Waste material cannon fodder, he just wants to survive!

Boss learned from the housekeeper that Ran Heming was taken away by Em. He stood on the balcony on the second floor, cut open his palm, and blood dripped on the ground. He wanted to use blood surgery to find Ran Heming's location.

A few minutes passed, but the bat he arranged next to the other party was not with Ran Heming. Boss opened his eyes, and his eyes were dark. Someone cut off the bond between him and the little guy.

In the world, there are only elves who are born with light who can destroy blood clan blood art.

Heh, I didn't expect the elf who had been hiding in the forest for many years to come out from the depths of the forest, and even captured his people. It seems that he has to go to that place.

Boss sucked the blood from his palm and walked randomly to the third floor, all of which was clearly seen by the butler standing in the dark.

In the depths of a forest in the westernmost part of Audley City, this is a secret place. There is no river in the forest, and there are lush flowers and plants growing around the river.

And in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers not far from the river, there is a bed abruptly, with a pink curtain wrapped around the bed.

In the middle of the bed lay a young man quietly, it was Ran Heming who Boss could not find.

When Ran Heming woke up, he found himself lying on a dreamy bed, surrounded by a pink mosquito net, which should be a mosquito net or not, because this thing looks too much like a mosquito net.

Although he doesn't know what a mosquito net is at all now, he subconsciously thinks that this thing is called a mosquito net.

Ran Heming got up and found that he was wearing silk robe pajamas.

And he was covered with a velvet quilt, which was also pink, with a few pink roses embroidered on it.

Ran Heming didn't know why he was sleeping here. He felt that he shouldn't be here. He lowered his eyes and looked at the roses on the quilt. In his memory, there seemed to be a person who liked to stand in the rose garden and trim the flowers meticulously.

He lifted the mosquito net, put on the shoes beside the bed, and found that the bed was placed in the sea of ​​flowers in the forest, and flowers of various colors bloomed brilliantly.

Seeing this delicate and dreamy scene, Ran Heming was stunned, and looked at Huahai in a daze.

He just got up and Em didn't know when he appeared in his field of vision. He was playing with some birds, and they were flying freely over the sea of ​​flowers.

He couldn't bear to break this beautiful scene, the sound of birdsong and Em's laughter made Ran Heming feel happy too.

A young man with short blond hair was sitting on the bed with a smile on his face. He was wearing white pajamas, sitting on the bed surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers, like an angel with broken wings.

Em was pleased by this scene, he thought that his elder brother was indeed his angel with broken wings, and his brother who could not fly could not leave this secret forest by himself.

As long as he doesn't let the other party go, then one day he will fall in love with himself.

"Joe, you're awake, did you sleep well?"

"Very good." Ran Heming answered Em's words obediently.

Looking at the other party's bright smile, he always felt as if he had forgotten something, what exactly was it?

"Is Joe hungry?" Em continued.

Ran Heming tilted his head and thought for a long time before slowly answering: "I seem to be hungry."

Em brought prepared food for the other party, which was fresh fruit and bread.

Ran Heming looked at the food in the basket, raised his head and asked:

"Is there no milk?"

He thought there should be a glass of milk, and then... what else?

Ran Heming tried hard to recall, but his head seemed to be filled with a lot of cotton, it was white and chaotic, just the fact that it looked like milk made him very troubled.

Em noticed that something was wrong with Ran Heming, and the smile on his face was a bit stiff, but he quickly reacted, and said to Ran Heming: "I forgot to prepare milk for Joe, after all, Joe told me yesterday that he was tired of drinking milk."

Seeing Aim's embarrassed expression, Ran Heming believed Aim's words, and firmly believed.

He smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I seem to have lost my mind."

Although he said this, deep down in his heart he felt that things should not be like this, but he didn't know what was wrong.

"Joe still want me to feed you?"

Aim's words made Ran Heming subconsciously feel that he was being fed by the other party before eating, and Ran Heming, who had doubts in his heart, directly followed the other party and said, "Yes."

Em broke apart the bread and fed it to Ran Heming bit by bit, and the other party opened his cherry lips and bit the bread he handed over affectionately.

Relying on his own appearance, Em felt unprecedented satisfaction in his heart.

This day Ran Heming was in the doubt of whether he had forgotten something, and finally at night, when fireflies began to dance in the forest, Ran Heming asked Aim.

"Em, did I forget something?"

Aim waited for a whole day before Ran Heming asked him this question. He had been observing whether he succeeded all day, but judging from the other party's current appearance, there was a high probability that he was unsuccessful.

"Does Joe really want to listen?"

Seeing Aim's reaction, Ran Heming thought in his heart that he really forgot something.

"Listen." He nodded seriously.

"The brother wants to look me in the eyes."

Ran Heming looked seriously into Aim's eyes obediently, his shadow was clearly reflected in those white pupils, and then he heard the other party say: "Joe is my lover."

After saying this, Ran Heming blinked his eyes, closed his eyes, and fell into the opponent's arms.

Em hugged the person who fell in his arms, with regret in his eyes, he knew what he did was wrong, but he really liked his brother, and he couldn't control it.

After Ran Heming woke up, he forgot what happened yesterday, and acted more clingy to Aim.

But this kind of him lacks his original freshness, like a walking dead.

"What's wrong with you?" Ran Heming worriedly looked at Em who was sitting next to him, who suddenly didn't speak.

"Joe, if your favorite person cheated on you, would you forgive him?"

In Ran Heming's eyes now, the person he likes the most is Em, the white-haired young man in front of him.

"Would Em lie to me?" he asked, and then asked himself, "Em wouldn't lie to me, would she?"

There was no extra emotion in those eyes, but only full-hearted trust.

But it was cruel and ironic to Em, that his brother trusted him so much and yet he was doing such a low thing, Em thought with pain on her face.

"What's wrong with Em?" Ran Heming was worried.

Aim didn't want to deceive herself anymore, and didn't want to hurt Ran Heming, struggling for a long time before saying, "I'm sorry, brother, I deceived you."

"What did you lie to me..."

Ran Heming was hugged in his arms before he finished speaking, and the other party whispered in his ear, he didn't know what he was talking about.

Ran Heming blinked his eyes clear, and his pupils became clear again. He found that he was being hugged. Could it be that he was being hugged from the time he was unconscious to the time he woke up?

"Em? Why are you still hugging me?"