(娇jiāo)(娇jiāo). Carefully hold the not-so-small phoenix egg, which has long lost its breath of life, regardless of the cold ground, staggering with short legs, one end is fully planted ( Body shēn) bloody Mr. Long arms.
"Dad, daddy."
Losing the protection of the scales, (娇jiāo)(娇jiāo)'s white and tender skin was stained with dirty blood, but he didn't have the pain of the previous (Jiaojiāo) angry cry, but just looked at the dragon with trusting eyes Sir, try to lift the egg in your arms.
"Save...Woo...brother."
His face was full of tears, and there was a deep bruise on his neck, which looked very embarrassed.
Mr. Long stretched out his hand in silence, with a little light on his fingertips, and gently nodded the little cub's forehead.
"呜......" (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) just felt a calm energy running down his forehead, reducing the pain on his (body shēn), but making (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) particularly special He was drooping his eyelids.
Even if he was strangled by Mr. Long before, he still trusted him wholeheartedly.
because......
He is no one else.
It's (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) very (love ài) dad
The little dragon cub fell asleep, warm and soft. The soft small body (shēn) leaned in Mr. Long's arms, and the two white and tender little hands still hugged "brother" tightly, his nose was wrinkled and wrinkled, obviously not very suitable for now The smell of decay on Mr. Long (身shēn).
Mr. Long lowered his eyes slightly, staring at the stream of time surrounding the soft, soft (body shēn) body of the dragon, and the dim golden golden pupil was deeply confused and struggling.
He missed it.
I really want to know how he will live in the next life.
but......
He did not want to know.
He was afraid that he would be jealous and could not help but want to kill this stray dragon cub and deprive him of happiness.
The broken corner exudes soft and soft light. In the end, Mr. Long couldn't hold back, lowered his head, and gently touched the broken corner on the (Jiaojiāo) (娇jiāo), which is still very fragile-
Almost instantly, the dark room lit up.
As a blood relative of (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo), under the condition that (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) completely trusted and unguarded (qing qíng), Mr. Long seemed to realize all of (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) (Emotion qíng) thread, saw Longsheng who broke his shell less than a year-
The beginning of memory begins with the dragon egg, which is not too small.
(娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) is placed in a very warm room, and can barely perceive the outside world through the shell.
Although it is invisible, but because of the connection of blood, we can know that there is a dragon egg that is as big as him.
Every day, three people come to see him and another dragon egg.
One is a dragon with a strong breath, which makes (娇jiāo) a little scared and at the same time feels safe to stay with him (身shēn).
A woman with a gentle voice, her palms are very warm, (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) likes her most.
There is also something that occasionally becomes fluffy, claiming his brother, (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) is very strange.
Gradually, the dragon egg is getting bigger and bigger, (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) feels that his limbs can't stretch, he is so uncomfortable, he wants to come out.
"Click"
The sound of breaking the shell sounded, (Jiaojiāo) (Jiaojiāo) heard the miserable cry of "Brother", and couldn't bear it anymore. He lifted it with his small head, and soon his eyes were bright.
Although he couldn't open his eyes, he smelled something delicious.
Following instinct, (娇jiāo) (Jiaojiāo) bit his big fat chirped neck and heard a miserable cry.
(Jiaojiāo) (Jiaojiāo) is a little bit bigger before he understands the relationship at home.
(娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) is a very, very happy little cub.
He has one of the strongest dads on the mainland, one of the gentlest mothers in the world, a very delicious (?) furry elder brother, and a very, very protective (love ài) sister.
Although (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) at first thought that they look like them, they have hands, legs and beautiful faces!
But in the afternoon, when I accidentally climbed into the house, I glanced at myself in the mirror of my mother.
Xiaolong Cu still couldn't help crying.
He is so ugly!
Seeing this memory, Mr. Long couldn't help laughing.
Isn't the little dragon cub in the mirror just ugly?
The appearance is almost exactly the same as his childhood, mottled scales, small dragon horns and white ears, mixed together, plus the small fifth claw hidden, it is really ugly.
Ok......
It's even more ugly to cry.
It is rare that the room with shimmer is Mr. Long's hoarse laughter, which sounds very infiltrating.
He, how long have you been in this "grave"? He didn't remember, how long had he not laughed? He... didn't remember much.
But, the people in (娇jiāo)(娇jiāo)'s memory did not laugh at him.
They kissed him tenderly and patiently. He kissed his ugly scales and told him in the most straightforward way that he was very good looking and they were very (love ài) him.
"(娇jiāo)(娇jiāo)." Mu Wanwan's voice fell on top of the dragon cub's head, but the little dragon cub was sadly unwilling to look up at her.
"His" wife seemed to be a little helpless. She reached out and rubbed the ears of Little Dragon Cub. Mr. Long felt that his ears also seemed to be a little itchy, like the wind blowing.
"Look, your dad is very handsome now, and he used to be ugly." Mu Wanwan said, there was some sorrow in his voice. "When your mother saw him for the first time, your dad... "
The woman's voice paused, it seemed to be recalling, she said very slowly, very slowly, "He has scarce scars on his face, and his horns and tail are still broken, than (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) now Looks much uglier."
"And my mother secretly told (娇jiāo)(娇jiāo) that when your father was young, he secretly used the spirit egg as a dragon egg to hatch~ he also grabbed your brother from the demon clan and likes to cry more than you ."
Her voice was very light, but it passed through time and fell to his ear.
"but."
"My mother is very (love ài) him, even if he has always been like that, my mother will not dislike him." The woman bent down and gave a kiss on the little dragon's corner of (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) , Mr. Long can see her black hair hanging down from the temple, "My mother is also (love ài) (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo)."
Suddenly, Mr. Long felt that his eyes were a little sour, leaning on the dark corners of the cold (yin yīn), the pictures in the memory of (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) in his sight were covered with sunlight, and it was a very, very happy afternoon.
The lips slowly overflowed with blood, and Mr. Long reached out his fingers and touched his cheeks.
It is rugged, with ugly marks everywhere.
He closed his eyes gently, his lips curling uncontrollably.
At the end of his irreversible life, his body was already decayed, but he seemed to be relieved, and he didn't even know what he was laughing.
(娇jiāo)(娇jiāo) has a short memory, but it is warm enough.
When the little dragon cub awoke when the light fell, he found that the room had changed.
Hey, it seems to be clean and bright.
He sat up and saw that his father, who smelled a little stinky before, also became very clean.
Daddy sat beside him (shēn) and reached out to him, "(娇jiāo)(娇jiāo), come here."
As soon as he talked, (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) climbed to his father's side and shoved quickly with his limbs, and touched the big palm of Mr. Long with his fat little hand, "Daddy, father."
"Huhu~" (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) blew his bloody hand before Mr. Blowing, "No, it doesn't hurt."
My mother said that if you hurt, you won't have any pain.
(娇jiāo)(娇jiāo) Remember that my father bleeds before, is it better now?
Mr. Long poked at the soft belly of the little bun, and then pinched the tender and tender face of (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo).
(娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) buried his head in his arms and did not want to be pinched.
Mr. Long laughed softly, and squeezed his little dragon's horn again, looking at the condensation around him, the thinner time airflow, and slightly tightened his eyebrow.
At most two days later, this sudden appearance of the little dragon cub would never be able to return to his own world.
(娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) came to his (身shēn) accidentally because of time and space disorder. If he does not send him back, then, waiting for the fate of (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) is to accompany him The impending wood is on the side of the decayed man (身shēn).
Even if he still has some medicine and food, he can't live at most for five years.
After his death, even if he left a lot of treasures, the same as his childhood (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo), may not be happy.
but he......
He didn't want to send him away.
"(Jiaojiāo)(Jiaojiāo) like dad?" Mr. Long lowered his head and pressed it against the little boy's forehead. I don't know why I asked.
"Ok!"
There is no doubt an affirmative answer. (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) also comes with a big kiss of dad, which confuses him.
Mr. Long's heart was sour, he tightened his arms and hugged the dragon cub in his arms tightly.
(娇jiāo)(娇jiāo) is unknown, but still happy to hold the old father's neck ^v^~
Waiting for the novelty to step on his father's shoulders enough, (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) began to find his brother and sister, the dead Phoenix egg before was collected by Mr. Long, (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) ) Not found, but he seemed relieved, and then came to find his sister and mother.
He didn't find it this time, and he started crying. Mr. Long couldn't coax, and all his clothes were wet, and finally Mr. Long had to lie that his mother was taking her sister and brother in another place. Prepare a surprise for (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo), and will come back soon, (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) did not continue to cry.
In the evening, (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) was a little (emotional qíng) and had a low dinner with Mr. Long. (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) was a little bit disgusted.
After dinner, (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) finally found the round bead, specially crushed the outer shell, and handed the light-colored pill inside to Mr. Long's mouth, "eat, eat!"
Mr. Long's eyes flashed, and he swallowed the Elixir as he wished.
The decayed body felt this pure energy, warming his heart a little bit.
This is, his future wife, the refined panacea?
It's really warm.
When Mr. Long comes back, (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) has fallen asleep in his arms, the air flow of time on his (身shēn) is thinner, just like the Dan scattered in Mr. Long's body, gradually losing its effectiveness Medicine is general.
The eyes were full of struggle. Mr. Long sat (Jiao jiāo) (Jiao jiāo) on the ice coffin, and the room dimmed again. There was only a pair of trembling trembling golden pupils in the silent night. Still decided.
He bent down and gently kissed the forehead of (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo), "(娇jiāo) (娇jiāo)."
The little dragon cub grunted and slowly opened his eyes stabbed by the increasingly intense light. He wanted to complain that his father was arguing with him, but found that the glow was like himself.
(娇jiāo)(娇jiāo) opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't make a sound. The father in his sight looked a bit scary, but his father's sight was gentle.
(娇jiāo) (娇jiāo) seeing some crystal clear liquid running down his father's eyes, hitting on the face of (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo), he heard his father saying, "Goodbye."
No, (娇jiāo) doesn't want to leave dad.
(娇jiāo)(娇jiāo) struggled hard, reaching out to grab Mr. Long, but still getting farther and farther away from him.
Slowly, it disappeared into the sight of Mr. Long.
The house fell into the usual silence again, and Mr. Long's body could not bear it completely and began to collapse. He fell into the ice coffin, but his eyes could no longer restrain the tears in his eyes.
He is so envious of himself in the next life.
Life gradually passed away, Mr. Long lay in the ice coffin, and promised his life, the only wish--
He really wanted to meet her.
I really miss...
The breath of life in the room disappeared, but there was something that flew over time and the world, like a star, landed in an orphanage, curled up with a low fever, a curving bend (body shēn), like a ghost Doomed.
......
"Daddy!"
(娇jiāo)(娇jiāo) When he was finally able to speak, Mr. Long seemed to have long been aware of it, and came back with Muwanwan.
Mr. Long took the crying light (tart pì). The dragon cub hugged him and kissed his cheek, "(娇jiāo)(娇jiāo)."
"(娇jiāo), (娇jiāo)(娇jiāo)!" Sweet and cute also came out, looking strangely at the deformed brother.
Mu Wanwan wiped away the tears that came out when his son lost it, stepped forward, and squeezed the little fat man's face, "(娇jiāo)(娇jiāo), where did he go, how did he come back and he transformed?"
"Woo woo mother!!"
Mu Wanwan patted (娇jiāo) (娇jiāo)'s (flipping pì) (flipping pì), "It looks the same as your father when he was a kid,"
After she finished speaking, she felt as if she had missed her mouth, glanced at Mr. Long, met his smiling eyes, silently looked away, and continued to pluck the plush ears on her son's forehead.
Mr. Long tightened the dragon cub in his arms and lowered his eyes slightly--
In the past three hundred years, he had already seen the last life of a lady who had never met his wife. The dragon, who died silently and failed in his life, waited for their treasure at the end of life.