After the same name as the Abyss Lord

Rin, who was wearing a white shirt and black suit uniform similar to Ye Zun, put one hand in his trouser pocket naturally, looking down at him.

The white shirt is buttoned up to the top one, with a thin and tall figure, abstinent and dignified, the width of the lips is reserved and restrained, only the eyes of the black pupils are clear, and there is a light and soft smile: "Well, not Not long. It's just that there is nothing to do, so I will come to see you first."

Even though the last night of self-study, many people left early like Shen Yuan, and no one maintained order, and the others were still talking small things in small groups.

But Rin's voice was gentle and slow, low and soft, as if deliberately not to disturb others.

This person pays attention to every detail, is elegant and dignified in his bones, and never makes others feel uncomfortable.

He stared at Ye Zun, with a gentle gleam in his eyes, and looked at him probingly: "I haven't seen each other all afternoon, I wonder if there are any unhappy things in the new environment?"

In front of this person, Ye Zun also restrained his emotions unconsciously. He only looked at Rin's clear eyes and responded softly: "Very good, I haven't encountered any more terrible things. Ah, wait a minute, I'll be there soon." Pack your schoolbag."

Lin looked down at the notebook on his desk: "It's okay, there are still things to finish, we can wait until school is officially over before leaving."

He naturally pulled Shen Yuan's chair and sat down.

The desks in the entire classroom are independent, and only a few people with good relationships will purposely put two desks together to sit.

Ye Zun and Shen Yuan's desks are also one of the few next to each other, but Shen Yuan is only for the convenience of sleeping and teasing him.

Finding that Rin's eyes seemed to have noticed this, Ye Zun was inexplicably nervous.

Rin was so understanding that she didn't ask anything, just took out the black notebook and pen in her bag, and lowered her head to write something.

Ye Zun also relaxed, and began to concentrate on writing Shen Yuan's homework.

The whole process was quiet, but Mingming Lin had been concentrating on what he was writing and barely looked at him, but Ye Zun didn't know why he was always nervous, it was worse than sitting with Shen Yuan and being stared at by him. Be nervous.

The breathing and throat muscles seemed to be slightly stiff, and for a moment, I couldn't help but want to swallow slightly.

But start worrying what will happen if you make this noise and get heard?

Will the other party know that he is nervous?He would definitely know, but he himself didn't know why he was nervous.

--How did that happen?

The more he cared, the more nervous he became. When he was nervous, he subconsciously touched his earlobe. Before he knew it, his whole ear became inexplicably red.

In this quiet and unbearable atmosphere, the music that finally ended the evening self-study sounded.

Ye Zun almost wanted to let out a sigh of relief, but of course he held back.

Of course he likes the priest very much, and he doesn't want to be misunderstood and doesn't like to sit with the priest, but this inexplicable tension and concern exists there, and even Ye Zun himself can't control it to prevent it from happening.

Fortunately, Rin didn't seem to notice it. After the music played after school, he closed the thick notebook and pen, and his delicate Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times.

Ye Zun glanced at him from the corner of his eye, slightly puzzled, always felt that Rin seemed to be the same as himself.

But Rin looked at him calmly and calmly, his brows were a little reserved and cold, and he couldn't see that he would be affected by the presence of other people.

Rin glanced at Ye Zun's desktop, and paused: "Haven't you finished writing?"

Ye Zun's ears felt hot. There were two identical homework books on the table, and he knew they were copying.

With a small movement, he quickly closed the book, resisting the shame, and looked at Rin calmly: "It's the homework of the new deskmate. He did me a favor, so I helped him with the homework."

"Ah," Rin made a soft voice, unable to hear any substantive meaning, "Have you made a good friend?"

Ye Zun breathed a sigh of relief, and did not refute that Shen Yuan is not a friend, but just nodded vaguely.

Rin paused slightly, and the corners of his lips slowly raised: "It's okay, I can wait for you to finish writing."

Ye Zun has already packed his schoolbag quickly: "No need, there won't be many people in school any later, let's go now. As for homework, he doesn't seem to be very good at handing in it anyway, so let's talk about it tomorrow morning."

Lin paused for a moment, then nodded slightly, the small expression on his handsome and noble face was hard for others to understand: "That's it."

The two walked out of the classroom one after the other, and Ye Zun cautiously glanced at the end of the dark corridor on the right.

The positions of Class [-] and Class [-] are like the two ends of an elongated raised character. Usually, you can’t see Class [-] when you stand at the door of Class [-], unless you walk to the corner of the exit of the straight corridor.

When he was wary of that side, Rin stood by and watched him.

The two walked down the stairs on the left, walked outside the campus through the campus that was illuminated by the incandescent lights on the roof.

The school has a school bus to pick up and drop off, but it is said that it is slow, takes a detour, and has to wait. The driver's temper is not very good, and everyone doesn't take it if it is necessary.

After hesitating between walking at night and waiting for the bus, Ye Zun looked at Rin.

Rin smiled reservedly, and said softly: "There are a lot of students on this road. If you walk, you can go back in less than half an hour. The night is fine, do you want to go for a walk together?"

Ye Zun nodded immediately: "Okay."

What a relief not to have to choose.

The two walked side by side on the side of the road, and there were indeed many people who were going to study in the evening walking back together along the way.

As we walked, the number of people gradually decreased, and the lights on the road would go out every few days, with periods of darkness and periods of light, but perhaps because of the presence of the priest, I didn't feel afraid.

Even now I feel slightly nervous, but with the evening wind blowing, even under the cloudy sky, I feel that the night is really beautiful.

A fork in the road was encountered.

Ye Zun continued to walk forward subconsciously, and suddenly found that Rin was walking to the left.

Although it is a residential area on the left, it is very dark, and the street lights there are completely broken.

Standing at the entrance of the darkness, the man's white shirt was like moonlight, and his clear eyes were like a quiet lake glowing with water. He watched him peacefully and issued an invitation: "There is a field of pear blossoms on this road. It is best to see it at this time." It's beautiful, do you want to come together?"

Ye Zun looked behind him, there was darkness, which made people hesitate, but the light in the priest's eyes was really beautiful, the shallow clarity, the faint smile, more beautiful than the pear blossoms that would bloom in the darkness.

Even though he was afraid of the dark, Ye Zun walked towards him: "Okay."

Rin stretched out his hand to him, and said modestly and gently, "If you're afraid of the dark, you can hold my hand."

Ye Zun slowly stretched out his left hand, tentatively holding a small part of his fingers, and was firmly held back by that steady and reliable hand, and a faint warmth seemed to come from his palm.

He subconsciously twitched back to no avail, so he forced himself to maintain the status quo.

Rather than saying that you can't break free, it's better to say that people completely forget the idea of ​​breaking free.

Let that person hold hands and walk into the dark and unknown depths.

"Look, it's not scary."

"Yeah." His eyes lost their function in the deepening darkness, and he couldn't see anything clearly. Even the people next to him could only see the blurred profile of their faces, but they didn't feel scared.

"Are you nervous? Why?" The man's voice was deep and gentle.

In the dark, Ye Zun answered the person holding his hand, as if answering himself in a dream of the abyss, he couldn't be dishonest.

"I'm sorry, because it's almost the first time I've held hands with someone like this. I've never had such close contact with anyone since I was a child. Even the grandma who lives together and depends on each other is not very close. I can help her, but she doesn't like being supported. Many times I just stand next to her, fearing that she will lose her footing in the next second, but she is on crutches, and as long as she can walk, she will push Open my hand."

"Where are your friends?"

"I, I don't have any real friends. I may have had short-term friendly people when I was young, but in the end, for various reasons, I always transferred to other cities and naturally lost contact. In addition, I am not good at interacting with people. , it was easy to be hated from childhood to adulthood.”

"Why do you hate it? It's so cute, I can't imagine hating you."

Ye Zun smiled calmly: "There are many reasons for being hated. In the beginning, grandma always locked her at home to do her homework, and she couldn't hang out with her peers, so naturally she couldn't get close."

"I always transfer to another school halfway, do my homework after class, and go home immediately after school. I don't know anyone well, and I am considered aloof and out of gregarious. I don't fight with others when I am provoked, and I am considered cowardly. When I am angry, everyone will want to fight. Not doing it is just because you are poor and cannot afford the consequences of reparations."

"People in the same situation also have reasons to be hated. Only I was admitted to university, did different things from everyone else, and had a different life. I was like a traitor. That's why I was hated."

"Even if I don't do anything and don't have any conflicts of interest, strangers still have reasons to hate me. Everyone in the dormitory is watching variety shows and laughing, only I am doing part-time jobs and filming commercials."

"Just being hated for not doing the same thing as everyone else, and being told to be grateful for them."

"But it doesn't matter, because I can't like them in essence. I probably have a personality problem."

The man gently clenched his hand: "You are beautiful, is there anyone who expresses their love for you? There should be many people."

In the darkness, Ye Zun's voice paused slightly: "There have been... When I refused, I also had the idea of ​​thanking the other party, and my wording was very careful, but maybe I still said something annoying."

"After hearing my refusal, the other party smiled and said to me: Do you know? No one will love you. Even if you love you now, once you get to know you, you will eventually hate you without hesitation. If you still Not hated, just not understood enough."

... "Do you know what everyone said about you behind your back? That cold, arrogant and withdrawn monster."

... "You know? No one will love you. Even if they love you now, once they get to know you better, they will hate you without hesitation in the end. If they don't hate you, they just don't know enough."

……"except me……"

"Even though I ran away immediately, I can't forget the serious look in the other party's smiling eyes."

The footsteps in the darkness stopped, and a warm hand gently covered his eyes.

Ye Zun stood there, closed his eyes obediently and quietly, calmly disturbed in the pure darkness created by the other party, wondering if this person knew the real and boring him, and had already begun to hate him.

Every time I meet a new person with the same admiring eyes, I will think of that smiling, curse-like words.

Even though I never believed it, my heart may have been shaken, and I began to feel that what that person said might be true, a fact that was gradually confirmed.

Will this person be the same as others? Tell him in a disapproving tone that all this is because he is too sensitive and has a personality problem.

I'm used to it, it's obviously a direct, undisguised malice, but everyone else insists that there must be something wrong with his personality, which distorts the goodwill of others.

Huh, I really shouldn't have said these things, but why did I suddenly take the initiative to say these things?Never and never intend to talk about it with anyone.

Rin's deep and gentle voice: "Is it a curse born of paranoia because of love and wanting to monopolize it because of being rejected? But, I am an exorcist."

There are golden sunflowers pouring brilliant light in the darkness.

Ye Zun was blindfolded by his fingers, raised his head slightly, and listened to him quietly.

The priest's voice was pleasant, not intentionally gentle, even as deep and cool as the night.

"From now on, just listen to me carefully. I rarely like people, but I like you very much. The more you know, the more you like me."

Like whispering before going to bed, it makes people like it quietly and is willing to be hypnotized.

"However, just saying this is not enough to get rid of the curse." The man said softly, "If you curse, you must use the same curse to get rid of it. Listen to me carefully. From now on, my curse will override that curse." superior--"

The darkness in front of him dissipated because of the departure of that hand, he opened his eyes subconsciously, and saw Rin's handsome and flawless face.

Behind that person is the endless darkness, and there are large pear blossoms blooming like snow in the darkness.

The night wind floated the boundless pear blossoms in the wilderness, and the petals blowing past their faces.

But his gaze could only be firmly attracted by the person in front of him, that person tilted his head slightly, his clear eyes were focused and quiet on him, making him irresistible to accept all the curses that person gave him——

"I like you very much, and I will like you even more in the future. Yes, even if you feel that it is enough, you start to feel scared, and beg me to stop, you will continue to grow, and you will not stop because of anything. Not only that, Want to know more and more, want to know any past or future thoughts without reservation. You better prepare now."

His pupils slowly widened, and deep inside the brown pupils, he looked at that person in amazement and bewilderment.

The astringent fragrance of pear blossoms, the warmth of the spring breeze and the coolness of the night hit him together, making him tremble and tingle from body to heart, and he couldn't stop shivering slightly.

Is it because of the warm and cool night wind?

Because of the focused tenderness in those beautiful eyes?

Or, as the exorcist said, break the curse of the curse?

The wind blew away the cloudy clouds, revealing a bright and dazzling moon.

The sea of ​​snow paved with pear blossoms is between the night and the moonlight, and the wind is dancing, and it is extremely prosperous.

Rin, with his back to the sea of ​​flowers, watched him quietly, the corners of his lips slowly raised, and the mountain spring soaked in expensive black crystals was cool, and his clear eyes showed a reserved and soft smile, slowly opening.

Ye Zun also didn't realize it, carefully and tentatively, and then slowly showed a shallow smile.

Although his body trembled inexplicably, he was actually not afraid, nor was he afraid, nor did he feel cold. He just felt at ease like never before.

The author has something to say: When knocking on the blackboard, you must never say anything when you express your love. The whole world will not like you, and no one will love you except me... This kind of pua who looks strong on the surface, but is actually humble, will be rejected. Blow up the dog's head and make a wedding dress for someone by the way.

If someone says that to you, please don't hesitate to blow his dog's head off!

A sick girl who can pretend to be a good person with gentleness and seizes every opportunity to sneak in, complimenting and praising her confession all the time, is a sick girl.