Ch 204
Ge Xiu stared blankly.
That’s what he was waiting for in the first place.
Ever since he entered this world, whether it was a high-profile provocation against the game, or unscrupulously showing how he was different from other players in this world, it was all for this moment—
but when this moment really came, he was somewhat at a loss.
This was very strange, obviously all of this was the same as what he had imagined, but when he actually heard his name from the other party’s mouth, Ge Xiu’s mind couldn’t help being thrown into a daze for a moment.
Maybe it was because of the tone of the other party’s voice.
That slow, sincere, gentle and cherished way of articulating words wholeheartedly, the way he rolled every syllable on the tip of his tongue, like an unconscious sigh upon waking up, but there were strong and deep emotions hidden under it, such that couldn’t be summed up in simple words like love and hate. Persistent and deep-rooted, surging and heavy, overwhelming him in a flash, drowning him without warning.
Perhaps it was because of the look in the eyes of the other party when he whispered his name.
Ge Xiu couldn’t describe… what he saw in the eyes of the other party.
He could see his own reflection.
Ge Xiu’s shrunk figure was reflected on the dark irises, as if he was firmly imprisoned in the depths of the opponent’s pupils, that contained nothing but himself.
Whole-heartedly focused.
The man stared at him dazedly. His gaze was completely fixated on him as he said those words, Ge Xiu could clearly feel that the eyes of the other party were gradually becoming clearer and deeper, as if every world he had experienced flashed across the other’s mind.
Lulai, Elinor, Rowett, Haines, Zuo Yan, Shen Boyan, Xie Shili, the dragon——he seemed to see the shadows of them all in the depths of the other’s eyes, gradually becoming more and more firm. It seemed that everyone became alive in his eyes for a moment, and then disappeared in the next second, the afterimage after afterimage intersected, layer by layer building a person that was strange as well as very familiar to him.
He stared at Ge Xiu with such astonished, joyful, complex and deep eyes, as if he had known him for a long time, but also as if he had never met him.
It seemed like it had been a lifetime away, also the feeling of deja vu.
Such deep-seated and possessive turbulent emotions, even if they had not been expressed, make people feel suffocated and overwhelmed.
Ge Xiu couldn’t be more clearly aware of the changes in the man in front of him.
It was as if the real man was slowly waking up from the character setting endowed by the virtual world, the soul sleeping under the shackles of illusional world broke free little by little.
Ge Xiu was in a daze for a moment.
At that moment, he felt as if he’d seen, under the light blue nutrient solution, the pitch-black eyelashes trembled slightly and the eyes opened little by little. Through the black hair floating in the blue liquid, through the thick heavy metal wall, they looked at him, as if space and time no longer had meaning—two people were at the two ends of the world, looking at each other from the other side of reality and illusion.
Ge Xiu had seen a certain part, a certain image of this person in every virtual world in the past.
But, in fact, he was not the glorious god of war of the alliance, nor the fallen god of war, nor the monarch, nor the merchant, not the dragon…
He was a person who is completely unfamiliar to Ge Xiu, but extremely familiar.
All of them Ge Xiu had met were like him, but he wasn’t like any of them.
This feeling…was too weird.
While Ge Xiu was in a daze, the man who was trampled under his feet suddenly raised his hand to hold his ankle, his cold and slender fingers gently wrapped around his thin and delicate ankle bone.
The temperature of these fingers was like ice, so cold that it seemed to penetrate through both muscle and bone.
Ge Xiu shivered, subconsciously stepped back, trying to get rid of the opponent’s grasp, but he forgot that his ankle was still firmly held in the opponent’s hand, lost his balance for a moment, and fell backward——
In the next second, the cold touch from behind caught him, and while supporting his weight, it slowly snaked along his side waist and thighs, firmly fixing him in place.
Ge Xiu was startled and turned his head to look.
The huge white bone clock behind him, not knowing when, spread out its cold and hard bones, overlapping to form a huge bone cage, stretching and intersecting, like birch branches pointing to the sky, growing at an unbelievable speed, enveloping his body inside, making him unable to break free before he knew it.
“Boom—”
The dull roar echoed in the hall, making everything vibrate with that mysterious rumble.
The chandelier above their heads was shaking, the debris started falling out from the walls, the cracking of friction between the steel, soil and bricks could even be heard.
The instance creator broke free from his own human framework, no longer restricted by the established script and was rapidly stretching his sense of existence—his existence impacted everything around him, causing the whole world to rapidly collape.
The man came over.
He stared at Ge Xiu.
The blood on his chest no longer flowed, instead, it dissipated into the air little by little into scarlet mist.
The ceiling above the head was shattering, the cracks resembling a spiderweb begun spreading rapidly. It abruptly collapsed, then disappeared without a trace the moment it was about to touch the ground— just now people could still hear the panicked screams, but from an unknown point, they no longer heard anything, only the whistling wind circling around in the empty void.
The floor beneath them cracked, shaking and quaking ear-piercingly.
But the sound seemed to no longer exist, the silence was like water seeping into a sponge, heavy and stuffy in one’s heart, absorbing everything silently.
The bone clock behind him was still growing unscrupulously, piercing through the ceiling, covering the skies, fixing the broken steel and bricks inside of its snow-white branches, occupying all the space crazily.
The man leaned down and kissed Ge Xiu.
The white bones surrounding the young man’s waist made a light “crack” sound and turned into fine dust the moment they were touched by his fingers—the possessive embrace of the bones was forcefully restrained and forced back, in the blink of an eye, becoming invisible, however it still revolved around the two of them, vying for the scarce space and filling the gaps.
The hard white bones were replaced by the man’s slender fingers.
He gently and irresistibly embraced the young man in his arms, wrapping him airtight in his own protective layer.
Some kind of voice from the depths of the soul was pushing and agitating.
Ge Xiu couldn’t hear what it was saying— but he could clearly feel the weird unstoppable force, pulling him towards a safe and warm shelter.
Falling into each other’s embrace.
The place of peace constructed with body temperature, lips, arms, and fingertips.
It felt as if it had long been familiar, so far away it had long been forgotten.
He struggled to regain his sanity, pushed the opponent’s shoulder with his palm, and stepped back: “…wait—”
The man complied.
He seemed never to question Ge Xiu’s decisions, tolerant and patient as if he could tolerate all his actions— without saying anything superfluous.
Ge Xiu took a breath and raised his head.
His voice was hoarse: “You… you…”
Before he could finish speaking, Ge Xiu suddenly raised his hand and blocked the other party’s eyes in vain: “——Don’t look at me like that.”
That look… Ge Xiu He didn’t know how to describe it, but under such gaze, he felt more and more confused, even a little overwhelmed, even forgetting what he was supposed to say.
Under Ge Xiu’s palm, the other party was silent for a while.
Immediately afterwards, the man’s forehead leaned forward and gently touched Ge Xiu’s palm.
He blinked, and the long eyelashes gently brushed against Ge Xiu’s palm, soft like feathers, leaving as soon as they touched, a little itchy.
“Okay.”
Ge Xiu: “…”
This had absolutely no effect on improving clarity of his mind.
“You…have you remembered everything?”
This question was too stupid and too obvious, asking knowingly. Ge Xiu regretted it the moment he asked it—but he was eager to break the current situation stagnant and sticky atmosphere in the air. Maybe even a bit too eager, which made him blurt out something blindly before he had time to make a decision.
“Experience in the virtual world?” the man replied, “Yes.”
“But everything else…” He raised his hand, gently grabbed Ge Xiu’s wrist and pulled his hand from covering his eyes: “No.”
His fingers were cold.
The man’s eyes drooped slightly, his dark and deep eyes were hidden under the eyelashes, his voice was as soft as a sigh: “I’ve never forgotten anything.”
Ge Xiu was taken aback.
The man lowered his head and kissed his lips softly, the cold and soft lips pressed against his, and then, a hard and round object was lightly pressed against Ge Xiu’s teeth by the tip of his tongue.
A warm and sweet breath diffused over.
Ge Xiu was a little taken aback.
He opened his mouth subconsciously and sucked in the sugar ball—it was low-quality, tasted like industrial saccharin, its sweetness was a bit harsh, almost choking his throat.
The sound of this instance and world’s collapse resounded outside the bone barrier, the sound of falling and collapsing was not isolated from the outside, but it seemed very far away, like an illusion that could be easily dissipated.
“Crack.”
Ge Xiu bit the candy ball into pieces.
Sharp shards stung the tip of his tongue.
At that moment, the familiar smell awakened the deliberately hidden memory in the depths of Ge Xiu’s mind, some kind of spiritual force hit him like a heavy hammer.
“Mh——!”
Ge Xiu groaned, his eyes suddenly went dark, his knees softened subconsciously, making him fall down.
The man hugged Ge Xiu tightly and took his sliding body into his arms.
“You want to know everything about Pandora, don’t you?” His voice was very low and deep, close to Ge Xiu’s ear:
“…as you wish.”
My love.
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