God forbids me to fall in love

……

How could this be? !

Moen only had this powerless sentence in his mind.

He looked down at the "unreachable" ground through the window, took half a step back with a pale face, and immediately walked forward, looking down again masochistically.

exactly the same...

The scene below was exactly the same as in the dream, with thorns and swamps everywhere, and the ruins of the tower.

Even the sky here is a dull gray.

Moen's hand holding on to the window sill hung down, turned around and fell to the ground.

He couldn't figure out how the people he got along with day and night would suddenly change their appearance, but he knew that if Wei was just an ordinary human being, it would be impossible to do this anyway.

The memory of being "abducted" in the dormitory is still vivid, and he woke up to appear in the tower in his dream.

At first he thought it was because the dream hadn't ended, until the five senses reminded him that everything was real.

It's ridiculous to say that he was imprisoned by Wei.

The activity area is reduced to a room, except for the lack of a pair of shackles, everything is no different from imprisonment.

Moen's mind went blank. In this room, apart from the opening of the window, there was also a door that was blocked by layers of chains.

Even jumping from a window and jumping off a high tower to commit suicide is more persuasive than cracking an iron door to escape.

Why did Wei do this to him?

At that time, he had pondered over the phrase "I have fulfilled your wish, how could you leave me" more than a hundred times, but firstly he didn't know what that wish was, and secondly, he never had the intention of leaving Wei. Intention, everything happened too suddenly.

Who is Wei?

Combined with Wei Wei's bizarre way of appearing in the rescue of the survivors, and the experience of Nelly's team witnessing the surrender ceremony of the demons in Little Guisdan City, plus the black substance that was last seen before being blindfolded, these three clues have actually made a mess. Moen had an answer in his mind.

But he didn't want to believe the 90.00% guess, he just wanted to hear Wei's own answer.

If it is negative, then he will definitely choose to trust the other party.

However, since Wei trapped him here, he himself has never appeared, and Moen had no choice but to find someone to ask him.

Moen ordered himself to calm down, but the blood in his whole body was surging restlessly, and all kinds of complicated emotions flooded wantonly, and he could no longer rationally analyze what he should do now is the right thing to do.

Looking at the luxurious retro-style bench in front of him, he felt uncomfortable all over, so he stood up and kicked it over.

The sound of the chair falling to the ground echoed in the room, and he gasped heavily and stood back by the window.

He was not such a violent person before, but Wei's long absence made him feel strangely wronged and angry.

In fact, the breeding of these two emotions is also abnormal. According to common sense, he should panic and panic now, because he is facing an unknown danger.

But Moen subconsciously felt that it was impossible for him to be harmed.

This discovery made him even more uncomfortable, and he laughed mockingly.

Laughing at himself, facing Wei who had done such a thing, he still regarded him as the source of his sense of security.

Moen pursed his lips and put his hands on the window sill, leaning half of his body out.

He was trying to take a few breaths of air outside the window to relieve the heavy depression in his heart. After feeling that the air outside was also damp and sticky, he was about to retract his body, but before he could move, a person had quickly embraced the She grabbed his waist and carried him back to the center of the room.

"dimension!"

Moen excitedly grabbed the arm of the person in front of him, and just as he called the name, the rest of the words were still piling up in his throat, but he lost the chance to say it.

Wei hugged him expressionlessly, and cut off a hand knife.

All the actions took place in less than a second, and Moen didn't even have time to be shocked. There was a sudden pain in his head, his open mouth and eyes closed again, and he fell into Wei's arms exhausted.

"Even if you die, do you want to run away from me?"

Wei's eyes were fixed on the gray sky outside the window, his expression was very flat, but there was some indelible sadness in it.

He had been standing outside the door, trying to give Moen time to accept him.

Until he saw the other party throw half of his body out of the window through the iron gate that was useless to him.

This place is high in the sky, jumping down will only lead to death, I am afraid that even the bones will be smashed to pieces.

Even so, she still wanted to leave him.

Wei Wei's pale finger bones gradually exerted strength, and he hugged Moen's body tightly, as if wanting to melt people into his own body.

His eyes began to surge darkly, and layers of black mist overflowed from his body. One second before the matter obeyed its owner's heart and wrapped Moen's body, Wei made a move.

He put Moen on the bed and slowly fell to the floor.

In other words, the body belonging to Wei fell to the ground.

The body that was still alive a second ago turned into a rotting corpse in an instant, and disappeared into this space surrounded by black streamers, as if it had never existed.

At the same time, another figure appeared.

The man looked down at Moen who was in a coma, and let a few wisps of black mist enter the person's body along Moen's seven orifices.

absorbed, absorbed.

He raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, sat on the edge of the bed and waited quietly.

Waiting for Moen, who loves him deeply and will never leave him, to wake up from his dream.

Itchy.

It looked as if someone's hair was hanging down his face.

Moen opened his eyes, his eyes were full of ignorance and confusion.

He woke up on a big soft bed, seeing the dark ceiling, before he had time to look around, he saw a person who looked like a god.

The other party had extremely long black hair and was wearing a high-quality holy white robe. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at him tenderly, and raised his hand to straighten the messy hair on his forehead.

For some reason, Moen felt that black hair was a bit of an eyesore.

They were supposed to be white gold, a brighter color that shone brighter in the sun.

"Moen, who am I?"

The man asked in a soft and gentle tone.

Moen's pupils were a little dizzy, and he couldn't answer a word with his mouth closed.

The other party chuckled, swept his cold fingers from Moen's face, stopped on his lips, and nodded.

"I'm Vernes, your lover."

Moen nodded blankly, raised his hand to hold the long black hair hanging on his neck, the hair passed through his fingertips, he stroked them affectionately twice, brought them in front of him and kissed them cautiously go down.

Then he looked up at Vernes, his eyes full of expectation, as if he was waiting for the other party's approval.

"Moen, who am I?" The other party asked slowly again.

"You are Vernes, you are my lover." Moen sat up from the bed and threw himself on him.

He tightly hugged Vernes' waist with both arms, buried his head in his arms, and rubbed against him.

He really likes the person in front of him and the smell of him.

Vernes embraced Moen's back with one hand, stroked Moen's hair, and said in a low voice, "Good boy."

In his eyes, the smile is even bigger.

Without waiting for his next instruction, Moen had already hooked the other's neck and moved his face closer.

"Vi, kiss me, will you?"

His eyes are already extremely agile, and there are indulging and longing in them, which are all expressions of pure love.

Vernes' Adam's apple twitched.

His eyes flickered and his breathing quickened suddenly.

But when Moen's face got closer and closer to him, he couldn't help taking a step back.

As a result, Moen, who was sitting on the bed, was led by him to lean under the bed.

At the moment before the person fell, Vernes lifted the other person's waist, supported Moen's buttocks with his hands, and hugged the person in his arms.

The distance became closer, and Moen kissed his Adam's apple "invisible" in the next second.

Vernes froze in place.

"These are things lovers should do, right?"

The person in his arms raised his head, licked his lips, and asked in a humming voice.

"……Correct."

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