I Was Once a Legend

Of course, Dong Zheng also noticed Dong Linhai’s occasional sneak peeks. He thought about it last night, and began to think whether it was a bit overdone.

If he wants to teach Linhai, he can take a gradual and gentle approach.

Although the brothers also had communication during this whole day of training, no matter who they were, they felt that the atmosphere seemed a little strange, not as natural as before.

After finishing the answer to the knowledge reserve in the evening, everyone will take a break and go out for appointment during free time.Dong Linhai thought of agreeing with Allen and Dong Zheng last night, and having the courage to just want to call Dong Zheng, he saw the man sitting opposite him raised his head and said, "Linhai, do you have time? Want to and You say something."

Dong Linhai's eyes lit up immediately, he nodded vigorously, and looked at Cui Zuojing, who was lying on the sofa and plopping the cat, and asked, "Where did you say that?"

"Go to the rooftop."

The two brothers went to the rooftop together, and there were traces of rain last night on the rooftop. They lay side by side on the railing and looked at the distant scenery.

"Are you still blaming me for yesterday?"

Dong Linhai scratched his head embarrassedly, and he yelled, "I don't know how to do it, just... I just feel uncomfortable."

"I did it wrong. I started to feel dizzy at that time and I couldn't bear it. I wanted to end the game as soon as possible. I never thought about your mood."

The success of Dong Zheng's wrong behavior in his own body made Dong Linhai completely embarrassed. He thought for a night, and indeed felt that he was too careful about this entanglement: "Hey, I am too hypocritical."

Dong Zheng: "I did use your trust in me, but Linhai, this is not a good thing. No one can guarantee that I can always be trusted by you, not even myself."

Lin Hai: "I know that Ren Ge told me about it yesterday, and Fu Zhe also said that the trust between teammates should be based on the fact that after thinking, there is no problem, not unconditional."

"You can understand that this is the best." Dong Zheng gently patted his shoulder. "Some things, if you simply tell you, may not have an immediate effect. People always have to suffer a little bit to grow up. of."

"Well." Dong Linhai paused, whispering embarrassedly, "It won't be like this in the future."

When the skylight was opened, everything was awkward and disappeared, and Dong Linhai's mood improved immediately.

Realizing this, he had no choice but to admit that no matter how he pretended, compared with everyone, he was still a child in his heart.

Dong Zheng put his arms on the railing and looked at the clouds floating in the blue sky. The air still smelled of rain and water vapor last night.

Cui Zuojing and Victor, whom they soon knew after coming to the Pure White Realm, had not spoken with only two people for a long time.

It is precisely because they have left the real world, and I don’t know if I can go back and see my family again. Those things that once frustrated Dong Zheng and Yu Zu are no longer so difficult to talk about.

"Do you know Linhai, I envy you, envy you simple, envy your enthusiasm and do whatever you want, sometimes you have everything I want, sometimes this envy... will even become a kind of jealous I can not control."

Dong Linhai froze, Dong Zheng envy him?

Shouldn't he be envious and jealous of Dong Zheng?Apart from having money at home, he has nothing to gain from the advantages of being on the table?

Soon he guessed the reason, frowned, and said, "But, Mom and Dad love you too. Isn't Mom good to you?"

This is the first time that the two of them talked about Dong Zheng's life experience. When he was young, Lin Hai always thought he and Dong Zheng were brothers. Until one time he saw Dong Yi and Dong Zheng going out, he did not take him and his mother, Very unhappy to ask Su Daijun why.

Su Daijun told him that Dong Zheng’s mother left the world on the day 16 years ago and they were going to sweep her grave.

At that time, Dong Linhai realized that he and Dong Zheng were not true brothers.

I also understand why in the impression, my brother never had a birthday.

Dong Zheng smiled: "Mum is very good to me, but it is always different."

Dong Zheng did not say more, he believed that Linhai should be able to understand.

Two children, one born by oneself, one is the child left by the favorite man and other women. In a similar family that Dong Zheng knows, he can be as harsh and unbiased as Su Daijun. No.

He should have been satisfied.

Dong Linhai is silent, do you prefer it?There will definitely be a preference. Even if two children are born from the same parent, there will still be so many people who prefer the younger, ignorant and relatively incompetent ones.

The most crying will always be the most loved.

What's more, Su Daijun is just his own biological mother.

Dong Linhai didn't know how to comfort Dong Zheng, but turned around and gave his half-brother a hug.

Dong Zheng raised his hand and hugged him-this younger brother who once used pocket money to buy a small cake and dragged him into the room to secretly have a birthday has grown to his height.

Before long, he will also become a real man.

"Try to live on, let's go home together."

As time passed, the points gradually decreased, and it was time to get points again.The first phase of the training came to an end, and Cui Zuojing finally got the rest time, but was pulled by Dong Zheng to discuss which box to enter.

"You just do it..." Cui Zuojing lay on the table, lazily watching Dong Zheng's research on the box parameters, and actually had the illusion of returning to eight years ago.

But compared with Fu Zhe, Dong Zheng is so different.

I bought the information from the intelligence agency with the coordinates and attribute information of more than one hundred boxes in the current Ⅻ area. Dong Zheng carefully selected and finally selected the survival type box named [Twilight Island].

The intelligence is still somewhat useful, at least they know the name of the box, unlike Hameln, who didn't know the name until the customs clearance.

According to the intelligence coordinates, Alan found the [Twilight Island] box in the corner of the stairwell of an abandoned building.

This box is wooden, boxy, old and old style, painted with various inverted pentagrams, and each line is written with dense and incomprehensible text, which seems to be some kind of seal.

They nourished their spirits, brought their own equipment, and left the castle, as usual, preparing to enter the box in the apartment.

Looking at the castle door closed, the outside world was blocked on the other side, Fu Zhe withdrew his eyes and looked down at the book in his hand again.

The next thing he had to do was wait patiently, wait for them to clear the box, and push the door of the castle again.

Just like in eight years, he patiently waited for Cui Zuojing, or someone who could rescue him to push the door open.

He has read this book "The Mystery of Brain Leaf and Alchemy-The Origin of Black Magic" many times. Even if he closes the book, he can memorize the following content exactly, but in such a boring situation, Repeated reading became his essential pastime.

Fu Zheman casually just read the two lines of characters, and suddenly felt a strong feeling that made him shudder, and filled the whole soul.

He froze for a moment, then curled up uncontrollably, trying to free himself from feelings that did not belong to him.

He is not very familiar with it, but he is not unfamiliar--

Pleasure.

Fu Zhe tried to slow his breath and tried to suppress this feeling, but it didn't seem to have any purpose. The cascading waves deep in the soul were generally one after another, making his uncontrollable shortness of breath.

Fu Zhe clasped the armrest of the chair tightly with both hands, and silently endured his lips tightly, feeling uneasy and throbbing uncontrollably.

He endured.

I do not know how long it has passed, this indescribable feeling finally disappeared.

Finally, he was gently put down from the high waves, Fu Zhe relieved with relief, he glanced down at himself, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and some luck fortunately that only he was here, put down the book in his hand, and turned upstairs to his The room went.

Fu Zhe knows that everything he experienced just now comes from his lost soul fragments, morality or conscience.Since he withdrew in good faith, he uncovered the first seal, and the feeling with the rest of the fragments gradually deepened with the passage of time.

——What is his lost soul?

Bang--

The bright white lightning almost split the sky. Thunder rolled in a few seconds. The rain fell outside the window. Looking through the window full of rain, I could only see a dull gray tone.

A pair of bare feet rested lightly on the dark blue carpet, and the soft fluff came out from between the fingers. He only wore a black silk nightgown, which could not hide the ambiguous marks on the neck and shoulders.

The dark-haired young man with tears and moles under his eyes sat on the dark red soft chair, took the hookah on the table skillfully, took a deep breath, spit out the haze of smoke, and thoughtfully looked at the rain screen outside the window .

Lightning brightened his still flushed face, but Qing Jun's eyebrows looked pale.

"the host."

Just now he vaguely felt some kind of utter call.

"the host?"

The man’s voice pulled back his consciousness. The young man raised his head. The man with dark honey eyes was finished, with a scimitar around his waist. He had the appearance of a typical Persian descent, dark hair, thick eyebrows, a deep outline, and a tall body. Very fit.

The man half kneeled at his feet, looked up at the youth, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

The young man shook his head and said, "It's okay, are you going out?"

"There was another group of people in the casino, and they brought a lot of chips. Ander told me to go to the venue."

"Well, go." The young man casually agreed, and the man leaned over and respectfully kissed the back of his hand on the armrest, and left when he got up.

"Wait."

The man stopped and turned his head, seeing that the young man was still looking out of the window, but his outstretched hand ticked off and returned to him.

The young man raised his head, the two looked at each other for a few seconds, the man's lips raised an indistinct smile, and leaned down.At the same time, the young man reached out and grabbed his collar roughly, dragging him to himself.

Four lips meet.

This is a long enough kiss, warm breathing interwoven, weaving the rare warmth in the cold rain curtain.

After a while, the young man gently pushed the man away, his black eyes gleaming with moist water, his lips were red, and his voice subdued a little unconsciously: "Go."

"Yes, master."

The sound of closing the door made the room quiet again. The young man exhaled a long time, closed his lips, and looked out of the window again.

————Volume 4The Splitter·End————

Volume Five Twilight Island