[Double North] Fate

Perhaps everyone was thinking about the upcoming weekend, and the shooting unexpectedly ended early.It was not completely dark when he hurried home.The gray sky, which seems to be between evening and night, is a feature of winter around [-] o'clock in the afternoon.

Walking into the entrance, the light in the house is dark, but the lights have not been turned on yet.The pages of the books pasted around are hidden, and only a weak magical reaction can be felt; the roses in the large and small flower pots distributed in the living room are still blooming, a little here and there is a little warm red.Guessing that the other party should be resting, he quietly approached the sofa.The blankets were neatly folded in a stack on the back of the sofa.

Why don't you put on a blanket... He thought, but he was afraid that the act of putting on the blanket would wake him up, so he just crouched down with his knees hugged and looked straight at the sleeping face.

Breathe quietly and evenly.His eyelashes are long and slender, trembling slightly in the air with the ups and downs of his chest, like a few silky feathers stretched side by side on a newly grown feather of a chick out of the nest.He can't see it when he's asleep—when he smiles, the corners of his eyes can't hide the iconic curved wrinkles, which are deep and long, but unique and amiable.His eyes continued to look down, his lips were extremely light in color, like the color of his skin, the flesh was reddish to white, thick and full but always a little dry, covered with lip lines.Staring at the slightly moving lips for a long time, he looked away as if trying to avoid remembering something.

The blood stains on the clothes have been cleaned up by magic.The person on the sofa clasped his arms across his chest, his legs were tensely closed and shrunk, and he was about to form a hamster ball.Looking at such a lonely, cold, and insecure sleeping position, he couldn't help but call out: "Caster?"

The opponent was motionless.

Suddenly realizing his mistake in addressing, he corrected himself, and called the sleeping person softly again: "...Sasha?"

sleep soundly.

He had to admit that even if he returned to work, the thoughts that had been hovering in his mind could not be completely faded away.He tried his best and strictly demanded that he uphold professionalism to complete quality work; but as long as his concentration was slightly lowered, the incident that just happened not long ago would occupy his thinking.

girl.minced meat. ……Injuried.kiss.

Then he forced himself to squeeze out these mixed and intertwined pictures, the muddy emotions that were pushed out of his mind like mixed paints with incompatible hues.Only the fact remained in his mind: a living person died in such a tragic way before his eyes, and Caster was protecting him from the severe poison and serious injury, and he supplemented Caster's magic power in order to speed up Caster's recovery.All this happened too quickly and too naturally.

The fragments of the event piece by piece fit together in perfect logic.But what he experienced was not the case.Regarding Caster's behavior of protecting him with his body, as a master and magician, he should remain rational and calm, and he was angry to the point of being unreasonable.And when adding magic power to Caster, he is also an ordinary person who should consider universal concepts, and he accepted the transgressive and absurd way without thinking, without feeling obvious disgust.

He explained to himself that perhaps it was because he understood the rules of the magic world and refused to give up his identity and viewpoint as an ordinary person that he became a combination of many contradictory attitudes.

What about Caster?Jokingly said "Kissing a man is disgusting", but his face was very relaxed, as if what happened just now was nothing to him to make a fuss about.

He shook his head, pushing the details of the situation out of his mind again.It is enough to be able to analyze and explain your behavior reasonably, and don't think about more irrelevant things now.The important thing is to think about what strategy should be adopted so that Caster and himself can survive in this holy grail war that does not follow the rules.Right now Caster still needs a period of rest due to his injury, thinking of this made his chest tighten, and the breath he exhaled was also shaken like his heart.

He got up and spread the blanket over his body, hesitating for a while, but still approached quietly.

"What are you doing, you want to take advantage of me while I'm asleep." The lazy voice from the state of just waking up came from a very close distance, which scared him off balance, and he fell back and sat on the living room carpet.

"...If you wake up, just say it! I thought you were still asleep, so I wondered if it would be better to replenish some magic power." The Master retorted loudly.

Sa Beining sat up and grabbed two handfuls of hair: "This is not the reason why you want to kiss me secretly, Mr. He. Class is over? Are you not in trouble?"

"Believe it or not, the biggest trouble I have encountered is you." The master curled his lips and walked away without wanting to talk to him.

Sabine watched him run away and started to laugh secretly again.Even a Sleeping Servant has sharper perceptions than a human being, and he knows his Master is home when the door is opened by the key the owner of the dwelling has, and the latch clicks pleasingly to him.Both the mind and the heart were mobilized flexibly, eagerly looking forward to the arrival of the other party.

So why had he been looking at his sleeping face for so long before trying to wake him up?The meaning of this tiny movement may not even be clear to the Master himself.Sa Beining didn't want to characterize these trivial matters on his own behalf; he was just in a good mood.When the Master crouched down and tilted his head to look at him, he pretended to be asleep and quietly stared into his eyes.There is a trace of confusion in the plain eyes, watery, clear and lovely, like a newborn deer in the forest curiously looking at the outside world that has never been seen before.

Those eyes seemed to be asking: Sa Beining, who are you?Who are you to me?

"Sarah, I'm hungry! If you wake up, don't lie on the sofa, come and help me cook!" Just as he was thinking about it, the owner of those eyes shouted unlovably from a distance in the kitchen .

Sa Beining quickly switched his broadcast status to the children's channel, and jumped up from the sofa: "Okay, Mrs. Sa! No problem, Mrs. Sa—"

There was the sound of pots and pans falling from the kitchen.Sa Beining panicked, and rushed in: "I'm just kidding, what did you drop--" Looking at the kitchen, things did fall all over the floor, but the master didn't intend to drop them on purpose.Sabine's silly joke about the appellation was only one of the reasons that made the other party frown, and the more important reason was something else.

"I didn't say it, Mr. He. You are not tall, why do you have to go to the top cabinet without stepping on a stool? If you want to get dried fungus, please tell me, and I will get it for you."

"Teacher Sa, if you are capable, take off your shoes for me before you say this. By the way, you have to take them off if you don't want to. Don't step on the wooden floor of my house with high heels. Go to the door and change your pair of slippers!"

The master counterattacked casually, and Sa Beining was dumbfounded.The other party waved his arm and pointed outward, and Sa Beining walked towards the shoe rack in desperation.When he came back after changing his slippers, the dried fungus was already neatly placed on the table.The Master wearing an apron turned around and glared at him intentionally, this time with those watery deer eyes he said viciously: Sa Beining, you are not much taller than me.Use your hands to chop chopped green onions!

The two worked in the kitchen for a long time and had a simple dinner.Then the master moved the materials at hand from the study to the front of the TV for the first time, and sat next to Sa Beining.

"Yo? Are you interested in studying yourself with me today?" Sa Beining was choosing a replay program on the TV, hesitating between the master's weekday and rest day programs.

"You read yours, I'll read mine. I'll come out to change the environment," the master opened the heavy folder in his hand, "I'll discuss tomorrow's affairs after I finish this book."

"Oh. Thank you for your kindness to accompany me." Sa Beining narrowed her eyes with a smile.

The other party stopped talking, and Sa Beining chose the program and turned down the volume of the TV.Before finishing an episode, his shoulders suddenly sank.Sa Beining looked over in surprise, the master closed his eyes and fell on his shoulders, and all the materials in his hand were scattered on the ground.The knock woke him up again, he shook his head, sat upright cross-legged and rubbed his eyes.

"I'm tired, rely on me to rest for a while." Sa Beining said.

"Well, it's okay. I'll watch it later." The master muttered, the upper and lower eyelids were obviously fighting, and they were impatient to merge into one.

"You can't see it even if you hold on like this."

"I... have to read this, and then think about the plan to deal with the other servants. I need to stay awake."

Sa Beining sighed, and paused the video on the TV, and the screen just stopped at the scene where the master was chatting with the guests in high spirits.He faces him sideways, and the subject of the picture himself is right in front of him at this moment, completely listless like a frost-beaten eggplant.

"Man, you have to rest when you are tired. You recorded the program during the day, experienced a battle in the middle, and watched the data at night. Although I need to replenish my magic power to recover today, my magic power comes from you. Said In the end, all the fatigue will eventually pile up on you. Don’t force yourself all the time, okay?”

"Sasa..." the Master murmured, wondering if he had listened to his strict education.

"I think we've all worked hard today, so we might as well go to bed early and talk about it tomorrow when we go out. Mr. He, I should reciprocate you if you watch TV with me. I'll sleep with you, okay?"

However, the Master couldn't even hold himself up to listen to Sa Beining's words soberly, and fell straight to one side, about to fall off the sofa.Sa Beining quickly stood up and helped her up, and took advantage of the situation to pick up the other party, carried her to the bedroom and stuffed her into the bed skillfully.

Like the other male owner of this residence, he went back to the sofa and sorted out the master's information, went to the entrance and turned off the light in the living room, checked whether the doors and windows of the house were closed, and then returned to the bedroom in the dark, lying on the Master covered his side with his blanket.The quilt belongs to the master alone, without his consent, Sabinin can't get in and share his space by himself.Although he doesn't mind sharing the same quilt with the Master - but now it feels just right to be pressed on the spare quilt beside him.

As soon as I fell asleep, I heard the Master asking in the dark: "After I passed out on the plane yesterday, did you also...bring me back like this."

He thought to himself, the Master had already fallen asleep when he was talking to himself last night.So he said, "I brought you back. I haven't apologized to you for making you pass out."

The space in the room was filled with silence again.The dim moonlight could not allow Sabine to see the other person clearly, but he clearly outlined the outline in his heart, soft and obedient black hair, fair complexion, slightly smaller face shape and slender and handsome facial features for men , and the slender and moist lips that are often bitten and pursed by him when he is holding back a smile.

Master moved under the quilt.After a while, I heard his voice: "Mr. Sa, the wound on your back...does it still hurt?"

"Good morning, the pain is gone."

"Yeah, yawn. It doesn't hurt... that's good." He yawned.

"Rest now, we have to go out tomorrow."

"Going out? Ah, yes, I want to take you to buy clothes... I remember it, Mr. Sa, I will remember it well. I will go shopping with you tomorrow..." The voice of the master murmured again, it seems People have wandered on the boundary of dreaming.Sa Beining thought he was cute, so she quietly moved her nest and got closer, only then could she see the Master's half-closed eyes and drowsy expression in the dark.

"Baby He, are you finally going to sleep?" The ending sound was replaced by air currents, and he tentatively asked and coaxed.

"No, I'm still awake," the Master suddenly opened his eyes wide, stubbornly resisting sleepiness, "To buy clothes tomorrow, do you have any styles you want?"

Sa Beining responded helplessly: "Mr. He likes to see what I wear and I will buy it."

"Well...then formal attire. You must be suitable for formal attire. Black suit, white shirt, black leather shoes. What color to choose for the tie? One color, lively without stripes..."

Having said that, there is no sound.Sa Beining thought he had finally fallen asleep, and kindly lifted the quilt up for him.Reaching out his hand, he pulled the other party out of the light sleep.

"Sasha, I don't want to sleep."

He stared straight at his eyes that were about to close, and gently patted the quilt with his hands like coaxing a child to sleep: "If you don't rest, I won't chat with you anymore. The more you chat, the more you won't sleep."

After struggling quietly with drowsiness alone for a while, he finally couldn't resist the exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep.Seeing that the master was fast asleep, Sa Bening went to get his cell phone, and only then remembered that this old cell phone couldn't take pictures while holding it in his hand.It was a pity that he couldn't take pictures of such a rare sleeping face, and at the same time he remembered one thing he needed to do.

He opens the address book.Select the remark name, "Dear Master-He Jiong".

Amended to, "My dear - He Jiong".