The Blood Hourglass

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Sleeping in my own room, I gradually became immersed in everything in the past, and finally fell asleep unconsciously. I went to that place again in my dream, the room where Safrot was once, but now it was empty, there was no Safrot, and there was no Lucis.

This is a room that is not like an inhabited room. There is no practical thing, no clothing, no utensils, nothing but a table and chairs. However, there is a small balcony outside the glass sliding door. I floated on the balcony and looked at everything outside. In such a dense night, I could not hear the chirping of birds or the moans of insects. . . The night here seems so unnatural.

Suddenly the door opened, and a person walked in and took a closer look. It was Saffrot, and there seemed to be another one behind him, but he closed the door too quickly, and the other person had no time to walk in.

As soon as he walked into the room, he came to the balcony, his eyes seemed a little different from last time.

I want to avoid it, but think about it in a dream, only I see him very much, and he can't even know that I am. So the right foot that took a step back to the spot again.

Seeing him come to stand beside me, at such a close distance, he can clearly see his frowning brows and misty eyes.

It is conceivable that Lucis must have been with him just now, why didn't he let her in? Since he treated her this way, it can be seen that he didn't really accept her at all, so why did he stay with her? What happened to him during the time I was sleeping, so that he would not recognize me.

"Safrot! What's the matter with you?" The more I thought about it, the more confused, I couldn't help asking.

He didn't hear my question at all. I helplessly stretched out my hand to his face and touched it lightly, wanting to feel his temperature, "Oh! How did I forget, this is a dream!"

"Who are you?" When my fingertips just touched his cheek, he suddenly asked, and I was so frightened that I pulled my hand back, but after a closer look, his gaze was straight ahead, as if talking to the void.

"Who are you? Why can't I remember?" He lowered his head, his eyes blank, and he grasped his hair hard in pain.

"I am Luvian, I am Luvian." But no matter how I answered, he couldn't hear him. I helplessly see him in such pain, except for floating in front of him, spreading my arms around him, just hugging him empty." I am here."

"You..." His godless eyes lit up suddenly and looked straight at me.

"You... can you see me?" I was shocked, retracted my arms, and asked with a blush.

"I can see it, but how did you come here? Who are you? Why do I feel like I can't tell when I see you." His eyes returned to their original appearance, blood flowing, pale complexion , It sets off the black hair, but the hair is a lot longer than before, the gold-rimmed glasses on the nose are still there, but at this time the indifference and nobility are more than the previous gentleness.

"Since you ask, then I will tell you again. My name is luvian. It is your past. If you still remember, then you should remember your promise to me, stay with me forever and not leave me, but now you forget , Isn't it." I didn't want to cry, but when it came to this, the tears wouldn't help, so I turned around and turned my back to him.

"I..." He said bluntly, "I don't know why, I don't remember anything, even my own name was told to me."

"Forget it, maybe I shouldn't be here." I covered my face, looking for the icy shells of the past, but in front of him, these shells had long been cracked, so I wanted to escape, I want to go back, I don't want to see you again Every time I met him, it only made me more painful. I didn't know each other, so it was better not to see each other. I struggled to walk towards the door.

"Wait, don't go!" He suddenly stretched out his hand to hold me, but I didn't really exist, his hand passed through my hand, but nothing was caught. Seeing me drifting away, he hurriedly chased him up, but before I reached the door, I gradually disappeared. Seeing that I was about to disappear, his reluctance leaped on his face, but he stretched out. I waved my hand countless times, but didn't catch anything.

"Safrot, you..." Looking at him like this, my heart is dripping blood, I don't want him, I don't want him to suffer so much, I want to stay, but I stretched out the hand, but how can I hold it? Without holding his hand, I finally tried my best to rush to him, trying to hug him. As a result, I suddenly got out of bed and sat up, looking at the sunlight in the room, the blood-colored roses on the windowsill, everything was just a dream , Isn't it?

"Boom boom boom!" The door was knocked.

"Who?" I had such a dream all night, and my mood was naturally not much better.

"It's me, your servant is short" Hong Wu sounded good.

"What's the matter?" I gently wiped the tears from my cheeks, and went to the closet to look for clothes, but I didn't find any of them. It's not that they didn't, but they were all destroyed by time.

"There is nothing in this house, so I think if we want to live here, at least we have to buy some things and come back." Hong Wu has been standing outside the door, and this time he has learned to behave and didn't break in.

"Well, you go down first, I'll come right away."

"Well, I'm waiting for you downstairs." Listening to his footsteps downstairs, I sat on the bed again. The dream last night was so real that I had to believe that it was real, Saffrot It's just that someone did something, not because he intentionally forgot about me, but because he couldn't help himself, so. . . and so. . .

"Oh!" I sighed deeply, turned and opened the door and went downstairs.

The dusty downstairs last night is actually spotless. It seems to be cleaner than a hundred years ago. The vase on the table is full of white roses, and some of the furnishings are already shining slightly.

Maybe this is like a home.

But there was no shadow of Hong Wu everywhere. I only saw him when I came to the courtyard. He was busy in the courtyard, pulling weeds, trimming and climbing vines everywhere, standing behind and watching his back and forth figure, I Suddenly he felt like his father in the past, and his father was busy in the courtyard before, and it was always me, the young figure standing behind him.

"Come down?" Hong Wu didn't look back, but naturally knew my existence by his ability.

"Ok."

"Let's go! There are a lot of things to buy! Food, utensils, clothes, etc." Hong Wu put down the scissors in her hand, patted her clothes, and walked out of the courtyard. , There are also things to repair doors. Alas, if you were not so impulsive yesterday, you couldn’t do that anymore. It’s our home, not the enemy’s heaven."

"Porch!" When he said so, I couldn't help laughing.

"What's the laugh? What's so funny?"

"You are becoming more and more like a housekeeper."

Along the way, we talked and laughed towards the city. Of course, it was him, not me, who laughed.

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