East boundary

Chapter 4

Perhaps it was because the pure and pure aura of this man hadn't changed at all, Thranduil was a little more kind to him, the smell of leaves that was as old as an old tree, fresh and mellow.He even had an illusion, as if he was still in the giant green forest and had never left.

But how can someone live for thousands of years without any change.Thranduil turned his eyes, and saw thin and shallow nail marks and wrinkles on the collar of the other party's black and silver stripes. over his skirt.Thranduil opened his mouth slightly, unable to hide his astonishment.There are still creases on his skirt that he grabbed out that year!This is too weird.He even doubted his own eyes.

How can this be?Thranduil was sweating coldly on his forehead. He had heard that people in the world would leave their bodies after death and turn into ghosts and evil spirits. The decorations were the same as before death, which was extremely terrifying.

Of course Cang Qi didn't know what was going on in his heart, but just watched the subtle changes in the other's expression, and found that he couldn't get enough of it.

Thranduil suddenly grabbed Cang Qi's wrist.The distance between the two was extremely close, and he accurately tapped his pulse.

A strong heartbeat, regular and vigorous, there is no doubt that every beat contains incredible vitality, a huge force gushing out at any time.It seemed that I was thinking too much, how could this kind of person be a ghost.

Cang Qi was stunned for a while, as if he had seen through his thoughts.He couldn't help but smile loudly, revealing a row of neat and white teeth.Yinglang Dunmin is not lacking in gentleness, and the boldness between his brows is self-sustaining.It seemed to say to him: 'I'm not a ghost. '

Thranduil admitted in his heart that his previous thoughts were indeed nonsense.He let go of his hand, his lips parted slightly, trying to say something, but couldn't.I could only stand where I was, looking at the smiling face of the other party, although the laughter was loud and honest.But it didn't sound pleasant to Thranduil at the moment.

He was annoyed by his behavior, because just now, when he grabbed the man's wrist, Thranduil felt the man's stiffness for a moment, but he didn't break away from him.Obviously he could break free, but he let himself go, which made him feel that he was the passive party.

He couldn't help frowning, and a faint Tianzhu pattern formed between his forehead.

Cang Qi's smile didn't last long.He stretched out his hand to caress Thranduil's forehead, and the thin pillar lines eased, just like when they first met.

Reaching out to stroke his pale golden hair, he said softly, "Elf..."

He still had a deep impression on Thranduil when he was a child, even though thousands of years have passed, but this does not prevent him from extending his favor to Thranduil who grew up to become the king of elves.

Thranduil secretly laughed, his son is over 2000 years old.Is there still someone who said such things to him, a little elf who is over 6000 years old?What was truly miraculous was that he didn't take offense to it.

However, elves' hair is special and cannot be touched casually.Thranduil raised his hand to block his arm.

Just because you don't feel disgusted doesn't mean you can condone it.

Cang Qi withdrew his hand, he just felt that the blond hair was very soft, and there was a thorough coolness in the palm of his hand.It is exactly the same as the soft and delicate one in memory, but it ignores that the little elf has grown up and is now the elf king.

Cang Qi smiled apologetically, apologizing for his rudeness.

The moment Thranduil raised his hand, he was apprehensive. After all, there was too much difference in abilities between the two, and he was self-aware of this.But he didn't expect the other party to withdraw his hand obediently.He looked at Cang Qi's shiny black eyes, and thought that the other party had a surprisingly good temper.

Thranduil also explained in a rare way: "The hair of elves is the privilege of parents and lovers. It is the comfort of intimacy..." The low voice was magnetic and pleasant, echoing in the empty stone room, as if carrying the unique ethereal air of elves. .

"...but I've touched it before." Cang Qi tilted his head with an innocent and blank expression.

"You remember me?" Thranduil asked.If he hadn't dreamed about his childhood, he wouldn't have remembered Cang Qi's appearance at all, and since he had changed so much, it might be difficult for the other party to remember him.

Cang Qi said as a matter of course: "I remember, you... are very cute." After I slept, you grew up.

"...This word is no longer suitable for me now." Thrandil paused for a moment, and turned slightly sideways, thinking that this man's aesthetics should be corrected.He swears it's all good intentions, not that he's uncomfortable or has any uncontrollable emotions.

"...Really?" Cang Qi began to squeeze out the poor vocabulary in his mind, but unfortunately he still felt that this word was very suitable for him.

For example, now, Thranduil's beautifully shaped lips moved, as if ready to say something at any time, a pair of heroic eyebrows were raised high, and water blue eyes were half drawn under the long eyelashes, covering inexplicable emotions. The above is an indifferent and meaningless attitude.

Thranduil was indeed a little uncomfortable, he always felt that the current atmosphere seemed to be waiting for the other party's compliment.But what the Elven King lacked most in his life was praise.Seeing that the other party was really searching for words of praise, a pair of obsidian-like eyes looked at him closely, which made his expression even more uncomfortable.

"Is...very cute?" Cang Qi looked at him with some confusion, and asked.In his limited vocabulary, only cuteness can describe his series of expressions.

"..." The development of the situation should not be like this.

Thranduil tilted his head and stared at him in disbelief, expressing that he would never blink.The sharp blue eyes warn of danger.

It's a pity that this has no substantial impact on Cang Qi and has been automatically ignored by him.He even found the other party's expression unexpectedly cute, well, except for those sharp eyes.

Of course, this is only Cang Qi's unilateral opinion. In his eyes, thousands of years are just a sleep, and Thranduil is still that child.Even now there are thorns all over the body.

And Thranduil himself is dismissive of the word cute. After all, he has lived for thousands of years, has experienced wars, big and small, and watched too much life and death.

Thranduil pursed his lips tightly. If it was someone else, he would not hesitate to question that person's brain circuit and aesthetics.But the other party had just saved him, and the unfathomable power made him quite scrupulous, and what was more important was the sincere and harmless smile on his face.

In view of all these reasons, Thranduil put the phrase 'Are you a monster? 'Swallow it back into your stomach.

He glanced at the other party lightly, decided to change the topic of the strange atmosphere, and said, "Where is this?"

"It should still be Middle Earth." Cang Qi was a little uncertain.

"..." Thranduil was no longer surprised by this unexpected answer.

A moment of silence.

"...I should go." He had long wanted to leave this unadorned, stone-filled, ridiculously large room.

Thranduil decided to sail westward and return to Aman.Before that, he wanted to go back to the Dark Forest for one last look. According to his current physical condition, he had enough time to embark on the westward journey and return to Valinor.The dark forest has disappeared, his obsession is gone, and Middle Earth has no reason to be nostalgic.

Cang Qi had expected it a long time ago, and didn't stop him, but said lightly: "I wish you good luck."

Thranduil looked at him, and said slowly: "Anyway, I am very grateful to you, Cang Qi." He lowered his head slightly, and then performed the most solemn and solemn etiquette of the elves to the other party, without looking at him, turned and continued Go to the door.

On the other side of the sea, there are his sons and people, Legolas and the wood elves must be waiting for him.

As for Cang Qi, that gentle weirdo, thanks to him, I can stand here and plan my way home.Maybe it's time to ask him if he needs his own repayment.Although it sounds a little ridiculous, it should be said that the current self has nothing, and even this life was picked up by the other party.Not to mention repaying.

Thranduil stopped again and looked sideways at him. The man with black hair and black eyes was smiling at him, as pure and sincere as ever.

It really is a weirdo... Thranduil thought to himself, turned and left.

With a straight back, long light golden hair, and a silver-gray robe that stretches the floor, he passed behind him.The dim sunlight shone directly from outside the stone gate, leaving a slender black shadow behind him.The unquestionably proud king, the noble and beautiful Shinda.Cang Qi looked at him until the figure of the other party completely disappeared at the door.