Heartbreaker

"This painting tells a tragedy called "The Death of Kesiyang". It was once regarded as a forbidden painting by the church, and many versions were burned. This painting probably spread from the people, and it was the first time I saw it." Bobo Lu stood beside me, looking at an oil painting inlaid in a copper frame hanging on the wall, his eyes widened, and he muttered in surprise and joy.It is said that Lei Meng disposed of many "mediocre works", but he was quite satisfied with this one, and specially hung it on the wall of the library.

I studied it carefully, wondering what attracted Raymond.

The picture is based on black and white, and the oil paint is delicate and vivid. The messy long hair and the folds of the clothes are clearly outlined.It is obviously a simple and clear color tone, but I feel a depressive pain.

The oil painting depicts a pair of naked men, an angel with wings on its back, and a devil with horns on its head.Their bodies are entangled together, like two illusory souls.Angel Kesiyang's wings were torn off, blood gushed out from the cut, pieces of feathers withered and fell down, and the snow-white robe was broken and messy.His dazzling blond hair was intertwined with the devil's thick black hair, and he raised his arms high, as if in desperate repentance.

And the devil smiled evilly and gnawed at his shoulder, tore off his robe with one hand, and covered his fragile head with the other, as if he was leisurely considering whether to crush it with his palm.

"The painting that insults the holiness is a taboo to provoke the Lord, let alone the painting of two men." Popolo shrank his shoulders, covered his eyes and sighed, "Oh, I really hope I can forget it as soon as possible."

Looking at this painting, I feel cold in the palm of my hand.What struck me was not so much their gender and identity, but the emotional gap in their treatment of each other.The angel Kesiyang on the screen has not only the guilt and pain towards God, but also the obsession and nostalgia for the devil in his eyes.He raised one arm high up, while the other hugged the devil's body tightly. The two complex and intertwined emotions were like heavy shackles, making his gaze weak and weak.

On the other hand, the devil was attacking the black-haired man in Kesiyang.He greedily stared at Kesiyang's desperate and mournful expression, without pity or shame, holding the other's broken wings tightly with both hands, but felt very proud of luring the angel to fall.

"The angel Kesiyan is a disgusting tragedy. As an angel, he has a flirtatious temperament and always laughs; he is stupid and always deceived by appearances." Bobolu said, "According to the records of ancient books, once On a road covered with thorns, there was a wounded adder, begging for the mercy of the passing angels. The other angels ignored the snake, and only concentrated on the revelation of God. Only Kathian, who looked around and found the adder, Lament for its tragic experience."

"Cathyan put the snake into his arms, trying to warm its remains, and the adder bit the angel's heart and filled his chest with the venom of desire—because the injured adder The snake is transformed into the devil Satan! The devil wants to lure the angels to fall, but the other angels have already seen through his tricks, and only Kesiyang was deceived."

"Popolo, I think..." I said hesitantly, "What if the devil is not deceiving the angel? If the devil turned into a viper due to serious injuries, it is not a trick, but a sincere desire for help. But no An angel—a kind and pure angel in the legend was willing to help him. And at this time Kesiyang appeared, and he saved the devil. The devil did not inject poison into the heart of the angel, but they loved each other."

"Lord, what are you talking about, Brother Luo?!" Popolo stared at me like I told a big joke.

I don’t know why I became nervous, recalling some picture books I’ve read, and said, “The devil… well, the rescued devil… fell in love with the angel? And the devil loves deeply, and is willing to abandon everything for the angel… The angel also loves the devil, but for the justice of the world, he betrays the devil..."

"My God, brother Luo, although I advocate freedom of thought, your thoughts are really terrible!" Popolo exclaimed, "How can a devil fall in love with an angel?! And love so deeply that he is willing to abandon everything? The devil is the devil , arrogance is their original sin, how could they have such a persistent and humble love?"

I was in a daze, "Oh? Is that so..."

"As for what you said, it's not impossible for an angel to fall in love with a devil. An angel with a weak will and an angel with an unshakable heart are all symbols of dullness. But the relationship between them is not worthy of being called 'love', it's just 'desire|desire' , It’s just ‘temptation’. That’s the usual trick of the devil. Angels who can’t resist the temptation will have their wings broken by the Lord’s own hands, their bodies will be purified by the holy spring, and then they will be directly put into the tree of life for reincarnation. What are you talking about advocating justice in the world?”

I was at a loss for words.

"Kathyan is such a stupid angel, but what makes him different is that he is also sadly stupid." Popolo said, "He said to Satan, 'I will give up the status of an angel for you. .We will not go to heaven or hell, let's go to the world.' Satan deceived him with rhetoric, and after Kesiyang fell into the world, he forcibly tore off his wings and defiled his body with the most primitive prostitution | , From then on he became a puppet of Satan, from now on the Lord will never hear the confession of this lost son."

I felt cold sweat on my brow, "God..."

Popolo said solemnly, "So, the devil must be eradicated! They are not like human beings, they have no heart of repentance, they cannot be redeemed by love, they must be judged and punished!"

I said with difficulty, "Is this really the case? This story is actually fabricated by the church, and who knows the real situation? Why do you not want to believe that the devil turned into a viper because of injury, not temptation? ?”

Popolo insisted, "It's not that I don't want to believe it, but it's not the case! Devils don't feel grateful, let alone introspect and repent. Their hearts are as hard as stone, and they are wrapped in arrogance and hatred. They are hard and extraordinary. They will have The weak side? Impossible! Look at poor Keith Young, this picture has already made the best interpretation of his end!"

"So you are all result-oriented?" I couldn't help raising my voice, feeling as if my heart was tangled in a mess of wool, "You can only infer the nature of a certain thing based on its results, but not its past and history. What is the use of cold judgment and punishment to an equally cold devil? They can only make him suffer physical and mental torture, but they cannot make him truly realize his guilt and fault. Judgment is not the solution to the problem at all. I don't think all devils have sins before they fall, but they are artificially convicted of 'heinous' crimes, so they can only fall for themselves!"

Popolo gasped, and stepped away from me a few steps, as if he was afraid that I would suddenly wave my hand at him.Realizing my gaffe, I quickly apologized and said, "I'm sorry, Popolu. I won't hurt you. It's my fault. I was too aggressive just now..."

"Oh, I'm not afraid of you hurting me, Brother Luo, this is a normal debate. I think..." Popolo rubbed his hands, frowning, and said depressedly, "Your idea is incredible." The innocence theory? Lord, I need time to digest..."

"what are you guys saying?"

I looked towards the place where the sound came from, and there was Clement standing at the door with his hands behind his back, looking at us with a smile, "Popolo, what lunatic thoughts are you instilling in Luo?"

Well, maybe the opposite is true.Popolo looked panicked when he saw Raymond, his eyes were full of complex awe and simple fear. "I thought he was a brave man who eliminated the necromancer!" Once, he said to me sadly, "Who knew, he was the master's client!"

Under Lemon's watchful gaze, the monk shrugged his shoulders, like a black fish, and quickly swam away against the wall, "Hello, Your Majesty, I'm leaving first!"

Then he jumped out of the room as if fleeing, his body movements were as exaggerated as ever.I was about to put the books on the table back on the bookshelf, but Lei Meng turned around suddenly, pulled the door buckle with engraved gold carvings on both sides, and closed the door with a bang.

"...Lemon?"

Now, there are only two of us left in the big and bright library.Clement drew the thick curtain by the window again to block the light, and the room fell into darkness. The fine dust dancing in the air was like the accumulated sand gradually sinking to the bottom of the river.He approached me step by step, with a playful and charming smile in his eyes.I stood where I was, with a book under my arm, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I also liked to stay in the library when I was a child." He paced leisurely on the brown-red carpet in the room, and sat on the chair beside me. "This place is solemn, simple, quiet, full of mysterious charm and taboo, Maybe there will be elves stealing books popping out from the corner..."

He pulled me onto his knees, stroked my cold cheeks, and stroked my lips with his fingers, rubbing and fondling them vigorously, "They hide behind the spine of the book, watching everyone secretly... peeking at the secrets in the corner. language, to spy on the feelings in the shadows... They know everything. They understand best, the more solemn and solemn a place is, the more filthy it is..."

"Lemon..."

His eyes swayed ambiguously under the hazy light and shadow, "Where did you spend your childhood? Farmland, mountains, the exchange?..."

Words are just an adjustment, in fact, I feel that he is excited, and my body is trembling slightly under the scorching heat.Lemon, master, Lemon, he said he wanted all my love, he said he would cherish it.He's the only person who's ever said that to me, and he's the most important person to me—and I feel a thrill and joy in my heart, almost tearful, thinking about it.

Raymond tugged at the button at the front of my neck lightly, and my cloak fell off with a rustle.I hugged his neck and kissed him, he teased the tip of my lips eagerly but refused, I was carried to the table by him, with my chest pressed against his chest.

"Feline is your playmate, isn't it?" He inserted his fingers into my hair and flicked it around the ends.I felt the golden ring between his fingers pinching my scalp, "Tell me, how did you meet?"

His wet tongue rolled around my Adam's apple.I felt short of breath and gasped, "When I was young, I didn't want to... fight with the boy who bullied me. Feline saved me once... Later she told me that she was the daughter of a murderer, and I could tell The loneliness and sadness in her eyes... At that time..."

Lemon suddenly bit my cheek, hard enough to almost take a piece of my flesh off.I gasped and heard him ask with a smile, "And then? What happened at that time?"

"At that time, I felt..." My breath gradually became disordered, completely taken over by Lemon, "I felt... maybe we are very similar..."

"You don't look alike at all." He sneered, completely occupying my every move.When I touched the hidden light in Lemon's eyes, my whole body felt tremors and uneasiness like an electric shock.I looked over his shoulder and landed on the oil painting "The Death of Keith Young", and I was in the same pose as Keith Young in the picture.

"What else? Are you just playmates?" He smiled viciously, sweat dripping onto my chest, "I can tell that that woman likes you, although her feelings are deeper than Shen He's Slow down. Tell me, what have you said to her, what have you done..."

He leaned over to my ear and whispered, "Then, let's do it again...just you and me."

——We had agreed that we would accompany each other for the rest of our lives.

In my mind, I imagined a glorious evening with a walnut tree covering our heads, and Feilin and I were lying on the dry grass, staring at the crystal bright sky in a daze.At that time, the breeze was still very calm, and wisps of cooking smoke hovered and rose to the sky.Feilin was paralyzed among the grass buds fluctuating with the wind, and murmured, "I like the scenery at dusk very much. If I die tomorrow, at least I haven't missed the last light of today."

At that time, I was surprised and said, "Don't say that, Feline, wouldn't it be better to like the scenery at dawn? The dawn shot out from the clouds and irradiated the earth, and all things awakened, and everything returned to life."

"But why do people have to live until tomorrow?" Feline said softly, "Tomorrow is a whole new day of pain. Today is so good, I survived the suffering that I should have, and it is the time when I feel the most innocent in my heart , death is easy. If I see the sun tomorrow and know what I have to face but die easily, I will feel like escaping.”

I don't understand her words, I just know that if she really dies, I will be very sad.I sat up, stared at her, and said earnestly, "Then don't die today or tomorrow. We live together until the day we really want to die, and that is truly worthy."

Feilin's voice was light and indifferent, "Alive? Who gave you the courage to live?"

This made me freeze in place.Despite asking a tricky question, Feline turned her head and looked at me seriously with dark eyes, as if she wanted to hear my answer.I scratched my hair in distress, looked at her deep pupils, and said in a mysterious way, "Liming...and you."

……

The silent mountains and the twilight-drenched fields dissipated, and Lemon's vision was sharp enough to penetrate everything, and the smile in his eyes made me shudder.He snorted with a sleepy laugh, "...for a lifetime?"

I nodded and closed my eyes tiredly.Clement said indifferently, "The so-called 'life' between you and her has long since ended, when you were seven years old."

He leaned close to me and said with a smile, "She didn't give you the courage to stay in the Grand Master's carriage, baby."

"..." I turned my head to the side, not wanting to recall that painful experience, but one hand was held by Lei Meng.I looked at him blankly, he bit off the gold ring between his fingers, put his face close to my finger, and slowly inserted the ring between his teeth into my ring finger.

I was stunned.He straightened up slowly, with sly eyes, "Okay, the life you want. Do you count?"

I got up and hugged him tightly, kissing his lips like a fish thirsty for water.He lifted me up and pressed me against the door.Our chests were glued together with sweat, and Lymon's rough breathing and moaning rang in my ears.He seemed to feel very comfortable and no longer disliked my cold body temperature.I just hugged him tightly, as if he was the last driftwood supporting me.He said in a hoarse voice, "Don't hold back, scream out, baby...Call out loud, let me hear, I love your groans|groans...Cry out, baby..."

I didn't restrain myself anymore, and my whole soul was immersed in the world he gave me, ups and downs, until there was no broken regret in my heart.Lemon, Lemon.The name lingers in my mind, seems to be in my heart, seems to be on my lips.There was a burning pain in my eye hole, he stuck his tongue in to tease, and then there was a more refreshing inhalation sound.

At the end of consciousness, my eyes blurred and stayed on the oil painting on the opposite wall.The face of the angel Kesiyang is still full of regret and fascination, but I seem to see a weird smile at the corner of the black-haired devil's mouth.

****

Clement pushed back his sweaty forehead hair and whistled comfortably.The dull bell in the library rang four times. The king tidied up his messy skirts, put on his cloak, and finally took a meaningful look at the sleeping undead and the golden ring on his ring finger.

"A lifetime? Haha..." He turned his head with a half-smile, played with his fingers, and said with a rambunctious laugh, "I don't even have such a thing, how can I give it to you?"

He was talking to himself, and suddenly held his forehead, and laughed uncontrollably, until he was out of breath.After waiting for a long time, the king finally opened the door slowly, and his eyes met those of the people waiting outside.

Minister of Justice Nugent stood outside the door, his figure was as silent as a stone sculpture, and he bowed stiffly to the young king who was still languid at the moment.

"Your Majesty," he said, "you said to meet in the library at three o'clock in the afternoon to discuss the items in the code. I'm ready and have been waiting for a long time."

"That's right, that's how it is." The young king smiled, "That's a coincidence, I'm a little tired. You should go back today, we'll talk about the code of law some other day."

After speaking, the door of the library closed again.The back of the young king disappeared into the dark gap. Nugent stared at the closed door for a long time. After a long while, he took a step and walked towards the end of the corridor with cold eyes.