and prince

I'm looking for his happiness, I only hope that this entanglement can really have an ending with us..."

In that secluded paradise, there lived a pair of brothers...

──END──

Extra

Canghai Festival Fleeing Year One

He is the soul that came through by accident, possessing the body of the overlord of the world...

I have what I dreamed of.

But they keep meeting people and things that are destined to be unavoidable.

The world, lover, life...

"Boss, do you think this day will change again?"

"Qualification? Believe? Oh, just because I am Cang Shen Nuo."

"The taste of tea also changes."

"What about people's hearts?"

"It's the most fickle thing."

The world is like a clockwork machine, running on a predetermined track.

In some gesture of despair, until destruction, or rebirth.

According to the progress of human beings now, destruction is certain. As for whether there will be rebirth, how many people can be sure?

He is just a college student who goes to school and works day after day, and his life is as plain as white water.

His life is like a videotape that keeps playing the same content every day.

No matter how ambitious he is, no matter how much talent he has, he will be washed away by this life like detergent.

Pulling the backpack on his body, he stood helplessly on the side of the road and waited for the red light to count down the seconds. Sometimes he even wondered what is the meaning of such a life?

"Duan Chengwen!"

The voice of a classmate calling for him came from behind him, and the moment he turned around, he felt the ground shaking.

At this moment, the originally gloomy sky is more like being smashed down and stained with thick ink, and the ink spreads out in the clouds at an extremely fast speed.

Dark clouds oppressed the earth, and in the clouds were lightning and rumbling thunder and lightning.

Before he had time to think about the current situation, his attention was repeatedly attracted by the shaking of his feet.

It's an earthquake!

These two words flashed through my heart uneasy. Although I knew that this area was located at the junction of continental plates, how could I have imagined that the earthquake was faster and stronger than the originally released measurement!

The surrounding high-rise buildings began to slowly collapse under the vibration of the continental plate, and the city that was originally as quiet as a windless lake exploded in an instant.

In less than a minute, the atmosphere and sound in this space became infinitely noisy and oppressive.

Car accident, stampede, cold blood, indifference, panic, pushing.The ugly side of human nature is revealed at this time.

Looking at the things in front of him, he raised the corners of his mouth indifferently.

Although this day was like boiling water, he didn't intend to end his life just like this in the earthquake, so he took steps and ran towards the open place.

Fortunately, this place is almost a suburb, and there are not many high-rise buildings.

A female scream came from beside her, and she turned around reflexively, only to see a little girl covered by stone bricks that were about to fall, while her mother stood helpless and could only scream.

Before his head gave instructions, his body took steps first instead.

He jumped at the little girl and pushed the little girl to the side of the open space.But he didn't have time to avoid being hit by the falling stones and mud bricks and lost consciousness. He only felt that he touched something sticky and suspected to be blood, and felt that something was slowly floating out of his body.

Consciousness gradually became blurred, the vision in front of him gradually darkened, the range of vision that could be seen gradually became smaller, and the heavy eyelids finally closed uncontrollably.

Unexpectedly, he has extra kindness...

There was darkness in front of him, and he was deeply trapped in a certain space, deeply fused with the darkness.

He was struggling powerlessly to get out of the current predicament, but it seemed very difficult, his limbs seemed to be tightly bound by something.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and gradually the restraint of the limbs began to disappear, and I felt that the body could move.

At this moment, a white spot appeared in front of his eyes, and he walked forward a few steps to find that it was a light source to his surprise!

He ran towards the light source and flew away.

There is some confusion in thinking, I just feel that all the things in my head are squeezed together and become complicated and disordered.

The wailing and crying of those people in the earthquake seemed to be lingering in my ears.

The last memory stays in the huge pain in the body covered by stones, the body trembled and opened the eyes, what the sight touched was a blurry scene.

Slowly blinking his eyes, everything in front of him gradually became clear.Some sluggishly looking at the bright yellow bed net made him sure that the place where he was lying now was a big bed.

The body has no consciousness, is it disabled in the earthquake?Or is it that he is dead now, and even if he is rescued under such circumstances, he will still be in a vegetable state.

There is some despair and some unwillingness. Although he said that he has never regretted saving the child, but thinking about how much he will spend in bed in the future, he still has the idea of ​​simply dying. The most unbearable thing he can bear is boredom.

He let out an inaudible sigh, and then felt something move around him.

With a little difficulty, he cast his gaze to look at something that moved around him, and what he saw was the top of a person's head.His face could not be seen, only the long black hair hanging down the edge of the bed.

woman?wrong!It's a man!

Regardless of whether it is a man or a woman, seeing a large living person lying on his body like this will still be somewhat frightened.Although he didn't scream out of fear, he kicked him off the bed reflexively.

After that kick went out, he realized that he hadn't turned into a vegetable.

Slowly gaining five senses from his dull body, he propped himself up and looked around the room.Was he rescued to the ancient studio?This place... is completely out of the architectural style that should exist in the 21st century. The large hand-carved bed covered by bright yellow bed nets, and the surrounding furnishings are all ancient things.

Not even the slightest hint of civilized society.

Leaving aside the issue of the environment, the main issue now is the people he kicked down, right?Could he be the one who was rescued from the earthquake and let him share the same bed with me because of insufficient rescue facilities?If that's the case, his kick would be too embarrassing.

Wait... Some belatedly felt something was wrong with his body, and he looked down at his body.

Naked is nothing, but why is there nothing on the body except some seemingly old knife wounds?He's pinned down, isn't he?How come there are no wounds, and these are not his wounds at all?What's going on!

I was a little crazy in my heart, but the expression on my face was the same indifferent expression as before.He looked at the person who was kicked off the bed, and seemed to feel that the answers to all the questions lay in this person.

Immediately after being kicked out of the bed, the man tensed up and knelt beside the bed, waiting for the person on the bed to speak.

This time it was his turn to be puzzled, he, Duan Chengwen, had never been given such a big gift before at his age.

"What are you doing?" The voice in his throat was also different from his own voice in his memory.

The person kneeling under the bed kept his head down all the time, and only now did he see the little bruises on that person's body.Those marks are from hickey marks and bites... Some inexplicable speculations in my heart might be caused by him?Although it was absurd, he just felt that way.

"Head up." A cold, temperatureless voice sounded in the silent room.

Hearing his voice, the man slowly raised his head, revealing an immature and slightly green face of a young man, with panic and bewilderment written in his eyes.The long black hair was scattered on the young man's shoulders, and he just casually looked at the skin touched by bruises and bruises.

What is the identity of the person kneeling in front of him?

Or... what kind of identity does he have now, because now he is almost sure that this body is not his.

"Patriarch..." The voice was slightly hoarse and dry, and the boy's eyes never left his face the moment he raised his head.

The boy didn't seem to know what mistake he had made, but the other party was the patriarch, the god of this place, and a powerful person who could influence this era.As long as he is willing, it is not impossible to cause a war between countries... He is just an insignificant member of the Cang clan, what qualifications does he have to ask the patriarch?

Hearing the young man call his name, he was obviously taken aback.

Patriarch?Can he yell out what's going on now.Since he was treated like this, does it mean that his current status is very honorable?

What he needs now is to be alone and think things through.

"Go down." He waved his hand casually, which seemed natural, but he didn't know how awkward he was.

When the boy stood up, his body shook for a moment. He saluted in his direction, then reached out and took the clothes from the chair, hugged them in his arms, and walked out backwards.When he saw that the boy was out of sight, he rolled over and got off the big bed.He took the gown from one side and put it on indiscriminately, and began to look at the place slowly.

After looking around, all he could say was the four words antique.

He has already accepted the fact that there is no modern civilization in such a space.

He inadvertently caught a glimpse of the bronze mirror on one side, and the person reflected in it was definitely not him.

No, at least not him in the 21st century, not Duan Chengwen's body!

The person reflected in the mirror, like black hair soaked in ink, is particularly abrupt in contrast to the dim room, with profound facial features and a handsome face full of vigor and vigor, just standing there without speaking or moving