【Blue Silver】Happy quicksand

Chapter 38

Aizen indulged himself in these memories, he looked at the person on the bed, feeling a little dazed.The slender and childish boy at the beginning has now become such a powerful and dazzling man. He joined the fifth team according to the original agreement, came to him, and accompanied him all the way to today.

"Why are you telling me this? Do you think I will believe it?" Yin's cold voice suddenly sounded, pulling the man back to reality.

"Your current situation is the same as when you practiced the Swastika but couldn't always succeed." Aizen said slowly, and continued under Yin's puzzled eyes: "I told you at that time that there are some things that cannot be done with the eyes. Seeing and hearing cannot even rely on memory and impressions, but on feelings. Only by relying more on the instincts and feelings of the body can we get closer to the essence of things and gain more pure power."

Ichimaru Gin looked at him suspiciously, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You mean, if you want to know you, you can't rely on seeing, hearing, or memory and impression, but on feeling and instinct. Is it?"

Hearing this, Lan Ran's expression suddenly changed, and there seemed to be a smile on his face: "At the beginning, you responded to me in the same way. It seems that even if the memory is changed, you are still the silver I know. It reassures me a lot.”

When Yin heard these words, a strange fluctuation slipped through his heart.He subconsciously raised his head to look at the man beside the bed, and met the gaze that was looking straight at him. For some reason, he felt his heart beating faster, and hurriedly lowered his head.

Seeing the reaction of the person on the bed, Aizen couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. He stood up slowly, "Come here, you have a good rest, I'll go first." After speaking, he turned and walked towards the door.

When Aizen opened the door and was about to leave, Ichimaru Gin suddenly remembered something and shouted, "Wait!"

Aizen stopped, but didn't look back, and the hand holding the doorknob tightened unconsciously.

The person behind hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Then... how is the child...?"

"died……"

"What!" Hearing the answer, the person on the bed almost jumped up, and there was a tremor unconsciously in his voice, "What did you say...dead...dead?"

The man by the door turned around, looked at the man who was obviously panicked by this answer, narrowed his eyes, and added flatly: "Almost."

Yin heaved a sigh of relief, his tense body softened, and he leaned back on the pillow, his face showing the look of the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

"Don't you want him to die?" Lan Ran asked, her voice was not as heavy as before, and seemed to be tinged with a little lightness.He leaned against the door with a playful face, carefully watching the reaction of the person on the bed.

Yin didn't look back, but looked down at the bed, even he himself was surprised by his reaction just now.It was obvious that he wanted to kill him before, and wanted to erase the traces of shame left by being forced. At that time, he was determined to kill him, and he was not lenient, and he wanted to put the child to death.But for some reason, the moment the man said he was "dead", a great panic and sadness that almost pierced his heart surged in an instant, and even now, his violent heartbeat has not calmed down.And when he learned that he was still safe, the unprecedented joy and peace of mind flowed through his chest.

"I'm just...he...he's just a child after all." He murmured, but couldn't find a better reason.

Aizen looked at the man on the bed who seemed to be in trouble, and didn't push him any further, just said lightly: "In the afternoon, I will let that child come to see you."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill him?" Yin raised his head and looked at the man unexpectedly.

"You won't." The man said firmly, "He is the child you gave birth to regardless of his life. You love him very much, and the instinct in your heart will prevent you from doing things that hurt him."

After the man finished speaking, he left the room, leaving the little fox sitting on the bed with a blank face. "Instinct...in my heart?" He repeated the man's words, and his doubts grew more and more.

Seeing Aizen leave, Yin leaned back to the bed weakly and closed his eyes slightly.The tense nerves and the ups and downs of emotions just now had consumed too much energy, and now he felt as exhausted as if he was exhausted.

Ai Ran's words just now seemed to hit the silver-haired man's heart with a heavy hammer, making his heart roar and he couldn't calm down for a long time.The man who was so cruel and cold in his memory that he hated him deeply told him after waking up that they were actually lovers and true companions.Such a ridiculous thing was taken for granted by that guy.

Yin knew that he should take this without hesitation as another way for that man to play with people's hearts, a brand new method that he found ordinary physical torture too boring.However, somewhere in his heart was preventing him from making such a conclusion, and a part of his rationality was constantly reminding him that Aizen would not tell such absurd lies.

Even if he had false memories of what he had done, the understanding of that man in his mind was like an instinct in his blood, which made him unable to mistake him.Yin still remembers when Aizen defected from Soul Soul Realm, he stabbed cruelly at the deputy Hina Sentao who had always admired, trusted, and followed him. fear.Cruel giving, tough plundering, and straightforward abandonment are the man's consistent style and means of doing things.Therefore, it is not like what he would do to pretend to be a lover with exhausting words, to coax and swear an oath with soft words, or even to be gentle with his own actions.

And if all this was really just a lie, it would be too cruel.

Yin tried to search the past in his mind, hoping to find more evidence from those details.Even if his relationship with Aizen has always been abuse and deprivation, there must be more details and developments. He tried to recall those not-so-good past events.

However, chaotic thoughts rushed into his brain in an instant, and the more he tried to sort it out, the more he couldn't find a clue.There were too many blurred memories about the man, bits and pieces pieced together missing details.

What Yin is more concerned about is that only the part about Aizen is confused in memory, but about the others——Rangiku, Kira, Kuchiki Byakuya, Kurosaki Ichigo...everyone in Soul World clearly remembers Clearly, why is only the part about Aizen so vague?

Just when Yin felt his head began to ache, a knock on the door suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

"Who is it?" He regained his composure in an instant, and looked in the direction of the door with calm eyes.

The door was slowly pushed open a gap, and a small silver-haired head shrank in from behind the door.

Yin's heart throbbed slightly because of this familiar hair color.

The little head looked up at him, it was a pair of brown eyes, with innocent worry in the eyes, and the eyes were a little swollen, that little face seemed to have the power to soften people's hearts, which made Yin's tense emotions relax instantly down.

"Mama...you...are you awake?" the silver-haired child stumbled, with a hint of timidity in his voice.

"Yeah, you knocked on the door so loudly that you woke me up." He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and said relaxedly.

The child at the door was obviously flustered, blinked his eyes, looked at a loss, and then muttered in a low voice with some frustration: "I'm sorry... I... I didn't mean to..." As he said, the little boy He lowered his head slightly, and retreated a little behind the door.

Seeing his timid and self-reproaching appearance, Yin suddenly felt unbearable, and tried to slow down his voice and said: "I woke up a long time ago, and I am bored, do you want to come in?"

Hearing this, the little face that had been clouded just now showed a smile again, and his eyes narrowed into a line, making Yin, who was looking at him, couldn't help but want to smile too.

The little ghost came in from behind the door, bounced to his bedside, happily threw himself on the quilt covering his legs, looked at him excitedly, and shouted: "Ma Ma, are you really not sleepy?" ? If I disturb your rest, Papa will be angry."

"Angry? You mean Aizen? Can he even kill his own son?" Mentioning that man would be angry, Yin immediately thought of his cruel methods, Yin couldn't help frowning, with a worried look on his face Looking at the little child in front of him.

Little Persimmon was stunned for a moment, then remembered about Ma Ma's amnesia, and hurriedly shook her head vigorously: "Ma Ma, don't misunderstand Papa, Papa will never hit me, Papa treats me very well, the entire Xuye Palace, Papa No. The second pain is me!"

"Second?" Yin asked subconsciously, and then seemed to react, suddenly a little embarrassed.

Little Persimmon, however, failed to notice his Mama's emotions, and replied quite solemnly: "Baba is the one who hurts Mama first, and the second one is me. This is what you told me before, Mama. "

Yin scratched his hair in embarrassment for this answer, looked at the kid in front of him with a pair of big eyes and innocent face, and smiled helplessly.Seeing this child, Yin always felt soft in his heart, and the restlessness and uneasiness in his heart just now faded a lot.He thought of how he strangled the child's neck and almost killed him yesterday, and he couldn't help regretting it for a while.Such a weak and well-behaved little devil with the same hair color as himself, how did he manage to fight at that time?

With a trace of guilt and heartache, Yin couldn't help reaching out and touching his little head. The silver hair was smooth and soft, with a warm touch unique to children, making it hard to put it down.After fiddling for a while, he couldn't help brushing back the little persimmon's forehead hair.Without the cover of the forehead hair, Xiao Persimmon's plump forehead was exposed, his eyes looked bigger, his eyelashes were very long, and he looked at him flickeringly, with an obedient appearance of letting others ravage him, and he had no intention of dodging and resisting at all.

"Ah, you really look like that guy." Yin couldn't help sighing.The child's big brown eyes, straight nose and sharp lips are exactly like Aizen.Thinking of giving birth to a child who looks like that man, I always feel a little weird in my heart, but it doesn't seem to be disgusting...

"I look like Papa, my hair looks like numbness, and when I smile, my eyes are crooked like numbness!" The crisp child's voice interrupted Yin's thoughts, and the kid was looking at him with a proud face, as if being praised same.

"Puchi," Yin couldn't help laughing, and then deliberately joked: "Ah, so what? It's nothing special, it's very ordinary."

Hearing this, the little face that was still smiling immediately suppressed the smile, frowned slightly, pouted in disbelief, and shouted at him: "How can it be ordinary! There are not many people with silver hair in the entire Xuye Palace. ! And my papa's appearance is not only a first-class beauty in Xuye Palace, but even in Soul Soul Realm, she is not ordinary at all!"

"Hahaha~~~" Yin finally couldn't help laughing on the bed when he heard this, "Beautiful boy? Haha, I don't know what expression that guy will make when he is praised as a handsome boy. He feels so imposing. Hahaha~~"

Yin laughed for a long time until tears came out, then wiped the corners of his eyes and asked, "Who told you this? Could it be he who said it himself?"

"It's Mama you told me before."

What Little Persimmon said made Yin's disfigured smile froze on his face immediately, and there seemed to be a faint drop of sweat on his head...

Little Persimmon stayed in Yin's room for more than an hour, and seemed to have endless things to say, Yin also became very happy, with a smiling expression on his face again.

In the end, the little ghost finally remembered what Papa told him to let Ma Ma rest more, and made an appointment with him to see him again in the evening, so he reluctantly left.

After the little persimmon left, Yin felt much more at ease, and the previously tangled and boring emotions became much easier because of that cute little ghost.Although his body hadn't fully recovered yet, he had long lost sleepiness and didn't want to stay in bed at all.Yin walked around the huge room twice, inspecting this rather unfamiliar territory boredly, and then stopped in front of the window unconsciously.

Outside the window, the scenery in the virtual circle is the same as before. Under the moonlight, the silver-white desert spreads silently into the distance, disappearing into the thick night.In my memory, this place is desolate and cold, a hellish world that devours vitality and obliterates will and dignity.However, at this moment, he suddenly wanted to go out for a walk, to see the world shrouded in moonlight.Maybe, will it really be different from the memory?

With such a delicate mood that even he couldn't figure out, Yin walked towards the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Xiao Xu, who was guarding outside, seemed to be taken aback, and hurriedly bowed his head to greet him: "Yin...His Highness Yin, why did you come out?"

"Why, can't you?" Yin raised his eyebrows slightly, subconsciously putting on a threatening expression.

"No...don't dare," a layer of cold sweat broke out on Xiaoxu's head, "it's just...you are in good health, Master Aizen ordered you to take a good rest."

"I've already rested," Yin squinted his eyes and looked at the flustered Xiao Xu, with a smile on his face, but his lips and teeth felt cold in Xiao Xu's eyes.

"But...you are weak now, if something happens when you go out, Lord Aizen will definitely take us..." Xiaoxu didn't go on, but the consequences were self-evident.

"But what should I do if I just want to go out?" Yin tilted his head, put on a distressed look, and after pretending to think seriously for a while, he suddenly reached out to Xiaoxu: "By the way, if you really don't let me It's better to lock me up and chain me inside so I can't go out, and you'd better explain to that lord, right?"

Xiaoxu took two steps back as if startled, kneeled on the ground as soon as his legs gave way, and said in a panic while sweating: "No...don't dare...you dare not!"

Yin looked at Xiaoxu who was obviously frightened, and restrained the sharp aura lingering around him a little, rolled up his sleeves slowly, and walked past Xiaoxu who was kneeling leisurely.After walking a few steps, he said lightly, "If you dare to follow, I'm afraid you won't be able to come back alive~"

How dare poor Xiaoxu follow, he doesn't even have the strength to stand up now.

Yin did not go far. Now this silver-white desert is very strange to him. His body has not yet recovered, and it is very strenuous even to cast Shunbu, so he can only choose to "bath the moon" on the roof of Xuye Palace.

What surprised Yin was that there was a place on the roof of Xuye Palace that seemed to be specially opened for "bathing on the moon".Yin lay comfortably on it, with his arms behind his head, looking at the dark sky, always feeling a little familiar.

This feeling is very subtle, not from memory, but it seems that every cell in the body can feel it.This feeling has appeared from time to time since he woke up, when he heard Lan Ran's words, when he saw Little Persimmon smiling at him with crooked eyebrows, when he looked at Xuye Palace, which remained unchanged. When the night is dark, when he is lying here basking in the moon.This feeling seems to be the biggest reason why he can't completely refuse to believe in Aizen. This feeling makes him feel as if there is something faintly surging at the bottom of those dark and gloomy memories, as if imprisoning a trapped beast that is about to break free from the cage. It was charging and roaring, but it still couldn't see the outline clearly.This subtle sense of conflict made him unable to make up his mind.

"Some things cannot be seen or heard by eyes, or even by memory and thinking, but by feeling. Only by relying more on the instinct and feelings of the body can we get closer to the essence of things and obtain purer power." Man The words came to mind again, with the power to touch people's hearts.

He couldn't help but think of the story Lan Ran told about their first meeting just now, the natural and warm scene in the sun, compared with those bloody memories entrenched in his mind, it was like a beautiful lie, but it made him He couldn't help but waver.

In this silent place, under the darkness of the night and the only bright moon, Yin began to think uncontrollably, if, even if it was only a one-ten-thousandth possibility, he really forgot such a beautiful scene and memory , what a pity that should be.

Perhaps it was because his body was not fully recovered, Yin fell asleep on the roof after thinking about it.This time, there was no nightmare to intrude, and he felt that he had a very peaceful sleep, warm and comfortable.

When Yin woke up, the scenery around him didn't change a bit, so he couldn't figure out how long he had slept for a while, but he felt much better in spirit, but he was a little hungry.He sat up, only to realize that the blanket was covering his body, and it slipped down as he got up.

The silver-haired man stared blankly at the thin blanket on his body. For some reason, Aizen's face suddenly flashed in his mind.Such tenderness and meticulousness, in Yin's memory, he has never been obtained from Aizen, but why is he the first thing I think of at this moment?

He got up slowly and walked towards his palace.

When he got to the door, Xiao Xu was still guarding there, with a look of panic, when he saw him coming back, he rushed forward to greet him in a hurry.Yin didn't have the heart to bully him anymore, he only asked the time, only to realize that he had slept for two hours, and it was already evening.

Yin pushed open the gate of the palace, and was not surprised to see the brown-haired man sitting at the table.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his head from the document he was looking at. Although he didn't smile, his eyes seemed to become very gentle in an instant.Yin is not sure if this is his illusion.

"Are you back?" He said lightly, without any accusation or questioning in his tone.

Silver nodded subconsciously.

Lan Ran's eyes moved down, glanced at the blanket he was holding in his arms, and then turned back to meet his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.Although he didn't say a word, but with just such a look, Gin seemed to know that he was saying "covered with a blanket, did you sleep well?".A tacit feeling of tacit understanding suddenly passed over the moment the eyes of the two met. This feeling was completely unfamiliar to him, but it was so natural.Yin suddenly felt his heart beat faster.

He hastily turned his gaze away, pretending to turn his head to see if the door was closed tightly.

Strange to say, thinking of being tortured and humiliated by him, she could still face him calmly, but thinking of being loved by him, she would feel nervous and unable to cope. This delicate feeling made Yin a little at a loss.

"The food is over there, go and eat it first." The man said suddenly.

Yin didn't know if he felt his unnaturalness and changed the subject, but he was relieved that someone broke the delicate atmosphere just now.He looked towards the dining table by the side of the room, several kinds of food were neatly placed on the table, the soup and rice were steaming, and there was a large plate of fresh persimmons beside it.

As soon as he saw the food, his stomach began to protest loudly again. Yin was indeed hungry.He turned his head and saw that the man was buried in the documents again, not paying attention to him, so he gradually relaxed.He put down the quilt in his hand, walked quickly to the table, picked up the persimmon that attracted him most, and prepared to start.

"Eat first, then persimmons."

The man's sudden voice made Yin stop abruptly when he was about to stuff a persimmon into his mouth.He glanced at it and saw Aizen staring at the document without even raising his head. He really didn't know how he knew he was going to eat persimmons.The silver-haired man curled his lips reluctantly, but still put down the persimmon with a depressed face, and turned to pick up the rice bowl.While eating, I complained angrily in my heart, why should I listen to him, even if I am really a lover, I don’t even need to care about eating persimmons, how could I like this guy who restricts me from eating persimmons!Sure enough, you still lied to me, definitely lied to me!

After dinner was finally finished and two big golden persimmons were eaten, the silver-haired fox finally showed a satisfied expression, touched his stomach with a smile, and began to glance at another person in the room from time to time.

Aizen was still approving documents there, and he didn't make any sound from the beginning to the end, nor did he look at him, and he always acted like no one else was there.

Isn't this guy tired?Watching such boring stuff for so long!Yin murmured silently in her heart, and then suddenly realized that staring at people like this would be even more boring.

Even though he thought so, his eyes still unconsciously fell on that man.I have to admit that although he was doing the most boring thing, the man's earnest appearance exuded attraction like a magnet at this time, and his elegant and calm aura made people unable to move their eyes away.

He sat upright in front of the table, with his upper body leaning forward slightly, with a slender writing brush between the fingers of his right hand, and a few strands of brown hair hanging down from his forehead, casting a light shadow on his resolute face.The eyes staring at the document were deep and focused, the heroic eyebrows were occasionally frowned, the sharp thin lips were slightly tight, and the slender and strong fingers slid across the pages from time to time, gently twisting the corners of the pages and turning over one, after a short thought He picked up the pen and dropped red ink.Although I couldn't see what he wrote, but the calm and smooth strokes, the words written in one go, exuded a confident and calm atmosphere.

There must be nothing impossible for this man, no problem that cannot be solved.Seeing Aizen reviewing the documents, this feeling arose spontaneously.

If it is said that I have really fallen in love with him, it seems that it is not impossible.

Yin was suddenly taken aback by the thought that came to him, hurriedly looked away, and shook his head.It's strange, when did I become so credulous and vulnerable, because of what he said in the morning, it was so abnormal to be affected to such an extent!

The silver-haired man calmed down, drove the strange thoughts out of his head, and suddenly realized that now is not the time to think about it, he should hurry up and find out Aizen's real purpose, otherwise this night will be in vain.