East boundary

Thranduil was still covered with the quilt, and the gold-thread bird's-eye pattern on it shone golden in the dim moonlight.

What does this dream suggest?

Thranduil laughed secretly at his own suspicion, this was just a dream.

Since Legolas went west, he has not been like himself, and he always has some weird dreams.

Especially after meeting Cang Qi, he became suspicious, which is not a good sign.

There is only one person in the huge stone pavilion in the sky.

Thranduil got up and got out of bed, and the biting cold wind on the mountain was howling, and the silver-gray robe was gorgeous but not warm.Without a warm quilt, I experienced the ruthless weather on Langya Peak.Thranduil even began to appreciate Cang Qi's quilt, which really warmed up most of the night.

He walked out of the stone pavilion, and as expected, he saw the black-haired man sitting on the steps, leaning against the huge stone pillar, with one foot bent, and the other hanging in the air in the misty clouds.

Thranduil imagined the picture of himself sitting there, feeling a little dizzy.

He enjoys the height of the throne overlooking everyone, but it doesn't mean he can accept the ethereal powerlessness of the high altitude, which will make his blood gather on his feet and make him dizzy and weak.He even doubted his courage to laugh when he was hugged by Cang Qi when he was a child.

He slowly approached the steps, under the steps was the empty sea of ​​clouds, he stopped beside Cang Qi, deliberately ignoring the majestic scenery under his feet.

Cang Qi looked up at him.For some reason, whenever he saw Thranduil, his mood always became happy.

"……Cold?"

Thranduil didn't answer.He pursed his lips because it was really cold.

Cang Qi took off his black half-sleeve coat and put it on Thranduil.

But Thranduil raised his hand to stop him. He saw sharp eyes in the other party's blue eyes: "You are not my housekeeper, you don't need to take care of me. We are equal."

For Cang Qi's care and tenderness, it is too easy to let people relax and indulge, so Serendi deliberately avoids it.

Cang Qi didn't insist, he withdrew his hand.Put your clothes on the stone steps and sit back in your original position.

Thranduil felt that something was wrong in his heart, this feeling was terrible.

But soon, he was attracted by the other party's clothing.

Standing beside him, he saw that Cang Qi was wearing a blue tunic with sleeves, the knee-length skirt was trimmed with white borders and silver patterns, and the copper buckle on the belt was a fierce and terrifying monster's head.It is more exquisite and meticulous than the skill that the dwarves are proud of, and it is so lifelike that it is incomparably ingenious.

The boots with a white base and a black surface covered his calf, and he saw complex and mysterious silver moiré patterns embroidered along the boots, an ancient pattern too small to be seen by the naked eye.

The elf king's naturally sharp eyes have always been able to see fine details, but he can't see those thin ancient characters clearly.This is probably a project that even the most exquisite craftsmen and embroiderers in Middle-earth cannot complete.

It turned out that under the usually uncharacteristic coat, this body was exquisitely embroidered and unique.

Turning his gaze back to the belt, Thranduil always felt that the belt was a bit dark, as if there was a black aura lingering around it, with a chill.Different from the awe-inspiring and pure breath of Cang Qi itself, this decayed and dark feeling made the Elf King who loved the fresh breath of the forest couldn't help but frown.

"...Is it cold?" Cang Qi let him see enough, and asked again.Before he could answer, she shook off the coat again and put it on him.

"..." Thranduil didn't hear the other person's words clearly, but suddenly realized that it really shouldn't be watching so intently, so he turned his eyes to cover it up.Then a forest-like fresh and ancient aura blocked the strong wind.This kind of warmth made Thranduil feel how stupid the equality he just insisted on was.

Cang Qi looked at his exposed head and smiled lightly.Resist the urge to touch the golden hair, because Thranduil doesn't allow it.

Thranduil felt that he should talk to him calmly, and he suddenly wanted to know him.

"Cang Qi, how old... are you?" This is what he has always wanted to ask.

Cang Qi was stunned for a moment, apparently not knowing how to answer, he had thought about this question for a long time.

After a long silence, when Thranduil began to feel that his question was rash and was about to apologize, Cang Qi said: "...I forgot too." Definitely an astonishing number.And he did forget.

"When I was conscious,... no elves were born."

"..." This answer was obviously beyond Thranduil's imagination, and he was a little stunned.

"A lot of times... I am sleeping deeply." Cang Qi caressed the stone steps, beckoning him to sit down.

Thranduil sat down, and he found that as long as he didn't look down, it didn't seem so scary.In fact, it is mainly because of Cang Qi.Maybe it was because he had saved her before, so she felt an inexplicable sense of security by his side.

He believed that even if he jumped off the Wanzhang Kong Pavilion at this moment, the people around him would catch him before he fell to pieces.Thranduil, who realized this, couldn't help frowning in his heart, where did this blind confidence come from?

Cang Qi thought of something, turned his head to look at him, and said with a light smile: "...you woke me up once."

Thranduil asked, "6000 years ago?"

"At that time,...you climbed so high that you almost fell off the tree." Cang Qi still remembers the elf's smile in the sun.He looked at Thranduil, resisting the urge to stroke his hair again.

"Cang Qi, I admit, this is not an honorable thing." Thranduil closed his eyes, speaking with a somewhat helpless expression.

"It's actually quite cute..."

Thranduil looked at him, his eyes were as deep and peaceful as the night, and more of them were the sun-like light and fiery temperature.

Will such an upheaval end life?

"...Do you feel lonely?" Thranduil suddenly felt a little cruel.

"...I'm not alone."

Cang Qi did not expect the other party to ask such a question.Thranduil is obviously not an elf who cares about others.

As long as there is no contact, there will be no emotion.Cang Qi has no kindred, no relatives, let alone love and friendship.He doesn't touch people because their lives are too short...even elves.There will also be times when the body wears away and disappears.

The only life is eternal, and emotion will only make the endless life more painful.

But he envied them, daring to love and hate, vigorous and vigorous, caring for each other, even after death, he can get many misses.

"...you just don't admit it."

He clearly saw the heavy loneliness in the eyes of the other party, or he was alone and didn't know it.Although Cang Qi didn't show any sadness, Thranduil added: "It should be said that you don't understand..."

"..." Cang Qi paused: "Maybe." He organized his words a little bit, looked at the endless clouds, and said: "When I became conscious, the world was quiet, the sky was chaotic... only the sound of the wind."

Such a peaceful heart, how to understand loneliness.

This answer is obvious enough.There is no similarity, no emotion, but has the true meaning of eternal life, and at the same time must bear the endless loneliness of the same life.

"At least there's wind."

Be with you all the time.

Cang Qi stretched out his hand into the void in front of him, clenched his fists tightly, as if he wanted to catch the wind, but the stronger his strength, the more he couldn't catch the wind.He has used it for many years, trying to catch the wind.

Thranduil looked at his empty fist.A world with only wind...

If your own world is barren.There is no Legolas and the people of the kingdom, no wine and gems, no forest.He recalled the helpless emptiness when he fell on the barren land of the dark forest because of the dragon fire injury.

At least he could return to Valinor, that blessed land, and escape this loneliness.

And the other party has lived alone for so long, in that prehistoric world...

"You didn't turn into a monster..."

Thranduil is not good at gentle comfort, and he deeply understands that Cang Qi does not need comfort.The longer you live, the more exhaustion and emptiness will accumulate, and the last thing you can bear is just a straw.How could it be alleviated by a sentence or two.

Cang Qi looked at him and smiled: "...I might just be..." In a sense.

He thought about ending his life, but in the end he didn't.Because he was reluctant, reluctant to part with this elf who was in the late stage of fear of heights.

Thranduil didn't know what made Cang Qi change his wish to end his life, but he was really happy that Cang Qi was still alive.

The two sat on the stone steps, the sea of ​​clouds was surging, and the sky and the earth were still.

Cang Qi decided to change the topic, he didn't like this atmosphere.

"During the beginning,... I often thought about how to catch the wind." He stretched out his hand and spread his five fingers in the wind, and the wind slipped through his fingers: "But I can't do it."

"This is a stupid idea." Thranduil said mercilessly.

As if agreeing with Thranduil's words, the gust of wind whistled like a demonstration, and his dark black hair mischievously brushed against Thranduil's cheeks. Thranduil wanted to laugh, but he didn't laugh, nor did he avoid it.

Cang Qi laughed instead, and Thranduil's words didn't make him feel uncomfortable: "This is really stupid."

He stood up, took a step in the air, and stepped out.On the abyss, standing firmly in the misty and boundless void.

The hem of the clothes embroidered with ancient patterns is moving, slapping the black boots, and the figure is as proud as a pine standing on a green hill, and as tall and straight as a green bamboo standing.

"Only by controlling it is the real grasp of the wind." The breeze never stopped, surrounding him gently.

"..."

Thranduil stared intently at the black-haired man standing in the air.For the first time, he really felt the power of Cang Qi, restrained and vigorous.

Cang Qi smiled and reached out to him.

Thranduil frowned heroically, looked down and said, "...Are you crazy?"

"Don't be afraid..." Cang Qi said softly.

The focus is wrong.Thranduil heard Cang Qi's low and gentle voice, which was too sweet.

"..."

"If you want me to carry you down, I'd be happy." His smile deepened, revealing a row of flawless white teeth.

"..." Thranduil was obviously irritated by this sentence, and frowned.But he knew that what Cang Qi said was the truth, if he didn't take the initiative to try, he would never be able to go down, unless he was hugged by him.

As for how he came up in a coma before, he didn't want to think about it, he couldn't imagine that kind of picture.

He stood up straight, and when he saw the bottomless abyss, his heart twitched.

"Close your eyes." Cang Qi's clear and thick voice rang in his ears.

Cang Qi grabbed Thranduil's hand, spun him around, and tapped his toes in the air.Relying on the wind, he flew very slowly, but when Thranduil realized it, he was already more than ten feet away.

He could only feel the wind whistling in his ears, but he didn't close his eyes. On the contrary, Thranduil opened them wide. He didn't look elsewhere, but just stared straight at Cang Qi.Pursing his lips, he tightly grabbed the other party's skirt, his strength now is not as strong as when he was a child, and his neck was flushed red.

"Little elf, blink." He almost doubted that Thranduil could not blink at all, and only stared at himself from beginning to end.

"...wink."

Continue to stare.

"Little elf, wink."

Still continue to stare.

If it wasn't for the tightness of his clothes, he would have worried whether Thranduil was still awake.

The elf king still has the courage, Cang Qi's scalp is numb from his stare.

They had no choice but to hold him and land on a boulder at the top of the peak.

"Are you scared stupid?" Cang Qi looked at him with a funny face.

With his feet on the ground, Thranduil let go of his clothes, and pulled away the hands on his waist. He saw that Cang Qi's neck was flushed, and it seemed that he had used too much strength.

Thranduil pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

Thinking of the scene where the breath was close and the skin was close, Thranduil felt uncomfortable.

He told himself that everything was just what the situation required. In fact, he wasn't that afraid.