文| 舍舍鱼
Not like Zhu Dan but pink and moist lips, as if some kind of metaphorical invitation. I gently approached and took her upper lip, soft, sweet, and a little bit of bitterness that had been moistened with tears. The hand that clasps the back of her neck grows harder, and I drive in, trying to deepen the kiss.
As I kissed, I silently prayed that the change in me would come quickly.
The kiss seemed like it was a century long.
However, nothing happened.
I looked up in shock as the treasure I had brought from within the dragon's lair trembled as if it were emitting some sort of laughter.
"Did you really think that the person you loved was this princess?" The treasure made a dull and mocking sound.
I blacked out, my consciousness plunging into darkness.
I am a warrior of the Kingdom of A, named Gita.
At the banquet on the 100th day of my birth, the kingdom's most spiritual sorcerer prophesied that I would fall into an impossible love and fall into something worse than death, which could only be deciphered by obtaining that love.
I have looked forward to this with anticipation and trembling with fear ever since I knew anything.
I didn't have to tremble, I could have beaten all the warriors in the kingdom by the time I was fourteen, and I became famous at eighteen for knocking down the Hercules who came to challenge me in country B. I had enough to do it.
I am strong enough, brave and resourceful. But, I didn't yet understand, love, what it was really like.
Until the year I turned 19, I entered the palace as a guard and met my princess.
She wore a pink saree, full skirt support like a small umbrella, set off her graceful waist, slender white fingers mischievously jumping on the cheeks, long eyelashes can not cover the eyes of innocent laughter. She playfully tilted her head, pink lips slightly open, asked me: "Are you the warrior who defeated Hercules B?"
At that moment, I was sure I had met the most unlikely love of my life.
How hopeless and unattainable is the love of an escort and a princess.
But, my princess, I would give my life for you.
I no longer fear that heavy prophecy.
The princess was taken by the dragon, and the whole kingdom was plunged into a dark cloud of sorrow, along with my heart.
I volunteered to rescue the princess and bring her back.
I heard that eighty-eight warriors had died in the dragon's lair before, but I was not afraid.
When the sorcerer was sending me off, he told me again and again, "My son, this year is the robbery of your destiny, remember the method of deliverance, and be sure to work hard to get that impossible love."
I nodded my head vigorously, but the thought of harvesting the love of the princess was still out of reach.
After three days and three nights of hard traveling, I finally met the dragon.
It was covered in white phosphorus glittering with silver light, and the flames coming out of its mouth were glowing with blue light. Its fierce eyes were like knives cutting over, and it said with disgust: "Another one to send to the death, I really don't understand, the world loves money so much that they don't want to die?"
I froze for a moment. It had such a nice voice.
But what does it mean to love money more than life?
I looked around, and realized that the dragon's lair was strewn with treasure: pearls from the South China Sea, gold and precious stones from Ophi, onyx and jade ornaments ...... from the Eastern Capital Kingdom, and, of course, countless white bones.
It dawned on me that the eighty-eight warriors were all buried here for the treasure.
"I have come to rescue my princess. Why did you take her captive?" I said coldly.
The dragon's eyes flickered and looked me up and down before he laughed, "So you're a lover boy."
"It was not that I wanted to take her captive, it was she herself who wanted to come and steal the treasure, I should have killed her, but remembering that she was a woman, I only imprisoned her."
"You are talking nonsense! How could my princess do such a nasty thing! You evil dragon!" My anger was about to split my chest, and I drew my sword and headed straight for the dragon.
But having overestimated myself I soon collapsed.
A face streaked with sweat and dirt, my clothes full of holes, and the blood running down the legs of my coat all signaled my defeat and wretchedness.
I fell to the ground and waited for death.
However, after a long time, nothing happened, except that the nice voice came from the top of my head: "I will not kill the love-struck. You go away. If you don't die you can come back again. If you can defeat me, you can leave with your princess."
Of course I don't die.
I went to the dragon every day to challenge it, to be defeated, to be set free. I vilely exploited its compassion for the love-struck.
Sometimes I wondered why it had a net for the love-struck. Could it be that it itself is a love-struck person?
Sometimes I wonder why it is so open to the love-struck.
Today is the forty-ninth day since I came to challenge the dragon.
Once again, I collapsed on the cold floor of the dragon's lair and fainted before I could hear the sound of a good voice coming from above.
When I awoke, I found myself lying on an exquisite bed covered with a soft brocade quilt. I touched my forehead, it turned out to be a fever, no wonder I fainted.
Turned over and got out of bed, looked around, this should be the inner room of the Dragon's Den, with elaborate home furnishings.
On the floor next to the bed, there is a charcoal fire pit. On the table above the bed is a cup of warm tea.
All of these were not needed by the dragon, and were, obviously, prepared for me.
A strange emotion rose in my heart, but it was quickly suppressed.
The intermittent sound of water came to my ears, and I stepped softly, moving towards where the sound came from.
It turns out that there is such a place in the Dragon's Cave: looking up, you can see a line of sky, from which a waterfall of spring water pours down and falls into a clear lake, forming a natural bathing pool.
At the edge of the pool leaned a young man, eyes slightly closed, arms resting on the edge of the pool. His upper body was naked, his long silver-white hair rested casually on his shoulders, glowing with an eye-catching luster, and his face was carved out of jade with perfectly proportioned features, even more delicate than Her Highness'.
Gosh, what was I thinking? I froze for a long time, until a ray of sunlight came in from the first line of sky and shone on him, vaguely glowing with scales, and then I suddenly realized that he was the dragon.
Now he is completely defenseless, as long as you kill him while you can, you can save the princess.
But I couldn't move a muscle, not knowing whether to be bewildered by the beauty before me, or ashamed of this vile thought: he had spared me so many times, and now I wanted to kill him.
It was at this time that the eyes of the handsome young man opened, warm and moist as water in his eyes, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he said softly, "You're awake."
I froze for a long time, before I gave a stupid "ah".
"The water here is hot spring water, do you want to take a dip? Sweating is good for your illness." Nude pink lips lightly touched and made a nice sound, like some kind of invitation of unknown meaning, compelling my heart. I couldn't help but walk toward the pool of water.
It never occurred to me that the man and the dragon, who had been at each other's throats for forty-nine days, would be calmly soaking in a hot spring together.
His breath was right next to his body, an almost negligible sound, but gently pounded my heart. I think it must be that the hot spring water is too hot, otherwise, why would my whole body feel like it's on fire?
The nice voice rang in my ears again, "Why is your face red?"
It's killing me, I feel a strange tingling sensation flooding my whole body, and some kind of unknown sentiment surging in my lower abdomen.
"You know what? I was in love with someone once." He seemed completely oblivious to my strangeness, and told his story to himself.
This dragon, who had been incredibly fierce before, but was now so clean and lovely, had fallen in love with someone who was a god of the sea and his master. It knew it was an impossible love, and thought only of being with its master forever, and that was enough.
Once, it unintentionally hurt the king of the sea and was going to be put to death. And in order to save it, the master suffered on its behalf, lost his divine body, and reincarnated as a mortal.
"I had the audacity to ask my master at that time, was there ever a moment when he loved me?" A tear dripped down the slender eyelashes, "Master just looked at me and smiled. What else could I hope for? My master has suffered more pain than death for me, even if he doesn't love me, what is there for me to be unaware of?"
I suddenly wanted to kiss the tears off his face. We were both caught up in an impossible love, only I still had a chance, while he, on the other hand, could only search hopelessly in a sea of people.
The moment my lips touched his eyes, we both froze.
I moved my lips away in embarrassment and hastily explained, "You, don't misunderstand, I, I just think we are in the same boat ...... that, that, your master must be a very beautiful goddess, you will definitely find her."
He froze again, then smiled bitterly and shook his head.
The previously unbeatable dragon was, at the moment, so vulnerable and helpless.
After leaving the dragon's lair, I didn't go to the dragon to challenge it for three days in a row.
I don't know why, the image of the princess in my mind is getting blurred, while the dragon's transformation into a handsome young man is getting clearer and clearer.
I dreamed of that kiss countless times, and of his frozen look when I kissed him in the eyes. In the depths of the dream, it seemed that our lips and tongues were entwined ...... I woke up in a sweat, cursing myself for my betrayal and lack of shame.
I guess it's because it's been too long since I've seen the princess. Everything will be fine when we rescue the princess. I consoled myself.
Yet something even more terrible happened.
Yellowish scales began to grow on my front chest, growing more and more, spreading all the way to my abdomen.
My whole body shuddered.
The great misfortune predicted by the sorcerer was at hand, turning into a monster, a punishment worse than death.
Could it be, because of that hot spring? Was that dragon, looking so pathetically vulnerable, actually trying to harm me?
I rushed into the dragon's den in a rage, wanting to confirm my suspicions and fearing that they were true.
The dragon was coiled against the stone wall of the dragon's den, looking tired.
I poured all my anger and fear, which I had nowhere to vent, into my sword and stabbed at it.
Surprisingly, it didn't dodge.
Blood flowed down its scales, and it could no longer maintain the appearance of a giant dragon, transforming into a clean and soft youth.
That sword, stabbed right in his abdomen. His face was pale, somewhat strained to raise his eyes to look at me, his eyes were innocent, as if he did not understand what had happened.
"Today is the anniversary of my master's death, the day he died as a god." His voice was wavering, his gaze drifting off into the distance.
My hand shook violently as I let go of the hilt of my sword and took several steps backwards, guilt, heartache, fear, and frantic ...... boundless emotions seeming to tear me apart.
"Your princess is in the dungeon below the pool, the mechanism is the protruding pebble at the edge of the pool. You did not have to do this; I had intended to fulfill you." There was weakness and exhaustion in the youth's nice voice.
Yes, yes, go to the princess, get her love, and I shall be well, I shall be perfectly well. I raced to the inner room, his follow-up voice faintly heard in my ears "...... Just, do you really know her?"
I was now concentrating on kissing my Princess, and even though I was a little puzzled by the ease with which she accepted my love, and a little chilled by her order for me to take the treasure, I desperately needed this impossible love to bring about a change in my body, to free me from the depths of the monster I had become.
Yet nothing changed.
At the sound of Zaibao's mockery, I was hit hard and my consciousness was plunged into darkness.
When I awoke, the princess and the treasure were gone.
The nice but weak voice rang in my ears again, "Only, do you really know her?"
Followed by the mocking voice of the treasure: "Do you really think that the person you love is this princess?"
In an instant, an idea I could never believe exploded in my mind.
The uncontrollable kiss by the hot spring pool, the entanglement of lips and tongues in the dream, the inexplicable feelings welling up in my lower abdomen when I confessed to each other ...... are all pointing to the fact that I don't want to admit.
The impossible love of my life, the original is to fall in love with a dragon, a male dragon, a still y in love with their own masters, to the death of the male dragon.
It was such an impossible to ridiculous love, an unbreakable curse, hahahahahahahahaha ...... I laughed so hard that tears flowed out of my eyes, and I knew I was finished, beyond saving.
Three days later in the evening, I sneaked into the inner chamber of the dragon's den.
Knowing it was impossible, I wanted to come and see him. The pale golden scales had spread to my shoulders, and I no longer cared.
It's good to become a monster, maybe I can become a couple with him.
But even turning into a monster is impossible.
But even if you become a monster, it's impossible, right?
The young man was sleeping quietly on the bed, his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and even in his sleep, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.
I gently lifted the brocade quilt on his body, the abdomen is still wrapped in gauze, vaguely oozing blood. How deep was the wound that day, and it still can't fully heal.
A dull ache ran through my heart.
"Master ......" he called out in his sleep.
Damn it, it's that master again, my mind exploded and I went crazy and lunged to kiss him on the lips.
The bloodless lips were sweetly scented, and sucking gently was not enough; I pried open his teeth, sucked on his tiny tongue, licked every inch of his mouth, and attacked the city.
Fingers can not help but touch his chest, into his lapel. Smooth skin, supple and elastic muscles, make me apoplectic.
The youth was awakened by this sudden attack, and froze for a few seconds with his eyes wide open, then began to desperately push back.
By the time I backed away from him, a slap had been thrown into my face.
"Gita, what do you want?" He questioned loudly, his body shaking slightly.
"I want to hold you."
Another slap was thrown in my face.
"Go ahead, beat me to death! It's me who's cheap, I'm an idiot! I can't believe I fell in love with a male dragon who loves someone else to death!" I screamed at him hysterically, "It's an impossible love, a curse that can never be broken, and I'm about to turn into a monster! Might as well die!"
I went crazy and ripped open my blouse, revealing my pale yellow scales.
For some reason, the youth's eyes fell on the scales and could not move away. For a long time, he looked up at me again, but as if he was looking at another person, there is warmth in his gaze, there is bitterness, and there is a strong attachment and the joy of being lost and found.
"My master is not a goddess, he is a male god." He said suddenly.
"......"
"The curse you were talking about, isn't it a terrible thing that happens when you're 20, but it's broken with an impossible love? "
"...... You, how do you know?"
"You said you love me, is that true?"
"...... you, don't make fun of me, you can never love me anyway, you ......"
My unfinished words were blocked in the youth's sudden kiss.
The scales miraculously disappeared completely.
I was at a loss for words, the kiss contained so much emotion and pain that I felt like I wanted to cry.
The valves of my memory were opened, and images of my last life came into view.
I was a god of the sea, the owner of a white dragon, and, all along, knew of his secret affections.
I knew I had fallen in love with him when the white dragon offended the sea king and I was righteous enough to take the fall on his behalf.
It was an impossible love, so I said nothing to him.
The Sea King put a curse on my reincarnation, that at the age of 20, I would be covered in pale golden scales and turn into a half-human, half-dragon monster who would be humiliated for the rest of my life.
And the sorcerer who loved me most in the sea followed me to earth and opened the door to breaking the curse with another prophecy.
If only White Dragon and I met again and dared to love each other, we could break the curse and be happy.
I kissed Bailong back hard, pushed him down on the bed, kissed away the tears that fell from his eyes, picked the buttons of his lapel with my nimble fingers, and kissed his forehead and belly with a hundred times more cherishing, until shallow moans spilled out of his mouth ......
In this life, neither of us has failed to live up to love.
In this world, there is no impossible love, as long as you dare to love.