Demon King's Mentor

"Sophist," Eastero looked at him, "have you ever asked me if I would like to live?"

"The remaining blue in your eyes makes me firmly believe..." Eric saw his vigilant and cowering look, he didn't dare to approach him again, and kept a safe distance, "I firmly believe that you are willing to live with me."

Estero fluttered his eyelashes, and raised his right wrist to him: "If you believe it, then why wear me a black mandala bracelet?"

"I don't want you to do something you'll regret," Eric said.

"Anything... Nothing makes me regret more than choosing you as my mentor!" Estero roared, "You think this thing can control me?" He said, "Even if I There's no way to untie it, and I'll break my own wrist!"

Seriously, he just snapped his thumb, and Eric rushed up, grabbed his hands, and pinned him on the bed.Estero felt a cold thing clasp his wrist, and when he raised his head, he saw that there were handcuffs on the head of the bed, and at this moment, his left hand was firmly stuck.

"Sorry, Esther," Eric sat on his thigh and pressed him, trying hard to clasp his right hand with the iron chain, "I don't want to do this to you either."

After the buckle of the iron chain was fastened, Eric tied the other end of the iron chain to his wrist. He looked at Eastero: "There is not only justice and evil, right and wrong, life and death in this world." death, there are still many people like me lingering on their last legs, who have no sense of honor, no reputation, and no family. Although they have made mistakes, they want to live as long as they have a chance to escape the sanction. Although this is disgusting, the world It’s just so filthy, it’s never black and white,” he lowered his eyes, “Even if it gets you dirty, I still want you to live, only being alive is everything to a person like me.”

"You're crazy..." Estero knew that he couldn't break free, and the thought of giving up on himself caused exhaustion to flood his body again. Before that, he hadn't slept for a long time. He looked at the iron that connected the two chain, eyes closed.

Erik tucked him in, kissed a tuft of blond hair that had fallen on the pillow, then pulled the blanket from under the bed and spread it on the floor.

In the past two years, he had prepared everything and lived like a year, but now, no matter what, he still found him and let him survive.The moonlight fell on the bed through the window, just looking at the undulating lines of the bed from bottom to top, Eric felt his heart was filled.

Eric didn't know when he fell asleep, but he was woken up by moans. The iron chain on his wrist was constantly being pulled. He immediately stood up and looked at East who was struggling on the bed. lo.

"Mother...Mother...don't!...Ah!"

"Esther!" Seeing his sweaty head, Eric immediately grabbed his shoulder and shook, "Wake up!"

"I'm sorry...please! Don't go, let me..."

"Esther!" Eric hurriedly undid the handcuffs on his left wrist, hugged him into his arms, and patted his cheek, "Wake up! Wake up!"

"Ah-! Don't-! Don't!"

In a burst of exclamation, Estero woke up, his eyes were lax, showing a fearful expression, trembling all over, clutching the bed sheet tightly, panting violently, and tremblingly murmured: "Don't, don't..."

He still hadn't recovered from the nightmare, and Eric turned his face, looked him in the eyes, and said to him, "Esther, look at me! Look at me!"

Estero was still struggling, his eyes couldn't focus, and he was gasping for breath: "Mother...Mother..."

"It's me," Eric looked into his eyes, but felt that his spirit was not in reality, he patted the young man's cheek anxiously, "I'm Eric, look at me, look at me, I ster!"

When Eastero gradually came back to his senses, Eric kissed him on the cheek and coaxed him gently: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here, you are my treasure, no one can hurt you, don't worry about it." Be afraid, don't be afraid..."

When Eastero avoided his kisses, Eric put his wrists back on the head of the bed. He unchained his wrists and brought a basin of water with some hot water from the stove. , wiped Estero's cheek with a damp warm towel.

The other party was surprisingly docile, letting the man wipe his neck, but suddenly, he grabbed Eric's wrist and looked straight into his eyes: "Kill me."

"No." Eric rejected him immediately.

"Living...it is too painful for me...every day, every minute, every second..." Crystal liquid flowed from Eastero's eyes, "Eric...this is really painful...I suffer No, I can't bear the torture of being alive..."

Seeing his tears, Eric's heart was about to break, and those persuasive words seemed so high-sounding at this moment, he had to hold him to make him feel that the other party would not disappear.

"Please..." Estero looked into his eyes, "Or you can untie this bracelet, let me erase all my memories, this body belongs to you, Eric, I give you my body , you can live with a brand new me, he will be happy, smile at you, treat you as the whole world, and love you with all his heart.”

"Stop talking..." Eric pushed him away.

"I promise not to do anything else, just erase my memory." Eastero held his face, "I promise."

"Stop it!" Eric hit the edge of the bed with his fist, "Esther, do you think you won't hurt me by saying something like this?" His green eyes were filled with pain, "Everything will be fine, Give me time, give me a year, if you still don't want to live, I will die with you."

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