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"Why are you pretending to be worried and affectionate?"

The voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of sarcasm in the tone.

Yin Suze was still in a daze for a moment, and the voice next to his ear sounded again:

"It's clear that you think so in your own heart."

No, no... how could he think so, he clearly wanted to work hard to rescue the trapped boy, he—

Yin Suze's hands hanging by his side trembled a little, because he unexpectedly found that just when he wanted to refute, the words on his lips suddenly stopped.

This moment of hesitation made him suddenly panic, and he suddenly had a sense of panic that he was not like himself.

What changed him?

"Don't think about it—" The voice followed him like a shadow, and after he had such an idea, he said immediately:

"No one has the ability to change you, but it can make you more deeply aware of the thoughts in your heart."

The young man on the Rose Throne has reddish cheeks and a look of powerless struggle. This picture is gorgeous and charming, like a rose that is about to rot is constantly exuding a rich fragrance, attracting tourists to come closer and closer...

When Yin Suze realized that he was very close to the boy, it was too late.

"Pfft——" He stared blankly at the rose stem piercing straight into his heart, and suddenly he was a little dazed, and he even suspected that even this scene was a dream.

"Yin Suze——!"

What sounded next to his ears was the voice of the young man who was terrified to the extreme. The man raised his head, looked at the pale face that was still "suffering", and barely raised the corners of his lips, wanting to smile and comfort the other party: Don't be afraid.

But his lips murmured a few times, but he couldn't say a word, only the sound of breathing lightly.

"This is the person you put your hope in?" Lan Qiaoyi said, listening to the icy breath in his ear, with his long and slender black eyelashes trembling violently.

The clenched hands were almost bleeding from the white palms, and when he saw the man who was kneeling on the ground not far away, he felt that a piece of his heart had been severely ripped out.

It was the one who had saved him once, and had saved him again not so long ago.

...but now in front of him, while he was waiting helplessly, his vitality was slowly draining away.

"You can't do this to me."

"Ok?"

It seemed that he was a little surprised by his own response, and the tone of that voice even rose a little, and it sounded like he was finally in a good mood.

"Even if you kill him, I won't be happy, and I will even be afraid of you, and I will run away from you all the time..."

"No - I won't let you leave my side!" Lan Qiaoyi's words were suddenly interrupted.

He was taken aback, but still mustered up the courage to continue pretending to be calm and said:

"Since you don't want me to leave you, then you can listen to me now—"

"Don't do what I don't like, then I will gradually like you and stay by your side."

It sounds like a lie full of loopholes, but for some reason, Lan Qiaoyi finally chose to say this.

It seems that somewhere, his intuition told him: Only in this way can Yin Suze win a chance of life.

"...Really?" After what Lan Qiaoyi thought was an extremely long but short silence, the voice finally said this.

His heart seemed to be pulled back to the real place suddenly.

Lan Qiaoyi heard his own trembling voice:

"Yes, so you have to promise me three requirements. If you fulfill all three requirements, then I promise you that I will always be by your side."

"it is good."

As if bewitched by the beautiful vision he promised, the voice finally answered like this.

"First request: let him go."

Lan Qiaoyi tentatively rubbed his cheeks against the beautiful rose, and sure enough, the next second, the flower branch that had tightly held him began to loosen.

"I won't run, I've promised you, trust me, okay?"

Soon, his wrist was able to move freely, but his whole body was still faintly under the control of the giant rose.

However, Lan Qiaoyi knew very well that that existence should not be pushed too hard, his voice was gentle:

"Let him go, I'm still a little scared—"

The handsome young man with bright red eyes, slender figure and fair complexion, was sitting tremblingly in the arms of roses, looking really pitiful and unbearable.

Even the executioner who was about to harvest a life just a moment ago couldn't help but start to soften his heart.

The flower branch that had been deeply inserted into the man's heart was taken back, but Yin Suze began to lose consciousness.

"I have listened to you and let him go..."

As if he had got his promise, that voice gradually revealed more real emotions.

Even though Lan Qiaoyi warned himself to be on guard, for some reason, he actually heard a faint sense of grievance from the words just now.

After thinking about it, he decided to follow his intuition.

The gorgeous rose was gently stroked by white and soft hands, as if comforting a wronged child who was making a fuss.

"Hey, look, I'm right here with you—where else can I go?"

The roses drooped a little more towards Lan Qiaoyi's direction. Looking at it this way, it really looked like a child unconsciously seeking comfort.

"Tell me, what else do you want me to do!" The voice gradually became agitated, almost impatient to fulfill the boy's request, and then trap him by his side forever.

"The second..." Lan Qiaoyi said nervously:

"I want you to bring two people out of this banquet hall."

When he said this, he glanced at Yin Suze, whose pale cheeks were beginning to weaken, and his heart tightened.

He couldn't blatantly express his concern in front of that existence. Next, he could only hope that the other two could understand what he meant.

……

When Jean and Chi Tang were entangled by huge flower branches and brought them to the hall, their expressions were not very good - only before they saw the boy on the seat.

"Jojo—!"

"……elder brother."

Although the reactions of the two are different, the meaning of concern in the words is the same.

Unlike Jean who looked at Lan Qiaoyi with satisfaction, Chi Tang looked at him with a strange expression, recalling the name that the other party called out in a hurry, thinking of something, his eyes darkened for a moment.

His brother actually let this man call him so affectionately.

Thinking about it again, there is still something the girl doesn't understand: the person who was hugged by the man before was her brother, but he failed to find him at that time, and even put her brother in danger...

Just when she was thinking so fiercely, a sudden voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Okay, okay—this is the second request, and the third one!"

Lan Qiaoyi's eyes widened unconsciously, his throat rolled slightly, and he looked a little nervous.

He opened his mouth, forced a smile and said:

"You just finished my second request, you must be a little tired, take a good rest, okay?"

He can't close this deal so quickly, otherwise...

"Who's talking?"

The girl's cold voice sounded in the hall.

Lan Qiaoyi raised his eyes and met Chi Tang's dark eyes. He saw the girl was obviously stunned for a moment, and then his face darkened.

The boy on the rose seat obviously looked imprisoned, and it sounded like he had made some kind of deal with the person who didn't show up.

Chi Tang's mood suddenly became extremely bad. Even though he was in a dangerous situation just now due to the change of the banquet hall, he never felt so irritated.

"Listen, Rose, what are they asking about you?"

The man's tone was undisguised intimacy, and he sounded in a good mood.

But Lan Qiaoyi had the completely opposite mood. He wanted to tell Rang and Chi Tang to take Yin Suze, who was weak behind him, away from here, but when he saw the unhappy expressions of the other two, he was worried that they would notice something. .

"Don't worry about me. The rose branch that brought you here just now is also my request. You have also seen that this place is no longer suitable for staying any longer. You should leave here quickly, and the person behind him, who just rescued me."

His tone was a little eager, but it didn't show anything on his face, but his pale face and slightly trembling lips betrayed him.

Hearing this, the other two turned their heads and saw the man with a weak face behind them.

But soon, the two of them looked away at the same time, and they couldn't share their attention with others.

"Of course I'll go—" Jean's voice still had that strange accent, but the words he said had a kind of dictatorial coldness:

"But you have to get out of here with me."

The person who was "ordered" showed no anger at all, and Lan Qiaoyi's hands trembled a little. He wanted to answer the man loudly that he was willing, but changed his words abruptly the moment he opened his mouth:

"I can't go with you."

"—Why?" This time, the girl next to him asked.

"Is it because of these things?" She pointed to the rose branches wrapped around Lan Qiaoyi, and asked calmly.

It's just that the people sitting on the seats shook their heads and even smiled at them - even though he didn't know how forced his smile looked.

"It's so annoying, why isn't it over yet? I want to complete the promise between us quickly, Rose."

The sound that sounded again was clearly heard by the four people present.

Now, even the injured Yin Suze stood up, and said in a bad tone:

"You don't want to take him away."

After speaking, he took the lead in attacking the rose on the seat.

At the same time, as if the other two had agreed, they launched an attack on the flower branch that spread and dragged to the ground from the other two sides.

All of a sudden, the little Rose Throne was attacked from three sides—it was just that the attackers chose to avoid the beautiful boy sitting on it.

Lan Qiaoyi was also shocked by this sudden change.

He only felt that his waist was engulfed by a force, and the next second his eyes were instantly raised, and the person was lifted into the air.

——The rose is protecting itself.

After realizing this, Lan Qiaoyi suddenly felt a little complicated. For some reason, as time went by bit by bit, he felt more and more that that person gave him a different feeling.

Even though the former Lancelot was somewhat paranoid, he was always a young man who was unwilling to hurt others in his heart.

but now……

If it wasn't for his request just now, Yin Suze might have become a cold corpse now.

Although Lancelot is still the young man full of warmth and joy, sometimes his words always remind him... that strange "Lancelot" who appeared before him when he left.

At that time, he seemed to be talking to someone, as if, as if there was another person in his body!

As soon as this idea appeared, it instantly occupied Lan Qiaoyi's brain, and all the previous mysteries seemed to be suddenly lifted from the mist, and a clear true face suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Lancelot——! I know this is not the real you, right!" The young man hanging in mid-air blushed slightly on his originally pale face because of the surging emotions in his heart.

The rose branch that was waving violently to defend against the attacks of the three people suddenly stopped.

"What are you talking stupid about? Don't worry about me. I will be with you forever after these three people are dealt with. No one can separate us completely."

His resolute words made the other three feel a little startled, it seems that such a statement will come true soon, and they will never see the boy again...

Jean's expression became a little horrified at some point, and the strength of his attacks became more violent each time, as if he wanted to die together.

Can't, can't take his Jojo...

Such thoughts kept lingering in his mind, and at some point, his eyes had turned into a pure blue, a colder blue.

Lan Qiaoyi was not frightened by that voice, even though the posture of his body hanging in the air at this time made him feel a little uneasy, but in comparison, the idea of ​​things going back to normal was motivating him, making him His thoughts were clearer than ever.

His voice grew calmer:

"If you are really Lancelot, then why don't you want to appear in front of me, and I do too," he paused, his voice very gentle:

"Maybe I haven't seen you for a long time, haven't I?"

The boy's tone was so gentle, as if the two people who were once close had really been separated for a long time, and they longed for each other so much when they saw each other again.

The huge rose suddenly swayed from side to side, and after a while, a low voice rang in his ears:

"You...do you really want to see me?"

"Yes, don't you believe me?"

As if realizing what the young man wanted to do, the three of them who were originally fierce also temporarily stopped attacking.

There was a moment of calm in the hall.

As the rose branch was withdrawn, Lan Qiaoyi was gradually lowered from mid-air, and finally stood on the ground, and even the flower branch wrapped around his waist was retracted.

And a figure gradually appeared in the hall.

...that was the son of the once beloved and acclaimed duke: Lancelot.

"Rose……"

Those azure blue eyes that looked all the way to the end were full of reflections of the slender fair-skinned young man, and besides that, there was almost overflowing tenderness and deep yearning.

"I miss you so much."

Every second, every day, every month, every year, in these boundless years, in the cold loneliness, my mind is full of your beautiful glances and smiles, only in this way can there be traces of warmth infiltrating My limbs and bones support my heart that should have stopped beating long ago.

He looked at the young man not far away, and didn't say much, needless to say, everything was in silence.

Lan Qiaoyi suddenly became hoarse.

For some reason, the originally prepared words suddenly got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't blurt them out no matter what.

It seems that no matter what kind of words you say, it is a kind of harm to the man in front of you who is exuding loneliness.

"Why are you standing there?"

The young man's voice with a little smile suddenly sounded in the hall. Under Lancelot's dazed eyes, he suddenly opened his hands and said aggrievedly:

"You say you miss me, but you still don't want to come and give me a hug..."

The pouting lips of the little beauty with black hair and snow skin were slightly red, just standing there with such a pitiful and cute appearance was enough to make any hard-hearted person go against his own principles and just want to go along with his Let's put a smile on that pretty face.

Ordinary people still think so, let alone Lancelot who likes teenagers so much.

Lan Qiaoyi was embraced by the man with great strength, as if he wanted to integrate him into his own flesh and blood.

"Of course I'm like you, I'm just... just a little timid."

"What are you afraid of?"

The person in his arms lifted up such a beautiful little face, and his dark eyes were full of reflections of men.

Lancelot couldn't help holding his breath. He stared blankly at the boy's hands on his shoulders, his bright red and moist lips touched his ear, and his moist and hot breath lightly scratched his ear:

"Are you afraid of being close to others, or..."

Lan Qiaoyi looked over the man's bent shoulders, looked at the three people standing not far away, then retracted his gaze, blinked his slender eyelashes and said:

"I'm still worried that I will find out your identity. You don't pretend to be like him at all."

The man's body froze suddenly, and he even subconsciously said:

"Honey, what are you talking about—"

His words suddenly stopped, and the smile on his face was gradually withdrawn from the young man's eyes. In a short period of time, the man seemed to have changed despite his appearance not changing.

Those eyes were still blue and clear, but they were no longer empty sky, but inorganic cold.

Even though he was mentally prepared, when he saw the unfamiliar "Lancelot" in front of him, Lan Qiaoyi subconsciously clenched the hand hanging by his side.

Even if the boy who called himself "Rose" so tenderly, won't come back after all?

"What the hell did you do to him?"

Lan Qiaoyi's eyes were a little dazed. He remembered Lancelot's painful eyes when he left, and the belated condemnation pierced his heart like a blunt knife.

The long, white fingers couldn't help covering his heart, and the young man frowned his pretty eyebrows, looking a little painful.

And the few people standing not far away couldn't bear it anymore.

Chi Tang jumped up, and when Lancelot pushed Lan Qiaoyi away, he stretched out his arms and hugged the boy fiercely in his arms.

Lan Qiaoyi leaned against the girl's arms, closed her eyes gently, and Chi Tang glanced down, and saw that crystal teardrop falling silently, at that moment, her heart was also aching for a brief moment.

"elder brother……"

The girl sighed softly, and the moment she landed, she pressed their foreheads together and said softly:

"The person who truly loves you, even if they are separated from you for a short time, will protect themselves and wait for your return wholeheartedly."

The person in his arms suddenly trembled, his pupils dilated slightly, and his expression was in a trance for a moment.

Lan Qiaoyi couldn't describe the reason for the sudden trembling in his heart at that moment just now.

Just when he wanted to delve deeper, he felt his hand being grabbed at this moment. He tilted his head slightly and saw Jean's deep and handsome face.

"I didn't protect you well. Be good this time and stay by my side."

The man's words were so autocratic, but his tone was so gentle and unbelievable, but his blue eyes revealed his yearning and love for the boy.

Lan Qiaoyi's heart burned, and he almost looked away, but he stopped such thoughts abruptly.

In the end, he just nodded slightly, and replied seriously:

"This time I will definitely be by your side, even if you drive me away, I will not leave."

Smiles gradually appeared in Rang's eyes, and just when he was about to say something, Yin Suze's weak but still clear voice suddenly came from beside him:

"Although I really want to hug Qiao Qiao, the most important thing now is how to deal with that... person."

The man's voice suddenly hesitated, because he really couldn't tell whether the person standing in front of them could still be called a "person".

Lan Qiaoyi was put down by Chi Tang, looked at "Lancelot" not far away, and couldn't help but gasped.

The man's original blue eyes had turned into one black and one blue at some point, and even the golden hair, which was like bright sunshine, was gradually swallowed up by the rich black.

"...I am certainly not Lancelot."

The corners of the man's lips curled up slightly, and there was a bit of evil for no reason.

He tilted his head slightly, staring straight at the pale boy with one black and one blue eyes, and said:

"Because I am the noble Duke Tiran."

Even though he had already guessed in his heart, when the truth was revealed nakedly in front of him, Lan Qiaoyi couldn't help but close his eyes, feeling a bit of "pain" in his heart.

Yin Suze on the side held his hand silently. Even though the man's hand was a little cold, it gave him strength to reassure him at this moment.

"So what the hell are you trying to do? It wouldn't do you any good to kill us, would it?"

Although Lan Qiaoyi didn't know Tilan's real purpose, he knew that players were being mass-produced on this cruise ship.

And they are all excellent players.

Lancelot was born in that ancient era, but until now, this body is still young and full of vitality. Tilan must have used some method to achieve the effect similar to "immortality".

Sure enough, Tilan's expression changed slightly after these words were spoken, but soon he regained his composure.

"So what, this is my place, so I have to make the rules. If I say you are going to die, you can't live—"