Countdown to the villain's darkening, the host must be rescued quickly

Qi Sui frowned and turned away to avoid it.

Chu Ci directly pinched his face, fed the entire bowl of porridge, and threatened: "Don't be picky about food."

"Don't eat..." Qi Sui turned around and hugged his neck, his eyes too sleepy to open, "Let me eat and spit in your mouth again."

"..."

Chu Ci moved his lips and choked.

He silently dragged the person to stand up with one hand, went to the table and put down the porcelain bowl, then hugged the person back to the bed, "Don't sleep, I'll get you a cup of hot water to take it easy."

"Uh-huh."

Chu Ci turned around and stared at the person step by step, fearing that the little guy would close his eyes as soon as he turned around, so he quickly got a glass of hot water for him to drink.

Just as he was about to put the cup down, Qi Sui wrapped himself around him, hugged his neck, and pressed him down on the bed, unable to move.

Chu Ci could only put the cup on the bedside table, and got into bed with the little guy, covering him tightly.

He whispered: "Can you go to bed later today and talk to me. I haven't chatted with you for a long time. Okay?"

A humble tone and a no-nonsense attitude.

Qi Sui nodded with a smile and nuzzled into his arms, very obediently.

Chu Ci was about to ask him something when Qi Sui reached out and touched his face first, his dark eyes filled with the color of snow.

"Chu Ci, are you sick?"

The essence has been released, and almost all of it is in the snow-capped mountains. Now if he had to compete with a century-old rabbit essence passing by, he probably wouldn't have much chance of winning.

He smiled and touched the boy's head, and said softly: "I'm not sick, it's just that the snow has been a bit heavy recently. It will be fine after a while when the snow lightens up. You will be fine too."

"But the snow outside won't stop..."

Qi Sui lowered his head.

He was very aware of his physical condition. Everything Chu Ci was doing now was in vain. He only had a few days to live.

"Chu Ci, will I die soon..."

"Suisui!"

Chu Ci nervously held his hand, his tone was full of fear and fear that he could not detect, and even his smile seemed forced.

"This is not something you should think about, Suisui."

"You see, if I can resurrect you once, I can definitely resurrect you a second time. You believe me, I will not let you leave me, you believe me..."

Qi Sui's breath was weak, "But the mountain range is broken. How can the broken mountain range be restored to its original state..."

Chu Ci was completely speechless now. He was powerless, incompetent, and at a loss. All kinds of complicated emotions came overwhelmingly, and the blood in his body froze.

His throat was dry and hoarse, and he wanted to speak, but couldn't make the slightest effort.

Qi Sui reached out again, wiped away the tears that had fallen from the corners of his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Chu Ci, don't cry. You didn't allow me to cry when I was a child, how can you cry now."

"I didn't cry..."

Chu Ci said goodbye too much, and the tip of his nose was sore and uncomfortable. He promised not to cry, but the tears couldn't stop and poured out crazily.

He covered his mouth to prevent himself from making any sound.

The snow falling outside the window laid thick green bricks and hung on the eaves. Together with the cracked ice, they created this silent and painful night.

Qi Sui's voice was very low, so low that only two people could hear it.

"Chu Ci, I figured it out very clearly that day. It doesn't matter if I become a god or a demon, I'm just myself."

"Whether you become a god or a demon."

"Becoming a god to show mercy to all living beings, becoming a devil to control life and death."

"None of this matters anymore."

The young man's hand went up his chest, and the red rope wrapped around his wrist made Chu Ci itch slightly.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was immediately filled with wet and salty tears.

he thinks.

if…

If he had discovered Suisui's traces in time that day and knew that he would go to the God Realm, everything would have been redeemable.

He discovered it too late...

It was because he went too late.

Only then was it too late...

Qi Sui suddenly asked: "Chu Ci, what do you think will happen after death? What should I do if I really die?"

The question sounded like an informal last word.

There were veins on the back of Chu Ci's hands that were holding the quilt. He tugged at his lips and forced a smile, "People will turn into a bird after death, and so will gods."

"If you turn into a little bird one day, I will build you a warm nest and put you and Swagger together."

Qi Sui shook his head and disagreed, "I don't want to be with Zhao Yao, he will peck me or even pull out my hair."

Chu Ci couldn't hold back his laughter and hugged him tightly, "Then put him in my arms, it will be very warm."

"It would give you no freedom. I don't like it either."

"You can go wherever you want, I will always be here waiting for you. I will let you grow up, but you can't be a fool. You must find a nest to go home to."

Qi Sui: "Why don't you find a cage to lock me up? Aren't you afraid that I will fly away and not come back?"

Chu Ci: "Afraid."

"I'm afraid you'll fly too high and go too far. You won't even want to look back at me."

"But I'm more afraid of you getting hurt."

After these words, Qi Sui was silent for a long time.

Just when Chu Ci thought he was asleep, the person in his arms made a sound again, and the faint cry burned his heart, forming a ten-mile stretch of wilderness.

Even if the spring breeze blows, there will be no growth.

"Chu Ci, I like you, I love you."

"I'll be with you."

"Even if the snow mountain collapses, whether I am sleeping or dead, I will always be with you. Chu Ci, I love you, Chu Ci..."

It was obviously just a gentle whisper against his chest, but Chu Ci felt more like a trumpet covering his heart.

Rumble.

Rumble.

Chu Ci turned sideways and touched the young man's hair hanging down his shoulders with his fingertips. He twisted it around his fingertips and pinched it around and around.

The little guy stopped crying suddenly, "What are you doing?"

"Braid long braids."

"Can you live forever if you make it up?"

"can."

Qi Sui wiped all her tears on his clothes and said aggrievedly: "It's better to say a few nice words. I'll be happy to hear it."

Chu Ci smiled briefly and rubbed the tip of his nose against his, "Suisui, you must live a long life."

"What a long life..."

Qi Sui pinched his face fiercely, "I have lived for so long. You said you are not cursing me to live a hundred years. You should say that I live as long as the sky, as blessed as the East China Sea, and as long as the Southern Mountains."

"it is good."

Chu Ci braided the longevity braid and brushed the tail of the hair against the young man's cheek, "Suisui, may you live forever."

"Reward you."

Qi Sui stood up slightly, pressed her lips against his, and rubbed them.

Then he fell back, closed his eyes again, hugged his waist contentedly, and leaned on him tightly.

No matter how many words Chu Ci muttered to himself this time, he couldn't hear him.

The moon tonight is not as round as before, nor as bright as before.

In the quiet night, a series of faint nursery rhymes sounded, and when they came out of the throat, they were low and sweet, tinged with the dimness of the moonlight, just like the Changqi Palace back then.

——My lover is a piece of snow, I am afraid that he will melt.

——I’m afraid he won’t get my clothes wet.