Prison of Black Wounds

"I remember, but I didn't say that I want to be with you..."

"Tsk...you remember wrongly, there must be me."

Nasser lowered his head and kissed his cheek lightly, stroking the burn on his left cheek with his fingertips, and said distressedly: "It hurts, doesn't it?"

Ran shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"How did it hurt?" Nasser held his face, which he was trying to turn away, "Don't hide, I will bear all your pain with you."

"Nather, I'm a useless person now..."

Ran closed his eyes, no matter how much he escaped, he couldn't change the fact that his hands could no longer help anyone achieve their goals. If he could, he hoped that Nasser would never know his identity.

"Don't talk about sitting, even lying there is like suffering. I chose to live because I am afraid of the demons waiting for me in hell, and I am even more afraid of the world without you. I am a coward. I am no longer your memory. I have long since given up my dignity, accepted the control of drugs, killed my blood brothers with my own hands, and even watched my mother being tortured to death by my father. My hands were stained with the blood of countless innocent people and used by my father Drug control can't help me get rid of the crime, I am a sinner, this is a fact..." Ran's voice was calm and hoarse, and his expression was even more indifferent, as if he was talking about someone else instead of himself, "Long Yan said that Qian Zhen had already treated me. Out of action."

Naser looked at Ran's calm side face in silence, but the arm holding his shoulder was getting stronger and stronger, and after a long while, he asked in a low voice: "So what?"

The body that was hugged by him suddenly trembled, Nasser gently raised his face, forcing Ran to face himself, his firm eyes locked on the eyes he was trying to avoid, and said in a deep voice: "You think I want you to do it?" What? You not only doubted my feelings but also my personality, Ran... You don't need to be inferior, you don't need to hide your claws, I, Nasser, even if I am covered with scars, I am willing to bear your anger at any time, so... ...From now on, vent all your pain and grievances on me."

The domineering kiss locked his slightly cold lips again: "Don't hide!" He squeezed his chin to prevent him from dodging, "Feel it well."

"Umm..."

This time, Naser didn't deepen the kiss, and it ended before exhausting all his energy. He rubbed Ran's slender shoulders contentedly and let him lean against him softly, greedily sucking the faint fragrance of the medicine. .

"Hmm... burning, you smell so good."

"Nather, it was my father who killed your mother and your people, you..."

Nasser forcefully placed a kiss on his slightly parted lips, and sighed heavily: "Hey...then what do you say? How do you make it up to me?"

Nasser looked at him seriously with a half-joking tone, but he unexpectedly became flustered and stammered, "I, I... can... When my injury heals, I will return to you." I can help you..."

Nasser raised his brows: "The main purpose of our dealing with the Black Protoss this time is to find Linshan Bingquan to heal your wounds. The Black Protoss is not easy to deal with. It's probably impossible to win without losing 10,000+ soldiers and horses. Do you think I spend so much money?" Can your mind still make you kill and die again?"

Ran looked at Nasser with a pale face, he couldn't say anything for a while, his abdomen began to ache, and even his head twitched and ached. He suddenly bent down, put his hands helplessly into his abdomen, sank deeply, and gritted his teeth. He gasped and said, "Don't do this for me, please..."

Nasser didn't expect that his half-joking words would cause him to have such a violent reaction, and he almost lost his position. He quickly hugged him tightly in his arms, patted his back, and tried to comfort his trembling body.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Ran, it's my fault. What I said was too exaggerated. I'm just angry at you for always saying those things, so I want to scare you. I'm sorry, isn't it just a Black Protoss? And with Chu Man here, use If you don't need to die, you can get it done..."

"pain……"

It took a long time for Ran to utter a word with difficulty, and the distressed Naser felt his heart burst.

"Besides, I have no reason to hate you at all, do I? Old Wang Wushang is not your biological father. Everyone knows that his father killed his brother, and his death deserves more than justification."

Ran weakly leaned against Nasser, smiled lightly and shook his head: "Not only father, but you were also deceived by mother."

Nasser lowered his head in doubt, and gently comforted his throbbing lungs with his hand on Ran's chest with a little internal force.

Ran took a few deep breaths, the pain in the abdomen gradually eased, and the pain in the chest was no longer dull, and then he said slowly: "My mother is indeed in love with my father's elder brother, but that uncle is a strict person, so they didn't Really together." Blinking his sore eyes wearily, he continued, "The father with a strong desire for exclusiveness fell in love with the mother who came to dance for fun at a banquet. After learning the fact that the two of them fell in love, My father planned to kill his elder brother and imprisoned my mother, and I... was indeed a premature baby, not a child who was born before being imprisoned according to the outside world. It was a lie made up by my mother because she hated him, the same , my mother also hates me to the bone, the kindness to me is just acting in front of my father, so that he can think how much he loves his brother's child... Hehe..." Ran smiled lightly, his eyes were full of sadness, " Because of my premature birth, my body was very weak from peeing, and I could not walk until I was three years old. I have heart and lung insufficiency. If my mother did not try her best to find rare and rare herbs to maintain my life, it would be impossible for me to live beyond the age of three. Later, she even used witchcraft to summon the legendary big snake to sign a contract with it. In order to let me live and kill each other with my father, she sucked all my blood and let the cold blood of the big snake flow into my veins..."

In the end, the hoarse voice seemed trembling and helpless. No matter how Nasser tried to convey his own warmth to him, he couldn't stop his body from shaking violently.

The legendary big snake——Niewo, the fiend of the demon race thousands of years ago during the Great Demon Sealing War, was later sealed together with the demon race. It is said that it likes to collect human souls, so it likes to make contracts with humans, but since nearly a hundred years Almost no one can summon monsters or familiars anymore. After all, the race that can use the summoning technique disappeared inexplicably more than 1000 years ago, and does not exist in any corner of the world, unless the burning mother...is the survivor of that race .

The burning voice pulled Naser back from his contemplation: "Since then, my body has been afraid of the cold, and the blood that bleeds is also cold, but it also saved my life, and I have the divine power bestowed by the big snake. Infinity, the meeting with my father afterwards was also deliberately arranged by my mother, but fortunately... I met you before that..."

Ran's cold fingertips slid across Naser's resolute and handsome face, and a trace of love finally appeared in his quiet eyes.

Nasser gently attached his slender hand, and moved it to his lips for a loving kiss.

The youth full of vigor and vigor in his memory always bandaged the wound of Naser, who was seriously injured and unable to move, with a bright smile, and occasionally stretched out his paws to rub his wound maliciously, until Naser couldn't hold back and begged for mercy loudly. Ken gives up, he always has a fresh grass smell on his body, surrounded by small animals, a pair of black eyes are always looking at you seriously, listening carefully to what Nasser told him about the outside world, Regardless of whether it was cruel or beautiful, he accepted them one by one, looked at Nasser with yearning eyes, and told him what he liked, but... At that time, Nasser deliberately ignored the boy's expectations, and he never thought about it. Such a cruel and sad thing was happening to this sunny man, leaving him just like that, in a place that looked beautiful but was actually hell.

"If I take you away..."

"At that time, no matter how much I wished to leave, I would not go with you. The curse of my mother would haunt me like a nightmare, and I couldn't get rid of it no matter where I went," Ran sighed softly, shaking his head slightly. Leaning on Naser's shoulder, feeling Naser's warmth, "Mother's plan succeeded, that demon not only took possession of her son's body, but also turned her son into a puppet, a tearless and ruthless killing tool... Naser, what happened in that black castle was not physical torture, and my body... was also dirty..."

Ran tired and closed his eyes, flashing through his mind the things he had intentionally forgotten.

This dirty body was constantly violated and humiliated by the devil, and even stripped naked in front of his mother. The man trampled on all his dignity, just to get revenge on his mother who kept shouting that he didn't love him. Those pictures are like It lingers like a nightmare, and no matter how deep it is buried, it will not help.

Nasser bowed his head and kissed his cheeks drenched in cold sweat without saying a word. His burning needs no pity and sympathy, so he would not say words to comfort him, let alone make him forget the past, but he could love him twice as much. In the countless times in the future, hold his hand tightly and never give up.

Nasser silently hugged the weakening man tightly, listening to his gradually steady breathing, knowing that his body was really tired and weak, coupled with the deep memory destroying his spirit, so he soon passed away. Falling into a deep sleep, but the eyebrows that were tightly touched never relaxed.

Nasser lightly held the hand that pressed Ran's lower abdomen, using his own body temperature to warm up the coldness, while the other hand gently pressed against his lower abdomen, feeling the restless restlessness under his palm, mobilizing his inner strength Massaging lightly and tenderly hoping to relieve the throbbing pain that was tormenting him constantly.

23

In the night of late autumn, when the first cold was approaching, Tiangong was provoked by someone, and it rained violently for several days, causing many landslides and making it difficult to walk.

The Maoying Mountain is surrounded by dense fog, and even days of heavy rain can't wash away the fog.