too affectionate

Chapter 390

This is the scene of deep winter, how can the warmth and light that lasts for a short time under the sun be regarded as real warmth and light.

"My lord."

Behind the veil in the darkness, Shao Yu called softly.

"You should go back."

Under the billowing veil, in the gloomy twilight, Shaoyu couldn't see Rong Jin's outline clearly, but could only see a thin and sick lonely figure on the wheelchair on the ground.

"Cough cough cough..."

The man coughed a few times before responding.The sound was as clear as water, but it was as dry as ashes in the ears.

"it is good."

Shaoyu pushed Rong Jin's wheelchair, and walked downhill in a dark narrow road just enough for a wheelchair to pass, walking and walking, as if there was no end.

In this way, two people in a wheelchair did not finally see the end of the road until they were twenty feet away from the ground.

It was a mechanism door that was no different from a copper wall or an iron wall.

Shaoyu went forward, skillfully fiddled with the extremely complicated mechanism, until with a "click", the door of the mechanism was hidden back, revealing the mystery inside.

It was in an underground secret room. With a glance, the eyes could only stop at the boundary between light and dark, but could not see the boundary of the secret room.

In the center of the secret room, there is a wooden stake with a height of more than ten people and a thickness of more than five people, without branches and leaves, standing there abruptly.

The stake obviously had a surprising age before it could produce that mottled bark that looked terrifying, as if it was composed of scorched human faces.

That is the longevity pillar guarded by the Rong family in southern Sichuan for generations, according to legend, as long as people still have a breath, they can hang their lives.

On the longevity pillar, there are a few extremely thick iron chains, which are the only dazzling existence in the boundless darkness.

Shao Yu pushed Rong Jin all the way to the side of the pillar before stopping the wheelchair.

Afterwards, Shao Yu didn't move at all, but called softly: "My lord..."

That voice was asking for advice, but it was also unbearable.

More than ten years have passed, and even Shaoyu, a bystander, still hasn't gotten used to such cruel things.

"Ah."

However, Rong Jin was much calmer and more indifferent, Yun Danfeng replied lightly, his expression was calmer than his voice.

Shao Yu sighed heavily in his heart, but he had no choice but to walk half a step in front of Rong Jin, and slowly squatted down.

"My lord, I've offended you." Shao Yu said, but didn't wait for Rong Jin to say a word.

Rong Jin's head was tilted slightly, his gaze was dead silent, and his extremely slender fingers gently tore off the cloak tied around his chest.

Like falling flowers, the blue cloak of the Buddha's head slipped calmly behind him and fell on the wheelchair, revealing the moon-white singlet underneath.

Without the wrapping of the cloak, Rong Jin's skinny bones carved out sections of shocking bone patterns on the already loose single clothes.

Shaoyu didn't say much anymore, one hand wrapped around Rong Jin's legs in the wheelchair, and the other hand cautiously stretched behind Rong Jin's back.

Then Shaoyu got up lightly, and easily brought Rong Jin up.

Rong Jin, who was much taller than Shao Yu, was as light as a handful of dry firewood, which could be broken at will.

However, Shaoyu has already forgotten whether Rong Jin is taller than himself, after all Rong Jin has not stood up for many years.

Shao Yu led Rong Jin to the wooden stake step by step, Rong Jin's snow-white clothes passed through Rong Jin's body like falling snow, and sprinkled on the ground, swaying all the way, helpless.

Shao Yu walked carefully, and walked to the edge of the wooden post, and then slowly put Rong Jin down, supported Rong Jin against the post with one hand, and reached out to the iron post with the other hand to take off one end of an iron chain.

This is the hundreds of times he has tied Rong Jin to the Longevity Pillar, but even so, every time he starts, Shao Yu still hesitates unbearably before putting the iron chain on Rong Rong's chest Pass through and tie it to Rong Jin's other side.

Shao Yu was tied one by one like this, from Rong Jin's neck to his ankles, firmly fixing Rong Jin to the longevity abode.

During the whole process, Rong Jin just waited quietly, his eyes hanging on the ground in front of him.

Under the background of the thick long life pillars, Rong Jin, who was originally as thin as a dead branch, looked a little taller, but much thinner, and each chain that tied him was thicker than his bones. .

Just by looking at it, one can feel that under Rong Jin's flesh that has been worn down to the point of calluses, the bones are still painfully pierced for more than ten years.

However, Rong Jin didn't show the slightest abnormality, he just lowered his head, his eyebrows and eyes were lowered, his overly delicate face was silent in a dead cloud.

And his eyes, obviously just a boy who is not yet 20 years old, but like a centenarian who has gone through vicissitudes.

After going through hardships, although he failed to take the world lightly, he has already thrown life and death lightly.

It was a kind of helpless helplessness after many times of despair.

Rong Jin lived on the Longevity Pillar within a few days of his birth, and he hasn't left for more than ten years.

With the support of the longevity pillar, Rong Jin does not need to eat, drink, or sleep.

He just needs to be half asleep, half awake, day and night.

Sometimes he knew he was alive, and other times he felt he was long dead.

It wasn't until half a year ago that Rong Jin's health improved a little, and he was finally allowed to leave the longevity pillar for a short time during the day and go to the real human world to have a look, although his human world is still that small garden.

Then, when the lights first came on and the lights of thousands of homes were lit, he returned to his longevity pillar.

After fixing Rong Jin, Shao Yu glanced at Rong Jin, and finally said with difficulty: "My lord, I'll go first, you..." Shao Yu gritted his teeth, and said again, "You have a good rest."

Rong Jin still hangs his head, his slender eyes covered by slender eyelashes are completely empty, like a cold cave in an old forest in deep winter.

Shao Yu finally backed out, and the moment he closed the trap door, he took a last look inside.

On the Longevity Pillar, the beautiful and fragile boy is doomed not to live forever.

With a "bang", the secret room once again regained the dead silence it should have been away from the ground, like another space separated from the human world.

In this space, there is only the drowsiness of the four seasons, from morning to night, four oil lamps that never go out, an ancient tree from ancient times, and a perishable boy.

In the gloom, the lines of the Longevity Pillar glow from dark to bright, which is the energy that originated from the depths of the earth thousands of years ago.

"Pfft", a mouthful of blood, splashing ink on the ground in front of Rong Jin, with a kind of decadent beauty.

And then, a sleepless night.

Yan'er...Yan'er...come and save me...

Rong Jin thought to himself, probably also shouting, probably also had blood and tears.

(End of this chapter)