boy and bone

The path in the forest, the broken sunlight, a black and thin horse tied to the tree, the dark eyes are kind and lifeless.The carriage carried behind it was also solemn and sultry black.

Not far from the carriage, there is a small lake.

Grai was close to a shade, squatting under a tree, the long fishing rod in his hand was just close to the lake, and the fishing line was floating on the shallow shore of the lake. His lazy and perfunctory appearance did not look like a person who wanted to fish.

But he was silent and his eyes were far-reaching.This is like a person who waits patiently for a fish to take the bait.

Or rather, he's just a time-killer.

Suddenly all the hustle and bustle went away from him, he couldn't bear to be calm, and didn't know what to do, so he could only cut a long pole and do something that seemed meaningful but was actually meaningless.

This is not a remote place, and people come and go occasionally.But in the eyes of others, this person seems to be fishing, and his face is not gentle, it is better not to disturb him.

So even if someone passed by, no one came to talk to him.When Kuris was fishing here before, many people took the initiative to come to greet him, and Gray began to examine himself. Does he look very vicious?That might be a good thing for an assassin, but for a man who is about to return to normal life, he should appear to be on good terms.

After waiting all morning, he secretly decided that he would try his best to show kindness to the next person who came over.

The sun was in full bloom, and a little phantom gradually appeared in the air that was scorched by the heat.

Blue phantom.

Gray frowned, he suspected that his eyes had been dizzy to see such a cool color in this summer.

The blue phantom gradually filled the real shadow.

It was a handsome young man with rare hair color.Very refreshing and very quiet.

Gray could even vaguely feel a gust of sea breeze coming towards him.

The young man lowered his head, holding a wooden barrel as high as his legs in both hands, and walked towards the lake with staggering steps.

This was embarrassing for him, don't look at the other party as a brat, but obviously the other party was even more unreasonable than him, the child just lowered his head and carried the bucket without even looking around.

Gray envisioned several scenarios of being close to each other, and then consciously gave up the idea of ​​wanting to be friendly in an instant in his mind. It would be more suitable for his actual situation to honestly continue to stare at his lake.

The young man didn't seem to want to have too many intersections, he stopped far away from Grai, put down the wooden barrel, bent half of his body, and after a while, the young man took out a tortoise with a dark green shell in his hands. The boy's two palms were the size, and to be honest, Grai could tell at a glance that it was probably an edible turtle stolen from some dining table.

The tortoise's body has been shrunk in its shell, and the boy put it on the grass by the bank for a long time, but there is no intention of it showing its head.

The young man was very patient. He squatted down, picked up a small stone and tapped it on the center of the turtle's shell.

The tortoise shrank even tighter.

The boy was very calm, and he continued to tap the turtle shell without being discouraged, rhythmically, at intervals, and step by step.

Gray couldn't take it anymore, and said, "If you want to release it, just throw it into the river."

I'm afraid that to the poor tortoise, that little tap was no more tormenting than simmering it.

It was the first time the young man heard such an opinion. He doubted: "Its head hasn't come out yet. It's so hot, it will suffocate inside."

"Suffocation?" Gray was speechless: "No, it won't suffocate. If you throw it into the river, it will swim faster than you."

The boy didn't believe it, he continued to pick up his stone and knock on the turtle's shell.

Gray put down his fishing rod and stepped over.He had no patience to teach a child who had no common sense, and he snatched the turtle from the boy's hand without any effort.

"Give it back to me!" The boy jumped in surprise.

The obvious disadvantage in height made him jump around like a grasshopper next to Grai's legs.

"You want to see it emerge, don't you?" Gray poked a finger into the turtle's shell, vowing to pull the timid turtle out to prove that it wouldn't suffocate at all.

Turtles are also stubborn masters.It firmly grasped the intruding finger.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, the subtle pain is different from the feeling when the whole body is seriously injured, it is more dense and tricky.Unexpectedly, it would be self-defeating, Gray's face was tangled in pain, and he shook his hands desperately, trying to quickly get rid of the unexpected bite force.

"Shit! You rotten tortoise!" Gray cursed.The hand that was bitten was shaking more and more rapidly.

Grai's fingers were pulled away from under the turtle's shell vigorously, and the tortoise could not let go of its bite, then poked its head out.

Gray gritted his teeth and insisted on pulling his fingers out of the green turtle's mouth: "See? It's so energetic, it won't suffocate at all!" As he spoke, he pinched its weak neck with his other hand and pinched it open. Mouth, took the opportunity to pull it out.

"Hurry up and take it away." After finally getting away from the carnivorous turtle, Grai threw it directly into the barrel in disgust.

The boy was startled with a pair of flowing eyes, and Grai felt strange: "Your eyes can change color?"

In an instant, the young man lowered his head, raised his eyes again, and the original color had returned: "It's sunny." He explained in a condescending manner.

"It doesn't matter, just throw it away, and if I see it again, I'll put it in the pot." Gray threatened verbally and calculated his anger.

The strange man curled his bitten and swollen fingers into the palm of his hand without any trace, and finally returned to his original shade, with his usual expression, as if he had never left.

a weirdo.

Saying uncomfortable things.

But he doesn't hate it.The boy thought to himself.

The boy silently sent the little turtle into the water. As soon as the lake water overflowed its shell, the soft part under its shell slowly unfolded. At the moment when the boy was distracted, he kicked his hind legs and dived into the lake water. Li, travel far.

Gray watched the boy leave along the water.

"I'm awake." Suddenly a voice approached quietly behind him: "What are you looking at?"

Gray knew who was behind without turning his head. He casually pointed to the child who was walking away: "Look at that child's hair is blue..."

Curris sat back and said, "Oh, it's beautiful."

Gray turned his face back and stared at the person in front of him: "It's still red."

Curris glanced at the ends of his hair and looked back at Gray: "What should I say, my pleasure?"

The corner of Gray's mouth raised unconsciously: "Why didn't you sit in the carriage and call me when you woke up? Aren't you afraid of the sun?"

"Compared to this." Curris raised his hand to cover the scorching sun: "Someone's heart-piercing cry is more unbearable."

"What? I didn't scream in pain! How could I... um..." Grai's voice faltered, and the words he was trying to hide were blocked by the other party's lips.

After a long time, Curris breathed a little further away: "Is it better?"

"...It's much better." I have to say that the calming and analgesic effect of kissing has been tried and tested for Gray.

"Cheese." Gray licked the corner of his mouth, "Did you see the cake on the table?"

"Yes." Curris's gray eyes were full of sunshine: "His cakes are hard to find, and Grae must have lined up early to buy them for me."

"I didn't get up early. Just as long as you like it." Grai pretended to be innocent and said with guilt in his heart, "Just pretend that I almost forgot the apology for the anniversary."

Curris paused: "Impossible."

Gray said despondently, "What else do you need me to do to forget this little mistake of mine."

"Buy another copy." There was no way Curris would pass up such a good opportunity to give and ask.

"...I bought three meals." Gray looked at the undercooked cheese monster: "Did you eat them all?"

"Three meals? I don't feel it at all." Curis was surprised: "Oops, I have become so eatable, am I pregnant?"

"... what kind of crap are you talking about." If it was a joke, it would be too cheap for Gray.

Curris laughed, and raised his hand to hug Gray into his arms.When Grai blocked it, his bitten and swollen fingers were very fragile. With a little force, the slight pain was magnified several times and pierced sharply into the apex of the heart.

Culis noticed that the expression of the person in front of him flashed by, he lowered his eyes, and saw the red and swollen fingers.

"What's wrong?" Kuris frowned, and pulled Gray's hand closer.

Gray briefly told him what had just happened.

Culis stared at the bluish-red fingertips with pity. He was both distressed and amused by the indiscriminate disaster that Gray had suffered.

He held his hand, and the familiar temperature in his palm reminded him of the last night, the hands that had made him extremely comfortable and happy.

Kuris seemed to be tempted, and lowered his head to hold the fingertips that caused confusion and fantasy.

Gray was taken aback for a moment. If he just bit his finger for fun, he wouldn't have such a reaction.This is an obviously suggestive behavior. He is not disgusted, but the occasion is wrong.

In blue sky and white day, he has never been so indulgent.

"You...are you a turtle too, let go." Grai refused, and looked around nervously: "Someone will come."

"No one." Curris let go of the lingering on his tongue, but he didn't intend to give up everything. He pulled the man into his arms little by little, and gently forced him to accept himself.

With a low and gloomy gaze, he glanced over the shoulder of the person in his arms and caught a glimpse of Youlan not far away. He was slightly annoyed, and his fingers quietly circled the back of the person leaning in front of him, drawing a rune out of thin air and raised his hand and waved it out.

The boy carrying the barrel hesitated for a long time. He had already walked away, but he still wanted to thank the adult who talked to him by the lake.

When he turned back to the lake, he found that there was another man beside the man just now.

They are very close together.

The young man accidentally looked at another man for a moment, that feeling was like being frozen in a world of ice and snow, looking around coldly, ready to pounce.

He is dangerous.

Young teenagers still don't understand the most complicated emotions in the world, and only this kind of intuition is in their hearts.

He wanted to remind the person who helped him, but suddenly his eyes were blurred, and when he was clear again, the lake was clear, the shadows of the forest were graceful, and there was no one in front of him.

The young man was stunned. He took a step forward, and when he turned around, he found that the wooden barrel he had placed on the spot was left far behind him. The young man only took a small step, but he moved a distance that even an adult would have to run for. It takes time to reach a long distance.

The invisible span cleverly leaves a gap in the space.

The teenager understood that this was the effect of magic, they must still stay where they are, but they will not be discovered or disturbed by others.

The boy's pursuit failed, so he left.

Fate is unpredictable, and later there is an inexplicable fate between Gray and the boy.Meeting again and again, every time is like meeting for the first time today.

Short, enough to remember a lifetime.

The young man is not good at speaking, and Grai is also silent.

Until he was evenly matched with Grai, until he beheaded the demon king, until he buried them with his own hands.

He didn't even say it, the first and last regret: Thank you.