In the extremely awkward atmosphere, the Goddess of Light Butterfly flew around cluelessly, scattering circles of light stars.
In the falling light rain, Ji Mian said calmly: "I'm sleepy."
Chu Shiye: “Yeah.”
He walked down the stairs, quickly let go of his hand, as if nothing had happened, and weighed the corner of the quilt for Ji Mian who was lying down.
Ji Mian was indeed tired. His mental energy had been over-depleted. He needed more rest now.
The black hair fell on the soft pillow, and Ji Mian turned his head away: "I'm asleep."
Chu Shiye: "Go to sleep, I will accompany you."
Ji Mian: "Like words to comfort a child."
Chu Shiye remained calm and said, "Go to sleep quickly. When you wake up, the bad guys will be chased away."
Ji Mian chuckled.
"Good night," he said, "little boy."
The sun shines on the window, and a goddess of light butterfly lands, its faintly glowing antennae moving little by little, also drowsy.
Chu Shiye and the blue butterfly looked into each other's eyes.
After a moment, he raised his hand.
The Goddess of Light Butterfly flew away, merged into Ji Mian's fingertips, and disappeared.
The ward fell completely quiet. Chu Shiye stared at Ji Mian without blinking, recalling the death place he had just walked out of.
In such a cold and dark place, even the strongest willpower will be worn away bit by bit by the endless darkness and swallowed up irrevocably.
However, he did not stay in the place of death in the end, but waited for a ray of light.
The only ray of light was right beside him at this moment.
It is his salvation and also...
Chu Shiye stretched out his hand, hesitated, and then slowly retracted it.
He was afraid of waking up the sleeping Ji Mian.
Just look at it like this, that's all.
Chu Shiye's eyes were deep and he stood quietly beside the bed, like a rock that could not be melted by wind and sand.
Until his eyelids became so heavy that he could hardly open them and his body, which had not yet fully recovered, could no longer support him, he buried his face in his arms, leaned against the bed, and fell asleep beside Ji Mian.
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When Ji Mian woke up, everything in front of him was still gray and the world was dim and unclear.
Because of the temporary blindness, his hearing is exceptionally clear.
There was a shallow breathing sound beside the pillow. It should be Chu Shiye who fell asleep sitting on the bed.
The two people seemed to be very close to each other.
Ji Mian moved his fingers slightly, touched Chu Shiye's arm, and poked it secretly.
Chu Shiye had no reaction.
Ji Mian sat up silently, and reached up again, touching Chu Shiye's face, with his palm covering between his eyebrows.
His mental power connected with Chu Shiye and penetrated into the other's spiritual world... Not long after, Ji Mian withdrew his hand.
Cold sweat soaked his eyelashes, and his slightly wet hair fell on his pale skin. He leaned back on the pillow and closed his eyes to rest.
This time, in Chu Shiye’s spiritual world, he did not encounter the pair of golden vertical pupils.
Is it because the connection is not deep enough... Unfortunately, his mental strength has not fully recovered yet, so he cannot provide mental counseling for Chu Shiye.
Ji Mian covered his mouth and coughed lightly, then his fingers touched the bedside table, where the water Chu Shiye poured for him was placed.
He drank the water in small sips and heard the ward door being pushed open and someone walking in.
"Hey, Mr. Su is awake."
Kane noticed that Chu Shiye was sleeping at the head of Ji Mian's bed. He lowered his voice, walked around to the other side, and gently put something down.