《血饮》 写道:
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“炎!炎……炎……”
再一次,熟悉的声音将她从无尽的幻觉和疼痛中托起。沉重的眼皮好不容易睁开,但视野只有一片无力辨识的昏暗。
缠绕在脖子上的腕足已经离开了,取而代之的是托住后脑的温暖的右手。另一只手用力捂住已被撕破的衣物包扎好的左胸,才能勉强止住仍在缓缓涌出的血。身上的链虫和利刃都已拔出,被斩断的虫体和血肉的碎屑撒了一地。
想要回应对方的呼唤,但身体早已没有一丝力气。
“为什么……每次都是这样……”
他一直垂着头,原本银蓝色的头发早已被染成了深紫色,后脑处几股红色的血迹顺着脖子淌下,浸开在同样被深紫的衣领上。目光不由自主地凝固在眼前无数被利刃贯穿的血洞上,凝固在被纵向切开的脖子上,凝固在心脏和肝脏被撕破的裂口上。泪水不争气地滚下,洒落于紫色的血之湖。
紧贴在石壁上的翅膀无力地轻轻抖动了一下。注意到她醒来,他抬起脑袋轻轻用脸碰了碰她冰冷的额头,接着将她揽入怀中。明明是有血有肉的躯体,却充满着比周围的岩石还要寒冷的,彻骨的凉意。
头顶响起了他哽咽的声音:“炎,对不起……如果我没有来,就不会……”
身体接触的一瞬间,手掌的温暖顿时变成了火焰的灼烧。烈焰终于给乏力的身体一点点开口的力气。“笨蛋……又不是……你的错……”近乎耳语的声音,连她自己也听不真切。
没有回应,弥漫着刺鼻腥味的空气中只有他不住的啜泣声。
她的头无力地依靠在他肩上,任无数的伤口在灼烧中又开始隐隐作痛。“又……不会死。”可是说出这种话,自己都忍不住想要苦笑。
“够了……不管怎么样,还是会痛啊……”他用力紧紧抱着软绵绵已再没有任何力气的她,无助的话语在抽噎中碎裂,“明明就……很痛苦啊……炎……别再做这种事……求你了……”想到她那固定生命的封印,想到她和常人无异的感官,想到死亡的痛苦不得不一次次由强迫活着的意识承受,他的身体无法抑制地、在残酷的严寒中不停颤抖。
除了血还在不断流淌的潺潺声,一片死寂。
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"Flame! Flame...Flame..."
The familiar voice held her up from the endless illusion and pain. She lifted up her heavy eyelids with difficulty, only to see nothing but darkness.
The tentacles surrounding her neck had leaved, replaced by a warm hand holding the back of her head. Her right bosom was stiffly held by another hand to stanch the bleeding. The worms and knives had been pulled out and scattered on the ground.
She wanted to reply him but failed, since she really had no strength in her body.
"Why...why it goes this way on every time..."
His head bowed constantly. The silvery-blue hair had been dyed to dark purple. Red blood from his back head was running through his neck and immersed in his collar, which had been dyed to purple long times ago. He could't help gazing on her body which has been penetrated by the knives. The tears rolled down by themselves and dropped in the lake of purple blood.
Her wings faintly shook a bit. Having mentioned that she was awake, he lifted up her head and touched her cold forehead by his face, then wrapped her up in his arms. Her body, which is of flesh and bone, is even colder than the rock.
He sobbed out,"Flame, I'm sorry...If I didn't come, it won't..."
For that single instant he touched her, the warm in his hand suddenly became the burn of the blaze. The blaze finally gave the exhausted body a little strength to speak,"Fool...It's not...your fault..." She even couldn't listen to her own voice clearly.
No response. There was only sobs in the fishy-smelled air.
Her head powerlessly rest on his shoulder, letting countless wound aching like burning."After all...it won't kill." But she herself just wanted to laugh when think of that.
"Enough...anyway, it hurts...", he hugged her emphatically, whose body was loose and had no strength. Helpless words was broken in the sob,"It's just...painful...Flame...don't do such thing again...I beg you...". When thinking of her seal which immobilized the survival, thinking of the pain of death which had to be undertaken by her surviving consciousness, his body trembled irresistibly in the cold.
The dead stillness covered the cave, except the sound of blood dropping on the ground.
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