As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the large golden sunflowers covered with sunflowers in the mountains and laughed in the wind. They bloomed so roughly and brilliantly, making people feel as if they were in a golden sea of fire.
Light and shadow are flowing, colors are flooding, what is intoxicated is the eyes, what is dizzy is the heart
My mother's eyes were smiling, and her bright face shone brightly under the rising sun: OK, can't I promise you? I'll live with you as my dear son in the future... It's true, I knew I shouldn't have you, so I'll take care of my mother.
The sun shines on your body warmly, and the May wind blows towards you, bringing the refreshing and pleasant pine needles of the man's voice, soft and low like the lonely wind coming from the distant valley: Yes, you can trust me to regard me as your friend, brother, or father, teacher, and...
The man smiled softly, and his gray-blue eyes stared at him, as if his love was deep: ...and his only lover and his only companion...
The only companion, the eternal promise...
The pale and thin body, the tentacles were slightly cool, so delicate that it seemed as if the slave of the jade carving had his head hanging down at his feet. His extremely docile and forbearing posture exuded a breath of asceticism, holy and harmless as a lamb dedicated to God, but it made people unable to resist the urge to tear it apart
Master... The low and dumb voice had a strange feeling. A layer of mist floated in the dark eyes. Will there be forever? Never separate, never give up?
forever……
I just hope someone loves me...
I just hope you stay
Who is crying? What is disappearing?
He heard the sigh, and he lowered his back and turned, and disappeared into the wind of dusk: You are always chasing what you cannot get...
Sad eyebrows and laughter, faintly visible in the waves of memory
Some things never belong to you...
You can strip my clothes and limit my actions, but you can never capture a free soul, just like you can't capture the wind in the sky
In a trance, he saw the person who fascinated him again, with a cold face, a stubborn and provocative look, and his tight lips were like a full bow, ready to shoot an arrow of rejection at any time.
Xiaoyu! Ninja woke up suddenly. When he looked up, it was daytime, and it was raining outside the window. It turned out that he fell asleep unknowingly
Although it is a basement, a small half is still exposed on the ground. A very small window is opened, which is closed all seasons and welded an iron bar. In fact, even without an iron bar, it cannot be climbed out. The window is too high, and his legs are broken, not to mention that there are guards outside.
Since no one answered, he was lazy even trying. He was dragged around with his two broken legs. It was really not very elegant.
Florida is located in the tropical region and he doesn't go out all year round. In fact, he doesn't feel the season changes, but he is still very happy that there is a window in the house, and you can see rain, clouds, and a corner of the sky outside, which makes people stunned.
It's not a sleepy person, but he just has nothing to do when he is awake. The Internet has been blocked. Instead, the TV has satellite equipment installed. It takes more than an hour to adjust hundreds of channels. But he rarely watches it. Those random grudges and revenge make him feel stupid. The limited movements are not unbearable for him. When he was in South America, he often stayed home and hid in the room to draw. He can still draw now. He has changed from canvas oil paint to pencil white paper, or mouse computer
It's just that there is one person missing, or he can't be called a human, a slave
But my heart will suddenly become empty
I will still try my best to cheer up, draw a calendar every day, keep it clean and clean, but I often feel tired and tired, and when I lower my head, I will fall asleep unconsciously
Better to sleep than to wake up
Time can go back, everything will go back to the beginning
My mother was not dead at that time
The man hadn't tear his mask yet
Qingxiao had not arrived at that time, and A Ling was still beside him
How wonderful
Those images are so vivid and so clear that compared to the sky light and cloud shadows that are seen every day, the things in the dream are more real
Those people, those things, the joy and sorrow that appear in the dream can stir up his heart, which is already dead when he wakes up. The guards outside the basement are just a group of faceless activities sets.
Day after day, dreams and reality merge into each other, memories are always devouring now, he doesn't know if he is alive or dead like this
There was no difference between life and death for him, if not...If I hadn't wanted to see that slave
Although I know that it may not be possible to see you, I still want to see you
Even if it was just a stone, it could still be warmed up after being kept in your arms for three years, so I still have some concerns.
What's more, although living is boring, dying may not be very interesting. Maybe the world after death will be even more boring.
After taking a breath, I pushed the wheelchair into the bathroom, washed my face well, cheered up and lived for a day, and I should live like a person, but I was not as loose and lazy as an empty potato bag
The cold tap water slapped on the face, making the dull brain wake up a little, looking up at the mirror, suddenly feeling something was wrong, and reached out to wipe off the mist condensed on the mirror, and two figures clearly reflected inside!
In addition to my own, there is also a face, short black hair, and cold eyes at that moment, as if an old friend reappeared, but of course it was an illusion
He held back his eyes closed and smiled mockingly. When he opened his eyes, he had already returned to calmness. He raised his hand and poured some water on the mirror.
The water splashed onto the mirror, flooding the familiar face, and then slid down drippingly while the face still stuck to the mirror.
Silence, slowly turned around, looking at the young black-haired man standing at the door
A Ling? He said hoarsely that he hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, his voice was a little hoarse, and he couldn't help but cough, shaking his hands into a fist, pressing against his lips.
The young man seemed to have not heard it, and looked at him silently, with no expression on his face
Long time no see. Maybe a minute later, maybe just a few seconds later, the young man spoke faintly, I am Asami Yu
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The young man seemed to have not heard it, and looked at him silently, with no expression on his face
Long time no see. Maybe a minute later, maybe just a few seconds later, the young man spoke faintly, I am Asami Yu
He held back his eyebrows raised, coughing as if he was choking by something. His pale cheeks also flushed with a sick flush due to this round of coughing. He took a break and gasped and said, "Don't call me so loud, my eyes are not good, my ears are not deaf, I can hear them."
He took off a towel, wiped the water marks on his face, glanced at Yu, and said: Why don’t you come in against the wall? Is it because your legs will become weak if you don’t have anything to support you?
Yu ignored it, still holding the door frame, his nails almost embedded in the crack of the door, and said to himself: I am doing well, Qingxiao loves me very much
This sentence seemed to give him great courage, and his tone of speaking became firm: I will get better and better, and filial piety is not good either...
The more he spoke, the smoother he was, a vicious smile appeared on his pretty face and said: I can stand up, but you will never be able to do this in your life. This is your retribution...
His face was more attractive than his words and looked at him in a daze. He was stunned for a moment and was distracted. He breathed a long breath and said: How long did it take to memorize it very well? One week or one month?
Qingxiao is right outside the door, ready to pick you up at any time, right? Ninja reached out and sorted out the blanket covered with knees, smoothed the wrinkles on it, and smiled silently: I also believe that he will get better and better, at least after falling in love with you, he won’t have to worry about boredom and nothing to do
He raised his head, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: That's what you mean, right?
Yu Chong turned a deaf ear and continued to say: ...No one misses you, no one loves you, you have been locked up here for so long, no one wants to come and save you, and even no one comes to visit you. If it weren't for Qing Xiaofa's kindness, no one knows you even if you die here... It's so pitiful...
He finished speaking in one breath and took a deep breath. A light blue blood vessel near his temple was beating slightly. The originally extremely thin skin seemed to be even more transparent at this moment, as if the thin ice of spring would be broken with a slight touch.
He stared at the end of the world, anger, hatred, disgust, mixed with a faint pain and fear, and at the same time gathered deep in the dark pupils, condensed into a small black flame, illuminating the entire face.
The delicate face suddenly became angry, no longer the dull black and white photos in my memory
Such beautiful eyes...
He listened to the meaningless comments indifferently, but stared at him intently, watching his eyes become panicked in the long wait, and the beating flames disappeared, as if they were extinguished by the rain outside the window
Look at you, it's so pitiful... He repeated this line blankly. Who else can come to see you except me? You're done...
Those words echoed in the narrow and dark bathroom, mixed with the moisture brought by the rain, slowly penetrated into the four walls without leaving any trace.
After the words ended, no one spoke again. Apart from the sound of cold rain knocking on the window, it was a silence that was as embarrassing as death.
Looking at each other, Yu looked away unconsciously, glanced around unconsciously, and finally stayed on the shadow next to the trash can, but within a few seconds he raised his head sensitively, as if he felt that the other person's gaze was always firmly locked on him.
In the dim light, Nin's figure was almost completely immersed in the shadows, blending with the dark background, but it made his face pale and exuded a faint dying aura, like the shadow of the moon floating in the river in the dark night.
One of his eyes was destroyed, and the remaining eye looked extremely focused when he stared at people. It was obviously black pupils, but it gave people a feeling of transparency and colorlessness, like the fire of the extreme, cold and hot
Those eyes were betting on Yu now, as if they would never move away from each other forever
Yu stared at these eyes, his knuckles turned white due to force. Even with the support of the wall, he couldn't help but tremble slightly.
He closed his eyes
The sound of rain outside the window became clearer. The tropical rainy season, the rainy season in his life, may never pass.
But he stood here on his legs, and walked here under the guidance of his free will
He is Asamiha
At this moment, he has the right to choose his destiny
He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, and his fingers holding the door frame tightly released one by one, one by one.
Then he took a step forward, and then
Even though he tried his best, he could not control his trembling, but his feet continued to walk to the front of Kasumi Ninja, facing the teacher who had changed his life.
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Light and shadow are flowing, colors are flooding, what is intoxicated is the eyes, what is dizzy is the heart
My mother's eyes were smiling, and her bright face shone brightly under the rising sun: OK, can't I promise you? I'll live with you as my dear son in the future... It's true, I knew I shouldn't have you, so I'll take care of my mother.
The sun shines on your body warmly, and the May wind blows towards you, bringing the refreshing and pleasant pine needles of the man's voice, soft and low like the lonely wind coming from the distant valley: Yes, you can trust me to regard me as your friend, brother, or father, teacher, and...
The man smiled softly, and his gray-blue eyes stared at him, as if his love was deep: ...and his only lover and his only companion...
The only companion, the eternal promise...
The pale and thin body, the tentacles were slightly cool, so delicate that it seemed as if the slave of the jade carving had his head hanging down at his feet. His extremely docile and forbearing posture exuded a breath of asceticism, holy and harmless as a lamb dedicated to God, but it made people unable to resist the urge to tear it apart
Master... The low and dumb voice had a strange feeling. A layer of mist floated in the dark eyes. Will there be forever? Never separate, never give up?
forever……
I just hope someone loves me...
I just hope you stay
Who is crying? What is disappearing?
He heard the sigh, and he lowered his back and turned, and disappeared into the wind of dusk: You are always chasing what you cannot get...
Sad eyebrows and laughter, faintly visible in the waves of memory
Some things never belong to you...
You can strip my clothes and limit my actions, but you can never capture a free soul, just like you can't capture the wind in the sky
In a trance, he saw the person who fascinated him again, with a cold face, a stubborn and provocative look, and his tight lips were like a full bow, ready to shoot an arrow of rejection at any time.
Xiaoyu! Ninja woke up suddenly. When he looked up, it was daytime, and it was raining outside the window. It turned out that he fell asleep unknowingly
Although it is a basement, a small half is still exposed on the ground. A very small window is opened, which is closed all seasons and welded an iron bar. In fact, even without an iron bar, it cannot be climbed out. The window is too high, and his legs are broken, not to mention that there are guards outside.
Since no one answered, he was lazy even trying. He was dragged around with his two broken legs. It was really not very elegant.
Florida is located in the tropical region and he doesn't go out all year round. In fact, he doesn't feel the season changes, but he is still very happy that there is a window in the house, and you can see rain, clouds, and a corner of the sky outside, which makes people stunned.
It's not a sleepy person, but he just has nothing to do when he is awake. The Internet has been blocked. Instead, the TV has satellite equipment installed. It takes more than an hour to adjust hundreds of channels. But he rarely watches it. Those random grudges and revenge make him feel stupid. The limited movements are not unbearable for him. When he was in South America, he often stayed home and hid in the room to draw. He can still draw now. He has changed from canvas oil paint to pencil white paper, or mouse computer
It's just that there is one person missing, or he can't be called a human, a slave
But my heart will suddenly become empty
I will still try my best to cheer up, draw a calendar every day, keep it clean and clean, but I often feel tired and tired, and when I lower my head, I will fall asleep unconsciously
Better to sleep than to wake up
Time can go back, everything will go back to the beginning
My mother was not dead at that time
The man hadn't tear his mask yet
Qingxiao had not arrived at that time, and A Ling was still beside him
How wonderful
Those images are so vivid and so clear that compared to the sky light and cloud shadows that are seen every day, the things in the dream are more real
Those people, those things, the joy and sorrow that appear in the dream can stir up his heart, which is already dead when he wakes up. The guards outside the basement are just a group of faceless activities sets.
Day after day, dreams and reality merge into each other, memories are always devouring now, he doesn't know if he is alive or dead like this
There was no difference between life and death for him, if not...If I hadn't wanted to see that slave
Although I know that it may not be possible to see you, I still want to see you
Even if it was just a stone, it could still be warmed up after being kept in your arms for three years, so I still have some concerns.
What's more, although living is boring, dying may not be very interesting. Maybe the world after death will be even more boring.
After taking a breath, I pushed the wheelchair into the bathroom, washed my face well, cheered up and lived for a day, and I should live like a person, but I was not as loose and lazy as an empty potato bag
The cold tap water slapped on the face, making the dull brain wake up a little, looking up at the mirror, suddenly feeling something was wrong, and reached out to wipe off the mist condensed on the mirror, and two figures clearly reflected inside!
In addition to my own, there is also a face, short black hair, and cold eyes at that moment, as if an old friend reappeared, but of course it was an illusion
He held back his eyes closed and smiled mockingly. When he opened his eyes, he had already returned to calmness. He raised his hand and poured some water on the mirror.
The water splashed onto the mirror, flooding the familiar face, and then slid down drippingly while the face still stuck to the mirror.
Silence, slowly turned around, looking at the young black-haired man standing at the door
A Ling? He said hoarsely that he hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, his voice was a little hoarse, and he couldn't help but cough, shaking his hands into a fist, pressing against his lips.
The young man seemed to have not heard it, and looked at him silently, with no expression on his face
Long time no see. Maybe a minute later, maybe just a few seconds later, the young man spoke faintly, I am Asami Yu
********************
The young man seemed to have not heard it, and looked at him silently, with no expression on his face
Long time no see. Maybe a minute later, maybe just a few seconds later, the young man spoke faintly, I am Asami Yu
He held back his eyebrows raised, coughing as if he was choking by something. His pale cheeks also flushed with a sick flush due to this round of coughing. He took a break and gasped and said, "Don't call me so loud, my eyes are not good, my ears are not deaf, I can hear them."
He took off a towel, wiped the water marks on his face, glanced at Yu, and said: Why don’t you come in against the wall? Is it because your legs will become weak if you don’t have anything to support you?
Yu ignored it, still holding the door frame, his nails almost embedded in the crack of the door, and said to himself: I am doing well, Qingxiao loves me very much
This sentence seemed to give him great courage, and his tone of speaking became firm: I will get better and better, and filial piety is not good either...
The more he spoke, the smoother he was, a vicious smile appeared on his pretty face and said: I can stand up, but you will never be able to do this in your life. This is your retribution...
His face was more attractive than his words and looked at him in a daze. He was stunned for a moment and was distracted. He breathed a long breath and said: How long did it take to memorize it very well? One week or one month?
Qingxiao is right outside the door, ready to pick you up at any time, right? Ninja reached out and sorted out the blanket covered with knees, smoothed the wrinkles on it, and smiled silently: I also believe that he will get better and better, at least after falling in love with you, he won’t have to worry about boredom and nothing to do
He raised his head, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: That's what you mean, right?
Yu Chong turned a deaf ear and continued to say: ...No one misses you, no one loves you, you have been locked up here for so long, no one wants to come and save you, and even no one comes to visit you. If it weren't for Qing Xiaofa's kindness, no one knows you even if you die here... It's so pitiful...
He finished speaking in one breath and took a deep breath. A light blue blood vessel near his temple was beating slightly. The originally extremely thin skin seemed to be even more transparent at this moment, as if the thin ice of spring would be broken with a slight touch.
He stared at the end of the world, anger, hatred, disgust, mixed with a faint pain and fear, and at the same time gathered deep in the dark pupils, condensed into a small black flame, illuminating the entire face.
The delicate face suddenly became angry, no longer the dull black and white photos in my memory
Such beautiful eyes...
He listened to the meaningless comments indifferently, but stared at him intently, watching his eyes become panicked in the long wait, and the beating flames disappeared, as if they were extinguished by the rain outside the window
Look at you, it's so pitiful... He repeated this line blankly. Who else can come to see you except me? You're done...
Those words echoed in the narrow and dark bathroom, mixed with the moisture brought by the rain, slowly penetrated into the four walls without leaving any trace.
After the words ended, no one spoke again. Apart from the sound of cold rain knocking on the window, it was a silence that was as embarrassing as death.
Looking at each other, Yu looked away unconsciously, glanced around unconsciously, and finally stayed on the shadow next to the trash can, but within a few seconds he raised his head sensitively, as if he felt that the other person's gaze was always firmly locked on him.
In the dim light, Nin's figure was almost completely immersed in the shadows, blending with the dark background, but it made his face pale and exuded a faint dying aura, like the shadow of the moon floating in the river in the dark night.
One of his eyes was destroyed, and the remaining eye looked extremely focused when he stared at people. It was obviously black pupils, but it gave people a feeling of transparency and colorlessness, like the fire of the extreme, cold and hot
Those eyes were betting on Yu now, as if they would never move away from each other forever
Yu stared at these eyes, his knuckles turned white due to force. Even with the support of the wall, he couldn't help but tremble slightly.
He closed his eyes
The sound of rain outside the window became clearer. The tropical rainy season, the rainy season in his life, may never pass.
But he stood here on his legs, and walked here under the guidance of his free will
He is Asamiha
At this moment, he has the right to choose his destiny
He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, and his fingers holding the door frame tightly released one by one, one by one.
Then he took a step forward, and then
Even though he tried his best, he could not control his trembling, but his feet continued to walk to the front of Kasumi Ninja, facing the teacher who had changed his life.
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