The Protagonist Only Thinks About Falling In Love

—I never thought of you as my brother.

A simple sentence made Effley's movements suddenly stop.

The warm red liquid in the bathtub wrapped the body, rippling with the waves, exuding bursts of aphrodisiac-like fragrance, the light in the field of vision was swaying, and Rossiu's face became hazy under the thin mist.

His hair fell on his face and shoulders, and he was lying in the bathtub, his bony hands were clasped on the edge of the bathtub, and the cold white complexion against the bathtub revealed a sense of abstinence and coldness, and the back of his hands was stained with water, ticking and dripping. on the ground.

This seems to be an extremely decadent oil painting, with thick ink and heavy colors, the person in the painting has the noble temperament unique to the aristocrats, messy and gorgeous, so people can't help but want to reach out and touch him.

"What did you say...?" Evelyn asked in a deep and slow voice.

Rossiu got a moment of respite, took a big breath of fresh air, and his chest heaved violently, "I said... I never, never regarded you as a brother, Evely."

"You said before..." Evelyn's voice stopped abruptly.

Yes, Los Xiu never said that he regards him as a brother, everything is his self-righteousness, he thinks that Los Xiu also regards him as a good brother who depends on each other, he thinks that during that period of getting along, in their mutual memories is a special existence.

"You said that kind of thing... between brothers, it's normal." Evelyn realized that he had been cheated of his feelings.

"Brother..." Rossiu laughed "ha", "Evely, you are so naive."

He raised his slender neck and looked at the ceiling. His long silver hair was hanging down in the water. No matter it was static or dynamic, his every move was exquisite and beautiful. Childlike childishness.

It's come to this point, do you still want to be brothers?

He doesn't allow it.

He opened his mouth to say something, but Ephraim pressed his chin fiercely and kissed him.

Although Every's brotherhood with him has changed, but he once really wanted to love his beautiful brother, and even felt guilty for his filthiness because of having thoughts he shouldn't have many times.

So far, it's useless to say anything.

"You lied to me..." Everey whispered.

Rossiu's pupils constricted for a moment, and the hand that was loosely resting on the edge of the bathtub was clenched suddenly, and he bit his lower lip. Evrye looked angry, and his tone seemed to be grieving, viciously, and Rossiu couldn't say a complete sentence. .

"How could you... treat me like this?" Evelyn said.

"You played with my feelings."

"Your Highness... Your Highness Luo Sixiu..."

Effley called his name in his ear, Rossiu hugged the back of Effley's neck with one hand, "I... didn't..."

No juggling.

He couldn't say all of his words, and was kissed on his lips the next moment. Evelyn seemed to be deliberately trying to "punish" him by not giving him a chance to explain.

The tip of their tongues mingled together.

"Evrye, would you do this kind of thing with...your brother?" Rossiu hooked the back of his neck, "Stop...deceiving yourself."

"It was you who lied to me." Iflay would not do this kind of thing with his brother, the only person he wanted to be a brother was only one, and this brotherhood was still deteriorating halfway.

"You fell in love with me." Los Xiu said firmly.

—You are in love with me.

The moonlight poured down and fell on his face.

Effley lowered his head against his forehead, not denying his words.

"Your Highness Rossiu, that's not what you should say." Ephraim pressed his fingertips on Rossiu's lips, and did what he wanted to do before, "You don't feel a little bit about deceiving me. Are you guilty?"

Los Xiu pressed the back of his hand to his lips, the end of his eyes flushed.

Finally, not long after, he turned his head, with a low breathless voice in his voice, "I was wrong...Everly..."

In the dead of night, the servants were asleep.

When Yi Fulai wiped Luo Xiu's hair, Luo Xiu also fell asleep against Yi Fulai.

Evelyn hugged Luo Xiu, who had fallen asleep, out of the bathroom, put him on the bed, and pulled the quilt. Luo Xiu was in a deep sleep, and Efray raised his hand to touch his face, and straightened up.

Effley pushed open the window, sat on the window sill, and was silent for a long while.

[I'm such a beast. 】 He said.

The system that just came out of Harmony: […]

Effley: [I still want to wake him up. 】

System: [Your heart is still in a mess. 】

Effley: [Yes. 】

He touched the position of his heart.

What kind of feeling is this? Wanting to love him while at the same time wanting to turn him into a rag doll is such an evil idea.

System: [The Bible is no longer useful to you. 】

Iflay sighed heavily, and the system also sighed heavily.

Effley was blowing the wind in the middle of the night at the window, and when he was about to close the window, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a sneaky figure in the yard downstairs.

The evening wind blew through the flowers and plants in the yard, and a figure behind the fountain looked around evasively, not like someone in this castle, he suddenly raised his head and looked upstairs.

The black figure by the window stood out under the moonlight. The other party waved at him as if to say hello, then turned and walked outside. This scene was a bit permeating at night.

Every had a hunch that something was wrong.

There are guards downstairs, how could the other party appear here so easily.

He turned around, went to the door and pushed it open.

On the first floor, two guards sat slumped aside, as if they had fainted. Iflay went over to check each other's breath, they were still alive.

He was about to wake him up, when he saw a black shadow reflected on the door, holding a stick and smashing it.

Suddenly, Evelyn's heart tightened, and he rolled over to escape. The incident happened suddenly, and his arm was still hit. He was numb for a moment. When he turned his head, he saw that the other party was covering his face. Efray took two steps back and stepped on someone toes.

More than a dozen people came out from all around, and those who came were not friendly.

The other party came over with a stick, and Evely felt that they didn't want his life. One person reached out from Effley to hold his arm, and Evely jumped up and kicked the person in front. The man took a few steps back due to inertia, hit the wall, and used it as a meat pad for Evelyn.

The two sides fought anxiously, and there was a lot of movement, but no one showed up.

The soundproofing here is pretty good.

Until a black hood was put on Evely's head, Evely lost the wind.

Don't talk about martial arts!

Effley: 【;#￥口口口口......】

067 only heard a series of harmonized words.

……

Because Every was so energetic, Los Xiule couldn't even lift his hands, and fell asleep drowsily. In the middle of the night, for some unknown reason, a feeling of falling from his chest suddenly woke him up.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

A gust of wind blew in from the open window, the curtain fluttered, and one corner of it rose high and then fell down. Luo Sixiu's eyes were not clear yet, a thin layer of sweat appeared on the forehead, and his heart went up and down, uneasy.

The side of the bed was empty.

Los Xiu supported his upper body with his arms and wanted to get up, but before he could get up completely, his waist was so weak that he fell down again.

"Every." His voice was hoarse and he couldn't speak.

In the past, no matter where he called Effley's name, Effley would respond to him, but this time it became an exception.

There is no second person in the room.

As if falling apart, Rose got out of bed, opened the door, and went to the bathroom, toilet...no, nowhere.

Los Xiu's eyes became darker and darker in the dark night.

He ran away.

Evelyn ran away.

Evely only wanted to be his brother, but he changed their relationship forcefully, so Evely ran away.

Although their country is open, this kind of thing between the same sex is also called incoherent love. They can't see the light. Most of the romantic affairs circulated are between nobles. In the eyes of some religions, this is even a sin. Symbol of evil.

Rossiu automatically formed a logical chain in his mind, the more he thought about it, the deeper he thought, and he punched the wall with a muffled sound.

He raised his head, the veins around his neck were faintly bulging, his long, smooth hair fell behind him, and his masseter muscles twitched twice.

Damn, he's going to get him back.

Tune in well.

[The blackening value of the protagonist has increased by 20.00%, and the current blackening value is 70.00%. 】

[The blackening value of the protagonist has increased by 80.00%, and the current blackening value is [-]%. 】

[The protagonist's blackening value has dropped...]

Yvesley was wearing a black hood, his mouth was tightly gagged, his hands were tied with hemp rope, and he still had the system broadcasting every 2 minutes in his head, which sounded as lively as a festival.

He sat on the wooden plank, the carriage staggered, and he shook accordingly.

【what happened? ] He interrupted the system, 【Are you broken? 】

System: [No. 】

【Los Xiu woke up? 】

[Well, it's almost dawn. 】

Effley was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly said: 【I look like a scumbag. 】

From Luo Sixiu's point of view, it may be that he had just spent a good night with his lover last night, before the bed was warmed up, the other party lifted his pants and left.

system:【……】

Is now the time to focus on this?

【You were kidnapped. 】The system said.

Evelyn: [It's not good to be too popular, because it's missed by thieves. 】

This familiar tone reminded the system of a system it had taken over.

I really miss it.

Iflay is not in a hurry, since the other party didn't want his life, there is still a turning point.

Every heard someone talking beside him, and learned that he was planning to "go abroad for a few days", and the place where he was hit with a stick on his neck was still a little sore.

The blackening value skyrocketed all night, and it began to decrease again at dawn. Every was able to remove his hood midway through eating. They were under strict guard. He wanted to go to the bathroom and was watched, and the hemp rope on his hand was not untied. .

He was taken away in a hurry. He was only wearing a shirt and a pair of black trousers. Several buttons of the shirt were broken, and the collar was split to the chest. His muscles were tight, revealing a little bit of ambiguity.

His eyes were blindfolded, and he could only vaguely see the outline outside.

After walking for two days and two nights, the carriage stopped.

Someone pulled the hemp rope in Ivlai's hand to let him go forward. In the past two days, Ivlai didn't know the situation on Rossiu's side. The blackening value occasionally rose and fell, which was worse than riding a roller coaster. Stimulate.

The curtains were drawn in the room, the light was dim, and Evelyn was pressed on the stool.

"Lord Earl, someone brought it here." The man who brought Evry in said, "The Earl should also keep his promise."

The man was wearing a tuxedo, his curly hair fell from the corner of his forehead, and he raised his hand and waved it casually.

How could these little mice willingly help him if they didn't give him some benefits.

Things seem to be going well this time.

The man sat on the stool, with one leg crossed over the other, looking at the traitor in front of him, with the toe of his shoe touching the ground, beating it up and down, exuding a dangerous aura.

The man looked down and narrowed his eyes slightly, "What's going on with him?"

"Perhaps he had an affair with some maid." The man said.

The man snorted, "Interesting."

He let the man out, got up and walked around Evrye.

The unknown can make people feel frightened, and Evelyn's Adam's apple rolled. In fact, he had recognized the voice the moment he heard the man's voice.

"Untie it," the man said.

The black veil covering his eyes was torn away, he squinted his eyes, and saw the man in front of him—as expected, it was Earl Austin.

His former master.

"Every, good day." The Austin man tugged on the black gloves on his hands and twirled a water glass, "I don't know if you still remember my old friend."

He looked like he was chatting with his friends, but in the next second, he slammed the cup on the ground and kicked Evelyn's stool over. Evelyn's arm was pressed by the stool and he fell to the ground. Among the fragments of the cup, he wrinkled his face in pain.

"It seems that you have a good life." Austin said, "It's really unpleasant--Evely, you have failed my trust."

Yvesley used his name to leave the castle, so that he was implicated later, the king had a gap with him, and other nobles were watching his jokes. Thinking of this, Austin was furious.

"Macaron." Austin called out, and a person came in immediately.

Another old friend of Evry's.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

"Lock him up." Austin said, "Treat him well."

"Wait a minute, my lord the earl." Yvesley shouted, "Please give me another chance."

He was lying on the ground, the wrist behind him touched the splinters, he was cutting the hemp rope, and the sticky blood was a little in the way.

Austin: "Oh?"

"I know a lot about His Royal Highness the Third Prince." Iflay said that he was useful.

Austin pondered for a moment, and Macallan hurriedly said, "My lord, don't be blinded by him!"

Austin glanced at him, "I need you to teach me how to do things?"

Ma Karen was so frightened by this look that he broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly lowered his head and said "no".

It is not uncommon for a betrayer to betray the first time, and there will be a second time.

Austin believed him, but—

"But I'm holding my breath, what do you think should I do?" He squatted in front of Every, "If you are willing to serve me for one night, it's not like I can't give you this opportunity."

Effley: "..."

A shard of glass cut through his palm.

He endured the humiliation and said: "...I can promise you."

"Okay." Austin laughed happily, "But, in order to ensure my safety, Evelyn, you still have to suffer some flesh and blood injuries, so that I can see you not so obtrusive--Macaron, take him down , don't kill him."

There was no room for maneuver in this, and when Macaron pulled him up, Evelyn hid the glass in his sleeve, his arms were covered in blood, and no one paid much attention.

The dark passage is very long, and Macaron taunted Evelyn, who was cutting the rope with glass shards behind his back, looking at everything inside, and when he was about to enter a door, the rope in his hand fell. ground.

Evely landed a knife on Macalun's shoulder and neck, but the hand was tied for too long, and the force was not aimed properly. Macaron did not faint, and screamed loudly. Evely kicked his ass, pulling Keep the distance, turn around and run.

At the corner, Evelyn stopped for a moment.

【left. 】The system said.

Under the guidance of the system, Effley met a few patrolling people, but it went smoothly, but when he was about to leave the gate, he saw Earl Austin and two guards beside him.

Iflay's pace slowed down, and the people behind him also caught up, attacking back and forth.

He looked at the window to the side, the muscles in his legs were tense, and he ran away, with a "bang", an arrow grazed Evrai's cheek, and Evrai rolled on the ground, panting, shattered His hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead. He touched the stinging part of his cheek with his thumb, scarlet blood appeared on his fingertips, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

Effley: [I'm going to be finished. 】

System: [It's okay, I can't die. 】

At this time, what appeared in Evrye's mind was Rossiu's face.

The handsome man with long silver hair, his usual demeanor, and those details that he hadn't noticed, were subconsciously remembered for him.

He misses him a little bit.

It is said that a person recalls the most important memories of his life before he dies.

What a short life.

【Before I die, can I see Luo Sixiu again? ] He asked the system.

System: [Can't die. 】

Effley: [I miss him. 】

system:【……】

Gee.

The system impatiently cut out a picture from the nearest database and conveyed it to Every's mind.

That picture came to Every's mind.

Rossiu's face was flushed red, the end of his eyes was moist, his expression was so forbearable that he was about to cry, and his muscles were tense.

Effley: "..."

Why is this picture?

Although... he also likes to watch it.

Effley: [You won't—] You can see it too.

He wasn't finished yet.

When the system saw a full screen of mosaics, it let out a weird cry, denying that it was messing around, [No, don't talk nonsense!I coded it here! 】

No, no, why are you so impatient.