dhibooks Chapter 6 His Jojo
Chapter 6 His Jojo
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But the rain never stopped.
The merchants were still talking in low voices, discussing the latest fashion among nobles.
The bean-sized raindrops hit the window sill, and the sound was clear and continuous, covering the conversation.
Lin Qiao held a round apple and looked sideways out of the window.
The sky was gloomy and cloudy, and I don't know how long it will rain like this.
The banquet draws to a close.
The maid knocked on the door lightly, and after attracting everyone's attention, she bowed slightly: "It's getting late, the room is equipped with soft beds and boiling hot water, I hope you all have a warm and comfortable night."
The businessmen ended their conversation and scattered away.
Lin Qiao also stood up.
He originally wanted to leave when the rain stopped, and it seemed that he was going to spend the night in the Countess's castle.
The maid was waiting at the door, as if she was waiting for Lin Qiao specially: "Dear guest, your room is upstairs, please come with me..."
Lin Qiao followed without thinking too much.
The maid came up the stairs with a kerosene lamp in her hand.
The merchants lived on the second floor, and their figures quickly disappeared into the corridor, and the castle fell silent.
The maid led the way, passing by the second floor and walking to a higher place.
The stairs are steep and old, and every time you step down, there is a "creaking" sound.Against the backdrop of the rain falling outside the window, it looked a little weird.
Lin Qiao got on the escalator with his right hand and looked up.
At the junction of the second and third floors, an oil painting hangs on the wall.
The frame is exquisite, but it is hard to hide the traces of the years.
The oil painting depicts a plump and graceful lady, wearing a rococo dress, holding a feather fan in her hand, turning her body slightly, showing a reserved and elegant smile.
Lin Qiao took a second look, and the maid's voice rang in his ears: "This is the portrait of the countess."
Lin Qiao looked away and continued to walk up the stairs.
The light from the kerosene lamp disappeared in the stairwell.
The eyes of the lady in the oil painting rolled, staring fixedly at Lin Qiao's back, full of greed.
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third floor.
The maid came to a door: "This is your room, if necessary, you can ring the bell next to the bed."
Lin Qiao: "My room, that..."
What about Arthur?
Before he could ask, the maid's calm voice sounded first: "Also, no matter what noises you hear at night, please don't leave the room."
Lin Qiao asked subconsciously, "Why?"
The maid smiled and did not explain.Holding the oil lamp, she stepped back to the other end of the corridor.
There was a sound of "呲".
The fuel lamp was slowly extinguished, leaving only a fake pale smile on the maid's face, and was swallowed by the darkness.
Lin Qiao felt a little shivering, and hurriedly opened the door and went in.
It was only when the light came on that the cold breath dissipated.He breathed into his hands, gradually warming up.
When he looked up, he found that Arthur was still standing there motionless.
Lin Qiao greeted: "Arthur, come here."
Arthur came back to his senses and walked to Lin Qiao's side.
Lin Qiao pulled someone to sit down, and leaned over: "Do you think this place is weird?"
Arthur shook his head.
Lin Qiao felt weird, but couldn't tell what was weird, so he had to give up.
He murmured and reminded: "Anyway, we two should be careful, if we encounter something wrong, we should run quickly, understand?"
Arthur: "...um."
After Lin Qiao finished exhorting, he remembered something again, and dug and dug in his bosom, and finally found something.
He handed things over as if offering treasures: "Here you are."
Arthur looked down.
This is an apple.
Round, moist, with a rosy skin.
Lin Qiao directly stuffed the apple into Arthur's arms and said, "I don't think you have eaten anything, here, here is this for you."
Arthur held the apple in both hands, at a loss.
Is this a... sacrifice for him?
He is no stranger to sacrifices, and believers in the abyss will hold festivals and offer sacrifices every now and then.
Sometimes it's gold and silver treasures, sometimes it's teenagers and girls... all kinds of things, everything that one expects to find.
But... apples?
Arthur lowered his head, his fiery red hair curled slightly, and he looked at the apple in his hand seriously, like a bottle of delicate doll.
Pretty and dull.
Even if it is an ordinary apple that can be seen everywhere, since it is given to him, it is a sacrifice from Lin Qiao.
According to the process of believing in the gods, offer sacrifices to the gods, and the gods will respond.
So he asked, "What do you want?"
Lin Qiao blinked her eyes, not quite understanding: "What what?"
Arthur held the apple in front of his face with both hands: "This, give it to me. So, I will give it to you too."
He usually only listens to some words of faith and sacrifice, so when he talks about other words, he is always not smooth and speaks intermittently.
Lin Qiao tilted her head and understood.
Then he laughed.
What kind of poor and cute little fool is this?
Just give him an apple, and eagerly ask for something in return?
Lin Qiao couldn't hold it back, and reached out to touch the end of Arthur's hair: "Okay, I don't want anything."
A trace of confusion flashed in Arthur's eyes: "No?"
Lin Qiao waved his hand: "It's just an apple, you count it so clearly with me?"
Arthur: "No..."
Lin Qiao interrupted him, and said ferociously, "Do you want it or not? If you don't want it, give it back to me."
Arthur protected the apple in a panic, carefully hugged it in his arms, lowered his head and said, "No, no."
It's already his.
Once a god accepts an offering, it is never returned.
Lin Qiao felt a little funny.
Stupid.
Really thought he was going to grab an apple?
"Okay, I won't grab your apple, you can keep it for yourself." He stood up.
Arthur also stood up along with him, and hurriedly followed.
Lin Qiao stopped in her tracks and caught a glimpse of Arthur's beautiful but dull face from the corner of her eye: "..."
Lin Qiao said angrily, "I'm going to take a shower, what are you doing?"
He opened the bathroom door, afraid that Arthur would follow in, and ordered, "Stay where you are."
After finishing speaking, the door was closed with a "bang".
Arthur really didn't move.
It wasn't until the sound of "squeaking" water came from the bathroom that he lowered his head and gently touched the apple with the tip of his nose.
The fragrance of apples hits the face.
This is the first time.
For the first time he received an unrequited sacrifice.
It was obviously just an ordinary apple, but because it was presented by Lin Qiao, it looked special.
Arthur's face was expressionless, but his heart jumped up inexplicably.
Does this mean that Qiao Qiao has begun to accept the favor of the abyss?
Then, as long as he tries harder, he will willingly throw himself into the embrace of the abyss.
Arthur held the apple up to his face.
Jojo is very nice to him.
Care for him and protect him.
This is something that other believers cannot do. Those stupid and shallow humans are afraid of the abyss while greedily asking for everything.
Jojo is different.
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separated by a wall.
Lin Qiao was thinking about how to use these things in the bathroom.
This is a continent of swords and magic. Under the influence of alchemy and magic, the current technology far exceeds that of the Middle Ages.
Just flip the switch, and as soon as the alchemy is activated, there will be a steady stream of hot water gushing from the brass hood.
Lin Qiao was caught off guard, and was immediately drenched in water, and the black robe on his body was completely soaked.
He quickly took off his clothes and took a warm bath comfortably.
But after taking a shower, there was a problem in front of him - the black robe was wet and he had nothing to wear.
Lin Qiao hesitated for a moment, and shouted outside: "Arthur!"
Through a door, Arthur's voice was muffled: "Yes."
Lin Qiao grabbed the screen curtain and asked, "Are there any clothes outside? Help me get one..."
Before the words fell, he heard a "click", the lock cylinder twisted, and the door was pushed open from the outside.
Arthur came in.
The mist filled the air, and fine droplets climbed up the wall.
Arthur saw the slender figure behind the curtain.
The curtain covered most of the body, but a pair of straight legs were still exposed.
The skin on the calf is fair, with smooth and straight lines. Looking down, the round toes step on the stone bricks, showing a pinkish white color.
Arthur's eyes fell on it, feeling a little strange.
Are you hungry?
No, he is the incarnation of the Lord of the Abyss, so he will not feel hungry.
So what happened to him?
Arthur felt as if a cluster of flames were burning in his heart, stuffy, and wanted to do something to vent.
But he didn't know what to do.
The sound of water stopped.
Lin Qiao found Arthur's existence, without thinking too much, he stretched out his hand directly: "Give me the clothes."
Arthur handed over the clothes obediently.
There was a rustling sound behind the curtain.
After a while, Lin Qiao got dressed and came out.
He had just taken a hot bath, and his hair was wet with drops of water hanging from it.
Crystal drops of water flowed down the curvature of the cheeks, all the way across the neck, collarbone... and finally disappeared in the unknown shadow.
The temperature in the bathroom was a bit high.
He turned his face sideways, and his fair complexion was rosy, making people think of the apple just now.
Reddish white, round and plump apples.
Want to take a bite.
Lin Qiao felt that Arthur's gaze was a little fiery, which was strange.
But he changed his mind, maybe it was too hot in the bathroom.Arthur is a frightened little fool, talking about "the abyss" and "faith" every day, what can he understand?
So he made a mistake and asked, "Do you want to take a bath too?"
Arthur shook his head slowly.
Lin Qiao let out an "oh" without forcing it, and walked out of the bathroom while wiping her hair.
He came to the bed and sat down, and said, "There are strange things in the castle, we sleep separately, and keep a vigil." After a pause, "You sleep first?"
Arthur shook his head.
Lin Qiao was blunt: "Then I'll go to bed first, and call me when you get sleepy."
The flame in the kerosene lamp flickered on and off.
Arthur is still standing still, and he doesn't know how long it took until the sound of breathing on the bed calmed down, and he didn't move.
He walked over.
Lin Qiao was sunk in the soft mattress, her black hair was hanging on the side of her face, and the curve of her side face was soft.
His nose is a little upturned, making people want to reach out and pinch it.
Arthur stretched out his finger, which stopped at the side of his face without touching it.
It was his—his Jojo.His... sacrifice.
Arthur didn't take a step closer, but the shadow hiding in the darkness squirmed, separated his hands, and imprisoned Lin Qiao in them.
Lin Qiao didn't know anything, and turned over, as if kissing the cold shadow intimately.
Arthur looked at him.
Be serious and focused.
After an unknown amount of time, a miserable cry came faintly from the corridor.But Arthur was not affected at all, and there was a weird and blunt smile on his face.
——A new desire-desire is born.
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感谢在2022-04-1322:32:31~2022-04-1417:00:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Lili; 1 bottle of Soy Sauce Jun??, Dich_lieben;
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