After the same name as the Abyss Lord

On the second day of coming to the orphanage, Ye Zun met the little boy.

The weather has been cloudy and depressing for a long time without rain, but when the wind starts to blow, I feel free.

The innocent and childlike children on the playground are running around and playing.

At the edge of the crowd, that familiar figure sat alone on the swing, looking at Ye Zun through the crowd.

The clear eyes and pupils are black and bright, like black crystals falling in a quiet deep pool, the face is as pure as an angel, the corners of the lips are as rosy as roses, revealing white and neat teeth, and the smile is bright and innocent.

Even though he was only a child, his bright and perfect face was already amazing. Such beauty actually exists in human beings. Can human beings really grow up like this?

He was looking at Ye Zun and smiling, and from a distance, everything around him seemed to be blurred, as if he was the only one who was real.

Ye Zun didn't know how he came to him, he just remembered that he was looking at him intently, he could only see him, and walked in front of him in a flash, as if they had been standing face to face from the very beginning , never separated.

The weather was gloomy and gloomy, but the existence of that person seemed to be shining, like the source of all the free winds.

The darker it is, the brighter it is, like a night walk in the wilderness, seeing golden sunflowers blooming in the distance.

Like an abyss and valley, the reeds with white dew falling under the moonlight.

He also looked at Ye Zun intently, with a smile on his brows and eyes that did not belong to a child's free will, and faint contempt and danger that seemed to be absent, but his clear, black eyes were gentle.

The tenderness in the eyes, with careful self-restraint, contradicts the inherent wanton pride and arrogance of the soul.

As if worried, disliked by the person he was watching.

Maybe it's not just hate, even if you don't like it, you don't like it enough, you can't accept it.

A bright smile, unaccustomed self-restraint, caution and restraint, like a river flowing from the sun through the shadows, joy and gentleness are also cold.

It was as if the river itself was just gloomy and dead, and the radiant beauty was because there was light shining on him, but the joy would dissipate at any time.The person he is looking at determines the appearance of the river, giving the river brilliant and gentle light.

It was smiling like this, looking at Ye Zun intently with such gentle eyes.

It's confusing and frightening, but I can't help but want to get closer.

--Who are you?

He thought so, so he asked.

The skin is as white as snow, like the Snow White in fairy tales, the person with black eyebrows, showing a child's undisciplined smile, slightly drooping eyebrows, not fully opened eyes are clear and black.

He gently stroked Ye Zun's throat near the vocal cords, and said in a low voice like a sigh, "Little dumb, both people and ghosts will hurt you, why are you afraid of me?"

Ye Zun stood there in a daze, allowing him to touch his wounded fragility.

——No fear, just want to know, who are you?

The man looked up at him, the corners of his lips raised, his smile overflowed little by little, his clear black eyes were determined.

Under that child's appearance, I saw the dark and evil Shen Yuan, the cold and gentle leaves, and the dignified and restrained priest.

"My name is Ye Lin."

Ye Zun looked at him quietly.

That look made Ye Lin's smile slowly lose its strength, and she looked at him softly, her eyes moved slightly, trying to be sure carefully.

"Is it because of me that you are unhappy?"

--no.

"Hate me?"

——No.

"Then... do you like me?" Ye Lin laughed first, without the slightest contempt or danger, just a bright and pure smile, looking at him with slightly bent eyes, a little romantic and cute that is rare.

It's like if Ye Zun says he doesn't like it, it doesn't matter, because he has already admitted that he likes it, or as long as he likes Ye Zun, that's enough.

The calmness and patience in the depths of those eyes did not put any pressure on Ye Zun, and gently tolerated any disgust Ye Zun had towards him, any real emotions.

【Honey, you can hate mine, if you really hate it.There is no need to feel uneasy and intimidated by this. 】

But the next moment, Ye Zun stepped forward and hugged him tightly.

——It’s just that I’m a little scared.

Ye Lin was stunned, blinked unconsciously, and blinked again, he didn't smile, his cool eyes were deep and calm, but the background color was clear and pure.

This is the first time this person has taken the initiative to hug him, completely unexpected.

Unprecedented experience, a little at a loss.

But the body has spontaneously hugged Ye Zun back, as if he had longed to do so.

Every inch of strength in the arm is controlled to be absolutely gentle, and the fingers gently soothe the thin back.

He said softly: "Afraid of me, or of the world?"

Ye Zun just hugged him tightly, like a lonely child with nothing, hugging Brother Fox who would give him purple grapes.

He has seen all kinds of horrors, ghosts, or people.

This most terrifying demon never really hurt him.

He is no longer afraid of ghosts, and he is no longer afraid of the Demon God's Amusement Park, not even death.

However, he is afraid that he will be left alone in this endless death paradise until this person appears again.

The voice was gentle: "No, I am here, and I am. I will always be by your side."

[Whether you are afraid or like it, you are all here, like the reflection of the abyss hanging down, always by your side. 】

Ye Zun closed his eyes, held his breath slightly, and swallowed weakly in his throat.

--thanks.

……

He began to feel that that person might not really exist, but an illusion born of his loneliness during this long and lonely journey.

Like a shadow, it belongs only to him.

The exact opposite of him, someone who could never be.

It is the existence that he has never hated, but does not know whether he yearns for it.

He once ran away, but that person was always in his heart, and he never forgot for a moment.

When we met again, compared to the fear in my heart, there seemed to be a faint sense of relief——

I'm not alone, what else has been with me in the dark.

Even if there is a terrifying and dangerous existence that will devour me at any time, while I am afraid, I feel really good.

It's like being in a dark and bottomless abyss. In my dream, I saw swamps and the bones of dead travelers along the way. When I woke up, I saw a beautiful and quiet reed river.

When he woke up, someone was walking with him, but in the eternal night of the dream, there were only the cold and ferocious scales of the giant snake, entangled tightly around him, chasing after it, whispering the message gently in his ear, As if to kill him, tell him to love it.

That snake also protected him, and when the crocodile hiding in the swamp showed its sharp teeth, it killed back with a more terrifying face.

But, the snake is also very hungry, when will it eat him?

Maybe this moment, maybe the next moment.

He didn't know when it was.

But at the end of the nightmare, even with fear, he couldn't help hugging the snake.

Embrace your fear.

Close your eyes.

Let the opponent's heavy and dangerous body wrap around him tightly, as if about to suffocate, to block the more suffocating and cold darkness and the swamp that engulfs and sinks him.

Until I woke up from the cold dream, opened my eyes, and saw the light of the horizon rising, illuminating the brilliant sunflowers blooming alone along the way in the dark wasteland.

The golden light is diffused on the river and the thatch of the reeds, the crystal dew is shining, and the wet grass leaves are shining.

Forget, there is no sun rising under the abyss.

He pursed his lips and smiled at his gentle and perfect companion, and stretched out his hand: "Please come with me, let's go together."

The author has something to say: a lonely and pure white soul in the dark, like a bright flower that emits a faint light like the moonlight, attracting creatures in the dark.

Is it the real danger, or the illusory demon in the swamp, his reflection in the abyss in loneliness, or the real existence?

I want to write the kind, walking on the edge of the cliff, walking on the bank of the swamp, in danger, sinking, seems to fall at any time, always being confused and struggling, self-deceiving, tacit, wanting to escape but Active attachment, an extremely intimate embrace, but separated by an insurmountable danger, a love that is clearly awake and has never deviated from the route, but the soul and spirit clearly seem to be falling.

Dark and pure, gloomy and gentle, beautiful and obscure.

The abyss is dark, but your faint light has seen him, so you walk in the darkness at night, and see the magnificent and mottled beauty in the grotesque cruelty.

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感谢在2020-06-1717:10:17~2020-06-2016:06:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 Sheng Ming;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Sheng Ming;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Sheng Ming 4; Y, Huan Peilinlang 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Shengming; 10 bottles of Zhanjin, Yun, Fu Shengfu, Qingyangwen, Jiang Jiang; 5 bottles of Nea/M len~, Fu Jingyang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!