Dressed as a cannon fodder
Chapter 84 Resurrection
cold.
Cold deep into the bone marrow.
The person on the bed moved his frozen fingers, and it took a long time before he had the strength to support himself and sit up.
Although Langyue closed her eyes, she could clearly understand the slightest movement of the other party. She could only feel that the man? After sitting up, he didn't speak or move, as if the soul and body hadn't been fully connected yet, the whole person? Yes? Some blanks.
Langyue couldn't bear it anymore, raised her upper body, leaned over and put the weight on him, and there was joy in her voice: "You're back!"
This blow pressed Huosong so hard that he fell back, Huosong opened his mouth, and couldn't cough out the breath stagnant in his chest. He became hoarse for a long time, and suddenly turned sideways and retched.
His body? Terribly cold, he almost lost all consciousness, and he couldn't vomit naturally after vomiting for a long time? What, his limbs? Twitched unconsciously.
Langyue patted him on the back, snapped her fingers, and lit a handful of weak candles beside the bed.
—Even if neither of them? Can't see.
"Is there any other discomfort?" Langyue touched his thin back with protruding spines.
"..." Huo Song heard a familiar voice in his ear, pushed him away in silence, got off the bed with bare feet, stepped on the ground with a layer of shallow water, and listened to the echoing sound of the water. , Lift your feet and walk away.
His body? was already dead, but was forcibly revived by? at this time. It was difficult for him to coordinate his limbs. After walking a few steps, he was tripped by? himself, fell sideways, splashed half of his body, and stopped moving.
Langyue leaned on the side of the bed and listened to the movement with her lips curled up. After a long time, she walked over slowly and lifted her up by pinching her waist and supporting her shoulders: "Where do you want to go? Huh? You just woke up, how could you get down so fast?" Where's the bed?"
"Where is this?" Huo Song's voice was very low and hoarse, without any trace of the joy of being reunited after death.
"The stone room I built for you," Langyue slowly peeled off his wet clothes: "In order to preserve your body?"
"Preserve the body?..." Huo Song murmured, "How long has it been?"
"It should be? It's been a long time." Langyue's fingertips erupted? Black flames burned the underwear that had been removed from Huosong's body to ashes, and changed him into another dry suit.
Speechless for a while, Langyue leaned closer, the tip of her nose was almost touching Huo Song's, and she breathed lightly on the other person's face: "Is there any question? For example... why am I not dead... or, am I? What? brought you back to life?"
Huo Song didn't dodge or dodge, his expression? Indifferently: "No more," he asked back: "What do you want me to ask?"
A strange look flashed across Langyue's face, and she smiled halfway, "That's fine, save me some explanation."
Huo Song closed his eyes, obviously not interested in his so-called "explanation".
"It's too cold here," Langyue snapped her fingers, and the surrounding scene suddenly changed. "It's better to be outside the world." Outside the window, there is a world of people? In March, the grass grows and warblers fly, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.
But there is still a chill lingering between the two of them.
There was sunlight coming in through the gap between the window lattices, casting a ray on the back of Huosong's hand, his expression changed, and he leaned against the window sill: "Spring equinox?"
"Yes?" Langyue kicked off her shoes and climbed onto the couch, leaning behind him, "It just rained lightly last night."
The fire song didn't move, the warm orange sun intertwined his red hair with a gentle tone, and the person lying on the window sill? Time had worn away all the edges and corners, and buried all the scabs in the In the long river of time, he is no longer full of frank impulsiveness and straightforwardness like he was when he was young. He unscrupulously split all his emotions one by one and piled them up in front of the one he loves, looking up. Waiting for how the other party responds.
He seemed to have changed a lot as a matter of course, just sitting like this, with an indescribable paleness in his silence.Thousands of years of time? Killing can make a person? Unrecognizable.
Langyue touched that extremely beautiful red hair, curled up a lock with her fingers, and played with it carefully: "Do you know how long I've been looking for you?"
"do not know."
"I started following your trail ten thousand years ago."
"Really?" Huo Song remembered the weight of only half of his body left in his arms ten thousand years ago, the feeling of the world collapsing suddenly, and the fingers hanging by his side twitched unconsciously, "Then you Should be? Can't find mine."
Langyue squeezed out her throat? With a soft response, she rubbed her cheek against his back, "The lord hid you, so I've been looking for you for thousands of years."
"At that time, your goal has been achieved, so why come back to find me, a useless person who has no use value?"
Langyue narrowed her eyes, and buried her head on his back, absorbing the smell of this man: "Because... because... I later felt that I fell in love with you."
"Heh..." Huo Song laughed lightly and quickly, so fast? Langyue almost thought it was her own hallucination,
"you laughed?"
"Ah."
"why?"
"I just want to laugh."
Langyue's fingertips wrapped around the lock of hair, getting tighter and tighter.
"Don't laugh," he said, "you don't like this, I don't like it."
The author has something to say: Originally, after Chapter 82, I wanted to finish writing the ending within two or three chapters, but recently, the humble social animal suddenly has a lot of workload and no time to code words. I plan to finish this article before the end of the month, otherwise I will directly I'm bald, I want to be more every day, but my eyelids are always fighting, I can't live up to it (the macho is crying), I am really grateful to my friends who have supported me all the way here, but I didn't mean to get stuck here. Angels chirp chirp chirp chirp
Cold deep into the bone marrow.
The person on the bed moved his frozen fingers, and it took a long time before he had the strength to support himself and sit up.
Although Langyue closed her eyes, she could clearly understand the slightest movement of the other party. She could only feel that the man? After sitting up, he didn't speak or move, as if the soul and body hadn't been fully connected yet, the whole person? Yes? Some blanks.
Langyue couldn't bear it anymore, raised her upper body, leaned over and put the weight on him, and there was joy in her voice: "You're back!"
This blow pressed Huosong so hard that he fell back, Huosong opened his mouth, and couldn't cough out the breath stagnant in his chest. He became hoarse for a long time, and suddenly turned sideways and retched.
His body? Terribly cold, he almost lost all consciousness, and he couldn't vomit naturally after vomiting for a long time? What, his limbs? Twitched unconsciously.
Langyue patted him on the back, snapped her fingers, and lit a handful of weak candles beside the bed.
—Even if neither of them? Can't see.
"Is there any other discomfort?" Langyue touched his thin back with protruding spines.
"..." Huo Song heard a familiar voice in his ear, pushed him away in silence, got off the bed with bare feet, stepped on the ground with a layer of shallow water, and listened to the echoing sound of the water. , Lift your feet and walk away.
His body? was already dead, but was forcibly revived by? at this time. It was difficult for him to coordinate his limbs. After walking a few steps, he was tripped by? himself, fell sideways, splashed half of his body, and stopped moving.
Langyue leaned on the side of the bed and listened to the movement with her lips curled up. After a long time, she walked over slowly and lifted her up by pinching her waist and supporting her shoulders: "Where do you want to go? Huh? You just woke up, how could you get down so fast?" Where's the bed?"
"Where is this?" Huo Song's voice was very low and hoarse, without any trace of the joy of being reunited after death.
"The stone room I built for you," Langyue slowly peeled off his wet clothes: "In order to preserve your body?"
"Preserve the body?..." Huo Song murmured, "How long has it been?"
"It should be? It's been a long time." Langyue's fingertips erupted? Black flames burned the underwear that had been removed from Huosong's body to ashes, and changed him into another dry suit.
Speechless for a while, Langyue leaned closer, the tip of her nose was almost touching Huo Song's, and she breathed lightly on the other person's face: "Is there any question? For example... why am I not dead... or, am I? What? brought you back to life?"
Huo Song didn't dodge or dodge, his expression? Indifferently: "No more," he asked back: "What do you want me to ask?"
A strange look flashed across Langyue's face, and she smiled halfway, "That's fine, save me some explanation."
Huo Song closed his eyes, obviously not interested in his so-called "explanation".
"It's too cold here," Langyue snapped her fingers, and the surrounding scene suddenly changed. "It's better to be outside the world." Outside the window, there is a world of people? In March, the grass grows and warblers fly, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.
But there is still a chill lingering between the two of them.
There was sunlight coming in through the gap between the window lattices, casting a ray on the back of Huosong's hand, his expression changed, and he leaned against the window sill: "Spring equinox?"
"Yes?" Langyue kicked off her shoes and climbed onto the couch, leaning behind him, "It just rained lightly last night."
The fire song didn't move, the warm orange sun intertwined his red hair with a gentle tone, and the person lying on the window sill? Time had worn away all the edges and corners, and buried all the scabs in the In the long river of time, he is no longer full of frank impulsiveness and straightforwardness like he was when he was young. He unscrupulously split all his emotions one by one and piled them up in front of the one he loves, looking up. Waiting for how the other party responds.
He seemed to have changed a lot as a matter of course, just sitting like this, with an indescribable paleness in his silence.Thousands of years of time? Killing can make a person? Unrecognizable.
Langyue touched that extremely beautiful red hair, curled up a lock with her fingers, and played with it carefully: "Do you know how long I've been looking for you?"
"do not know."
"I started following your trail ten thousand years ago."
"Really?" Huo Song remembered the weight of only half of his body left in his arms ten thousand years ago, the feeling of the world collapsing suddenly, and the fingers hanging by his side twitched unconsciously, "Then you Should be? Can't find mine."
Langyue squeezed out her throat? With a soft response, she rubbed her cheek against his back, "The lord hid you, so I've been looking for you for thousands of years."
"At that time, your goal has been achieved, so why come back to find me, a useless person who has no use value?"
Langyue narrowed her eyes, and buried her head on his back, absorbing the smell of this man: "Because... because... I later felt that I fell in love with you."
"Heh..." Huo Song laughed lightly and quickly, so fast? Langyue almost thought it was her own hallucination,
"you laughed?"
"Ah."
"why?"
"I just want to laugh."
Langyue's fingertips wrapped around the lock of hair, getting tighter and tighter.
"Don't laugh," he said, "you don't like this, I don't like it."
The author has something to say: Originally, after Chapter 82, I wanted to finish writing the ending within two or three chapters, but recently, the humble social animal suddenly has a lot of workload and no time to code words. I plan to finish this article before the end of the month, otherwise I will directly I'm bald, I want to be more every day, but my eyelids are always fighting, I can't live up to it (the macho is crying), I am really grateful to my friends who have supported me all the way here, but I didn't mean to get stuck here. Angels chirp chirp chirp chirp
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