Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

In fact, Yan Bucun had talked a lot about his past in front of everyone, but Zhang Qiling lightly grasped the cold tentacles, knowing that what the other party wanted to say was far from being well-known.

Just as Zhang Qiling thought.

This time, Yan Bucun was talking about his encounter with himself.

"Aqi, from the moment I saw you, I knew that you meant something to me that was different from anyone else." Yan Bucun said, as if afraid that Zhang Qiling would feel uncomfortable, so he shifted his gaze to the shade of the tree where he had just been enjoying the cool.

Zhang Qiling pursed his lips and did not speak, because he knew Yan Bucun would continue talking.

Yan Bucun anticipated this and continued, "But I didn't see you as Xiaocun. After I recovered all my memories, I discovered that the first person you met was Guaiguai."

"Bondage." Zhang Qiling understood the pain that pierced his heart during that time.

After hearing this, Yan Bucun tightened the tentacles a little, but not to the point of hurting Zhang Qiling. He understood that the other party had been imprisoned and he had also been involved in it.

But soon, Zhang Qiling's knot in his heart was untied bit by bit by Yan Bucun.

Yan Bucun's voice was gentle, as if he didn't want to speak too bluntly about this painful experience. "I was suppressed by the power behind me, Yan Guangshan, and was driven to attack you. At that time, I was indeed a complete monster. I cannot deny it."

He clearly remembered the taste of Zhang Qiling's blood and knew the grave sin it had committed.

But Zhang Qiling just looked at him, without avoiding or dodging, and listened attentively and seriously to his helpless past.

"But soon, I met you again in the form of Xiaocun. I was angry at the monster who imprisoned you on the high platform. I tried to see your appearance clearly in the dazzling red light...until one day, you finally came down." Yan Bucun said his expectation that his hope would soon come true, but he did not smile.

His expression was visibly more serious in Zhang Qiling's eyes, but when Zhang Qiling's gaze fell on the other person's eyes, it seemed as if he could see the surging emotions finally breaking out of this person's usually gentle body.

"That was the moment when I truly saw you." Yan Bucun turned his head.

Zhang Qiling saw his tears, which looked like excitement, joy, and extreme pain under grief and anger.

"But, if you save me, you will die!" Yan Bucun's emotions were turbulent, and even his tentacles, like children seeking a sense of security, wrapped around him tighter and got closer to his skin.

The cold temperature spread across my arms.

But Zhang Qiling half-hugged him, but could feel the tears, hotter than blood, hitting his neck.

Yan Bucun's voice was muffled in his chest. "Back then, I wished so much that you were more selfish. If I hadn't had such an obvious desire to survive, if I had never looked up to you, longed for you, expected you to save me, would you not have taken such a risk?"

"No ifs." Zhang Qiling patted him lightly on the back.

Zhang Qiling knew that he was a man of action, so even if Yan Bucun was unconscious at the time, even if he only had a faint breath, he would save him.

And what he pulled up was not only Yan Bucun, but also the obsession and hope of his own life.

This is Zhang Qiling's innate instinct to transcend love, and it is not the generosity after receiving the ultimate loyalty of believers.

It was just a selfish redemption, Zhang Qiling never denied it.

But Yan Bu Cun regarded it as a guiding principle, forcing Zhang Qiling to face him squarely.

Although he combined Yan Bucun's past and Huo Xiuxiu's previous questions, he barely understood what he had done in the proposition of liking someone, which was thought-provoking.

But this does not mean that Zhang Qiling is capable of solving it now.

There is nothing wrong with Yan Bucun liking himself, just like the fat man likes to make stupid goose for himself to eat, Wu Yu likes to educate himself, and his brother likes to take care of himself.

These are all positive feedbacks that come from liking something.

Zhang Qiling can only do this and try hard to understand this category.

Therefore, when Yan Bucun saw Zhang Qiling's confused eyes, he did as he said and never asked for more.

Because he knew that Zhang Qiling was protecting him instinctively, and he knew that no matter what he became, he would not receive any more special honors.

He just wanted Zhang Qiling to understand him, bring up the things that had not been said in the past, and then persuade himself to be a qualified family member and a decent friend with a normal heart.

So, he quickly loosened the tight embrace and wiped away his tears.

Believers should follow faithfully.

Don’t ask whether the future will be happy or uneasy, just look up to the glory of God, guard the filth in your heart, and pretend that you are also under the shining sun.

"Aqi, you are so nice." Yan Bucun finally smiled like a child.

Zhang Qiling was in a trance, seeing the past, the future, and the happiness that was within reach from this handsome and cold face.

The corners of his lips also had a beautiful curve.

Zhang Qiling picked up the Coke and handed it to Yan Bucun, "It's hot."

Yan Bucun lived up to everyone's expectations and drank it all in one gulp, shaking the empty can.

At the same time, Hei Xiazi popped his head out from the wall and looked at them in confusion, "Did you two lose the dishes while washing them? Come back here quickly, the afternoon sun is very hot!"