become gay magic

I still took a picture of the star.It was very blurry, just a ball of light.

I returned the photobox to my old friend.

Then he saw this photo.

"Look at you, boasting that you can learn it in no time. ’My old friend laughed wildly, ‘It’s pitch black, I can’t see anything clearly!Do you really know where the lens is? 』

I shrugged, "It's a photobox problem, I've adjusted all the settings. 』

He said, "Ha. "Looking at the photo again, "Actually, it is true. How can you hope to take a clear picture of the stars that you can't even see with a telescope?Good things really can't be kept.You understand this truth better than I do. 』

"yes. ’ I forced a smile, ‘But that’s good enough for me. 』

Because of the bet, he decided to give me this photo box.

But this valuable thing will not be of more use in my hands.

So I proposed that every time I come here, he will lend me one for free.

Of course he agreed, "No problem, I have a special darkroom here for you to develop your prints." 』

Darkroom, that's another topic.It took me a long time to learn how to take a photo quietly, print it quietly, and return the photo box.By this stage, he had no idea what I was shooting.I will definitely not tell him that every time I come to his school, I just look for a student.It sounds very wrong.

Speaking of which, you may have guessed, Dylan, that's why, for a while, I was a regular presence at the academy.

It was just a curiosity at first.I have two points of curiosity about new technologies, and the remaining eight points are all because of you.

I'm good at faking it.It is not difficult for me to secretly take pictures without anyone knowing.When everyone saw me, they thought I was here for inspection, and they didn't dare to look me in the face.As the number of times increased, I became more and more comfortable.I will choose the best quality from these photos and put them in a special brown paper bag.Slowly, my collection of photos grew and turned into a treasure trove of invisible people.

Then one day I received a mission that required me to go to Misyanika.

I took the treasure on the road, and it took dozens of months to go. "

The story ends for now.

It took a long time for Dylan to come back to his senses.

"You went to Mysyanika with the photo?"

"Not just Misyanika. Wilderness, forests, plains, basins, canyons...all the dark and lonely moments." Ted looked at the familiar images, knowing that even if he closed his eyes, he could still paint the picture in front of him. The silhouette of the person.

"I still don't understand." Dylan shook his head. "Are you doing this because... or... for other reasons..." He bit his lower lip, a little annoyed at the lack of bluntness, and a little bit at the same time. Frustrated, because in this way, he had to take the initiative to ask, "You...do you... like me a little?"

"Like? I...I secretly love you," Ted said, "but it doesn't make sense."

"What's meaningless?!" Dylan suddenly raised his voice, startling himself.

Compared with him, Ted was unexpectedly calm, "I always remember the star that day. I only took one, so blurry, but it was so radiant. Dylan..." The name rolled on his lips, seemingly endless Aftertaste, "...you are that star to me...too high, too far, too bright. I can only see a light. But as I said, it's good enough. "

Those blue eyes lingered past, lingering with deep cowardice.

As Dylan watched, his heart ached.

What has he missed all these years?

What are they missing from each other?

"You should have told me," Dylan whispered. "I never knew...never thought that your presence at the academy had anything to do with me. Why didn't you tell me? If you confess everything truthfully, we Could have..."

"What could have been?" Ted interrupted, sarcastically, "would you accept me? Look at my face, would you?"

Dylan stared blankly at Tad's face, trying to spot imperfections.But he failed, and those features that he once regarded as ugly are now part of the whole.He couldn't find words to describe this man twice his age.

"I would have," Dylan said finally.

This subjunctive tone suddenly hurt Ted, and a hurt look appeared in his eyes.

"Yeah." He said with a wry smile, "You'll take pity on me. Why not? You might even show your sincerity to me, and ask me how I feel... But after all, we are our own masters, and we don't have the right to control our own destiny. A situation where we love each other but can’t stay together.”

After a pause, Ted let out a nasal snort, "You know what I did to keep you here?"

"What?" Dylan was confused.

Ted said slowly, "The consul didn't want to go. He didn't want to leave the matter to me. I forced him to leave with the emissaries. There are things I've always known, but I'm not interested I delved into it until I found out that this became the only thing I could use to threaten them. The consul listened and told me not to say any more. He would naturally take people back and prevaricate the Holy See. Yue still has no progress, he must report the truth and come to pick you up. This period of time is so short, but it is the longest time we can contact. Here, I call out your name face to face for the first time... ...you also met me for the first time.”

Dylan stood up from the ground, the sudden flow of blood made him dizzy.

"I see." Dylan took a few breaths, "It's so sad."

It's sad.

The three words are like sharp knives, piercing the most fragile heart.

Ted gradually raised the corners of his mouth, mocking his wishful thinking.

It was long overdue for a blow to the head to wake him up from his dream.

"Hey, I'm back! Look at this!"

Accompanied by the hurried footsteps, an extremely excited voice sounded.

The therapist appeared at the door, jumped over the overturned desk, and ran into the room.

Dylan turned his head to meet the bottle in the therapist's hand, "What's that?"

Therapist Ding Le shook the bottle, the crimson blood seemed to be boiling, and Gulu was bubbling.It's just that the color of the bubbles is not right, it is as bright as a poisonous mushroom, showing the unique texture of hair follicle tissue.This peculiar phenomenon undoubtedly attracted the attention of the other two.

"This is Repa's blood. It can be seen that it is extremely repulsive to air. No wonder Repa is subconsciously afraid of drawing blood." Ding Le said, looking at Ted, "Please allow me to ask a question, Repa is returning to Mabie What kind of injury did Ya get before?"

"You asked the other day," Ted replied. "He's had too many injuries to count."

"Okay, why don't you tell me what was the last time he was injured?"

"I was bitten by a squirrel in the wild on my right thumb."

Ding Le was silent for a few seconds.

"What was the last time you were seriously injured?"

This time the heavy word is emphasized.

Ted pondered for a while, then said, "No." He shook his head, "If I had been seriously injured, I would have told you as soon as possible. But the two-year journey was mainly hard work, not dangerous. In the Mysyanika, all the conditions are very poor, and the enemy is more painful than us. In the later stage, our task changed to repairing the gap in the dark world. During this period, non-creatures came out occasionally, and they were only two or three of them. , at most get scratched by the tail of the succubus..."

"Succubus!" Dingler exclaimed, "Has Repa ever been scratched by a succubus' tail?"

"Yes, yes," Ted responded, "but many of us have had it."

Ding Le patted his forehead all at once, "Oh, it's Moen." He got up, "I just imagined three kinds of toxins, and I think any of them is very possible, but I never thought it was the tail of a succubus ...God, why didn't you tell me about such an important matter?! If you pay attention to the medical journals!! You will know that a hidden aphrodisiac factor has been found in the tail of the succubus!!"

Both Dylan and Ted froze in place, obviously taken aback by the sudden growl.

Seeing this, Ding Le took a few deep breaths and persuaded himself to calm down.

"Dee Dee, remember your attack during the game? I think I have finally found the cause of Repa's attack."

"Bringing this up again?" Dylan said. "I thought you were trying to say that the succubus was the one who was responsible for all of this."

Ding Le gave up his high hopes for their IQ, and tried to explain in the simplest terms, "I mean this. The succubus transmits aphrodisiac factors to the human body through its tail, but the amount is too small, and has been in a latent state, lacking effective activation. thing."

"So my magic is an activator? However, other messengers also use magic."

"It's very complicated, and it must be caused by a combination of pressures from various aspects."

But this is tantamount to stamping, is his magic really one of the reasons for Repa's illness?

Dylan recalled the situation at the time, thinking of how eager he was to win, and he couldn't help but feel guilty.

From this point of view, the reason why he was pursued by Repa was also because he personally activated the aphrodisiac factor.

"Actually, this is also a good thing." Ding Le turned around, looked at the sleepy paladin on the bed, and sighed deeply, "After all, if he gets sick now, the situation is controllable. If he gets sick at a real critical moment, it can Then everything will be over.”

Ted was silent for a moment, "Is Repa still going to get better?"

Ding Le said, "Of course I can. However, this is beyond my ability. Succubus are the inhabitants of the dark world, and it is most effective to deal with this kind of non-creature with the most powerful holy light. So there is no other way. We must ask the High Priest to purify all the paladins. Attention, all of them, including you, Your Excellency the Paladin Commander, because you have also been to Misyanika."

The author has something to say: 20180518.It was super hot yesterday... I got a toothache from eating ice cream.

After a simple and rude dumping, the next chapter will be over ww