Ye Peitian couldn't remember how many times he had died.
In those dark years without the light of day, he was tortured to death countless times by the enemy, brutally killed by monsters, and even suffocated by himself buried in the yellow sand. His fear of death has become numb in this infinite loop.
It's just that he is still afraid of the moment when he will be resurrected from the dead. Whenever he wakes up from death, a large number of memories flood in in an instant. The weakness of his body and the confusion of his memories make him vulnerable and defenseless from the inside out. status.
But often every time he wakes up, he doesn't even have time to take a breath. Before the memory is completely clear, terror and harm have followed, and he will find that he still has not escaped any painful situation, still in that dark The warehouse, the pale operating table or buried deep in the ground where you can't breathe.
But now, when he opened his eyes, what he saw was the one who reassured him.
No matter how weak he is, this person will always guard him and accompany him, and will not let him fall into the abyss of helplessness and fear again.
He longed for her company and was unwilling to let her go.
So Ye Peitian stretched out his hand almost reflexively and grabbed the person he loved in his heart.
In order to retain this desire, he could even endure the shame and whisper of his own pleas.
"Don't leave, Chihiro."
Chu Qianxun turned his head, just in time to meet those raised eyes.
Ye Peitian's face was terribly pale, and the black shackles on his neck were gone, replaced by circles of white bandages. The taciturn man stretched out his hand and grabbed his clothes, his broad and articulated palm trembled slightly from weakness, and whispered to hold her back.
Chu Qianxun remembered when he first saw Ye Peitian,
At that time, he was a scarred beast in the desert, silent and lonely, self-pity and pride. There are only ashes and no light in his eyes. He rejects anyone's approach and never wants to show any weakness in front of others. No matter how badly he was injured, he would never say a single cry of pain or bitterness.
And at this moment, he was opening his thick hard shell and putting the most weak and pitiful appearance in front of his eyes.
"Don't leave," he leaned on the edge of the bed and looked at Chu Qianxun, "Qianxun, I'm in pain."
Chu Qianxun's heart was full of anger that he had no time to let out, but he was teased by such eyes and these two short sentences, and it was instantly extinguished.
What I thought about before, how to be angry, how to be indifferent, how to ignore this man for a few days, and so on, were left unprincipled by her.
She sat back down on the edge of the bed very disappointed, and pressed Ye Peitian back, "Lie down, I didn't say I wanted to leave."
Ye Peitian breathed a sigh of relief, he moved his head to Chu Qianxun's side, and rubbed slightly next to Chu Qianxun's hand,
Chu Qianxun bent down to check his injuries. The circles of bandages were bandaged by Chu Qianxun herself. She knew very well that under these snow-white gauze, there was a neck that was riddled with holes and horrible to see.
"Does it hurt?"
At this moment, Ye Peitian is weak and powerless, no matter who can easily hurt him at this time. But his heart has never been as calm and peaceful as this time. He curled up in the soft bedding, warm and comfortable, knowing that he was being guarded, cared for, and distressed. Don't worry about anything.
An unbelievable happiness embraced itself.
"Chihiro."
"Um?"
"Why," he raised his eyes and looked at Chu Qianxun, "Why did I meet you."
Chu Qianxun smiled, and lightly reached out and touched his head.
"People like me don't even know what they can give you." Ye Peitian looked a little confused, he looked at Chu Qianxun and said word by word, "If you want anything, as long as I have it, I would like to give it to you."
His eyes were wet, with sparkling and shredding light, like the deepest spring, and there were countless unspoken thoughts hidden under the quiet water.
Such eyes were so touching that they penetrated into Chu Qianxun's heart, making it moist and soft.
Chu Qianxun slowly lowered his gaze and landed on those thin lips.
Her heart was beating uncontrollably, and she bit her lower lip, "Really, you can take anything away?"
The lips in the line of sight differentiated a little, and gave a positive answer.
"Then give this." She put her hand on the man's chest and felt his heart beat under his skin. "Give it to me."
That heart, like his own, was beating so fast and powerfully that it almost jumped out of his chest.
Chu Qianxun's mansion went down and kissed the lips that he had coveted for a long time.
That person was just as flustered and inexperienced as himself. He closed his eyes and responded to his enthusiasm with cold lips with a little trembling, and there was even a moist touch on his cheeks.
So Chu Qianxun suddenly became self-taught without a teacher.
She began to come slowly, repeatedly kissing those beautiful browbones and eyes, not letting go of his flushed earlobes, licking the water droplets from the corners of his eyes, and parting his trembling lips, making him fall in love from start to finish The abyss of infatuation.
From now on, he is mine, and his pitiful and lovely appearance can only be shown to me alone, just like in that world.
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With the help of Wu Lili, Meng Laosan limped to the yard to bask in the sun.
He was seriously injured in the battle that night, and he still cannot move freely to this day. Fortunately, Wu Lili across the street silently came to take care of his daily life every day.
"You don't have to stick to me like this all day. I saved you at the time, but because you were a woman, and I didn't have the habit of watching women die in front of my eyes. It's not that I have any thoughts on you." Third Meng said loudly, Almost the whole yard could hear his manly voice.
"Hey," Wu Lili replied gently, "then I won't come tomorrow."
She said she would leave, and when she reached the gate of the courtyard, she turned around and waved with a smile.
Meng Laosan wanted to shout, but he couldn't bear it, and he was really reluctant not to shout. After scratching her ears and cheeks for a long time, she saw that Wu Lili had already disappeared without a trace, so she stomped her feet with a sigh.
He saw Ye Peitian sitting in the yard.
The big boy, with a silver mask on his face, sat in the afternoon sun, clasped his hands on his slender thighs, lowered his head and thought about his thoughts.
There is a small backpack at Ye Peitian's feet. He will leave this place quietly with Chu Qianxun today. Although he has only lived in this yard for a few days, he is still very fond of this warmth that he has repeatedly brought him. The place gave birth to nostalgia, and I just want to see it for a while before I leave.
"Look, the women now are really, not understanding at all, and they leave if they say go." Third Meng sat down next to Ye Peitian and touched his elbow, "Brother Lin, your family How does Miss Qianxun usually treat you? She must be very gentle and considerate, right?"
Ye Peitian didn't know what to think of, and the face of the silver mask turned red with a rub.
Fortunately, Meng Laosan's nerves were rough and he didn't pay attention, "I heard that you were also seriously injured, so you have been lying in the house these days."
"After that day, where did you and Sister Qianxun go? Do you know..." Mr. Meng said mysteriously, and leaned over in a low voice, "That night, the demon Ye Peitian walked past our gate. ."
Then he patted his thigh in annoyance, "Why did I faint at that time, or I might have a chance to see what the devil looks like with my own eyes."
Ye Peitian turned to look at him.
Meng Laosan remembered what happened that night, and cursed through gritted teeth, "What kind of bullshit is God's love, it's more terrifying than the devil, so many people in White Horse Town are killing them. If you want me to say, it's better That Ye Peitian is more arrogant, and destroys God's love as soon as possible. As long as he can destroy God's love, he will go to our West Alley every day, and I will do whatever he wants."
"Hey, what did I say you're laughing at? You and Sister Qianxun weren't at the scene, and what kind of perverted people look like who didn't see God's fart."
After Meng Laosan got up and went back to the house, the door in the corner of the yard opened, and a little girl with a blind stick walked out slowly.
The little girl groped and walked to Ye Peitian's side. There was a hideous scar on her small face, which made her eyes lose the light.
"Big brother, I am a saint of the Healing Department. I heard that your neck was injured. Would you like me to show it to you?" She added crampedly, "Although I am only a first-order now, my brother said that I It's been great."
Ye Peitian's low voice sounded, "Aren't you afraid of me?"
This girl and her brother, Xiao Mu, were both present at the scene. Like Lao Guo, they already knew Ye Peitian's true identity.
"You are a good person. You saved my brother. You are a very good person. I'm not afraid of you." The girl stretched out her small hands, touched Ye Peitian's neck wrapped in gauze, and tried her best to send out a little from those small hands. Subtle white light.
The healing ability of the first-order healer is very small, and it has no practical effect on Ye Peitian's injuries.
But when the little girl panted her hands away from his neck, he still thanked him sincerely.
"Thank you, I'm much better."
The little girl smiled brightly, "Is it really effective? My brother is right. As long as I practice hard, I will be able to cure my eyes one day."
She noticed that the big brother on the opposite side reached out and touched her head, and then two cold and wet fingers wiped from her eyes, smearing a warm liquid on her eyes.
"Sister, you, what did you do to my sister?" Xiao Mu, who came in from outside the courtyard, was shocked to see his sister standing with Ye Peitian.
With blood on her face, her younger sister stood innocently in front of the famous Huangsha Emperor. At that moment, all kinds of legends about humans and demons flooded into his heart. Xiao Mu couldn't care about the fear in his heart. He stepped forward a few steps and pulled away the blood-stained sister, panicked and alert. Staring at Ye Peitian with blood on his hands.
"Brother," his sister tugged at the corner of his shirt with one hand and rubbed her eyes with the other, "I can see my brother so well."
"What?" Xiao Mu turned his face in disbelief, "You, you said you can see?"
He hurriedly wiped his sister's blood-stained face with his sleeve, and was surprised and delighted to see that those eyes that had lost their light for a long time regained their brightness.
When he recovered from the ecstasy, the man who had just sat in front of him had disappeared.
…
Ye Peitian walked towards Lao Guo's iron shop with his bag on his back.
Qianxun was already standing at the door of the shop, holding the newly acquired long sword and soft armor, and waving at him excitedly.
"Wait, wait a minute."
Someone behind him called him.
Ye Peitian turned around, and Xiao Mu hurriedly chased him out of the hospital, looked at him for a while, and finally did not speak, but bowed deeply to him.