Isaac staggered to his feet and followed Yun Wei into the master's bedroom.
The pain in his heart intensified, making his blood almost freeze.
Contrary to his expectations, Yun Wei's room was furnished very simply: a wooden bed, a desk, bookshelves, a wardrobe...
Aside from the existing furniture, there were some textiles that were casually purchased in Moonflower City.
There were almost no personal belongings, nor any traces of personal life.
It's like if one day Yun Wei suddenly leaves the academy, someone else can just move in without having to worry about cleaning up the previous owner's belongings.
Isaac thought that the style of the room was like the person Yun was; if one day he suddenly decided to withdraw from his world, he wouldn't know where to go to follow his trajectory.
He was indifferent and aloof, like a cloud.
Thinking of this, Isaac was suddenly gripped by fear. A dull pain rose in his chest, and a sharp buzzing sound enveloped his ears. The world seemed to be shaking and spinning.
Isaac knew that what followed would echo in his mind with chaotic and cacophonous whispers from the abyss, dragging him once again into the mire of madness.
But at this moment he was in his master's bedroom.
Meanwhile, the other person was standing by the window, completely unsuspecting, carefully pulling the curtains aside and tying them up.
The afterglow of the setting sun painted her slender neck with vibrant colors, like the rouge of a jade city—delicate, warm, and alluringly fragrant.
No, he has to leave!
Though he thought this way, putting it into practice was incredibly difficult. Isaac glanced at his sworn brother with almost greedy eyes, for he knew that in the next moment, he would once again be plunged alone into boundless darkness.
"What are you standing there for?" Yun Wei glanced at Isaac standing in the doorway out of the corner of his eye, raised his chin slightly, and pointed to his wooden bed. "Come and lie down."
The Servant, who was caught in a fierce internal struggle, froze on the spot after hearing his words.
"Hurry up and lie down, I'll give you a massage." Yun Wei was a little impatient. He jumped onto the bed first, knelt down to the side, and put away the pillow. "Don't worry, I'm not a germaphobe and I won't mind you."
"Just come over here and lie down quietly to enjoy yourself."
Having already experienced the apocalypse and spent many years sleeping outdoors in the wind and rain, he didn't care at all whether sleeping fully clothed would soil his bedding.
As for massage, he really does know how. His grandmother, who lives in the countryside, is an experienced traditional Chinese medicine doctor who once taught Yunwei to identify the twelve meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians.
The Book of the Dead states that necromancers must regularly maintain and nourish their followers to enhance their combat potential. Yun Wei once trained a skeleton warrior, so he is quite adept at this.
The difference is that, strictly speaking, Isaac is not a completely undead creature at this time, and Yun Wei also has his own plans.
Isaac moved stiffly to the edge of the bed, almost moving his arms and legs in sync. At that moment, the throbbing pain in his chest and the chaotic noise in his mind seemed to have subsided; he had only one thing on his mind.
He wants to lie on the bed of clouds.
He hurriedly took off his boots and socks, stepping barefoot onto the cold ground, feeling as if his whole body was boiling.
"Unbutton your collar and cuffs, then come over and lie down," Yun Wei said, noticing Isaac's distracted state.
The other party slowly did as instructed.
A standard two-meter-long bed is hardly enough for a 1.9-meter-tall adult male to lie completely flat. Isaac's insteps were pressed against the sheet, with his slender toes dangling off the edge. His feet were also quite large, matching his overall height; they were long and powerful, with broad forefeet and a perfect arch.
Yun Wei casually patted Isaac on the back, lower back, and calves, ordering him to relax.
He took a deep breath, clearing his mind of all distractions, then leaned down and gently cupped the other person's head with the fingertips of his hands.
This is a very simple finger technique for calming the mind and spirit. The thumb is slowly pressed on the hollow at the back of the other person's neck, while the middle and ring fingers are overlapped and gently tapped on the acupoint at the temple.
Take your time, follow the flow, and go with the flow.
Yun Wei kept her eyes slightly closed, serving her followers wholeheartedly.
He was unaware of the secrets Isaac carried, nor did he know the reason for the other's absent-mindedness, but he would not deliberately try to find out.
All he knew was that the other person seemed to be in great pain and exhausted, and all he was doing at that moment was simply to make the other person feel more comfortable.
This has nothing to do with love or desire.
Skin to skin, all is silent. Fingertips are slightly cool, starlight seems to linger.
Suddenly, Yun Wei had a flash of inspiration and drew a surge of power from the Time Branch within his body, gently guiding it into the elastic acupoints under his fingertips.
This power is neither water elemental nor necromantic, but rather a power that lies between the two and can encompass everything.
This was the cosmic truth he glimpsed in Isaac's mental sea when he first mastered the transformation of elements.
This power is ancient and profound, yet it guides his spirit along the other's dark and decaying meridians, slowly nourishing the devastation along the way.
Yun Wei didn't open his eyes, but he seemed to see the situation inside Isaac's body with his "heart." Completely different from the warm spiritual sea, this place was filled with hellish flames, a desolate and ruined battlefield.
Under the power of the curse, the opponent's meridians were almost completely severed and decayed, and the internal organs that flowed through them were all dirty and dark.
So, Isaac had been silently enduring this pain all along?
No wonder there was always a deep, almost impenetrable melancholy behind those smoky gray eyes.
Even so, the other person always had a smile on their face. Whenever danger arose, they would selflessly stand in front of him.
Yun Wei recalled the last time on the battlefield deep in the fog, on a mountain covered with rocks, Isaac's heroic figure standing with his sword on his back...
The other party should have always acted this way.
Yun Wei remained silent. He felt that he had failed in his duty, and a strong sense of guilt welled up from the bottom of his heart.
But his hands did not stop moving; instead, he became more focused and meticulous, gradually channeling the magic within him to slowly nourish the other's rusty body.
He glanced at Isaac discreetly; the boy seemed genuinely asleep. Unlike his light naps in class, Isaac's furrowed brow had relaxed, and his expression was gentler, like that of a carefree young man.
May you have sweet dreams. Yun Wei thought to himself, and he moved even more gently, afraid of waking his follower from his hard-won sweet dream.
After roughly completing a few large cycles, Yun Wei changed his posture. The long period of kneeling had made his lower back and lower body a little sore and numb, and he almost fell onto Isaac's back.
Fortunately, he held on in time.
He half-stood up, straddled the other man's lower back, and used his own legs to propel himself up, using his knees and the backs of his feet as fulcrums to avoid crushing the sleeping Isaac beneath him.
The new set of movements requires him to cross the other person's hands behind their back in order to connect the three Yang meridians with himself, while stretching and relaxing the muscles in the shoulders and elbows.
Yun Wei carefully moved Isaac's strong arm and placed it in the right position.
He leaned forward, palms facing forward, and lightly touched his own palm to the other person's palm, which was behind their back. However, he couldn't exert much force. He could only intertwine his fingers with the other person's and then slowly stretch the other person's arm.
But suddenly, Isaac curled his fingers while he was fast asleep, perhaps a fighting instinct that had long been ingrained in his body.
In an instant, their fingers intertwined.
Like components returning to their original positions after a circuit has been interrupted, forming a loop in an instant, countless electrons surged past at near the speed of light. Yun Wei suddenly felt a tingling sensation rise from his fingertips, directly hitting his pounding heart in his chest.
A tingling, numbing sensation, a tingling yet satisfying feeling.
He is actually very sensitive, literally. Even a slight poke on the palm of his hand will make him giggle uncontrollably.
At that moment, his palm was pressed against Isaac's palm, the other's large hand almost completely enveloping his, and the sensation from his palm was the hard calluses at the base of the other's fingers.
Their fingers intertwined, every inch of their skin pressed together seemed to be loudly proclaiming their joy, like a group of innocent and carefree children in kindergarten. Yun Wei's mind went blank for several breaths.
The glow of the sunset outside the window suddenly receded, plunging the earth into a tranquil, cool night. The vibrant color on the horizon was caught in the eye of the man standing at half-height.
Yun Wei lowered his eyes and slowly grasped the large, well-defined hand of the person beneath him.
He lowered his head and, under the boundless night, gently soothed the sleeping knight beneath him.
...
Isaac woke up to the sound of the clock striking eleven o'clock sharp.
At this moment, he was completely dazed; he didn't even know how he had fallen asleep.
In my mind, countless fragments began to replay.
Just moments before, a heart-wrenching pain shot through his chest, and then, Yun's fingertips touched his forehead...
cloud! ?
He then realized with a start that he was still lying on Yun's bed, with a thin blanket carefully draped over his back.
"You're awake?" Sitting by the window, Yun Wei was silently watching the thick fog rising outside. He heard rustling behind him and spoke up, "Isaac, your body is badly injured."
He was somewhat displeased, displeased by the other party's concealment, but unsure of his position to reprimand them, so he could only remain indifferent as always.
The story is like a cycle; a few days ago, he was in a cave with a high fever and fell into a coma, and it was Isaac who stayed by his side to get through the difficult night.
At that moment, he sat quietly by the window, lost in thought, and before he knew it, it was midnight.
"..." Isaac couldn't discern the emotion in the other person's words. He tried to turn over and get up, but the moment he braced his arms against the bed, he suddenly noticed an embarrassing strangeness in his lower abdomen.
When Qi and blood flow smoothly, the tendons and muscles of the genitals flourish.
He was in the prime of his life, and had just woken from a deep sleep; this was a very natural physiological phenomenon.
But Yun Wei sat to the side, even turning his head to look at him.
The tall knight silently lay back down on the bed, pretending not to have fully woken up from his sleep, hastily burying his head in his strong forearm and lazily rubbing it.
Fortunately, the night was dark, and fortunately, he was anemic, so even though his face was flushed, Yun wouldn't notice.
"Let's go, let's get down to business." Yun Wei glanced at the white blanket draped around Isaac's waist, his expression knowing. No professional in the Zhuyuan Continent could surpass the necromancer's night vision.
But he simply said calmly, "I'll be waiting for you in the lobby on the first floor."
He didn't dwell on the other person's physical condition any further. Even though he suggested that the other person rest well, Isaac couldn't possibly let him go into the dense fog alone.
It would be better for the two of them to work together and tackle tonight's challenge first.
The other party's injuries were a chronic illness caused by the curse over the years, and it was impossible for them to be completely healed so quickly.
Find the Tower of All Laws, enter the Tower of All Laws, and gain the Tower of All Laws' approval.
The real key to breaking the deadlock is for him to become stronger himself.
The wooden heels clicked on the cool tiles, creating a clear, resonant sound in the night. Only after Yun Wei had walked far away did Isaac sit up, letting out a long, heavy breath.
In the hazy darkness of the night, Isaac's features were the only sharp point.
The dull pain in his chest had long since subsided, and the shrieking in his mind had also subsided, but at this moment, it seemed as if unknown emotions were surging and flowing within his chest.
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