[An Lei] Die in Love

The substitute was awkward again - after all, I was not good at coaxing children at all.

It's just...it seems nice to have a guy chattering by my side once in a while...

Lei Shi opened his eyes expressionlessly and gave himself a clear slap in the face to wake himself up and stop thinking about it. He silently warned himself that he was a cursed person, and it was impossible to have that kind of right anymore.

He scratched his head a little irritably, the drowsiness he had accumulated with great difficulty was sent to where he didn't know by his slap in the face, he could only make do with the pale silver moonlight and stared at the deep woods in a daze.

He will not feel alone, nor can he be lonely.

He has lived alone for so long, so long that the only cousin who can accompany him can't stand the blow of the years and turns into a piece of loess when he is old, he still looks like this.

It will be back to normal soon.Lei Shi thought vaguely, and sleepiness sneaked into his mind again, trying to cover his consciousness - he would forget it soon, and no one would come back to disturb his life.

After all, he never thought that An Mixiu would come back.

Leishi clutched his slightly thin clothes and sat curled up on the doorstep, like a cat that has been abandoned all the time, gently using its fur that was thinned by its owner at the end of summer to resist the cold from autumn.

It's a bit cold...

An Mixiu looked worried at the leafy forest in front of him.

he's lost.

... Although he himself is reluctant to admit it, the fact is like this.

He lost his way in a forest with lush leaves no less than that of Leishi.

But the worst was yet to come—two beautiful ladies had fought in front of him, and it was very, very violent.

It was so fierce that An Mixiu didn't dare to get close.

"Who?!"

"Who's where?"

But before he was far away from those two beautiful ladies, he was discovered by them. For the first time, An Mixiu regretted why he didn't learn to fly—although his wings flapped frequently to prevent degradation, but Leishi also I don't know how to teach him to fly!

So although his wings are beautiful, they are just decorations for now...

So An Mixiu was discovered, and he silently looked at the broken, very innocent branches under his feet and swore silently - if he was fine this time, the first thing he would pay attention to when walking was the branches on the ground that were easy to break s things.

He will never step on it again!

"Huh? Are you, lost?" The blue-haired girl tilted her head, her green eyes were slightly hollow and confused, but they were able to look directly into people's hearts.

"Uh...yes..." An Mixiu took a step back a little uncomfortable. After all, it had been a long time since the opposite sex had been so close to him except his master, which made him a little uncomfortable.

The other lady with long black hair had a delicate expression. She squinted her beautiful blue eyes and stared at him for a long time before she sneered and said nothing.

Master, is the ignoring spell you gave me really useful?An Mixiu couldn't help but take two steps back when he saw the two people staring at him: "Dare to ask the two beautiful ladies, can I leave now?"

"Go? Why are you leaving?" The black-haired girl's blue eyes were full of doubts: "Aren't you a fallen angel? What are wings for?"

"Uh..." An Mixiu's expression froze and he became a little embarrassed, but he didn't care about being seen through his identity and pointed out this point: "...my parents died shortly after I was born, my master and the person who adopted me now If you can't fly, you can't teach me..."

Something seemed to flash in the green pupils of the blue-haired girl, but the brilliance flickered so fast that no one could see clearly.

The black-haired girl's eyes lit up as if she had thought of something, she raised a malicious smile and glanced at the girl next to her, then said to An Mixiu without warning: "I said brat, why don't you let me How about my first lovely Miss Kelly to teach you how to fly?"

"...Ah?" An Mixiu was dumbfounded, and the blue-haired girl next to her stared back and forth between the two of them, and said slowly, "Are you serious?"

"Of course, ugly girl," Kelly smiled and hugged the blue-haired girl's shoulders, "Don't you think it's too boring for us to be like this every day? How about having some fun?"

"Hey! That idiot over there, she and I will teach you how to fly during this time, you should stay here until then." Without waiting for the blue-haired girl's reaction or An Mixiu's answer, she directly took She made a final decision with a mischievous smile: "By the way, I am the world's most powerful and cutest star-moon witch, Ms. Kelly—she is the ice palace saint An Lijie who was abducted by me. Be careful in the future."

An Mixiu looked at the cliff with a numb face—he had fallen off it countless times.

He turned his eyes to Kelly next to him for help: "I said Miss Kelly, if this continues, you will have a fear of heights before you learn how to fly, right?"

Although he has achieved some success in flying now, he still cannot directly overcome the fear of being pushed off the cliff.

"Huh?" An Lijie yelled from the side, she tilted her head and looked at him: "But, don't you want to be a knight?" How can you become a knight if you can't even overcome the little difficulty of flying?

...well, he was persuaded.

But he was actually quite curious about why the water in the lake was warm after he fell last time, so he decided not to spread his wings this time and just use his momentum to rush down to have a look—the curiosity of young people always has something that they want to practice Desire, An Mixiu is no exception.

But when he really went into the water, he regretted it - the speed of falling from a high altitude made him feel as painful as if he was thrown hard on the ground when he touched the water surface, and then he was submerged in water soon and suffocated Feeling rushing.

An Mixiu clearly knew that he should swim upstream quickly at this time, but his curiosity seemed to take root and made him desperately swim downstream.

He swam toward the bottom of the lake like a moth swooping toward the flames—so what was it that attracted him so much?

In a haze, he began to think about such a question as if he had just woken up from a big dream-why did he risk his life like this?

He didn't know, and he didn't have time to think about it. It seemed that all he could do now was dive deeply.

In the end, he finally had no strength, so he could only stare at the clear and warm lake with wide eyes unwillingly, gritted his teeth and flapped his wings desperately to accelerate and continue to rush down.

He didn't know why he did this, he still had the strength to flap his wings, but he didn't rush up to the surface of the water to breathe air, but rushed to the bottom of the lake more quickly.

He has probably reached the center of the lake, the surrounding lake water is not as warm as before, they become scorching hot but unexpectedly it will not cause him burns.

An Mixiu still couldn't get rid of the terrible intuition, he even felt that this body didn't belong to him at all - he felt very familiar with this feeling in this hot lake.

He continued to dive, and finally he finally saw what he thought was the bottom of the lake—the piece of ice crystals shining with light blue light in the blue waves.

His eyes widened in surprise—if it wasn't for being in the water, I believe An Mixiu would have opened his mouth wide in surprise.

There is such a pure ice blue in this hot lake, and there is an orange sword blade stuck on it.

The whole body of the sword is orange, the hilt is black with four orange stripes, and there is no scabbard.One end of the bitch was still stuck in the ice cube and made a 'chi chi' sound of melting ice.

At the bottom of the icy lake, a sword can be vaguely seen, the whole body is blue, and the hilt is black, but there are indeed four blue fine lines.

The auras emitted by the two swords are obviously so similar. If the orange blade is hot like an erupting magma, then the blue blade is like the coldness emanating from the depths of Jiuyou.

An Mixiu watched this scene and didn't know how he felt inside.

He could feel the intimacy from the depths of his soul, and he could also feel the bewilderment from memory.

He was a little at a loss for a while, just followed his inner thoughts and gently placed his hand on the hilt of the orange sword, and then stabbed down hard, breaking the surrounding ice into pieces and slowly scattered in the water, but he still Stab down hard until finally the blue blade is pulled out.

Then he spread his wings with all his strength and rushed towards the water, completely ignoring the sight of the surrounding ice crystals spreading and rushing upwards.

worn out……

This was An Mixiu's first thought when he landed—so tired...

The long-lost air was scrambling to be sucked into his lungs with the humidity of water vapor, and he even choked on two mouthfuls before recovering that he had returned to the ground.

An Mixiu felt the soreness on his wings in a daze, and suddenly laughed, his laughter became louder and louder, there was a mixture of liquid on his face, whether it was tears or lake water, and the expression in his eyes was complicated The mixing together makes the colors in the pupils muddy.

Ningjing, Liuyan...

An Mixiu thing...?

He suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, tears broke through the cover of the lake water on his face and rushed out of his eyes.

An Mixiu covered his eyes in horror and tried to prevent the liquid inside from flowing out, but unfortunately, since he was a child, he couldn't do anything with his physique, and he still hasn't found a way to suppress his tears.

He finally put down his hand covering his face as if giving up, and looked at the two swords beside him in a daze - they were quiet and obedient like two very ordinary swords, lying flat beside him in a daze.

Why, are they here?

"Yes...he doesn't want you anymore?" He hesitated and asked cautiously, and then the two swords issued a clear sword sound to indicate no