Ordinary People's Guide to Survival

Quanna is still dead.

The only family member also left him.

Madara Uchiha sat next to his brother's body all night, and when the first ray of morning light fell on the window, he took off his brother's eyes expressionlessly.

From now on, Quan Nai will watch the world with him.

Senjujuma sent Hoshimi back, Uchiha Madara said the first sentence these days, "Are you pitying me?"

His voice was hoarse and indistinguishable, exuding an indifference that repelled others thousands of miles away. If Mae Madara was high-spirited, with the freshness and detachment of a young man, Quanna's death completely transformed him, and his whole person looked deep and peaceful. The cold, inadvertently leaked aura is like an abyss that cannot reach the bottom, and others can no longer see the slightest hint of his heart from his expression.

Qianshou Zhujian pursed his dry lips and looked at his friend whose eyes were covered with bandages. As if he was afraid of disturbing something, he subconsciously lowered his volume, "Xingjian wants to come to you, so I will send him here."

Uchiha Madara remained motionless, as silent as a stone sculpture.

As soon as Hoshimi Pu left Hashirama's embrace, he rushed over, trembling his hands to touch Madara's bandaged eyes, but he was timid when he stretched out his hands in mid-air, opened his mouth, and squeezed out a few words, "This is, This is Quanna's..." Are the eyes right?

Madara finally moved, he held Hoshimi's hand accurately, and the temporary blindness did not affect his perception in any way.

Madara's hands were very cold, even colder than Hoshimi, whose body temperature was lower than normal all year round. Hoshimi wrapped his hands around that big palm, trying to bring a little warmth to the other party, but it didn't achieve the desired effect.

Can two people who are cold all over lean on each other make each other warmer?

Hoshimi lowered his eyes, suddenly opened the quilt at the corner and wrapped it around Madara, then stuffed himself into the man's arms, and wrapped himself with the corners of the quilt, the two wrapped each other up like a matryoshka doll, their bodies were tightly seamed without any gaps .

After all, he thought, it was warmer than being alone.

Madara let Hoshimi do what he did, and never resisted or took the initiative from the beginning to the end.

Hashirama hesitated on the spot for a while, Quanna's death was caused by Tomama, he knew that if the person standing in front of Madara was not himself but other Senshou clansmen, he would have been crushed by now.

Madara didn't want to see him now, and Senju Hashima knew this fact very well.

He was unwilling to leave like this, but looking at his decadent friend, Hashirama still couldn't rush forward to embrace each other like before, and told their ideals and aspirations without any grievances, and finally turned around and left without saying anything. When he was about to go out, he looked back at the two people who were embracing each other, and still couldn't help but let out a low sigh.

The door was gently closed, and the footsteps gradually went away, but the sigh lingered in the room, depression, guilt, regret may also contain other things, like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of the two.

At this time, the house became more and more empty.

I don't know how long it took, the arms that were loosely around Xingjian's waist slowly tightened, Madara lowered her head, and buried her face on the young man's thin shoulders, the white bandage was gradually wet, and it seemed as if she could see through the thick bright red. To those bloody, sad eyes.

Hoshimi hugged Madara back, and he said, "I can save Quanna."

The body under his hands suddenly became tense and stiff.

After a long time, a hoarse voice sounded, "What's the price?"

"Probably I'm going to die."

It would take a lot of divine power to bring the dead back to the human world. His dilapidated body couldn't bear that level of energy, and he would completely collapse on the spot. When the body couldn't cover the breath of the soul, he would be sucked back into the seal immediately.

One life for another, shouldn't it be considered disturbing the rules of life and death?

When the arm tightened, it hurt so much.

Hoshimi swallowed the pain from his mouth, silently waiting for Madara to make a decision.

"...I don't want you to die." But I also want Quan Nahuo.

Man, always so greedy.Uchiha Madara laughed at himself, Hoshimi was the only consolation he could get after losing Quanna, he couldn't imagine losing Quanna and then losing Hoshimi.

Uchiha Madara raised Hoshimi's chin, obviously unable to see his eyes at this time, but his fiery and paranoid eyes locked on the other party tightly, "Will you leave me?"

There was a faint sense of danger, as if if he said something wrong, he would be swallowed up by the other party, but he didn't want to lie to him...

Xingjian turned his eyes away, not looking at the blood-stained bandage, "My body won't last for a few years, so it's a good deal to exchange for Quanna's rebirth..."

The following words were blocked back, Madara clutched the light red lips fiercely, and invaded violently without any pity, he ignored the young man's pain and struggle, clamped the other side, and bit the soft, rusty lips hard. The taste filled between the lips and teeth of the two, he forced the other party to swallow all the blood and groans, and then started a new round of ravages.

Compared with the sweetness between lovers, this kiss is more like venting powerlessness before compromise.

See you, Liu Yuanxing, you are such a demagogic monster.

Uchiha Madara thought, forcing me to choose between my relatives and my lover, are you satisfied now?

The lovers who are connected with each other suddenly stopped responding to their love, and the relatives who swore to protect them also left first. Looking around, Uchiha Madara only saw the emptiness around him.

The two people who are on the top of my heart in this world, one betrayed him, and the other left him. Under the successive blows, the great pain made Madara fall into paranoia unconsciously. He wanted Hoshimi to feel his own pain .

Uchiha Madara tightly clamped the person in his arms, his eyes couldn't see but his other senses were magnified infinitely. He could imagine the shyness of the boy with tears in his eyes and blushing face at this time, his big rough hands caressing the cool and delicate cheeks, and At the same time, the bloody smell in the nostrils became stronger and stronger.

He could clearly feel the blood pouring out of his eyes and the icy coldness sliding down his cheeks. He kissed Xingjian's swollen lips. There was only a strong smell of rust between his mouth and mouth. The blood oozed out of the wound, as if it was a supreme delicacy, and it was immediately exchanged for the young man's violent struggle and intermittent cries of pain.

"I'm hurting... I'm hurting, please let me go... I'm not feeling well..."

It is impossible to let go of you, and it is impossible to let go of you in this life!

Of course, Uchiha Madara knew that the boy's body was about to collapse at this moment, and since Hoshi saw that monster flower on his back, he could no longer do whatever he wanted.

But he doesn't want to bear it now, why should he bear it!

The strong blood energy was almost to the point of choking, and it was estimated that Hoshimi's body should have reached its limit. Uchiha Madara drank the blood in Hashirama, and then gave it all to the boy without leaking. The blood-smeared lips moved closer to the other party's ear, and there was indescribable malice in the low-pitched laughter.

"Since I have chosen you, you are mine from now on, and you can only be mine from body to heart. Before I have fun..." Between ears and temples, the man's warm breath was like a snake spitting out letters, chilling The boy shrank from the cold.

He said, "How could you faint."

Since I am already in purgatory, how can you sit on the clouds alone?Even if I sink, I will take you with me!

Xingjian didn't know when he passed out, and when he woke up, the sun was just right outside.

He raised his hand with difficulty, and his fingertips just touched a ray of sunlight, which was warm and soft. At that moment, grievances welled up in his heart, and the tip of his nose became sore.

I wiped my eyes with my fingers, but there was no moisture at all.

Uchiha Madara opened the door and saw Hoshimi staring at his fingers in a daze. The boy was clearly lying there, but he had the illusion that the other party would disappear at any time.

Madara's head was blank, and when he came back to his senses, he had already held him tightly in his arms.

The body still had the memory of being treated roughly, Hoshimi shrank back unconsciously, Uchiha Madara's eyes deepened, and his strength was much lighter, but he didn't waver at all when he held the opponent's arm.

The person who is clearly on the cusp of his heart hurts the other person again and again. He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end it got stuck in his throat, unable to utter a single word.

Xing Jian lowered his eyes, did not struggle, and no longer took the initiative to get close.

The two were speechless.

After a while, Madara let go of her arms and stood up, her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, it could be seen that she hadn't spoken for a long time, "You, have a good rest." After saying that, he walked out.

Xing Jian looked at the back of the man, and at that moment he felt that this man was like a lone wolf walking alone between heaven and earth, extremely lonely and lonely, for some reason, he seemed to be pricked by a needle in his heart, a slight but real pain.

"spot!"

With a very soft sound, both of them stopped.

Xingjian wanted to ask, since he couldn't let Quanna go, why did he choose him?Since you chose him, why did you treat him like that?

In the end, what he said was: "I forgive you."

Uchiha Madara's hand grasping the door frame was hard, and sawdust floated down one after another. He didn't dare to look back, lest he would have auditory hallucinations.

Just when Ban was hesitating, the soft voice sounded again: "I forgive you."

Just like the sound of heaven.

Madara turned her head in disbelief, the young man sat up propped up, his delicate face became weaker and weaker due to paleness and sickness, a few strands of black hair stuck to his cheeks, and he wanted to let people push away the blackness and kiss him delicately, the sun was shining on him Plated with a layer of halo, the whole person is immersed in warm yellow.

Hoshimi smiled softly and warmly, illuminating the youth's gloomy eyes, Madara couldn't wait to rush over, but when he got to him, he hesitated, "...I'm sorry."

"I accept your apology, but there will be no next time."

Although I don't remember what happened after the day I was thrown on the battlefield by Madara, there was a voice in the hazy center telling Hoshimi that he stayed here because of Madara, so it's okay to tolerate the other's willfulness occasionally.

The boy took the initiative to reach out and hugged the man's thin waist, his cheeks were naturally rubbed against him, his demeanor was full of trust and dependence as always.

Uchiha Madara's hand stopped in mid-air for a moment before carefully stroking the long hair. Seeing that Hoshimi really didn't hide, he loosened his shoulders, and most of the anxiety in his eyes finally dissipated.

Feeling the soft and warm touch of the hair under the sun, Madara's melancholy has gradually disappeared.

The two sat and stood one by one, enjoying the good time in the afternoon.

Xingjian suddenly asked: "Don't you ask me how to save Quanna?"

Uchiha Madara was calm this time, "Will you tell me?"

"I don't want to lie to you." Hoshimi said, "I can't tell you what to do, but when my body can no longer support me, I will try to see if I can pull Quan Nai's soul back from the world of the dead."

You just need to stay with me, don't do unnecessary things!

"I have to leave anyway, and after that, I hope someone will be by your side."

The words that were supposed to stop him stopped abruptly, Uchiha Madara's eyes were deep, and he couldn't help kissing the boy's hair.

He murmured: "...Thank you." Thank you for coming to me.

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