Orc’s Crystal

Jiang Junlin widened his eyes and watched Minika's slow movements. He saw that just after opening a small corner, there was some brilliance from that small corner, and then as Minika moved further, the entire mirror surface appeared.

This thing called a crystal mirror is not a flat surface. It has different cross-sections on it. However, because of the large size of the whole, these cross-sections are also very wide.

However, even if it is not a flat surface, but has a different cut surface, Jiang Junlin can clearly see his appearance inside.

Moreover, this mirror, on different cut surfaces, exudes different light rays, with faint purple, purple green, faint blue, and transparent faint water-like light that shines from time to time.

The combination of these messy lights is not chaotic, not ugly, because the colors in their light are very weak, so it is simply a kind of extreme beauty.

"Wow, Ajaan is so beautiful here." Minika looked at Jiang Junlin in the crystal mirror, and forgot to let go of what was in her hand.

I saw in the mirror a white-clothed man standing in the center of the brilliant light group, with layers of clothes, long black hair draped over his shoulders, that eyebrow, that eye, that lips...

"Is this me? Isn't this me? There is simply a classical beauty coming out of the painting!" Jiang Junlin cried out in surprise, pointing at the figure in the mirror.

Jiang Junlin’s skin used to be sickly white, but now it’s a crystal-like jade white. Half a month before he arrived in this world, he had his hairstyle, his hair grew so long all of a sudden, and his hair looked black. Bright and supple, you can just go to shampoo ads.

The five senses, dazzlingly looked at him, but after looking at it for a while, Jiang Junlin felt that the person inside was not himself at all. The once ordinary eyebrows and eyes are now combined, and they all look soft.

It’s not feminine, but has the style of a weak young man in ancient times. It seems that as soon as you raise your sleeves, you have to study ink and calligraphy. As soon as you flick your sleeves, you will play the piano and chant poems. Caressed.

Raised in a deep house, not like a woman, better than a woman.

A delicate beauty.

"Damn, I'm weaker, I'm not a healthy man, and I don't have muscles, but I won't be like this? The whole little white face raised by people?" Jiang Junlin rubbed his face vigorously.

Minika put down the things in her hand, covered the crystal mirror again, and hurriedly stepped forward to rescue Jiang Junlin's small face, pulled Jiang Junlin's hand, and said, "A Jiang has such a beautiful face, don't hurt it."

"Why did I suddenly change this look?" Jiang Junlin was distressed and puzzled.

Not to mention the frail body, but the classical-looking atmosphere, Jiang Junlin didn't think he should have it either! Even with his experience from childhood to adulthood, he couldn't develop this feeling!

Is it because of this white dress?

Well, the possibility is very high. Generally, looking at a white coat, and then a floating white coat, it is easy to remind people of the ancient brothers or scholars.

Of course, there are swordsmen who like to wear white clothes, but the white clothes of the swordsman are obviously different from the white clothes worn by the scholars. The white clothes worn by the swordsmen also need to make his movements convenient. The white clothes of the scholars are really bookish.

"Well, I have to ask Laimiro to redo some clothes for me." Thinking that he figured it out, Jiang Junlin looked at his clothes and said.

"Ajaan, your clothes are already very beautiful." Minika touched the material on Jiang Junlin's body.

Jiang Junlin also admitted that the clothes were very beautiful, but they were too beautiful and elegant, and he pulled at the clothes on his body and said, "I want a few..."

Before the words were finished, the curtain of the outer room was suddenly opened, and a tall man walked in.

"Ah, Wentard, you are here." Jiang Junlin blinked, stood still, and called out obediently.

Wentard stood at the door, staring at him coldly, not talking, nor coming over. He went to work with Jesse just now and hurried home. There was no one at home, but he was anxious.

When I found out all the way, I heard everyone talking about Jiang Junlin's appearance, and while nodding to those who eagerly told him which direction Jiang Junlin was heading, Wentd was angry in his heart.

"I'm sorry, Wentard, I brought Ajaan out." Minika lowered her head and apologized in shame.

Vented glanced at Minika coldly and said nothing.

He knew that he probably couldn't blame Minika for this, but Wentard was still mad at what Minika had promised, but he didn't do it.

Seeing that Wentd was silent all the time, Jiang Junlin felt sullenly that Wentd was bad again. Instead, he thought about what Raimiro had said today and what Minika told him about the world. , And then walked over, took Wentd's hand and shook it, and took the initiative to show okay.

"Wented, don't blame Minika, I was wrong. I won't be like this anymore. I will listen to you, okay?"

Jiang Junlin approached, being held by the white and tender little hand, Wentd's heart softened immediately, but he was still thinking about how to make Jiang Junlin a little obedient in the future, but didn't want to. In the next second, Jiang Junlin promised to get up. Vented couldn't believe it for a while.

"Really, Vented, I'm just curious, so I wanted to come out and have a look, I'm sorry." Jiang Junlin took Wented's stout arm and leaned over.

At the moment when he saw Wen Ted, Jiang Junlin's first reaction was not "bad", but "finally coming", and was superficially happy.

Jiang Junlin suddenly felt that no matter what the world is like here, what is outside of home, good, bad, friendly, and unfriendly, he really feels stable and safe when he sees Wen Ted. , Peaceful.

Because Jiang Junlin knew that Wentd would really take care of himself and protect himself, no matter what.

Wentd was not touched or excited by Jiang Junlin's confession. On the contrary, he was a little suspicious. Some doubted whether Jiang Junlin made him happy again, and some doubted whether his female was wronged outside, so he became obedient.

If it was Jiang Junlin who coaxed herself to rest assured and kept herself from getting angry, Wentd would be fine. Anyway, it would be her own female, self-willed, nothing.

But if you are bullied...

Wentd took Jiang Junlin into his arms and asked softly, "Have you encountered anything?"

"What can there be? Of course it's okay." Jiang Junlin, who was softly leaning against Wentd's chest, suddenly raised his head. Although Wentd's voice seemed to be nothing, but inexplicably, Jiang Junlin knew that Went's German language was chilly.

"Really okay?" Wentder looked at Jiang Junlin's calm face, and touched him as if checking with both hands.

"...Minika is still here!" Jiang Junlin glared at Vented angrily, and at the same time took a good shot of him.

"Uh, I'll go out first, first." Minika blushed, and hurriedly got out of the door where Wentd let out sideways.

Wentd grabbed Jiang Junlin's little hand and put it to his mouth to peck lightly. He was about to say something, but when he saw the red mark on Jiang Junlin's hand, his face immediately sank and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Wented, don't touch him outside in the future, so I don't see Minika next time!" Jiang Junlin drew his hand, clenched his fist in anger and thumped Wentd's shoulder.

"Okay." Wentder agreed, but immediately caught Jiang Junlin's little hand again, still calmly opening his face, and said, "What happened to the hand?"

Jiang Junlin glanced at what Wentd was paying attention to, and cast his lips indifferently, and said, "Rimiro asked me to help with Minika, so I just fiddled with it at will, Minika told me not to do it."

"Raimiro? How could he ask you to do something." Wentd kissed and kissed Jiang Junlin's hand painfully, with a bad tone.

Jiang Junlin was about to say nothing was instructed to do something, when the curtain outside was raised, Laimiro walked in.

"Wented, just did something, look at you, baby."

"He's not in good health." Vented frowned at Raimiro's disapproving tone.

"Okay, the little guy is not in good health. You don't have to learn to do anything. Just spoil him! Spoil the sky, see where you can find such a high ladder to get him down." Raimiro said in an annoyed manner.

Vented was still pursing his lips unhappy, Jiang Junlin first smiled apologetically at Raimiro, then pulled Laventd's hair and whispered: "Let's go home first!"

"it is good."

He felt that the baby in his arms had been "abused" by Raimiro, but Wentder was not good to be angry with Raimiro, so he coldly nodded to Raimiro and walked out with Jiang Junlin in his arms.

"Ajaan, are you going back?" Minika was still embarrassed at Ted above when the promise was not done.

"Well, Minika, come and chat with me when you have time." Jiang Junlin tried to bid farewell to Minika while preventing Wentd from hiding his face.

"Okay, Ajaan, you have to be obedient when you go home." Minika chased to the door, watching Wentd disappear quickly holding Jiang Junlin, and waved goodbye.

As soon as he left the crowded place, Jiang Junlin moved around in Went De's arms. Feeling Wentd's strong arms around him, and touching Wentd's hard and cool body, Jiang Junlin began to flatten his mouth.

"Wented, why did you come to pick me up?" Jiang Junlin simply forgot that he ran out by himself...

"I'm sorry." Wentder apologized hurriedly when he heard the grievance in the voice of the person in his arms.

"I just went out for a walk. Raimiro taught me for a long time, ooh..." Jiang Junlin said this little grievance, while poking Wentd's hard abdominal muscles with his fingers dissatisfied.

"It's okay." Wentard patted the back of the person in his arms.

"I went out, am I wrong?" Jiang Junlin continued to poke Went De's tough muscles aggrievedly.

"Yes, I know you are bored." Wentd shook his head, firmly supporting the person in his arms.

"That's right! It's so boring with you!"

Wentd's words "You are bored" are like a switch, and Jiang Junlin's unaccustomed dissatisfaction poured out in his heart.

"Before, when I went home, I could watch TV, surf the Internet, chat, sing with friends on weekends, play cards, drive outside the farmhouse, and go on vacations before traveling. I usually go to work with a lot of colleagues, busy working hours, and I have parents when I go home. Nagging a few words, and then occasionally blind dates, where you want to go. Here, when you didn’t return to the tribe, you stayed with you two people all day long. I went back to the tribe and used that horrible thing. I can’t move for half a month. I know what it’s like to be paralyzed and I can’t control my body. I’m really tired when I’m alive. Fortunately, I have you..."

Wentder still couldn't understand what the person in his arms meant, but he could feel Jiang Junlin's grievances and dissatisfaction. He lowered his head and rubbed his chin against the head of the person in his arms, and whispered: "Good, there is me."

"Well, it's great to have you." Jiang Junlin sniffed, suppressing the sudden mood of missing the earth.

"Good." Wen Ted patted Jiang Junlin.

"Wented, can't I see anyone in the future?" Jiang Junlin was terrified of this.

"No." Wentd shook his head, then his eyes flickered, and said, "I will take you out often in the future, okay?"

"Huh, it's almost the same. I'm not a prisoner, how can I keep me locked up." Jiang Junlin was satisfied.

"It's not off." Vented replied.

Jiang Junlin, who was satisfied with his wish, lowered his head and played with his fingers, and then saw the dazzling red marks on the white and tender skin. He hadn't felt any pain for a long time, but now he felt his hands hurt.

"Wented, my hand hurts so much."

"Does it hurt?" Vented frowned tightly.

"...It hurts." Jiang Junlin hesitated for a second before nodding decisively.

Immediately, even if he hadn't got home yet, Wentard lifted the thing on Jiang Junlin's body, held the person in his arms firmly with one hand, picked up Jiang Junlin's fingers with the other, looked at it, then blew gently, and said softly. : "Does it still hurt?"

"It hurts." Jiang Junlin blinked, his eyes red.

So far, Wentard has seen the person in his arms cry twice, each time he worried him terribly.

Seeing that the eyes of the person in his arms were red, as if to cry, Wentd first kissed the corner of Jiang Junlin’s eyes, licked the mist, and then gently licked the red marks on Jiang Junlin’s fingers with the tip of his tongue. , Coaxed infinitely softly: "Go home and apply medicine, okay?"

In fact, even Wentd’s softest tongue is too rough for Jiang Junlin. Wentd’s tongue licked the area where it had broken skin. It didn’t hurt and started to become hot, but Jiang Junlin didn’t pull out his fingers. Vented carefully comforted himself in his way.

After blinking again, when he heard Wentd’s hard voice saying soft words, Jiang Junlin's nose was sour, he hurriedly buried his head in Wentd’s arms, sniffed his nose, and said: "Well, go home, you give me medicine. ."

"it is good."

Wentard nodded slightly, and then saw Jiang Junlin's sudden plunge into his arms, and asked worriedly: "Does it really hurt?"

"It's not very painful." Jiang Junlin shook his head.

Wentder felt Jiang Junlin's small body trembling slightly, and wanted to ask if the person in his arms was crying again, but he didn't dare to ask, so he could only gently put his hand on Jiang Junlin's head, stroking it, and comforting silently. .

In fact, the fingers really don't hurt. How can Jiang Junlin feel such a small red mark? He ignored it himself.

Jiang Junlin started to feel the pain when Wentd found it with such a direct distressed expression.

This kind of pain, Jiang Junlin knew, was not really pain, but a psychological feeling.

Just like those children who fall outdoors, if there are no adults around, they will usually get up and continue to play. If they see an adult around them paying attention to themselves, they will immediately cry out in pain and cry again.

This crying of children attracts the attention of adults, but more often they feel the pain of the body when they see the dependent object. Therefore, the more painful areas are, the more they feel pain, the more they think about it, that's all.

Jiang Junlin didn't care about the small red mark on his finger, but when Wentd was concerned, Jiang Junlin slowly felt that it seemed to really hurt, and it seemed to hurt more and more.

Jiang Junlin didn't feel embarrassed for his squeamish and childlike grievances, he felt aggrieved as a matter of course.

Once when he was studying and working in the provincial capital alone, he had no meals, was cold, hungry, and sick, so he could only take care of himself, even on the phone, without talking to his parents.

But when he returned to his home town, and usually caught a little cold, he would tell his mother that no matter how old the child is, he is always a child in front of his parents. The more I grow up, the more I understand that this is an indifferent society, the more I am eager for someone to care for myself purely, and the more I hope for someone to care for myself selflessly.

In this world, without parents or family, Wentd provided all the care and care Jiang Junlin needed. Naturally, Wentd became the object of Jiang Junlin's heart.

Jiang Junlin, who was not strong in his heart and self-reliant, subconsciously magnified his small grievances in front of Wen Ted.

Seriously, Jiang Junlin didn't cry at this time. His lacrimal glands were not developed. He was buried in Wentdard's arms, looked at the red mark on his finger, with a little tear in it, and smiled gently.

This man cares more about himself than himself!

The author has something to say: I said, I'm breaking the jar now.

I wrote the outline yesterday. I will write it down according to the outline, no matter how you say it, whether it is criticism or comfort.

I have nothing to say about this article on Crystal, and I don't have much expectation.

Just be the pathfinder in the **! Ugh……

Of course, I must learn my lesson in the future!

Of course, the lesson refers to my own bad mentality, not everyone's opinions. Every reader's opinion is to make this article better.

It's just that it's hard to adjust, and I'm useless, and it's messed up.

In the future, everyone will read the text freely, and I will try my best to write mine.

[This chapter is in principle on April 24th, but please forgive me, anyway, the number of words is so much, so let me cancel today's chapter! It will be updated every day from tomorrow. 】