Under the moonlight, in the vast expanse, but not far away, there was a black-haired boy lying naked on the snow. He raised his head to look at Lance with difficulty, his obsidian eyes were full of confusion.

It's him.Lanster froze for a moment. Although there was no snake tail or scales, the boy's shadow could still be vaguely seen in his eyebrows and eyes, but his eyes were like a clear stream without any impurities.

Clean breath, more and more strange boys.Lancet pursed his lips, and finally decided to walk over. The distance of more than ten meters was soon reached, and Lancet was really sure when he was in front of him. Another totally different, odd boy who hardly belonged in the place, like him.

"Do you still want to kill me?" He asked in a low voice, his gaze touched the boy's transparent eyes, and the latter was a little puzzled, but he still understood what he meant and shook his head.

Lancet sighed, saving an unidentified poisonous snake that wanted to kill him at any time, I really don't know if it was a mistake or a mistake.He took off the cloak on his body, bent over and put it on the boy, picked him up and walked towards the house.

"I really don't know if I'm doing something stupid." The black-haired young man grunted, the boy in his arms blinked, his breath was cold, as if there was no temperature, but greedy Taking in the warmth of the other person, I always feel like I am in a mother's womb.

A boy who can turn into a snake tail and scales and can’t speak for a while, Lanster is sitting on a chair, sipping wine while looking at the little guy on the bed, the soft hair is a little long, when he sleeps on his side Covering the long eyelashes, only pale skin was exposed.

Looking back, the black-haired young man pressed his temples. He felt a bit of a headache. He didn't know if it was alcohol or something else, so he directly turned into a cat, jumped up to the window sill, and squatted silently for a while , with azure blue eyes looking at the sky, and the tail wagging rhythmically below.

Lanster meowed for a while, until there was a thin cocking sound.The cat turned around, moved its ears, and found that it was the boy on the bed. He jumped off the window sill, and quickly jumped onto the bed again. He paused for a moment, restrained his sharp claws, and patted him gently with the soft pad Patted the boy's cheek, but did not wake him up.

"Wake up." Lancet patted the other party again, and said, finally there was some reaction, the long eyelashes trembled, and a pair of hazy eyes looked at him, showing a soft smile before Lancet opened his mouth. His smile, fragile and real, is like seeing the most beautiful thing in the world.

The black cat slowly lowered its paws. The boy had already fallen asleep again. The small scars on his cheeks had scabbed over, and new pink flesh was exposed in some places. He stared silently for a while, his confused expression seemed to be contagious , at the end, the cat curled up beside it and fell asleep. In the dream, it seemed that it touched something cold and wanted to let it go, but it heard a faint voice shouting. other side.

Lanster woke up early the next morning. He found himself nestled in the quilt, leaving only a small pink nose for breathing. He struggled to get out of the heavy quilt. Lanster shook his body. While the cat was licking its soles habitually, a black-haired boy entered the door, it was the one from last night.

One person and one cat looked at each other, and in the end, Lanster was the first to speak. His feet were on the quilt, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and even though he was not big, he looked at him with a sense of deterrence.

"who are you."

Shaking his head, the thin child bit his lip, and he didn't seem to be able to speak, or he was unwilling to speak.

Lancet jumped off the bed and turned into a human form. From this angle, it was obvious that the boy was surprised, and there was undisguised surprise in his big black and white eyes.

"I can't take you in." Lancet sighed. Anyway, Elrond and Thranduil can't explain the past at all. Even if he can, he can really soften his heart and put everyone in danger. Among them?

The boy lowered his eyes, and when he raised them again, he forced himself to smile, like the ice on the lake in spring, not hard, he pulled the cloak on his body, and conveyed his thoughts with his eyes.

"You can take it away."

The boy nodded and turned to leave. Lancet realized that the other party was still barefoot. Even though the feet did not look like frostbite at all, he still convinced himself to at least give him some way.

"I'll take you to the woods."

Lancet walked over and hugged him in his arms, his cold skin pressed against his body, and he shivered uncontrollably.

Going out, left the house, and walked towards the woods. Both of them were silent. There were snowflakes falling from the sky. The boy raised his cheeks slightly, but the snow on the tip of his nose had not melted. He blinked and wiped the snowflakes with his fingertips Take it off, blow it gently, and scatter it in the air.

He thought quietly in his heart, it turned out that it was different...

The little hands hugged each other's neck tightly, closed eyes with peace of mind, longing for the warmth of this moment, so lonely in the snowy night, unable to speak, unable to walk, very painful, but his embrace was very warm, even under the eyes With defensiveness, I still feel that I want to be close.

No matter how far away the road is, there will be a day, not to mention that it is not far away. Lancet never knew that his voice could be so dry, as if he hadn't drank water for a long time, and he felt strange in his heart. Why do you care so much about this little guy?

Shaking his head, Lance put the boy down, ordered himself not to look back, and left cruelly, but what he didn't know was that the boy standing in the snow had been quietly staring at his back until Snowflakes nearly obscured his vision.

On the way back, Lancet kept persuading himself in his heart, trying to make words such as unknown identity and danger lessen the guilt in his heart, but unfortunately, it was unsuccessful. At least three hours later, Lancet finally ran out.

"Damn it, at least he's just a weak child now!" Lancet condemned himself in his heart, he could clearly feel that the child had a very clean breath, even if he was really abnormal, but let a person who wouldn't It was a foolish thing for the talking child to be left alone where orcs and spiders were infested.

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