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"There are still a few hours until two o'clock, what can we do to pass the time?" Bourbon held the map between his fingers and said with a faint smile.

He has always been happy since he came to this world.

Even if he lost his original body and could only temporarily hide in Jiang Guling's body in this world, he was still happy.

After all, this kind of gameplay is also interesting to him.

As long as it's interesting, he can forgive a lot.

"It's time to go to sleep." The white-haired boy said obediently and seriously.

The smile on Bourbon's face disappeared in an instant.

It's almost ten o'clock now. You go to Mihua Prison at two o'clock in the morning, and you still have to sleep in less than four hours? How do you sleep at your age?

Shouldn't staying up all night be considered commonplace at a young age?

"If you were older, I could tell you that you don't know how to be charming." The blond man narrowed his eyes at the young man and sighed helplessly.

Just because he is young, he can take it for granted that he does not understand the customs.

Compared to the flattering and flattering person at a young age, Bourbon prefers the "incomprehensible" Aiwe Lier.

When Bourbon said this, he saw a confused and confused expression on the young man's face, as if he was going to ask the question "Why don't I understand amorous feelings?" in the next second, and he sighed again in his heart.

"Okay, you go to bed." He put down his crossed legs and put them directly on the coffee table, saying lazily and casually.

Completely dandy and without any scruples.

"Okay, let's meet at two o'clock." Aito nodded, stood up but did not leave directly.

"What's wrong?" The blond man raised his eyebrows and asked with interest.

Don't you want to go to bed? Why not?

"Aren't there any bedtime stories or goodnight kisses?" Aito asked with a disappointed look on his face.

"...Forget about bedtime stories, what does a good night kiss mean? Will Rei Fukiya give you a good night kiss?" Bourbon's eyes were subtle and his tone revealed some complexity.

The decline of this world is zero...

It works really well.

In order to deceive minors, they really use any means.

Gee, my heart is really dirty.

Should I say that he is worthy of being a police dog? He is really unscrupulous.

"Brother Tou never gave me a good night kiss..." The white-haired boy shook his head.

"Brother Bourbon, won't you give it to me too?" He looked at the blond man expectantly and cautiously.

"Of course he and I are different. I can give you whatever he doesn't want to give you." As Bourbon said this, he waved to the young man to come over.

"It's just a goodnight kiss." He motioned for the boy to lower his head.

The next moment, he touched the young man's forehead in a perfunctory motion.

The warm feeling disappeared in a flash.

Aito's eyes lit up.

Brother Tohru won't give him a good night kiss, but Brother Bourbon will.

I like the bourbon brother even more.

"Is that enough?" Bourbon asked with a smile.

"Yes!" Aito nodded vigorously, his blue eyes suddenly becoming brighter.

"Good night." He leaned forward and gave Bourbon a hug before running upstairs with the teddy bear.

Bourbon, who kissed the other person goodnight, touched his chin and watched the young man disappear upstairs, his eyes still a little proud.

If the undercover police officers didn’t give it to you, you can give it to yourself.

You don't even want to give Aviciel a good night kiss and you want to train Avicril into a police dog?

Japanese police, huh.

Bourbon can understand the idea that the other party wants to leave his mark on Avicril, after all...

Avicril's character is just like a deliberately displayed, pure and ignorant piece of paper with nothing written on it, waiting for someone to leave a profound first stroke on it.

But this world can't be reduced to zero.

Avicril must always belong to darkness.

"Oops... I also want to leave a little mark of my own..." The blond man covered his face with his hands, and the eyes exposed between his fingers were full of obscure emotions.

The desire to control, possessiveness, and destruction.

He is no less than Feng Gu Ling in this world.

It can even be said that it is more serious.

Even the Feng Gu Ling in this world has not left any mark. Wouldn't it be interesting if he had left his mark first?

One step is slow, each step is slow.

You can't even see his back like this, it's really...

The blond man's face showed a wild smile under his palms.

So funny.

…

After taking a bath and changing into pajamas, Miyamoto Aito lay on the bed.

After saying good night to the family members in the room, I closed my eyes.

The figure appeared in the dark system space.

"Sixteen hours and fifty-five minutes, just right." Lai Yin felt it almost as soon as the other party appeared and opened his eyes.

If you are always in the dark, your eyes will shrink subconsciously when you see bright things, and you will also be stimulated to shed physical tears.

His current behavior is like that of a person who has not seen light for a long time when he sees it for the first time, or like someone who looks directly at the sun.

He should have looked away.

Because being too bright will cause him to fall into a state of temporary blindness.

But he continued to look directly at the young man as if he was masochistic, his eyes even unblinking.

When the brief blindness ended, he regained his sight again, but his face was already covered with tears from his irritated eyes.

The young man was already standing in front of him, holding his cheeks with both hands, looking at him with concern and worry with his blue eyes.

"Why are you crying?" he asked, wiping the tears on the man's face.

"Do you not want to see me? Or do you not want to stay here anymore?"

"It will indeed be uncomfortable to stay in a dark space all the time. Just bear with it a little longer..."

"I will try my best to get brother Lai Yin out..."

The boy's voice was warm, trying to comfort the other person.

"Do you think I'm someone who would cry over such a thing?" Lai Yin asked in a low voice.

He has never cried since he can remember.

These tears are just an uncontrollable physiological reaction.

This will inevitably happen when your eyes are exposed to strong light.

"It's just because you are too bright and it's a bit dazzling." The man with black hair and green eyes explained.

"Liang...?" Aito tilted his head and looked at himself.

Didn't see any difference.

"Maybe it's because it's too dark here." Lai Yin chuckled softly.

"So the white ones look even whiter." He said.

White to the point of dazzling.

Even in the dark, it's not bleak at all.

The bad desire for control in his heart made him want to keep the other person forever, in the darkness.

But his reason told him that he couldn't do it.

This space originally belongs to the other party. Compared with leaving the other party behind...

He was the one left by the other party.

Among them, the one who holds the initiative is Avicril.

From the moment they agreed to hand over their souls to each other and came to this world with each other, they had already given the initiative to each other.

Now think about it...

It's like making a deal with the devil with your soul.

After the transaction is completed, the soul belongs to the devil.

Their deal is for the other to bring them into the world.

They've arrived in this world, so the deal is done.

"Brother Lai Yin, don't you like white? What about blue?" Aito looked at himself and asked nervously.

Apart from the white color on his body, only the color of his eyes is different.

If you hate white and blue, it's equivalent to hating him, right?

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