Chapter 174 After the old house caught fire (24)
But in the blink of an eye, the place has changed, the environment has changed, and the people have changed.
Chu Xiang looked at the man in front of him, still a little unresponsive.
Eugene smiled and said: "Don't you recognize me?"
Chu Xiang said: "Am I dreaming again?"
Eugene nodded and stroked her long hair between her eyebrows with one hand, with a slight smile in his eyes, "Yes, you are dreaming."
It is precisely because this is a dream that they can meet here, and at this moment, his appearance is more fresh and young.
Eugene held her hand and led her to a glass room, which was surrounded by painted glass. The colors were gorgeous and very exaggerated. Only a small candle was needed to light up the surroundings and bloom. It produces countless light spots of different colors.
And in this room with spots of light on all sides, there was only a chair made of gold. The patterns carved on it were extremely exquisite, and the blanket covered with it was made of the fur of an unknown animal, and it was also extremely gorgeous.
Chu Xiang could almost imagine that when he was sitting alone in this empty space, he must have looked like a lonely meditator.
Eugene sat on the large chair and picked up Chu Xiang and put it on his lap. He seemed to enjoy the feeling of being close to her. He touched the skin on her face with one hand and gently touched her with his fingertips. It lingered lightly on her delicate skin, very comfortable.
He said: "Xiangxiang, do you like to stay in your dream with me?"
His voice was very gentle, as if it contained a strange magic power, causing the person being comforted to relax involuntarily and lean against his chest lazily.
Chu Xiang's consciousness was scattered, wrapped in his breath, as if he experienced the comfort of a kitten surrounded by sunlight. Because he was so comfortable, his brain gave up thinking and became very slow.
After a while, she nodded slowly, "I like it."
Eugene gently stroked the hair on the back of her head and said with a smile, "Do you like me holding you like this?"
She murmured, "I like it."
There was even more joy hidden in Eugene's blue eyes. In his arms, Chu Xiang looked like she had given up her resistance. A full sense of dependence flowed out, which was very enjoyable.
The young man with long blond hair raised her chin with his hands. His hands were slightly calloused, which was the result of holding a sword for many years.
"Xiangxiang, give me a kiss."
Chu Xiang raised his face in cooperation, lowered his eyebrows, raised the corners of his lips, and kissed her.
A light touch, then a slight massage, then a little bit of nibbling, and finally broke into the sweet smell and plundered to his heart's content.
Time after time, in the delicate kiss, their bodies became closer and closer.
"Xiangxiang, it's so comfortable here, please stay with me."
Chu Xiang felt so comfortable that she felt dizzy. Her hands were wrapped around the man's neck. Her vision was blurred. His golden hair and blue eyes were so beautiful. It really touched her aesthetic point. Every time she looked at her, she felt dizzy. , will make her unable to stop.
She seemed to be drunk, tilting her head, and then moved closer, and said drunkenly: "Why did I stay with you instead of you going out to accompany me?"
Eugene also tilted his head and looked at her, "Because I can't go out yet."
"Why can't you go out?"
Eugene thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because the outside world doesn't welcome me, or maybe I don't welcome myself." Chu Xiang seemed to understand, and lay in his arms without asking any more questions. , I only blinked occasionally, but my eyes were empty and unfocused.
"Eugene."
"Huh?"
"Are you lonely?"
"Everything here is mine, how can I be lonely?"
But Chu Xiang hugged him tighter. She said in a muffled voice: "Eugene, it's too empty here. I don't like it."
No matter how much gold is made and decorated in this house, it is empty. Even two people in it can't make such a large space fuller, let alone when he is alone?
Eugene's slender fingers were entangled with a strand of her hair, his mood was calm, "Xiangxiang, this is what it feels like to sit on the throne."
"Some people will look down upon you because of your kindness, and when you become harsh, they will think you are cruel."
"When the war breaks out and the instigation of those who are interested begins to spread, everyone will forget how you used thunderous means to frighten foreign enemies so that they dare not step a step across the border."
"They will only think that it is your cruelty that has attracted everyone's resistance and betrayal, and that it is your cruelty that has started the war."
"And by this time, you will become a true king of loneliness."
Eugene is like a storyteller. He evaluates past stories and people indifferently. He only talks about a forgotten history from the perspective of an outsider.
When the former guardian degenerated into a massacre, it would be completely meaningless to go back and argue about who was right and who was wrong.
Chu Xiang couldn't help but hold him tighter, her face almost pressed against his chest, and her breath was filled with his scent.
For just a moment, Eugene suddenly felt that his heart became a lot heavier inexplicably, and the empty glass room no longer seemed as empty as before.
The night was deep and the smell of blood was everywhere.
Damien and the two women groped forward, probably God was on their side. Along the way, they were lucky enough to avoid all kinds of terrible monsters.
A man yelled not far away, followed by the sound of falling to the ground.
The moment he fell down, he saw the figure hiding in the corner of the alley. It was like seeing a life-saving straw. He stretched out his hand desperately, "Help me! Help me! Vicky!"
It's Andre.
Unfortunately, he met the policeman who had put on a new look, thinking that he was the familiar Abel. He was pleasantly surprised to find that he had found a companion. Of course, he rushed over excitedly, but he did not expect that what greeted him was not a hug, but a hug. It's a butcher's knife.
Half of Andre's body was covered in blood and flesh, and his calves had been crushed into powder, but he was still alive.
Of course he didn't want to die. The group of people opposite him was his only hope. He shouted, "Help me - help me!"
Vicky secretly cursed Andre, this guy failed more than succeeded, he was about to die, and he still wanted to drag her into the water with him!
At this time, Vicky wanted to run away, but she couldn't show herself to be too cold and callous, so she could only act like she was so frightened that she froze in place and didn't react.
Sure enough, Damien grabbed the two women first and turned around, "Run!"
Vicky also had an honest reason to escape at this moment.