I Was Once a Legend

Cui Zuojing was taken aback by Xiaodi, he moved to the side to prevent himself from facing the door, and opened his eyes slightly: "I locked the door, why do you..."

Then he saw the small hairpin that Dong Zheng was holding in his hand.

Cui Zuojing: "..."

He had to lament that Dong Zheng's skill in opening the door and picking the lock had been perfected. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Cui Zuojing looked at the dusty Dong Zheng and asked, "Aren't you afraid that someone else is staying in this room?"

"I felt that there was someone I wanted to see in this room, so I came in." Dong Zheng closed the door, and the click of the door lock touched the eardrums of the two, and an inexplicable ambiguity rose silently.

Cui Zuojing felt a little embarrassed, especially now that he was only wearing a bath towel. He shrank his neck so that half of his face was hidden behind the towel, and said, "Is it just you?"

"The competitions in other venues should not be over yet, only the three people selected from our side came in." Dong Zheng walked over and reached out to touch Cui Zuojing's face lightly, perhaps because he had just taken a shower. The boy's skin had an unusual temperature, as if it wanted to warm his heart through the palm of his hand.

His fingers smelled of blood and dust.

Cui Zuojing could feel that Dong Zheng wanted to do something more intimate, and he almost pricked up his ears vigilantly, but in the end the man just rubbed his hands nostalgicly a few times, and then withdrew his hand.He unbuttoned his coat, put the dirty clothes into the empty storage box by the wall, and walked towards the bathroom: "I'll take a shower first."

The white glow in the bathroom has not dissipated, and there are pink bloodstains on the floor. It is obvious that the person who took a bath before did not clean it at all. Dong Zheng picked up the dirty clothes that Cui Zuojing threw in the corner of the floor. It was completely wet with water, and the blood-red water could be squeezed out with just a squeeze.

Really...

He shook his head helplessly. He couldn't deal with the clothes for the time being, so he could only fold them and put them in their original place. With the sound of the belt being untied, Dong Zheng closed the door with his backhand.

Then there was the sound of running water, Cui Zuojing glanced at the bathroom, quickly took off the towel on his head, opened the closet to find a suit of clothes to put on, and got out of the naked state, Cui Zuojing felt that he was finally safe.

The prisoner link has not been recovered yet, Cui Zuojing guessed that this place is still in the venue, he walked to the window and opened the heavy curtains, it was dark outside, but he could vaguely see the outline of the forest under the crescent moon, the shadows of the trees.

The sound of water was heard across the door. Cui Zuojing couldn't concentrate. He had to admit that he missed Dong Zheng a little. Since the two met, this was the first time they had separated in a real sense. There was no sense of prisoner. There is also no way of contacting each other, and each of them has passed through the situation of life and death for three days.

He's used to the presence of another person in his life.

It doesn't look too good... Cui Zuojing thought silently, there was nothing to see outside, he sat back on the bed, picked up the Tang knife leaning against the corner, and washed the knife with him when he took a bath, There are still drops of water.

Finding a piece of cloth at random, Cui Zuojing wiped the knife surface with his legs crossed and his head bowed. Only in this way can he calm down and stop thinking about other things.

Look at the blood groove on this knife, how fierce it is, how beautiful the embossing is, and how sharp the blade is!

The sound of the water finally stopped, Cui Zuojing's ears immediately perked up, and he was no longer in the mood to continue the work at hand.

There was no movement.

Cui Zuojing frowned, and put the knife that had been polished so that it reflected light by the wall. Seeing the book on the bedside, he lay on the bed and opened a page casually, staring at the lines and forcing himself not to read it. listen.

After 2 minutes of silence, Dong Zheng's voice came from behind the door: "Zuo, can you bring me a suit of clothes?"

Cui Zuojing let go of his hand, and the book hit his face directly.

He rubbed his nose and patted the book on the bed, gritted his teeth fiercely, and made another note to Dong Zheng in his heart.

With Dong Zheng's level of care, can he take a bath and forget to take his clothes?He definitely did it on purpose!Absolutely!

I don't want to take it for you.Cui Zuojing would not let him succeed, and shouted loudly: "I don't!"

Dong Zheng didn't answer, Cui Zuojing stared at the book, and heard the bathroom door being unscrewed after a few seconds.

He glanced over the pages of the book, and Dong Zheng came out just like he was just now, with only a bath towel around his waist. After Cui Zuojing's devil training, his current figure is definitely first-class, with muscles Strong but not as exaggerated as those who eat protein powder, it is very explosive.

Cui Zuojing's eyes drifted to Dong Zheng's face, and he found that he had shaved his beard and cut his hair short. He was very energetic, and he could be a male model for a group of photos if he just pulled it out.

Dong Zheng was not annoyed at being rejected by Cui Zuojing, he found clothes that fit him from the closet, and facing Cui Zuojing sideways, he untied the bath towel around his waist.

Cui Zuojing: ……………………

The young man withdrew his gaze with a look of embarrassment, it really is good to be tall, he looks manly, why did his height stop, even there is no longer... ahhhhhh!

Dong Zheng saw Tang Dao by the wall and asked, "Did you take it back?"

Tang Dao Zhanyue was originally brought by Dong Zheng, but after entering the venue, all the large weapons on their bodies disappeared, and Tang Dao also disappeared.

Cui Zuojing hummed, pretending to be indifferent and said: "The clown gave it to me, he came here before."

Dong Zheng wore a tracksuit and loosely tied the rope around his waist. He sat on the side of the bed, stared sideways at the young man who didn't look at him, and leaned forward to impress Cui Zuojing on the cheek of restraint. tender kiss.

"do you miss me?"

Cui Zuojing glanced at the text and said firmly, "No."

Nothing is false, the two separated for a long time for the first time, resting on the steel frame of the factory in the middle of the night, listening to the sound of chaotic fighting coming from nowhere, loneliness and emptiness go hand in hand, at this time, he will miss other people.

...especially Dong Zheng.

Dong Zheng smiled. He stretched out his hand to pinch Cui Zuojing's cheek, pinching the not too much flesh on his face to the middle, pouted his mouth, and said in a low voice, "I miss you."

It was obviously just a sentence to explain the facts, but in Cui Zuojing's ears, it made his heart skip a beat, and even his breathing couldn't help speeding up. He wanted to tighten his lips so as not to show a strange expression, but Dong Zheng didn't. He leaned over and pressed a kiss on it.

The book that didn't read a single word fell on his chest. Cui Zuojing seemed to be scalded by Dong Zheng's hot breath. He slightly raised his head back, and then a hand clasped the back of his head, deepening the kiss. .

There was no resistance or pandering, just like many times before, he silently gave Dong Zheng a chance to let go.

Dong Zheng groped with the other hand, touched Cui Zuojing's fingertips, and grabbed his hand. His fingertips passed through the gaps between the five fingers of the young man, and he held them tightly, interlocking his fingers.

Both Cui Zuojing and Dong Zheng's hair were covered with damp water vapor. Dong Zheng lifted the hands they held and placed them on his chest.

Through a thin layer of clothing, Cui Zuojing could clearly feel the beating of the heart in his chest.

Dong Zheng's lips and teeth still smelled of mint toothpaste. The last time it was pineapple candy, no matter what the flavor was, it always occupied all his taste buds domineeringly.

He was about to suffocate.

Even so, Cui Zuojing still didn't hide, his eyes were tightly closed, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, betraying his inner tension.

It was Dong Zheng who was the first to separate from him. He stared at the young man in front of him, pressed the pulp of his thumb on the rosy lower lip that had been kissed, and asked, "Why are you so obedient today?"

Cui Zuojing raised his hand to wipe his mouth, and whispered: "Who told you to save my life?"

Dong Zheng was taken aback, remembering that when he was in the final card battle, he did suddenly find that the growth of Arabidopsis thaliana, which reflected Cui Zuojing's state in the center of the core, suddenly became very bad.He immediately focused on two tasks, partially aware of the grass that was about to curl up, poured some mental strength, and stayed in fear until the Arabidopsis recovered.

Sure enough, Cui Zuojing was in danger at that time.

Cui Zuojing sat leaning against the head of the bed, and because Dong Zheng came up to kiss him and pressed his body very close, he held Cui Zuojing with one hand and placed it on the bed, and supported the head of the bed with the other hand, almost encircling the young man in his arms inside.Cui Zuojing didn't like this oppressive posture very much, so he stretched out his hand and pushed Dong Zheng, making him stand up straight.

"By the way, how are you doing?"

If Dong Zheng really hid in the safe room for three days as the clown said, then he can still get the knockout spot and appear here, which can only show one thing - the difficulty of his venue may be beyond imagination. As for the other pilgrims, they got nothing at all.

Dong Zheng told him roughly what happened in the space prison, because Murphy was still in his inner core, he deliberately concealed Murphy's existence, and did not tell Cui Zuojing for the time being.

He can be sure that Murphy spread through sensory contact, and now Cui Zuojing is likely to be infected too, but this is something that cannot be stopped or reversed.

Cui Zuojing was quite surprised. He didn't expect the situation on Dong Zheng's side to be so difficult. If the difficulty of the factory was normal, what Dong Zheng experienced might be a nightmare mode above difficulty.

"Why do I feel like the clown did it on purpose?" He muttered softly.

"But fortunately, I didn't suffer any injuries, and I managed to get here." Dong Zheng touched the back of Cui Zuojing's hand little by little, and inserted his fingers into the cuff of his sleeve, stroking a small piece of skin on the inside of his wrist.

On it, there are three seals set by the Queen, and the bottom one has been untied.

Cui Zuojing ignored Dong Zheng's dishonest actions, the two sides were silent for a moment, and he suddenly said: "By the way, do you have other ways to contact me?"

"Yes, do you want to take a look?" Dong Zheng glanced at the retro-shaped clock base by the wall, and said, "Close your eyes, relax, and I will take you into the inner core."

When Dong Zheng practiced his ability, he invaded Cui Zuojing's mental space many times when he agreed. They both knew a lot about each other's consciousness. And the tense spirit slowly relaxed.

A wonderful feeling gradually enveloped him, gentle, stable, and calm, just like Dong Zheng.

For a sudden moment, Cui Zuojing felt that his hand was being held. In fact, Dong Zheng had not let go of his hand all the time, so how could he feel that his hand was being held in the process?

His eyelashes moved, but despite his curiosity, he still didn't open his eyes.

An indescribable and mysterious voice came from my ears, and the wind brushed against my cheeks, as if something was passing by at a very high speed.

"Okay." The moment Dong Zheng's voice sounded, Cui Zuojing finally couldn't wait to open his eyes, so the majestic temple standing in the sky distorted the space and led to the information highway in all directions, and the huge security phage and eyesight in the screen field The towering firewall in the distance was all reflected in his dark pupils.

——This is Dong Zheng's world.