I Was Once a Legend - Chapter 278

Kelberus has never expressed his emotions on his face. As always, he is silent and steady. The people in the casino like this reliable security captain. Who would not like to work hard and never feel tired? Colleagues?

Kelberus, unlike other colleagues, will leave the casino and go home after get off work. This is his home, where the owner is, and where he should be.

He rarely goes to the bar for a drink after work, usually after returning to the dormitory, lying in bed after a bath, staring at the ceiling, thinking about something.

… Miss his master.

Outside the window or the night is full of darkness, or the glimmer of the morning light is seen from the sky, just in this kind of thinking, enter the dream.

But this kind of repression will never be relieved, the harder the pressure, the more sour the accumulation in the heart.

The first to discover that Kelberus was interested was the supervisor Hughes, a close associate of Mr. Mo, who had worked here since the casino existed. At the end of the day, it was already ten o’clock in the evening. Kelberus changed his clothes and prepared to eat something. The supervisor came to pat his shoulder and said, “Want to have a drink?”

If someone invites him, Kelberos will not deliberately refuse. He knows that working here requires good interpersonal relationships.

Kelberus and the supervisor went to the bar, and among the many indulgent laughter guests, they each ordered a glass of wine.

After a few brief chats, the supervisor asked: “Have you been worried recently?”

Kelberus was silent. He held a glass of ice and spirits for a long while and smiled, saying: “It’s okay.”

He lifted his head and drank the wine, drowning his lips and teeth into the stomach, and quickly burned, the ice rolled into his mouth and was crushed by Kelberus.

Kelberus found that the refreshment of spirits and the paralysis of alcohol seemed to make him temporarily forget the desperation that had wrapped him in a heart. So he asked for another drink.

Cup after cup.

This evening, Kelberus was drunk for the first time. The supervisor told him to help him pick up the drunken man. He was said to be not noisy when he was drunk. He just sat in silence. Everything around him had nothing to do with him. It seems that someone who has been lonely for a long time is also used to being lonely.

Victor didn’t know how much he drank.

Alcohol caused him to heat up, the esophagus and stomach seemed to be burning, and the oral mucosa was soaked with alcohol, which was not enough to protect the skin and make the mouth hurt.

Everything was spinning and twisting slowly in front of me. The long table was messy. Almost all the food was bitten and left aside at random. Victor supported the table so that he could not fall. He burped and pulled again. Corks for opening a bottle of wine.

Whenever a long winter comes, the climate of minus 20 degrees makes high-alcohol liquor a magic weapon for Russians to warm themselves. Similarly, alcohol can also make people who have been in the cold and dark all year round happy.

“Додна!” (Cheers!)

Victor staggered down the bottle and covered it again.

[I am pushing my noble creator]

Days pass by day by day.

Körberos was promoted again, he was promoted to in charge of the manager, and left the security team.

In this way, he had more opportunities to meet his master.

It has been a year since he was brought back.

Corberus approached the young man in need of him step by step by his own efforts. He believed that if he continued like this, he would one day become the director’s most important man.

It’s just that life always likes to joke with mortals. It’s like a stubborn child, proudly watching people be confused by it.

Kelberus thought he concealed the love in his heart very well, but as an object that he silently watched, how could Mr. Mo not notice?

From the beginning, he didn’t take it seriously, because he has received so many admiration and awe, he has seen it too much, he has been seen by many people like this, he also knows that the kind of like will not last for too long without a response. .

Just like the fish on the beach, if there is no continuous moisturizing wave, it will soon be dried and smelly.

But Corberus seemed different.

Over time, this man’s eyes became deeper and deeper, and the admiration mixed with pain in it sometimes made Mr. Mo stunned.

I can’t seem to sit back and watch anymore.

Weekly regular reports are still so stereotyped and boring, with only Kelberus and Mr. Mo in the room.

Kelberus knelt on one knee and finished his last sentence. He didn’t hear the usual lazy reply for a long time.

He raised his head carefully, but found that the young man sitting in the chair listening to his report had his eyes closed, leaning on one hand with his forehead on the armrest, and seemed to be asleep.

A soft light spilled, and his eyelashes cast a small shadow on the bottom of his eyes, covering the mole with tears. He was so quiet, like a sleeping beauty in a fairy tale, waiting for a wakeful kiss.

Kelberus looked at him faintly. He knelt straighter, so he leaned closer, almost seeing the tiny fluff on the young man’s cheeks.

He swallowed silently and reached out quietly, trying to gently touch the person in front of him.

Mr. Mo opened his eyes silently at this moment.

“What do you want to do?” The young man’s tail picked up as always, but with a sense of Sen Han, Kelberus was too late to be caught, and he was caught straight.

“I bought you back, but you didn’t let you look at me like this.” Mr. Mo sneered. He raised his leg and kicked it fiercely.

Körberos was kicked off, but the strength of the young man was not much different from the child’s, so it was just shaken lightly.

“Is it such a comfortable life that makes you forget that you are just a slave?”

This was the second time the owner touched him. He used the tip of his shoe to lift his chin when he was in the arena. Now, his bare feet are directly on his face.

The painful depression in my heart was finally discovered at this moment, just like finding the outlet of catharsis. The touch of the admiring person made Korberus lose his reason instantly. He made the second mistake tonight. Instead of hurriedly lowering his head to admit his mistake, he still looked at the tall young man and shouted, “Master–“

After the words were out of his mouth, Corberus found out that his voice was already hoarse with lust, and Mr. Mo was also aware. He quickly squinted his eyes, stepped on Kelberus’ face and feet down, brushed over the man’s chest, and finally stepped on it.

Kelberus groaned, his body trembling violently, his muscles tensed in an instant, and he suddenly relaxed.

The room was dead and quiet.

After a long time, Mr. Mo stood up, his voice rang above Kelberus, cold and unapproachable:

“roll.”

Xia Qiongyun was next to him, letting Lin Hang bet on five fingers.

In the end she even walked away from Lin Hang’s side and sat far away. Her face was disgusted. It seemed that Lin Hang’s dripping sweat and slightly trembling hands fell into her eyes. They were all dirty.

She is so arrogant, high up, any look, a conversation, is a charity to others.

This group of ignorant ordinary people does not cooperate with her to breathe the same air.

[I am the crystallization of divine power, consciousness and love]

Since that day, Kerberus has not seen Mr. Mo for nearly a month.

After leaving the top floor embarrassedly, Kelberus waited in fear for a long time, without the expected punishment, and Mr. Mo didn’t give any instructions, as if he didn’t care at all.

In other words, it seems that he has forgotten that he is still there.

Kelberus’s life in the casino continued like this. He did the repetitive work day after day. Although the people he saw were different, he didn’t pay attention to it, and his eyes were still out of reach. Figure.

He messed up everything. Kerberus thought, but he did not regret it.

Until one day he had drunk with his supervisor, Hughes, and suddenly disappeared.

No one knew where he had gone. The director said at the meeting that he had quit his job and went home. Although everyone could not understand why Hughes didn’t say a farewell, he didn’t show any sign of it.

The supervisor was like a passer-by in his life, and Corberus had never seen him again since then.

On the seventh day of the disappearance of the supervisor, Kelberus, who was checking the accounts, received a notice that the boss asked him to go there.

Corberus asked the reason, and the person with the message didn’t know. With anxiety, he finally boarded the elevator again, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly became timid.

He did such a disrespectful thing to his master, why should the master see him again?

He was afraid that when he faced his master again, he would hear cruel words and belated punishment, or even an order to expel him.

Corberus couldn’t help thinking, he stood at the door and hesitated for a long while, and finally took a deep breath and knocked gently on the door.

“Come in.” A familiar voice came from the room, not very clear, but still enough to make the heart in Korberus’ chest suddenly speed up. He pushed the door down and slipped a slit easily.

The door is unlocked.

Kelberus walked into Mr. Mo’s bedroom, smoky with fruity scent, the windows didn’t open and couldn’t escape, almost flooding the whole room. Angela was not there. His figure that day and night was sitting by the bed. His milky eyes blurred his eyebrows. At one moment Kelberus felt that the young man’s affection had some indescribable threads.

Is he wrong?

Corberus did not dare to step forward, he looked at the young man and yelled lowly: “Master?”

“Come here.” Mr. Mo looked up. He rarely wore clothes he would wear when he went out, a dark coat and a waistcoat of the same color. The trousers of the trousers were slightly pulled upwards due to the overlapping of his legs, revealing a small circle of ankles. skin.

The host has just returned from outside? Corberus didn’t know.

The owner doesn’t seem to blame him?

Kelberus thought, walking obediently, and when he was about to kneel in front of Mr. Mo, his wrist was suddenly caught.

The palm of the young man was full of false sweat, a cold wet, seemingly trembling uncontrollably, Kelberus was pulled forward and fell down, and almost instantly he would embrace Mr. Mo in.

He subconsciously tried to hide, and at the next moment, the young man’s hand touched his cheek, and Corberus’ breathing was stagnant, so that the intimate contact was so sudden that he had no psychological preparation at all.

“Corpelos,” Mr. Mo stared in his dark honeyed eyes and asked in a low voice, “Will you help me?”

There was an incomprehensible weakness in his voice, and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he seemed to be haunted by some kind of unspeakable pain. The two moles of tears were really like tears, so touching.