Me and my Husband Sleep in a Coffin

It has been a few days since Ajin woke up and found out that he was like this.

From An Kai's brutal actions and ridicule, he has roughly understood that he has become a monster, and also used the body of the three princes An Chengjing. The strange tomb robber came to the tomb palace the day he occupied this body This body was also severely wounded. Perhaps that was the case. The real An Chengjing died, and he was replaced.

And Ankai... also became a twisted man who made him strange.

But A Jin is understandable.

An Kai became such a monster from that battle, lost everything, and watched the people he cared about died in front of him one by one, even the bitter feelings between them, in such a tragic and sad way The curtain came down.

He retaliated against those people and avenged them with the orders of the three princes An Chengjing.

But An Kai was crazy.

He used to be a brave man. Although he was not old, he had a good martial arts skill. He could play in the battlefield and pick up the wine pot and a group of rough guys. He laughed and pointed out the world and beauty.

Laughing is wantonly, anger is straightforward.

Withstand the peace of a country, and keep the tenderness of the children in the heart.

His man, his master, is an upright hero.

But now...

A Jin looked at the anger in the man's eyes. He was picked up by An Ji and he couldn't speak or do anything. He was thrown to the ground.

Ajin was so embarrassed that he rolled far away on the ground. Fortunately, although this body had no legs, it didn't hurt.

His back was stepped on, making A Jin's familiar voice ring above his head. The man crouched down and dragged his head roughly against the cold bronze mirror.

The mirror made a bang sound.

An Kai smiled, but there was no temperature. He said: "Come and see what you look like today."

The shrivelled facial skin was pressed hard.

A Jin raised his head and glanced. Even the battle-hardened one was scared by the monster with purple hair and shriveled skin inside the bronze mirror.

The monster in the bronze mirror doesn't even have a human appearance, the meat is not a bit, only the skin is attached to the bone like paraffin, and the facial features are skewed, and not only an ugly monster, but also an ugly monster with purple hair.

Seeing that A Jin was scared, An An grined happily, and he came to take a'picture' with him. He said, "Oh, why? How many times have you been scared? Look at our respected Emperor, Gee."

He grabbed the purple hair on Ajin's face and dragged a handful of blood and flesh, and placed it in front of Ajin for him to see.

"Oh, is it pretty? Isn't it pretty?"

The flesh doesn't feel pain, but the position of the heart hurts.

Not because of this body, or because Ankai treated him so.

An Kai's violence and anger were not sent to him, A Jin knew.

He was just distressed, distressed by the man who said "clean and frank", the surface was very carefree and cheerful, and he always had a gentle man in his heart and was forced into this distorted look by himself.

A Jin really knows An Kai too much.

An Kai is not only punishing An Chengjing, but also punishing himself.

Perhaps the distress in his eyes was too obvious, and An Kai's gaze suddenly touched his eyes, followed by more burst of anger.

"Who made you look at me like this? Want to provoke?"

A Jin was beaten, but he did not resist. He was an servant of Ankai since childhood, Ankai is his lord, no matter what, as long as Ankai doesn't force himself so much, he can vent.

The falling foot kicked into his chest, A Jin finally felt the pain, but his eyes looked softly at An Kai, he wanted to say: An Kai, I'm back.

But his mouth opened, but he couldn't say a word.

Anchao pinched his neck, as if to pinch the neck of the dry wood in his hands.

"Do you want to die! Do you want to die!"

His handsome face was frightening because of his anger. His eyes were fixed on the monster’s eyes. The muddy scarlet eyes did not have the stillness and despair of being tortured today. There were only soft and warm things, even if he was what Forced, the other party did not send out an unpleasant scream, waving his arms frantically.

I haven't seen that kind of gaze for a long time. In addition to being familiar with it for a time, An Kai couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Very familiar, really familiar, who ever looked at me so gently and accommodatingly? Who is it...

When the murky tears came down, An Kai didn't know how to be suddenly afraid, he released his hand violently, and watched An Cheng, who became a zombie, lie still and still, with his dry claws scratching the ground with his nails .

An Kai calmed down his complicated thoughts and looked closer.

When he saw the word "Ajin" on the ground, he looked like he was hit by a thunder, looked at the words on the ground dullly, and then looked at those familiar eyes.

"Ajin..."

He called silly, and the purple fur zombie on the ground nodded.

A Jin looked at his man and said in his heart: An Kai, this is A Jin, I am back.

An ecstatic expression broke out on An Kai's face, and then he became suspicious and panic because the facial expression became too fast, and even the facial features twisted into a ball, looking a little funny.

"No, no..."

An Kai murmured to himself, his pupils were squeezed, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and his voice suddenly became louder, almost mad. He generally roared at A Jin: "You are not A Jin! You are An Cheng Jing! You want to deceive me to let go You... impossible! I won't let you go!"

‘I am, I am really. ’

A Jinchong opened his mouth and made a lip, watching Ankai now franticly looking worried.

But An Kai suddenly picked him up in the next second and closed him in the former coffin.

The sight turned black again.

A Jin tried to push away the heavy wood. The wood used for the coffin is iron wood, and he still looks like this. He can’t push it at all. He can only lie anxiously in the coffin and wait, praying that Ankai will not Do something that hurts you.

After all, it looks too bad now.

It didn't take long for the coffin to be reopened, and the gloomy Ankai returned.

He lay beside him, without saying anything, he began to sleep.

Ajin pushed him away, gestured with his hand, spoke to him with his mouth, and said a lot of things to prove himself.

For example, what happened to them as a child, the secret code that only the two of them knew, there was a mischief and misfortune, and even the last time he even hugged him a few times, how to hold it, and what kind of posture he talked about.

But An An, with a sullen face, did not say anything. The kind of beating was gone before, but he did not give him any response.

A Jin was a little scared.

He was not afraid of An Kai violently treating him, but afraid of An Kai forgetting him.

‘I’m Ajin! ’

‘Ankai, don’t scare me, okay? ’

‘Master, do you remember Ajin? ’

"..."

Days pass by day by day, even after another year.

Wherever An Kai went, he wrapped him in a white cloth and hugged him in his arms, sleeping and holding it, walking in the tomb, and holding it when he left the tomb and wandering on the mountain.

Many years later, A Jin has become discouraged.

Suddenly one day Ankai took him to meet two other people living in the tomb.

An Kai once again showed a hearty smile, although there are some disguised elements, but it is indeed happy.

A Jin was surprised that he wrapped the white cloth in his arms and could not make a sound.

When I returned to the tomb palace that day.

A Jin was cuddled up in the coffin.

Originally thought it was a calm day again, who knew that An Kai next to him suddenly spoke.

He said: "Great, not a dream."

A Jin stunned, did not understand what he meant.

The man did not stop, but tried to hug him into his bones and put his chin on top of his head.

Halfway, he said:

"Great, not a dream..."

"You say you are Ajin, you say you are back... I'm scared, I'm so scared, I'm afraid it's all fake... I'm afraid I have a dream."

"I dare not sleep or close my eyes, I dare not ask you, I am afraid I ask you "Ajin, are you really back", you answer "yes", and the dream wakes up..."

Hot things fell on Ajin's head, one after another, turbid and bitter.

Wetting Ajin's hair.

A Jin froze to turn his head to see, but he saw a grief-stricken face that had already burst into tears and suppressed the cry.

"I'm so scared every day, I'm so scared..."

"Ajin, Ajin..."

"I'm walking on the road, holding you, and after a long, long time, everything is so real."

"But for more than a thousand years, I have been imagining you by my side every day. I'm afraid you are my crazy idea..."

After he finished, A Jin finally understood.

An Kai didn't recognize him, but he didn't dare to recognize him... he thought he came back as his fantasy, he was crazy after a thousand years, so he would be silent, so he would hug him every day, Wrap him in white cloth to prevent any mirrors and lights from illuminating him, wandering in the underground palace and wandering in the mountains every day, looking for something to prove that this is not an illusion that is too real.

It was so terrifying every day that he had been holding him carefully for so many years.

Only today did I get the exact answer from the sharp tomb master...

fool……

fool!

A Jin turned back and thumped Ankai's chest fiercely, and his eyes were wet with tears. He couldn't help but open his mouth with an unpleasant roar, and scolded the man who forced him to a dead end.

On that day, the two people who held things together were crying for a long time.

They waited until their throats were dry and their strength was exhausted. After more than a thousand years of grievances and sadness, they stopped crying...

Armed with Ajin in his arms, he asked carefully with a hoarse voice.

He said, "Ajin, are you back?"

A Jin pinched the clothes on his chest and opened his mouth silently said, "I'm back..."

As if I really heard that.

The man's hug tightened, and An Kai lowered his head to confirm what seemed like a rough and anxious kiss to A Jin's now ugly face, licking the corner of his lips.

And A Jin also accepted willingly.

The candles in the palace shook.

Shake a thousand years of solitude...

[The author has something to say: Cough cough, I’m really in a rush today, tears in my eyes, worms are forgiving me for one day, I will definitely amend it.

It's too late today, and my eyes are scattered.

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