Heartbreaker

"Gods bless, lo! This is wonderful!"

Clement hugged him, ecstatically, circling around the bedroom like a child.Looking at his intact arm, Luo was also pleasantly surprised, and hugged Lemon's neck tightly.

【Very good……】

Luo felt tears fall from the corner of his eyes.

【If you can continue to stay by his side, even one more day, one minute, one second...】

He didn't know the real situation, but on the other hand, Lei Meng vaguely guessed the truth of the strange disease.

"Your Majesty, disasters have occurred in the towns in the southeastern region recently. Look, should we..."

"Do not care."

"what?"

The imperial council looked at the expressionless king in astonishment.Clement sat cross-legged on the Iron Throne, filing his nails casually, and said, "Let's wait for a while, and if the disaster cannot be contained, we can discuss this matter."

This delay has been delayed for several months.Compared with his previous drastic relief decisions, it is really weird.

During this period, the Finance Court received many letters asking for relief, but when the Minister of Finance asked the king, the other party was indifferent and refused to allocate funds.

"These roses are beautiful."

At the end of the day, the most important thing for King Sol is to sit with Luo in the flower-scented garden, with his fingers intertwined, spending the whole day sticking together like glue.

Being with Luo for a longer time is his only wish.After learning that the other party might slowly disappear into the world, the throne, power, crown, subjects, and even the world became insignificant to him.

"Lymon, if you stay with me all day like this, won't you delay state affairs?"

The king moved his lips to kiss him, "No, my dear. Don't worry, I will only come to accompany you after I have taken care of all the affairs. You only need to enjoy the sunshine and the fragrance of flowers, and leave the rest to me."

In fact, only he himself knows the truth about his neglect of politics.

【Luo didn't know that I lied to him, and thought I was the wise and wise King Sol...Only in his eyes, I was the norm of the world.

Now, because of my absurdity, I have been dissatisfied by many people.Those who supported me in the past were either admonishing me painstakingly, or waiting to stab me in the back.Wash also persuaded me many times, asking me why I did this, but if I really told it, who would believe it?

If I don't do this, when I am a benevolent king, kind to others, compassionate to the people, Luo will disappear.

And once I become a violent tyrant again, he will not disappear... Hahaha, the god of fate is still playing with the two of us until now.

I'm fed up with this fearful, never-ending happiness... What should I do, what should I do...]

The following handwriting was written and painted, painted and scratched, and was blurred by tears into a blur of ink stains.

[I've decided, I only want Luo.

Besides, I don't care if everything is destroyed. 】

****

Luo didn't expect that No.1 who came to assassinate him was actually the Silver Scale Knight.

"You know what? He's crazy."

With a sharp knife across his neck, Luo looked at the furious black-haired man and asked puzzledly, "What happened?"

"You have stayed in the bedroom for so long, and you have lived an easy life without hearing outsiders." Ai Er sternly said, "Lemon has now become a heinous tyrant! Do you know what he did before? In order to treat you, he secretly killed more than [-] doctors. I think he also has unspeakable difficulties, so I forgive him. But now—"

The blade moved a little closer to the soft Adam's apple of the silver-haired man. Aihe's face was solemn, and there seemed to be a fierce battle in the depths of his dark pupils.

"He doesn't care about anything anymore." After a long time, the knight raised his head and said, "Whether it's the suffering people or his own throne. He doesn't care. I don't know how he became like this, but I vaguely feel that this may be you The reason why the strange disease disappeared."

Luo was shocked and said, "Why?! You said that Lemon deliberately became a tyrant? He did this to treat my illness?"

"This is my inference." Ai Erhan said, "But there is no doubt that you are the culprit."

Luo suddenly collapsed on the bed, his eyes were out of focus, and he was in a daze.Seeing that the other party was also at a loss, Ai Er was silent for a while, and then took back the stabbing dagger.

"I won't kill you this time. I believe that it wasn't your intention that Lemon became like this...but I hope you can take some responsibility and resolve this matter satisfactorily."

The black-haired man pushed open the door with a serious face, and said coldly: "See you next time, will the king be deposed, or your life will end... choose one."

****

Soon after, because the king was lazy in asking about politics and ignored the national conditions, the people of the Wanjiang Empire, after surviving several natural disasters, fell into a predicament with no one to help them.

It's just that the culprit this time is not the dragon, but their ruler.

"Lemon."

Another day, in the quiet small garden, Luo leaned on Lei Meng's shoulder and asked calmly, "Is the Wanjiang Empire still peaceful?"

He just learned secretly from others that one-third of the region has been swept by disaster, and the number of displaced people is countless.

"Of course, Luo. I have always kept my agreement with you and managed the country in an orderly manner."

Clement looked at him with a relaxed tone.Although his eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness, Luo saw the corners of his tired and twitching eyes, and felt the cold sweat from the other's palm.

"Well, I believe you are a good king." He leaned his head lightly on Lemon's shoulder, his eyelashes drooping, and said, "Swear to me, Lemon. If you deceive me, I will disappear forever in the In this world."

"What?!" Lemon almost jumped up, his eyes widened and his lips trembled, "Stop joking, Luo. This is not fun at all."

Luo smiled slightly: "What are you afraid of? Anyway, you will never lie to me, will you?"

Lymon said evasively, "No, I won't swear like that. Don't make it hard on me, honey, and don't make fun of your own existence."

He cupped Luo's face and blocked his lips that were about to say something.Luo Jingjing watched the other party's trembling eyelashes and tightly closed eyes, sighed in her heart, closed her eyes, and catered to the other party's restless kiss.

The next day, Lei Meng returned to the bedroom early as usual, but he never saw Luo again.

"Ro... Luo? Luo—?!"

He frantically searched in the palace, frightening the passing servants.Claire threw away the soft pillows and quilts on the bed, smashed all the papers, pens and books on the table, smashed the door of the wardrobe, and couldn't find the person waiting for him.

He slumped on the ground in despair, crying: "Luo—baby, my love, don't tease me, come out quickly! Luo—"

He whimpered, touched a book at random, threw it, and a letter fell out from the folder.

Startled, Lei Meng hurriedly picked up the letter, and was overjoyed when he saw Luo Qingjuan's handwriting on it.

The other party said that he was waiting for him in the southeastern part of the empire.

****

As soon as Clement got the news, he prepared his horse and prepared to go to the southeast.The air was sultry and cloudy that day, thunder rumbled in the sky, and a violent strong wind blew up after a while.

Clement was wearing a black cloak, and with only two or three attendants, rode a strong horse and left the palace.

Along the way, blue-purple lightning bolts embedded dazzling lines in the clouds. Lymon was so anxious that he ran at full speed for seven or eight days, avoiding the pouring rain and braving the bright sun under the clear sky, and finally arrived at the place described in the letter.

As a result, he only saw devastated land, and refugees crying on graves.

"My child is starving to death..." A scrawny woman was holding a shriveled baby wrapped in a messy kerchief, crying whenever she saw anyone, "Save my child..."

Women's wails are but the most common tune in the region.In addition, men queuing up for migration, women with weathered temples, dying old men, and unattended children, including black crows and rabid dogs eating corpses, all of them are covered with a layer of eerie and terrifying. shadow.

Their eyes are wide open, empty and lifeless, like walking corpses, they only know how to move forward blindly, waiting for the arrangement of fate.

"His Majesty……"

An attendant hurriedly supported the crumbling king.After witnessing this horrific scene with his own eyes, Lei Meng's eyes were dizzy, his hands and feet were cold, and every bone and muscle in his body was twitching. land.

"This..." he trembled, "This...this is..."

His Wanjiang Empire.

A cruel and inhuman hell full of desolation and despair.

When the other followers saw this miserable appearance in the world and glanced at their distraught king, they were also anxious and dared not speak.

After an oppressive silence, Lemon suddenly said: "You guys, send a message to the Finance Cabinet quickly!"

The entourage immediately took out a pen and paper and said, "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

"Tell the Finance Cabinet to send a convoy to bring some supplies over here, the sooner the better!"

More than ten days later, the disaster relief convoy finally arrived to appease the homeless refugees.During this period, Lemon personally wore a golden crown, apologized to the people, and promised that similar situations would never happen again.

He has been rushing to the forefront of several major disaster areas for several days, and he is dizzy from exhaustion, but he just gritted his teeth and tried to make up for the tragedy caused by his previous stupidity as much as possible.

However, even if it is repaired after the disaster, a large number of people died in this disaster and never survived.

Crying blood at dusk, Lemon looked at the desolate tombs, and saw the hoarse ravens resting on the tombstones, and the sad pastoral songs were coming from the other side of the mountains, vaguely telling the laughter and happiness of the past .

"It was my fault... please forgive my sins, my innocent people."

The setting sun seemed to be bloody gold, and the king knelt down on the dusty ground, his eyes were full of confusion, his eyes were red, and he drew a few crosses on his chest.

With tears streaming down his face, he pressed his forehead to the hot and heavy soil on the surface, when he suddenly heard light footsteps behind him.

Clement was startled, turned around and saw the silent figure of the silver-haired man.Luo stood not far away, watching him quietly, with a peaceful smile on his lips.

"I have always believed..." he said softly, "Seeing this miserable world with your own eyes... you will not remain indifferent, Lemon."

Luo smiled and raised his arms, trying to help him up.His arm became a hazy phantom again, invisible as if it was about to disappear.

The king stood up, couldn't restrain himself anymore and ran forward, hugging him tightly in his arms!

"Why? Why—" he cried, "I clearly don't want to make a choice, I never want to! Luo, you say—this damned world, this damned fate—why?..."

【why? 】

【I just want to be with you and never be separated...】

The raven flew away from the silent tombstone, screamed hoarsely, flapped its wings, and the two hugging figures were reflected in their blood-red eyes.

Luo embraced the weeping king, heard the heartbroken "why", leaned on the other's trembling shoulder, heartbroken weeping came from the chest, and a line of hot tears silently shed.

****

When leaving the palace, Luo didn't take anyone with him, only riding a horse.After leaving the imperial city of the empire, he released the horse back to the boundless plain and let it gallop.

At that time, he looked at the back of the horse running freely and the endless blue sky, and suddenly felt that his mind was open.He thinks that everything in the world seems to be out of balance, but it is actually very fair. All things have birth and death, and have roots and origins.

Since he is a member of this world, when he is dying, he should also return to his roots.

He returned to the small village where "Luo" stayed after he was adopted.After Lei Meng's management, this place has become a rich village with simple folk customs, where everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, and no one picks troubles anymore.

Luo cut off his long silver hair and dyed it an ordinary bitter brown color. Looking in the mirror, he was exactly the same as the former undead Luo, except that the scary eye holes had become blue eyes.

He wore the most plain clothes, painted his face black, and said he was a penniless tramp, but he was still received warmly and friendly by the villagers.

The village chief arranged a place for him, and Luo Chong returned to the hut that carried countless memories.Looking at the quiet and warm courtyard, he smiled, rolled up his sleeves, skillfully repaired the fence and eaves, drove the chickens and piglets into the pen, and completed the prototype of a small home.

He sowed the rapeseed in the field, and when he had nothing else to do every day, he worked diligently with other farmers to till the ground.Some people thought that he was handsome and hard-working, and wanted to betroth their daughter to him, but Luo Yijie refused with a light smile, and lived alone in that small house.

He said, I have the love of my life and I want nothing but him.

Having said that, every night before he goes to sleep, he checks his physical condition.First the arms, then the shoulders, then the abdomen.An invisible force is devouring his flesh, heralding his future of nothingness.

Regarding this, Luo Anzhi Ruosu, blew out the candles, lay on the bed alone, looked at the dark blue night sky, closed his eyes, and fell into a gentle and sweet dream.

In the dream, there is his lover.

Luo thought that he would meet his lover in his dreams for the rest of his life, but a month later, a new homeless man came to the village.

"Excuse me, have you ever met a man named 'Luo'?"

"Who am I, you ask? Well, I'm his lover... Tsk, don't look at me with that look, tell me where he is..."

A red-haired young man came to the village in tatters, carrying a tattered package, wearing a tattered cape, and stepping on a pair of tattered leather boots. Only the smile on his face was as bright as the sun in the clear sky.

"Hi buddy, I'm 'Lymon Bonespur'. You can think of me as a smitten poet, or a soulful musician. I'm not some suspicious villain wandering here looking for my love... ..."

At that time, Luo was working in the fields sweating profusely.He returned home with a hoe on his shoulders, and as soon as he opened the door, he was startled by the hysterical crowing of chickens in the yard.

"Hey, little thing, don't run around! I don't want to kill you to make soup—"

He stared blankly at the scene of chickens and dogs jumping around in the courtyard, and the red-haired young man who was so busy that the hoe in his hand fell to the ground with a dull thumping sound.

When the red-haired young man heard the sound, his hand catching the chicken suddenly stopped in mid-air.He straightened up, looked at his lover by the door for a long time, rubbed his dirty face desperately, and said with a smile: "You are back...haha, you still look like you, I have been watching for a long time, Luo... "

Before the words fell, the other party had already thrown himself into his arms, tears streaming down like rain.Clement grabbed the back of Luo's head and gave him a long, deep kiss.The foreheads of the two were close, holding each other's cheeks, leaning together, unwilling to be separated for a moment.

Luo looked up at him, choked up and said, "Shouldn't you be in the palace, Clement, why did you appear here?"

Clement gently wiped away his tears, sighed, "This is what I want to tell you, Luo..."

As he spoke, he lifted the hem of his clothes.

Luo stared blankly at the red-haired young man in front of him. Under a thin layer of clothing, he saw a body that was exactly the same as his own, gradually fading away and disappearing.

"This..." Luo murmured in disbelief, "This is... what's going on..." He looked up in astonishment: "Why are you also disappearing, Lemon?!"

Clement smiled noncommittally, with a gentle light shining in his eyes.

He said: "I miss you, think and think, and I disappear."

Luo shook his head sadly, and hugged him again.Clement patted him on the back, feeling the quiet wind in the small village, and said softly: "Don't worry, I've already taken care of it at the palace... King Sol's abdication doesn't need much fanfare, the new heir has already been admitted to the palace , and when the time is right, you can become the new king.”

Clement held Luo's face in his hands, and said with a smile, "Now, things far away in the royal city are no longer our concern. Instead of worrying about that, let's think about how to drive those chicken cubs back to the chicken coop."

****

They stay together after all.

Together they looked at the light of the dawn, the chaotic cloud shadows, and the vast sea of ​​stars in the night, with their fingers tightly intertwined, inseparable.Everyone only knows that they love each other very much, but no one knows what rough roads they have gone through, how many sad tears they shed, to have the happiness at this moment.

Later, they left the village, saying they were going to a farther place, to the end of the world.

The red-haired young man once said with a smile: "Although this world is utterly hateful, you can still find flowers if you rummage through the rubble."

Before leaving, a child ran to a high hillside and saw the pair of figures winding under the setting sun and disappearing on the other side of the hill, like a dream that was about to dissipate.

The children ran along the wide grassland, humming the nursery rhymes that the red-haired youth often played to them in the golden sunset, and the poems sung with the wind, wandering in the empty mountains and rivers together with the dandelions.

【found it.

What?eternal.

That is the sun and the sea, complement each other.

my eternal soul,

Watch your heart.

Even though the night is lonely and the day is burning...]

At dusk, the sun is shining all over the sky.The setting sun shines sparkling light on the sea surface, and the gentle waves beat on the wet reef, leaving behind colorful soft shells on the golden long beach.

The pure white seagulls spread their wings and soar over the blue sea, like smooth arcs, smeared on the dark evening curtain, dissipating the traces of dreams.

Lymon and Luo Gaogao sat on the cliff, staring at the end of the world.They leaned together, clasped their hands, felt the sea breeze blowing on their faces, and a rare moment of tranquility.

Their legs and feet were incomplete, and they could no longer stand up, so they could only sit side by side.Those faded phantoms are like snow-white foam, as if they will be broken by the wind.

But there are calm smiles on their faces, and the shadows dragging on the earth merge into one, responding to the call of fate.

"Ro."

"Ah."

"I think..." Lemon smiled with the light of the setting sun in his eyes, "I'm really happy now."

Luo opened his eyes, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth: "Me too, I have never been happier than now."

Clement looked at the sun that was gradually sinking into the horizon, and said, "Night is coming. Tell me, what will happen when you wake up from the dream?"

Luo Dan smiled and said: "Probably, we will disappear...Compared with that, I want to know what the world will be like after disappearing...What will we be like."

Lemon smiled, and at the moment when the light completely melted into the darkness, he kissed Luo's lips that gradually disappeared.

"After the world disappears..." he said softly, feeling a soft touch surge up in his body, bumping against his skin, slowly tearing the adhered cells and tissues, kneading them into fine dust floating in the wind.

"You and I are eternal."

When the last grain of dust flew away, they turned into light.

At that moment, the sky and the earth were torn apart by the ray of light and fell apart.

The sky seemed to flow like paint, the waves turned to sticky frozen blocks, and the mountains slid like mud.They twisted into a spiral shape, merged and eliminated each other, gradually decomposed into smaller objects, returned to the original, and turned into a chaotic void...

……

…………

………………

How much I want to tell you where the light went.

But actually, I don't know either.

Because, I woke up.

****

"You finally woke up."

I woke up and found myself lying on a stone bed.Outside the cave was filled with snow, the cave was damp, and the stone bed should have been bone-chillingly cold, but I felt a bit of warmth spreading across my body.

A woman in a black cloak stood at the entrance of the cave, staring at the ice and snow outside the cave, as if she had been waiting in the same position for a long, long time.I moved my stiff joints, fumbled for my bright red hair, climbed off the stone bed, and stood outside the cave, letting the cool and thin snowflakes fall on my bare skin and turn into water stains.

All I could feel was a fire inside me, a never-ending light flickering on my skin.

The woman's voice was cold, and she tilted her head from beginning to end, without looking at me.

"Now, it is a thousand years later."

The author has something to say: the last poem must be Rimbaud's little male god town QwQ!

The finale of the next chapter!Don't worry, there is no emotional drama between the female mage and Lemon! (funny)