Lanshan Snow

The exotic throne is covered with colorful embroidered Chipujie card mats with deep bright patterns, and gold network hangs from the edge.A prostrated hand hung from the golden net, crystal sweat dripping down the white fingertips, reflecting a little bit of falling light in the dark fire.The red silk tied to the wrist bone has absorbed water, and its color is as bright as cinnabar.

The silver bell falling under the silk rope is surprisingly clear and sensitive.

A little bit of weak shaking can make it make an ethereal and pleasant sound.

Jingle Jingle.

The faint voice and ethereal ringtone reverberate in the depths of darkness.

From the vault down, the palace is covered with curtains, one layer after another, making the space extremely high, far away, secluded and dark.The monster was torturing its beautiful and pure Allan, not just dirtying it, but making him listen, see, cry, beg—and beg.

Just like he just likes to make Alan cry, the Thule wizard just wants to hear Alan ask for help, and just wants to taste that instinctive attachment.

Extremely bad.

As if they were in the deep sea.

He was dragging Arlan down, down to the depths of the sea.Obviously, as long as he let go of his hand, Alan can struggle to float to the surface of the sea.But Arlan just wept, completely trusting, and hugged him.He couldn't help but wonder if he dragged it down a little bit, and if he dragged it down a little bit, would Alan still just hug himself.

Is it willing to be dragged to the bottom of the sea by him, and become two inseparable corpses together?

Is it until the last sliver of air is also exhausted in the joy with him, and there is no complaint?

The answer is definite and consistent.

But the answer is so sweet, how can it be enough to listen to it once?Evil is the nature of monsters, it seeks again and again, knowingly asks, because each time it is the same, it becomes sweeter and more fascinating every time.So obsessed that the monster himself feels incredible - how could he be so greedy?And how could its Alan give it the answer it wanted time and time again?

The bell rang again.

Tears overflowed his eyelashes again, freshly dried and wet tears intertwined, making the boy's porcelain-like cheeks look like they were about to shatter in a second.

It was Arlan's own fault.

Always cry because of him, and always rely on him.Take it upon yourself.She deserved to die in his arms.

... One day, one day, Alan will die in his arms, and then swallow Alan's bones, blood and flesh together, and fuse them together forever and ever.Wizard Thule once again drooped his eyelids and picked him up before he was about to drown.

The wrist was picked up, put on the lips, and kissed delicately.

"Alan, you are the same as me," Wizard Thule held the young man in his arms, kissed the part of the silk thread that oozes demon red, kissed the silver bell declaring sovereignty, and kissed the young man's ear again. Whispering everywhere, his voice as cold as snow made his words even more taboo, "Alan... is so thoroughly dirty."

While weeping, the young master was powerless to wrap his arms around his lover.

He said vaguely, "Then, it will be dirty."

with you.

Dirty together, rotten together, falling to the earth together, turning into pure white mud, waiting for the earth to rise again in the spring of the coming year.

"Alan, why would you be willing to be dirty by me?" Wizard Thule gently coaxed the thin-skinned Alan to reveal the answer that he was embarrassed to say when he was sober, "When is it again?" Are you willing to start?"

Qiu Bodeng looked at him in confusion, as if he didn't understand what he heard.

Wizard Thule coaxed him patiently and repeated the question again.

--why?

Why do you like a monster like him?

"because……"

Wizard Thule heard his own breathing, heard his own heartbeat, and heard the boy's voice——

"Because it's you."

Just like all the snow falling to the earth at the same moment, and like all the ice melting under the light at the same time, the valley of the Tulun River and the mountain of Tianlangya converge into a rushing river, and the Harvey Balin Sea opens up a pure white river. Arlan.The answer that I never thought of is not because of saving grace, not because of sin, and not because of redemption.

Because of you, just because of you.

It's that simple.

Time, space, and language all lose their meaning.

The Thule wizard was stunned for a long time, until Arlan in his arms made a painful sound due to his unconscious tightening force, and then subconsciously let go of his hand.He suddenly understood that Arlan's confusion just now was not because he couldn't understand what he said, but because he didn't understand why he asked this question.

It's like not knowing why to ask, why the sky embraces the earth, why the birds seek a tree to roost, and why the sun rises from the east.

Obviously, the sky embraces the earth, the birds look for trees to live in, and the sun rises from the east, all of which are eternal truths.

As in love with you.

"I came to look for you. You can't leave the snowfield, but once I enter the snowfield, you will find me." The young man circled him, "It's more destined than fate—you are my eternal destiny."

The joy that is almost frightening, the joy that cannot be believed.

It's not love at first sight for him alone, it's not love for the rest of his life at first sight alone.

Even though he is ignorant, he is the same as him.

"But what if, what if it wasn't me who caught Arlan?" Wizard Thule asked urgently. The moment he spoke, the poisonous snake of jealousy was already gnawing at his reason and heart for this non-existent hypothesis.His cheeks tightened violently and horribly, but he continued to ask word for word, "Alan... Will Alan fall in love with that person too? Like now, he would be willing to be by that person..."

The following words disappeared between the lips and teeth that were pressed hard.

Intertwining, falling, fire until death.

From the throne to the mat carpet with rough latitude and longitude, the gorgeous decorative belt surrounds the mammoth god and Buddha. In the gap between dying, Qiu Bodeng grabbed his lover's hair, and his tone was broken: "No... no, there will be no more The second person." There will never be another person who loves me as sickly and fanatically as you, and there will never be another person who loves me as fiercely and tenderly as you.

"What if there is? What if it's not me?" Wizard Thule pressed him tightly and asked, "Alan will also..."

His interrogation was interrupted again, Qiu Bodeng stretched out his hand, trembling and desperately hugging his lover, his teeth clenched so hard that he couldn't say a word——no, don't assume, don't assume, don't be someone else What if... It was the first time the Thule wizard had seen him so frightened, so frightened.

Even more extreme and desperate than the jealousy born of the Thule wizards for assumptions that don't exist.

He was so scared that he became confused, trembling, and insane. Wizard Thule had to hold him tightly in his arms, telling him over and over again, no, no if.

Qiu Bodeng bit him tightly, biting him so deep that he couldn't let go.

Wizard Thule let him bite, let him be so frightened that he almost chewed and swallowed himself alive, he only hugged him with sharp bony hands and kissed him.Qiu Bodeng loosened his mouth, and pulled him down again, regardless, completely crazy, desperate to find evidence of eternal companionship from his lover.

They hug each other, they love each other.

Sometimes they can hear the snow falling across the ground, sometimes they can hear each other's breathing, sometimes they can't.They are beasts and men, two equally lonely souls who have spent their lives searching for their own flaws.Finally, they curled up on the throne and fell asleep together.

Like two monsters parasitic on each other.

One seeks warmth in the arms of the other, one seeks warmth in the flesh of the other.They are inlaid together to form a complete circle.

....................................

The falcon passed through the hanging cloth curtain, landed on the golden yellow copper support, and called twice. He untied the letter rope on his feet, dropped the letter box he brought back, and went to the corner of the palace to find something to eat—— This skill was gradually learned after the appearance of the second master.Ever since the master brought back the beautiful young master, he often bumped into him, and only came to unpack the letter after a while.

Gollum.

The letterbox rolled over the beaded velvet rug and struck the blanket that had been spread over it, and a young man's hand reached out and grabbed it.

Qiu Bodeng was in the arms of the Tule wizard, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

From last night to now, he has been sleeping very lightly. Not only does he have to lie in the arms of the wizard, but he also wakes up after a while to make sure that his lover is still by his side, and he feels even more insecure than before.As soon as the Thule wizard took his hand away, he woke up immediately.Pupil palpitations.

"Alo," he called out shortly.

"I'm here." Wizard Thule wrapped his arms around him again.

The light fell into the pupils, and the vision gradually became clear. The panic and anxiety in the black pupils finally dissipated little by little.

He stretched out his arms from the warm quilt, hugged his lover, buried his head, and said nothing.

The Thule wizard ran his fingers through his hair, combing it gently.

"I have a present, I wanted to give it to you today." Qiu Bodeng was like an overly frightened cat, who finally recovered after being groomed for a long time, and lost his temper while sniffling.He bit Wizard Thule hard, choked up and fiercely, "I don't want to give it to you today."

Wizard Thule responded and coaxed him in a low voice.

The more he coaxed Qiu Bodeng, the angrier he became, and when he got angry, he bit him fiercely based on the imprint just now.

The fingers shuttled through the hair, once and again, slightly cold and patient, familiar to the bone marrow, completely unimaginable, if it weren't for these hands, if it wasn't for... the lingering fear of last night filled the throat, Qiu Bodeng had to stop, After a while, buried in his arms, wronged and accused:

"Why are you scaring me?"