Ashura

"Ah!" I rubbed my nose, found a piece of toilet paper and twisted it hard.

Humans are really fragile. I thought irritably. But out of curiosity, I went to the hospital to visit the two humans who were exposed to the death air overflowing from the cracks in the earth. Because I have faced the cold ghost air directly, the death air is beside them They are entangled, and slowly dissipate the anger in their bodies, until finally they become a corpse.

I didn't need to ask the nurse where the ward was. I followed the eerie feeling and found the intensive care unit where the two lived. Since that day, they have fallen into a coma. Dead. I stood at the door, and the people inside opened the door. I saw several doctors in white coats coming out one after another. I glanced at them boredly. When I was about to ignore them and enter the ward, someone shouted to stop me.

"Xiu Jun?"

Who is Xiujun? I don’t know. I paused for a moment and continued walking. It’s a pity that the person behind me didn’t intend to let me go.

"Xiu-kun came to visit Yukimura-kun?" He still spoke softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing others in the hospital. But his tone always made me feel that something twisted was growing.

I don't know who Yukimura-kun is. I turned my head to look at the message on the door, and it seemed that it was one of the two people who were corrupted by death. Then I turned around and faced the doctor with beautiful short hair.

The silver color looks cold and holy. Under the shattered forehead hair, the glasses hide all the madness and persistence in his eyes. I put my hands in my pockets and looked at him indifferently.

Twisted guy, smells like blood.

He stepped up to my side, nodded with the other doctors, and with a smile on his lips, he actually exchanged greetings with me: "Does Xiu-kun know Yukimura-kun?" Dude, what would you think if you said you didn’t know anyone? Why would I go to his ward? Isn’t this arousing suspicion? I came to see the excitement, not to show others my excitement.

Looking at him silently, I glanced up and down at him, and slowly grinned.

"Doctor Yihui." I nodded at him, my eyes full of sarcasm and malice. This guy is the guy I saw in the hospital of CLAMP Academy. When I first met him, I thought this guy was dangerous and distorted. His eyes were all aimed at me. Probing. But thinking that he didn't do anything, and thinking that if I shot because he didn't like him, it would make my current parents not happy. I didn't expect that he would dare to test me now.

I leaned closer to him, put one hand on his shoulder, felt the tense muscles under my hand, and the golden red in my eyes was jumping: "This hospital is really too hard for you. It's so unaccustomed to death, But he still has to work diligently to treat the two of them. What a good doctor, huh? Dr. Yihui?" "Where?" He also narrowed his eyes, and his mouth really seemed to be worried about the patient.

I lowered my face, not wanting to chat with him, and gave him a warning and murderous look, I pushed open the door of the ward, and strode in.

I put the toilet paper box beside me, squeezed the used tissue into a ball, and threw her into the trash can far away.

"Waiter, take your order here."

Waiter...fuck your waiter! With a dark face, I tugged at the collar that had been buttoned around my neck and the red bow on it, and then walked out with a blank expression .

A boy who came over with a tray handed it to me, and there was a list on it: "Xiu-kun, I want a black forest cake at table 7." "Got it, Kinomoto-kun." I pointed at the black hair The young man nodded. He took the things in his hand. It was great not to have to go forward with a smiley face.

I took the list to the kitchen, and quickly took out the freshly prepared drink from it, and handed it to the passing silver-haired waiter. The silver-haired boy with glasses smiled at me, and his silver hair glowed beautifully under the light. Gloss. I think of Dr. Yihui who exudes an uncomfortable aura. Although they all have silver hair, the boy's smile is gentle and inclusive, without the cold feeling of silver at all.

"Snow Rabbit, this way."

"Ah, yes, Toya-kun."

I saw the silver-haired boy walking towards the black-haired boy quickly, and I nodded secretly in my heart. I was very vigilant. I sensed my danger, so I didn’t want my companion to get too close to me? There was something about this boy. A force that feels familiar to me.

No money and no passport, although the sweet and greasy smell of this dessert shop makes me want to hold my breath every day, and those little girls who come for handsome guys are even more daring, they have to take photos with those handsome waiters every day, even There are also some picks up, which make me feel unbearable.

I don't think I'm that pretty after being reincarnated as a human.

After being asked to take a group photo again, I took a serious look at my face on the very smooth stainless steel decoration in the store. The pure black hair and black eyes, except for the correct facial features, the skin is too fair. If there are no other features, let those people take a photo with me. It turns out that the face when I was King Asura is really stunning!

I shook my head, expressing that I really don't understand what the little girl thinks now.

"Brother Snow Rabbit! Brother!" A little girl wearing inline rollers rushed in front of us. The black-haired boy Kinomoto Momoya frowned slightly, and then rubbed the top of his sister's head.

"Aren't you cooking today? Why did you run out?"

"Daddy's coming back late today, so I'll drop by to pick you up. By the way." "I don't need a monster to pick you up."

"Who is the monster!"

"Okay, okay, Toya, Sakura."

I watched them go away until my hand was held by another hand.

The voice was close to my ear, and my hot body leaned over: "Envious?" I sneered, and shook off his hand: "Those three people, no, should be two human beings and an unknown person." There is a feeling of power and attribute from the same source in the species, but I forgot who it came from." I turned my head and knocked my chin on his shoulder, black hair was tangled together, I pushed aside The hair in front of me, I don't know if it's mine or his.

The handsome man tilted his head slightly, and their cheeks were touching through a thin layer of hair. I trembled in my heart, only feeling the slippery touch from the small piece of skin where the two of them were touching, and the increasingly uncontrollable feeling Live, like a heartbeat beating a drum.

"Go home." He took my hand again, his voice flat.

I opened my mouth and muttered uncontrollably: "Okay."

I squinted my eyes and looked at the thin silver line on the thermometer, 38 degrees five.

A hand rested on my forehead, the heat of the palm made my already confused head even more confused by the heat.

"Fever?" The voice was soft.

"Maybe." I was a little annoyed.

"Where did you go today?"

"Hospital."

"Who did you visit?"

"You're annoying..." I grabbed his hand and covered my eyes. The feeling of darkness made me sigh comfortably, and I was in a better mood before answering his cross-examination.

"I saw Dr. Yihui in the hospital."

"Well. Did you say anything to him?"

"What do you think?" I smiled and sat up suddenly from the sofa, my head was buzzing: "That twisted guy makes me feel very bad, watching him makes me feel bad." "Really? ?" He took out his hand, got up and left the sofa. I stared at his back silently, and saw him tinkering for a while and bringing out a glass of warm water.

"Take some medicine." He took my hand and put a capsule into my palm.

"Humans are troublesome..." Except for those who are naturally weak, the protoss really don't have any diseases. I muttered, stuffed the medicine into my mouth, and then took the water he handed me and drank it in one gulp went in.

I handed the cup to him casually, and just as I was about to reach out to wipe away the remaining drops of water from my mouth, I felt a soft touch from the corner of my lips, and then I slowly closed my eyes.

a tender kiss.

I hugged his neck and lay on the sofa enjoying it. The two of them leaned on each other, and the sound of tsk-tsk water echoed in the room. The churning tongues in the mouth were entangled with each other, and the bodies of the two were also tightly attached together. The heat surged into my head, and I was in a daze as if I had no support at all. I could only hug the person pressing on me desperately. I think I was probably burnt out, otherwise why would I think he is gentle and charming, and he is a good person. What about your lover?

I let go of one hand, wanting to unbutton his suit, take off all the covers on his body, and really touch the other person. I want to feel the other person's body, the temperature of the other person, and even, that deep * buried under his plain expression.

Unfortunately, I don't know whether it was because of excitement or illness. My fingers trembled a little, and the button was stuck in the buttonhole without moving for a long time. So when I got angry, I pulled his clothes hard with my hands. The button It was finally broken by my rude action, hit the ground and bounced a few times, making a crisp 'ping-pong' sound.

I panted and parted from his lips, he stroked my face, stretched out his tongue to lick off the water stains left on my lips, and said with a pleasant smile: "Ah Xiu can't wait?" Who waited too late!

I opened my mouth, wanting to bite off the smug smile on his face.

"But we have to wait, Axiu." He hugged me into his arms, straightened my hair slowly, and said softly, "We have to get rid of the spectators first, don't we? "The author has something to say: It is said that showing affection will die quickly~ Why is there someone watching every time Mao shows affection? Asura~ hold on!