Master... A timid call came from his ears, pulling Ninja back to reality from memory, and comfortingly touched the slave's head
Since he brought him back from Ryusuke that day, the slave could not accept anybody outside of his tolerance to touch him for two weeks.
As long as he leaves, he will hold his head and curl up his body into a ball, trembling.
It took a month to gradually eliminate his fear, slowly open his body, and accept the outside world again.
But he could never get rid of the shadows caused to him by those three days. His face always looked flattering and shivering. He was even more obedient to his forbearance, fearing that he would be inappropriate at all.
Taking him to Suwa Lake is a stubborn person. He knew very well what kind of impact this would cause to the slave. He thought he would have struggled, but he didn't expect that he agreed after he hesitating for a moment, and still smiled so softly and timidly.
The coldness of Lake Suwa in late autumn is deep, the clouds are gathering in the evening, and the water is cold and the mountains are heavy.
The vast and empty lake is gone, and only their boat is rippling alone, as if it is sailing in space
The slave curled up beside Nin, wearing a thick turtleneck sweater and loose casual pants, and snuggled beside his master like a chilling little animal.
Outsiders look like a pair of crazy young people who come out to visit the lake in this weather. No one knows how attractive the body is under such conservative clothes.
But Nin knew that it was because he personally put it on the slave.
It was a set of all-black tight leather suit, tightly wrapping the slave's body, only revealing the two red cherry blossoms on the chest, snow-white buttocks and the sexual organs in front of it
He still remembered how he looked when he put the slave on. Even though he was used to seeing all kinds of charming bodies, he felt amazing.
He thought so in his heart, and couldn't help but maliciously pinch the slave's nipples.
The slave obviously felt a little painful and bit his lips, but he still gently raised his chest and let him play with it. A mist of water floated in his dark eyes, with a sense of begging and flattering, reminding people of the white lotus trembling in the evening breeze.
That fragile and helpless beauty made him hold his breath for a moment
Are you scared?
After a moment, the slave whispered: Yes, Master
He was staring at the cold and stern lake. The woman was buried here twelve years ago. This journey would be a very difficult to bear for this slave.
However, the slave's next answer surprised him: the slave... was afraid that his master would be angry
Ninja turned his face and looked at him
The slave lowered his head: When the master said this, the slave had not responded for a long time. Is the master very angry?
After a moment of silence, Zhan Yan smiled: Are you afraid of this? I am not angry that this is outside here, so I don’t have to call myself a slave anymore
However, the slave seemed even more uneasy, trembled for a moment, and stammered: Master... Master... The slave will definitely not dare to do it next time, please don't... don't...
He frowned, held the slave's head and said warmly: What are you worried about? I just said that it's outside now, so you don't have to follow the rules at home. What did you think of?
The slave looked at him suspiciously, as if he was measuring the sincerity in his words, slowly calmed down and whispered: Slave, Ah, I, I am worried that my master would not want me. Last time... The last time my master took the slave out, that's it...
I felt a thrill in my heart, so I picked up the slave and sat on my knees.
He was so light, as if it was a feather, and his eyes were still filled with fear.
He hugged him tightly and said clearly: I will not let you leave me again. You are my slave, I will never want you.
The slave was silent and lowered his eyes
His eyelashes were long, trembling slightly on his pale face, as soft as a dying butterfly
But sooner or later, the master will get tired of slaves. When this body can no longer provide you with happiness, do you still want me?
Ninja looked at him, and the first time I saw this slave on the training platform flashed in my mind
He was still in a coma at that time, with his eyes closed, but he could clearly feel the vitality running in his body
The rough beauty like sunflowers, with the earthy smell, overlaps with the crystal and fragile figures like porcelain, which are now rebellious and gentle, strong and fragile, sneer and tears... appearing in front of the eyes of the king
Finally he said affirmatively: Yes, no matter what you become, I will never want you.
The slave seemed stunned, and a pale smile slowly appeared on his face, and he whispered: Is there a forever in this world? Ten years later, twenty years later, your slave is already old and ugly. Will you still want him? He is just a burden and will not be of any use to you.
Holding your breath
He looked over the slave's gaze, looking at the cold and desolate Lake Suwa, and slowly said: Are you thinking about her, are you? Your mother, Hachiyo
The person in his arms stiffened, and he seemed to be unaware of anything, and he continued to say to himself: Your mother, no doubt, loves you, otherwise she would not have borne you at the risk of being discovered by her husband. She could treat you as an extra piece of meat. It was easy but she did not
But ten years later, she still left alone, leaving you alone in this world. This practice is more cruel than killing you, ten years ago, and became a burden after ten years, so that she abandoned you and the world. This is the most sacred and greatest maternal love, but it is not the case.
People in the world are always like this. They are fickle, fickle and forgetful, and always greedily chase and seek newer things, the latest ones, ignoring what they already have, they always run forward and never stop in such a world, how can there be eternity?
His eyes gradually became dazed, his voice was unprecedentedly low and weak. He noticed it, so he smiled and stared at his fair and slender hands: But everything has exceptions... This variable is that the early arrival of death can change everything, make impossible possible, and let the fickle human beings never have the chance to regret. Because of death, all love and hate end at that moment, solidify into eternity.
When your mother jumped from here like this, she did not give up everything, but gave up on you through death. She turned a frivolous and ridiculous relationship into eternity
So there is eternity in the world, but in her eternity, there is no you
He said slowly, as if he was telling the slave, and seemed to be just telling him.
The long night is approaching, and light smoke covers the entire lake
Someone was whispering: You are always chasing what you can't get...
The sigh, low and gentle, spreading around the rippling water waves
Sad eyes and lower eyebrows appear faintly in the depths of the smoke
I just don't want you to leave. There is a child crying, and the tender childish voice drifts in the desolate evening breeze.
I just hope you love me
Love me, don't leave
For a moment, he seemed to jump up in shock, and the wounds of the past chased him, pestering him, making him unable to get rid of it.
After looking closely, I found that I was still staying on the boat. It was the slave pulling the corner of my clothes. I said in surprise: Yes, that's right, but I have never told anyone about the details of her jumping into the lake. How did the master know?
I know it's because of me... The sound came to an abrupt end. He adjusted his breathing evenly and smiled calmly, it's because I'm your master
He gently stroked the slave's head and said quietly: No one in this world understands you better than me
The slave looked at him, and the doubts in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by trust and attachment: That day, my mother jumped from here, and she pushed me away and refused to let me walk with her, but she did not give up everything
In her arms, in her caring place, there was always a bronze mask, a bronze mask engraved with Takeda's family emblem. The mask sank into the lake with her was given to her by Asami Heiichiro Asami.
She still loves him, even though he plays with her, abandons her, and insults her, she still cannot give up this relationship. Her love for him will never stop until death.
Yes, what you said is right is that there is eternity in the world, but in her eternity, there is no me
Since he brought him back from Ryusuke that day, the slave could not accept anybody outside of his tolerance to touch him for two weeks.
As long as he leaves, he will hold his head and curl up his body into a ball, trembling.
It took a month to gradually eliminate his fear, slowly open his body, and accept the outside world again.
But he could never get rid of the shadows caused to him by those three days. His face always looked flattering and shivering. He was even more obedient to his forbearance, fearing that he would be inappropriate at all.
Taking him to Suwa Lake is a stubborn person. He knew very well what kind of impact this would cause to the slave. He thought he would have struggled, but he didn't expect that he agreed after he hesitating for a moment, and still smiled so softly and timidly.
The coldness of Lake Suwa in late autumn is deep, the clouds are gathering in the evening, and the water is cold and the mountains are heavy.
The vast and empty lake is gone, and only their boat is rippling alone, as if it is sailing in space
The slave curled up beside Nin, wearing a thick turtleneck sweater and loose casual pants, and snuggled beside his master like a chilling little animal.
Outsiders look like a pair of crazy young people who come out to visit the lake in this weather. No one knows how attractive the body is under such conservative clothes.
But Nin knew that it was because he personally put it on the slave.
It was a set of all-black tight leather suit, tightly wrapping the slave's body, only revealing the two red cherry blossoms on the chest, snow-white buttocks and the sexual organs in front of it
He still remembered how he looked when he put the slave on. Even though he was used to seeing all kinds of charming bodies, he felt amazing.
He thought so in his heart, and couldn't help but maliciously pinch the slave's nipples.
The slave obviously felt a little painful and bit his lips, but he still gently raised his chest and let him play with it. A mist of water floated in his dark eyes, with a sense of begging and flattering, reminding people of the white lotus trembling in the evening breeze.
That fragile and helpless beauty made him hold his breath for a moment
Are you scared?
After a moment, the slave whispered: Yes, Master
He was staring at the cold and stern lake. The woman was buried here twelve years ago. This journey would be a very difficult to bear for this slave.
However, the slave's next answer surprised him: the slave... was afraid that his master would be angry
Ninja turned his face and looked at him
The slave lowered his head: When the master said this, the slave had not responded for a long time. Is the master very angry?
After a moment of silence, Zhan Yan smiled: Are you afraid of this? I am not angry that this is outside here, so I don’t have to call myself a slave anymore
However, the slave seemed even more uneasy, trembled for a moment, and stammered: Master... Master... The slave will definitely not dare to do it next time, please don't... don't...
He frowned, held the slave's head and said warmly: What are you worried about? I just said that it's outside now, so you don't have to follow the rules at home. What did you think of?
The slave looked at him suspiciously, as if he was measuring the sincerity in his words, slowly calmed down and whispered: Slave, Ah, I, I am worried that my master would not want me. Last time... The last time my master took the slave out, that's it...
I felt a thrill in my heart, so I picked up the slave and sat on my knees.
He was so light, as if it was a feather, and his eyes were still filled with fear.
He hugged him tightly and said clearly: I will not let you leave me again. You are my slave, I will never want you.
The slave was silent and lowered his eyes
His eyelashes were long, trembling slightly on his pale face, as soft as a dying butterfly
But sooner or later, the master will get tired of slaves. When this body can no longer provide you with happiness, do you still want me?
Ninja looked at him, and the first time I saw this slave on the training platform flashed in my mind
He was still in a coma at that time, with his eyes closed, but he could clearly feel the vitality running in his body
The rough beauty like sunflowers, with the earthy smell, overlaps with the crystal and fragile figures like porcelain, which are now rebellious and gentle, strong and fragile, sneer and tears... appearing in front of the eyes of the king
Finally he said affirmatively: Yes, no matter what you become, I will never want you.
The slave seemed stunned, and a pale smile slowly appeared on his face, and he whispered: Is there a forever in this world? Ten years later, twenty years later, your slave is already old and ugly. Will you still want him? He is just a burden and will not be of any use to you.
Holding your breath
He looked over the slave's gaze, looking at the cold and desolate Lake Suwa, and slowly said: Are you thinking about her, are you? Your mother, Hachiyo
The person in his arms stiffened, and he seemed to be unaware of anything, and he continued to say to himself: Your mother, no doubt, loves you, otherwise she would not have borne you at the risk of being discovered by her husband. She could treat you as an extra piece of meat. It was easy but she did not
But ten years later, she still left alone, leaving you alone in this world. This practice is more cruel than killing you, ten years ago, and became a burden after ten years, so that she abandoned you and the world. This is the most sacred and greatest maternal love, but it is not the case.
People in the world are always like this. They are fickle, fickle and forgetful, and always greedily chase and seek newer things, the latest ones, ignoring what they already have, they always run forward and never stop in such a world, how can there be eternity?
His eyes gradually became dazed, his voice was unprecedentedly low and weak. He noticed it, so he smiled and stared at his fair and slender hands: But everything has exceptions... This variable is that the early arrival of death can change everything, make impossible possible, and let the fickle human beings never have the chance to regret. Because of death, all love and hate end at that moment, solidify into eternity.
When your mother jumped from here like this, she did not give up everything, but gave up on you through death. She turned a frivolous and ridiculous relationship into eternity
So there is eternity in the world, but in her eternity, there is no you
He said slowly, as if he was telling the slave, and seemed to be just telling him.
The long night is approaching, and light smoke covers the entire lake
Someone was whispering: You are always chasing what you can't get...
The sigh, low and gentle, spreading around the rippling water waves
Sad eyes and lower eyebrows appear faintly in the depths of the smoke
I just don't want you to leave. There is a child crying, and the tender childish voice drifts in the desolate evening breeze.
I just hope you love me
Love me, don't leave
For a moment, he seemed to jump up in shock, and the wounds of the past chased him, pestering him, making him unable to get rid of it.
After looking closely, I found that I was still staying on the boat. It was the slave pulling the corner of my clothes. I said in surprise: Yes, that's right, but I have never told anyone about the details of her jumping into the lake. How did the master know?
I know it's because of me... The sound came to an abrupt end. He adjusted his breathing evenly and smiled calmly, it's because I'm your master
He gently stroked the slave's head and said quietly: No one in this world understands you better than me
The slave looked at him, and the doubts in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by trust and attachment: That day, my mother jumped from here, and she pushed me away and refused to let me walk with her, but she did not give up everything
In her arms, in her caring place, there was always a bronze mask, a bronze mask engraved with Takeda's family emblem. The mask sank into the lake with her was given to her by Asami Heiichiro Asami.
She still loves him, even though he plays with her, abandons her, and insults her, she still cannot give up this relationship. Her love for him will never stop until death.
Yes, what you said is right is that there is eternity in the world, but in her eternity, there is no me
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