Rib Flower [Ability]

This sentence was like the power of lightning and thunder. He Luo stayed there, his eardrums seemed to be shattered.

He opened his eyes wide in bewilderment, looked into the depths of the other person's eyes, and vaguely saw his own shadow in the mist that he would never be able to figure out, but he couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't be sure, feeling that he had become a The baby, like an idiot, has more difficulty understanding such simple words than any obscure riddle.

"What's the meaning?"

"You are different people. You are you."

Sayero lowered his head, his hair brushing against his cheek.He frowned, his lips trembled, like a heavy rusty lock suddenly opened a gap, "Ai Ling is Ai Ling...I have put him down."

Hero stared at him absent-mindedly, and his consciousness couldn't help gathering, penetrating his skull.The surroundings suddenly became completely silent, and a series of misty and vague voices came from the depths of Sayero's brain.

He closed his eyes carefully and listened, and when the converging breath fermented into a kiss, he suddenly heard clearly.

—Promise me, don't forget me..."Liar!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, pushed Sayero away, and his body slammed back due to excessive force. The glass crackled and shattered all over the floor, and he fell outwards unexpectedly, and was caught by a hand in time. He stretched his waist and dragged him back, but the base of his thigh was scratched deeply by a slanted glass shard, causing him to groan in pain.

Suddenly touched a hand of blood, Sayero immediately picked up the person in his arms, kicked open the top cover of the medical cabin with one foot, and put the person on it.

Helo was shaking with pain, and was placed on his back on a hard metal platform. He instinctively propped himself up on his elbows, but Sayero bent down to hold his shoulders, and untied his one-piece combat uniform with one hand and peeled it off.

"Don't touch me, I'll do it myself!"

He bent his knees and wanted to sit up, but the wound was torn as soon as he moved, and he gasped in pain. Sayero unconsciously remembered how he was struggling under him like a desperate little beast last night, his eyes were like the sunset It was as dark as a valley.Even if there is no evil flower, he is so eager to touch his little Eve, eager to peel off his sharp and charming reverse scales, to taste the heart that has been pricked by him.

He bent down and kissed his sweaty forehead, warning: "Don't move around, I'll disinfect it for you."

Helo couldn't hold back his strength, and struggled in vain for a few times before his hands were firmly clasped around his waist.

Breathing provocatively disturbed the side of the neck, ears and temples rubbed together, and the clothes were stripped to the waist by the big hands on the body, like the prelude to a violation.The feeling of being in and out suddenly hit, Helo clamped his legs tightly.

Sayero freed one hand to pull out the disinfection spray gun on the side of the medical cabin, and grabbed one of his ankles.

"Spread your legs," he ordered in a soft voice.

"Get out of the way, I'll do it myself." Helo opened his eyes in embarrassment, arched his back, sweat trickled from his temples to his slender neck, and his chest was soaked, but Sayero bent his knees and separated his legs without paying attention, Accept the disinfection airflow from the spray gun.The air flow converged into a liquid that adhered to the breach, turning into soft biological tissue that repaired the skin automatically, giving him the feeling of being licked by his tongue for a moment.

Helo couldn't help opening his eyes, and saw his sweetheart crawling under him in a dangerous and sexy posture, the lizard tattoo on his back seemed to be a living thing trying to get into his body, and he was shivering with shame.

A deformed and contradictory sense of excitement was forced into his bones at an inappropriate time, and he couldn't control his reaction.

He prayed not to be discovered by Sayero, but the moment Sayero put his pants on for him, his legs twitched and his abdomen tightened...

Released uncontrollably.

Helo covered his face helplessly, curled up his body, and the roots of his ears were so red that they were about to bleed.

It was so easy to hand over all my ugliness, flaws, and lust.

He loves him so much, so fragile, that there is no room for retaliation, but Sayero always deprives him of his dignity wantonly, as if treating a raised slave.

Sayero stared down at him, having the illusion that something had been broken for a moment.

"You didn't let him go...I know."

Helo heard his choked sobs overflowing from his fingers, and suddenly hated himself at this moment.But once that layer of mental defense that he tried his best to maintain was broken, he couldn't suppress any emotions, and poured out all his brains, as if overnight he became the child who was abandoned by the other party six years ago and was once replaced by depression.

Sayero was stunned for a moment, brushed away his drenched temples, hugged the boy he raised with his own hands, and comforted him in a lover's tone that he was not good at: "What are you thinking about?"

"Go away!"

All the bones in his body were brittle because of the tone. He Luo broke free from his arms, but was frightened by the sudden thunder.

Unknowingly, a large cloud of dark clouds accumulated outside the window, lightning split the stuck air, and torrential rain ensued.The fear that has been burned in his bones since childhood climbed into Helo's nerves. He covered his ears and stood there frozen. When Sayero stretched out his hand, he shrank into his arms like a footless bird returning to its nest. .

The deafening thunder seems to be able to obliterate all obstacles, and even the irreversible six years, Sayero felt that the person in his arms buried his head on his chest as before, shaking his collar with his hands, his heart collapsed, soft The raging swamp swallowed his whole heart, bit by bit.

"Don't be afraid... my brother is here."

Sayero opened his palms to cover the head of the man in his arms, and embedded his five fingers in his soft hair. He lowered his head and sniffed his breath like crazy, and the hand holding his chest tremblingly tightened, as if in the torrent of fate Clinging tightly to his piece of driftwood that can survive, a rootless vine climbs and grows on him, so helpless and so exhausted.

He couldn't help but think of when he took Helo out of the petri dish, he looked like a palm-sized baby, and an extremely thin hand was trying to hold his sleeve in the same way, and the fingertips as tender as onion roots were shining with stars .

That was the bioelectricity that allowed him to be born—but under the stimulation of lightning, it would cause the clones to have a fear that was close to dying, and their souls would be scattered.

"When you're not around... I'm so scared every time there's thunder."

The faint voice passed through his chest, but it was clearer than thunder, shaking Sayero's heart with severe pain.

"Afraid to think that I am going to die, feel like I am going to die, become a lonely soul and be exiled to hell. I am not afraid of death at all..."

"I'm afraid I wouldn't be there without you."

"I'm here." Sayero's eardrums buzzed, his ribs seemed to be cracked, and he could hardly hear what he was saying, as if he was in a dream, daring to take out everything unscrupulously, even if it was about to rot in the bottom of his heart .

He hugged him so hard that he wanted to rub him into the bones, Helo almost suffocated and raised his head, a kiss was imprinted on his forehead unexpectedly in the darkness, and slowly passed over the corners of his wet eyes , the tip of the nose, and finally branded on the lips.

Different from the beast-like aggression last time, Sayero kissed him from the shallow to the deep, as if tasting a glass of precious wine, picking up a pearl in the shell, taking his mind step by step, showing a strong possession in the restraint Desire, Helo's brain went blank and suddenly confused with the flickering lightning, hooked Sayero's neck, clumsily catered to his offensive, bit the tip of his tongue and sucked.

The canine teeth scratched the sensitive nerves of the tongue, triggering a series of electric currents, which swam across Sayero's scalp and went straight to his lower abdomen. Still clinging to his messy panting, like a fawn that has lost its way.

"It's too dangerous...Hello."

Sayero looked at him and whispered, not knowing whether to warn the other party or himself, it was all deceiving himself.

The anesthetic still suppressed his central nervous system, but the burning desire was still uncontrollable.