It took a long time for Chu Qianxun to climb the steps this time. When she opened her eyes, the long night had passed, and the sky was bright outside the window.
She had a feeling of being reborn after a night of misery. After crossing the level, the various functions of the saint's body will get a qualitative leap. At this moment, the whole world is almost brand new to her keen senses.
The sky outside the window was dark, and a few strands of golden sunlight drilled out from the gaps in the black clouds, and beams spread into the world.
A man sat on a chair beside the bed, the light slanting into the window, the half tower over his shoulder.
Countless tiny dust fluttered in the light beam, and Chu Qianxun could even clearly see the faint fluff on the edge of the man's face.
He sat on the chair motionless, and was also looking at Chu Qianxun, his eyes were filled with smoke, the autumn water was cold, and deep in the bottom of the pool was a stormy sea that others could not understand.
Chu Qianxun stood up from the sweat-soaked bed, raised his hand and touched his face,
"Scared? I didn't expect you to wait so long."
Ye Peitian's slender eyelashes closed with Chu Qianxun's movements, he slowly reached out and hugged Chu Qianxun into his arms, burying his head in her shoulders.
Chu Qianxun only felt that the body that was holding her was icy and cold, but the place that was leaning against her shoulder was scorching hot.
She has seen Ye Peitian being ruthless, this person can cut off his arms without caring, and bury his body without saying a word.
But at this moment, he was holding himself and shivering.
Only then did Chu Qianxun know that Ye Peitian was really frightened. So she moved her body, trying to get up to speak. But the arm around her seemed to be afraid that she would disappear, and instantly increased the strength to tie her tightly.
"Chihiro." A hoarse and dry voice called her name in her ear.
Ye Peitian raised his head, his face was pale, his eyes were red, he cupped her face with both hands, and lowered his head to kiss her frantically.
His kisses were restrained—restrained on the verge of madness!
There is no pattern, no skill, just wind and rain and hard work.
For the first time, Chu Qianxun felt the madness of this man. His arms were like cast iron, and he was so painful that he almost embedded himself into his body. Those rough kisses left little marks on the skin of her neck.
Chu Qianxun felt a little pain, but she endured it and patted Ye Peitian's neck lightly to make him relax.
Ye Peitian finally realized his excesses and stopped suddenly. He supported Chu Qianxun's shoulders to separate the distance between the two of them. Seeing the rude marks he left on Chu Qianxun's body, he turned his face and rolled. He snapped his Adam's apple and said softly, "Sorry."
Then he let go of his hand, stood up, looked around the room in a panic, pushed open the door and went out.
Chu Qianxun wanted to call him, but saw him stretch out his hand on the railing of the corridor, and jumped directly from the fourth floor. The figure jumped up and down in the atrium and disappeared in an instant.
It was raining in the afternoon sky, and the cold, crackling rain hit the glass of the windows.
Chu Qianxun, who was covered in sweat, washed his head comfortably, took a shower, prepared dinner, and sat in his room with a relaxed body, waiting for Ye Peitian to come back.
Her door was open, but until the night got dark, the room opposite was still dark, and the warm yellow lights did not light up as early as in the past.
Chu Qianxun sighed, and had no choice but to finish dinner by himself, clear the dishes, blew out the lights in the room, and closed the door.
The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, even mixed with snowflakes, which made the glass vibrate uncontrollably.
Chu Qianxun was lying on the bed with his clothes closed, looking at the rainwater that was winding on the glass and the dark sky outside the window.
In such weather, where would Ye Peitian go
She knew that Ye Peitian had experienced ups and downs, that he had a lot of things in his heart, and that his feelings for him were more depressed than ordinary people. But he didn't expect that he would lose his temper and run away because he watched himself struggling all night on the edge of life and death.
It was rare for him to be so emotional, which made Chu Qianxun a little worried.
It wasn't until midnight when a slight noise came in, mixed with the sound of wind and rain outside the window.
Chu Qianxun heard it immediately, the corners of her mouth curled up immediately, she rolled over and got out of bed and pushed open the window, and sure enough, she pulled the wet man into the room.
She didn't say anything extra, just pulled Ye Peitian to the side of the bed, let him take off his soaked shirt, and draped a large towel over his head.
He turned around and poured a cup of hot boiling water, squatted down in front of him, and stuffed the cup into his cold hands.
Ye Peitian lowered his head, his tight and smooth arms resting naked on his legs, the water droplets slipped from the ends of those curly wet hair, and hit the floor drop by drop, he slowly turned the cup with his frozen white fingers , remained silent.
Chu Qianxun didn't speak, just reached out and slowly wiped his hair with a towel.
"I... won't die. I won't die, and I won't be mad." A deep voice suddenly sounded, Ye Peitian lowered his eyebrows and looked at the ground, his eyes filled with sadness that Chu Qianxun could not understand.
"If... you're gone, I don't know what else I would do." He slowly turned his eyes to the side, "I think I might become a real devil, destroying the whole world in order to destroy myself. "
Chu Qianxun stood up straight, turned his face away, bent over and kissed his cold lips,
"You won't, and I won't disappear, we'll be together forever."
Ye Peitian's hair was wet, and his eyes were a little wet. He looked up at Chu Qianxun, his lips moved, and he wanted to ask, "Really?"
But Chu Qianxun didn't let him ask this sentence out, she has already given him the most real answer with her actions.
…
Ye Peitian felt that his body was about to melt.
He froze for most of the day in the icy rainy night, and his whole body was as cold as ice.
At this moment, his whole body seemed to be on fire again. The fire melted the ice, peeled off all the defenses outside his body, disarmed him, and baked him on the hot magma.
He wanted to escape from this extreme sense, but that person held his hands, not allowing him to escape, blowing a thin breath in his ear and speaking softly,
"Don't be afraid, leave everything to me, I know how to make you happy."
Yes, it seems that she always knows everything about herself better than herself, and always knows what she desires and wants most. She went deeper and deeper, step by step, pulling out the preferences that she didn't even know in the deepest part of her heart.
Ye Peitian opened himself up completely, letting himself and that person sink into the abyss of extreme happiness.
…
The sky is bright,
Chu Qianxun got up from the bed.
All she could see were the messy bedding, the overturned water glass, and the scent lingering on the sheets, reminding her how absurd she was last night.
There was a prepared breakfast on the table, Ye Peitian was sitting on the ground beside the table, staring at the window distracted.
When he realized that Chu Qianxun was awake, his eyes suddenly became confused, and his face flushed red.
Seeing him in such a panic, Chu Qianxun, who was originally a little embarrassed, suddenly became much calmer.
She put on her clothes, washed briefly, leaned to the edge of the table, smiled and found a topic to talk to,
"Wake up so early? What do we have for breakfast?"
"I cooked the noodle batter you like, you can taste it if it tastes like this." Ye Peitian took a bowl and poured fragrant food from the crock pot.
Noodle paste is the most common breakfast in Chu Qianxun's hometown. It is made by mixing noodles, duck blood, sour bamboo shoots, oysters, lean meat and many other ingredients. Finally, sprinkle a little coriander and pepper on the surface. When you wake up in the morning, take a hot sip of this, which is fresh and refreshing, appetizing and refreshing.
Before the Demon Seed came, this was Chu Qianxun's breakfast from snack to adulthood. But Chu Qianxun didn't know how to cook, and he never mentioned it. But Ye Peitian didn't know when and where to learn it.
Chu Qianxun rested his chin on the table with one hand and looked at the man who pretended to be calm and served food for him. He deliberately wore a black dress with a high collar to block the visible marks on his neck. At this moment, his ears were red, his neck was also red, and even the tips of his fingers holding the bowl were slightly red.
Chu Qianxun couldn't help thinking of how this man's eyes were filled with mist last night, his voice was hoarse from his throat, he called out her name indistinctly, asked for anything from himself, and allowed himself to do whatever he wanted.
She bit her lip, resisting the thought that she wanted to eat the person again, and reached out to take the bowl that Ye Peitian handed over.