Originated from mountains and seas, life never ends

Mo Hanyu was in a daze all the way back to the dormitory. Tian Miao treated Qin Xiao, and he sat beside him, terribly quiet.

For some reason, all the injuries he had suffered previously healed before he regained consciousness, so Xia Wule checked on him just in case and made sure that he was fine before letting him go.

Tian Miao released his attributes. The water demon seemed to be affected, looked at him fearfully, healed the wound in Qin Xiao's body, and disappeared without a word.

Tian Miao looked a little tired, and seemed to say something to him again. But Mo Hanyu couldn't hear clearly, and just stared at Qin Xiao on the bed as if possessed.

Qin Xiao was covered in blood and dust, his eyes were closed, and there was still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. He was afraid that Qin Xiao would be unhappy when he woke up and saw that the bed was stained, so he specially made his bed for him to lie on.

As Tian Miao left, they were the only two left in the dormitory, and it was eerily quiet all around.

Mo Hanyu stared straight at Qin Xiao, his breathing unconsciously lightened up, and listening to Qin Xiao's even breathing, his restless heart finally calmed down.

In the end what happened?

In fact, Mo Hanyu knew nothing about what had just happened.

He just didn't want to be defeated like this, he just wanted to prove to Qin Xiao that he was capable of protecting him so that he could talk to him more when he encountered problems in the future, he just... wanted to defeat him and make him agree to his wishes.

Why would it hurt him?

Mo Hanyu supported his knees with his hands, his breathing gradually became heavier, and a hint of fear suddenly appeared in his icy blue eyes.

Why... is it like this?

What on earth did he do?!

Tian Miao's words suddenly appeared in his mind. Mo Hanyu hugged his head suddenly, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

He almost... killed him.

Tears gathered in his eyes, ready to fall at any moment. But Mo Hanyu paused, bit his lower lip, and forced the tears back.

No...can't cry.

Mo Hanyu raised his head and took a deep breath.

He has no right to cry.

Tears shouldn't be shed in this situation.

Mo Hanyu closed his eyes, a look of sorrow and grief on his face.

……

Qin Xiao opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was the young man sitting next to him.

Qin Xiao moved his knuckles slightly, and then he realized that his hand was held by someone. The boy who seemed to be in a daze suddenly woke up, his pupils shrank, and he looked over.

Qin Xiao opened his mouth to say something, but he felt an itchy sensation in his throat and couldn't help coughing.

Mo Hanyu quickly took the warm water cup beside him and reached out to help him sit up, but when he saw the blood on his chest, he stopped and retracted his hand in fear.

Qin Xiao didn't notice these subtle changes in him. He struggled to sit up and coughed a few times. He saw the water in Mo Hanyu's hand out of the corner of his eye, took it and thanked him.

"No... nothing." Mo Hanyu's voice trembled unconsciously. He lowered his eyes, not daring to face his expression.

Qin Xiao drank the warm water, exhaled, crossed his legs, and circulated his Qi to inspect his body. He didn't find anything serious, so it must be that Tian Miao had treated him.

Qin Xiao rubbed his chest. The wound on his chest had completely healed. The main reason for his coma was mental pressure, and his body had not suffered any irreversible damage. If he could still stay awake after being attacked, he would probably not need Tian Miao, he would be able to heal himself.

When Qin Xiao thought of this, he felt a dull pain in his temple and couldn't help rubbing it.

"Yes...I'm sorry, I was too harsh."

Qin Xiao looked over and saw Mo Hanyu with his head down, looking listless like a dog who knew he had done something wrong.

Qin Xiao couldn't help but raised his hand and touched the top of his head.

"It's not worth apologizing for." Qin Xiao's voice was still a little hoarse, "It was just a sparring match, and I didn't go easy on him before."

"but--!"

Mo Hanyu suddenly looked up and wanted to refute, but when he met Qin Xiao's calm eyes, he paused.

"Take a shower. You look so dirty..."

Mo Hanyu had been guarding beside Qin Xiao and had no intention of washing or changing clothes. Now, after hearing Qin Xiao mention it, he realized that his clothes had holes in them and could no longer be worn.

"Together?" Mo Hanyu repeatedly checked Qin Xiao's expression and asked carefully.

Qin Xiao glanced at the dried blood on his body and frowned a little unbearably: "Okay."

"Are you injured in any way?"

In the bathroom, Mo Hanyu went in first, turned on the shower, and adjusted it to a suitable temperature. Hot water poured down, and steam rose all around.

Hearing Qin Xiao's question, Mo Hanyu shook his head: "It's okay, I don't know why I got better."

As he spoke, he touched his lower abdomen. There was still a little black mark where Qin Xiao had kicked him before, probably because the skin had not healed completely.

"Let me take a look." Qin Xiao was a little worried, so he pulled his wrist open and placed his hand on the mark. Qi seeped out of his palm and slowly entered his skin.

Mo Hanyu shuddered for some reason.

Qin Xiao confirmed that nothing was wrong before he withdrew his hand. Just as he was about to nod, he was unexpectedly pulled in by his wrist.

"Come in and wash together." Mo Hanyu helped him wash the blood off his chest, and then he followed his example, putting his hand on his chest and checking the Qi.

"...Are you okay?" Qin Xiao felt a little uncomfortable after a long period of no movement. He wanted to pull his arm away, but he suddenly looked at him seriously, signaling him not to move.

Qin Xiao was puzzled, but still stood there obediently, looking at him with his head tilted.

Then, he slowly moved his hand away, covered one side of his chest with his palm, and suddenly squeezed it hard.

Qin Xiao froze and looked at him in disbelief, not knowing how to react for a moment.

Seeing that he did not stop it immediately, Mo Hanyu boldly put his hands on it and squeezed it hard.

Qin Xiao almost kicked him away.

Fortunately, Mo Hanyu was prepared, dodged it, and hugged him.

"...Get out!" Qin Xiao said angrily, pulling his arm and trying to pull him away.

"……sorry."

Qin Xiao paused, and his strength disappeared.

Mo Hanyu hugged him, stroking his hair that was wet by the hot water, his eyes dark and unclear: "I lost control and hurt you."

"…I've already told you, there's no need—"

"No." Mo Hanyu closed his eyes and gently let him go. He met Qin Xiao's slightly embarrassed look and smiled sadly, "Although you didn't say it, but... you are still a little hurt, right?"

Qin Xiao was startled, lowered his eyes to avoid his sight: "I..."

"Really... I'm sorry." Mo Hanyu took his hand, put it on his face, and promised him solemnly, "I will control myself, and this won't happen again."

"..."

Qin Xiao turned his head, remained silent for a long time, and responded softly.

...Until he came out of the bathroom, Qin Xiao looked at Mo Hanyu's back and suddenly realized that maybe he had taken advantage of him and didn't get beaten?

Mo Hanyu had just put on his pajamas and was about to put on his pajamas when he suddenly felt a chill on his back and instantly got goose bumps all over his body.

The next second, he was kicked down on the bed. Just as he turned over and tried to sit up, he was stepped down again.

Qin Xiao sat on him, with his feet against his shoulders, hugging his arms, his eyes cold: "You just...did you?"

Qin Xiao didn't finish his words. Mo Hanyu already knew what he meant. He laughed dryly and struggled desperately: "I didn't--"

"Still trying to change the subject?" Qin Xiao narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled sinisterly.

Mo Hanyu instinctively wanted to protect his chest, but was pressed down and unable to move. He struggled to block it with his arms, but was pinched hard on the soft flesh on his waist.

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong... I'm really wrong! Hey, hey! Help—"

instantly.

"I just couldn't help pinching you because you have a good figure..."

Mo Hanyu covered his chest, huddled up pitifully, hid at the foot of the bed, and looked at Qin Xiao aggrievedly: "That's not... I envy you for your good figure, why are you so stingy..."

"I just pinched you a few times because you have a nice figure. Why do you look like this?" Qin Xiao sneered and looked at her coldly.

Mo Hanyu curled his lips and made a "hmm" sound.

Qin Xiao: ...

Qin Xiao held his throbbing veins and became even more speechless: "Stop pretending, get up, change the sheets, and move the bed."

Why didn't I notice he was so cheerful before?

Qin Xiao was still a little puzzled.

"Huh? Why move the bed?" Mo Hanyu put on his clothes and pulled down his dirty bed sheet, feeling a little confused.

"Didn't you say before that if you win, you'll agree to share the bed with me?" Qin Xiao also looked at him puzzledly, "No need for that?"

Mo Hanyu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled happily: "Of course! Hehe..."

Qin Xiao sat aside and watched Mo Hanyu happily finish all the work by himself.

Not only did he wash the sheets, he also changed the duvet covers, pulled the two beds together, and put the cabinet in the middle on each side.

When Mo Hanyu finished, Qin Xiao looked out the window. The setting sun was like blood, shining on the earth.

"How long have I been in a coma?"

Mo Hanyu approached, and Qin Xiao asked in a deep voice.

"Less than a day." Mo Hanyu looked at his profile and couldn't help but stretch out his hand, wanting to touch him, but he was startled halfway and his hand fell on his shoulder.

"...I'm a little hungry." Qin Xiao retracted his gaze.

"Then let's go." Mo Hanyu smiled gently, "Let's go eat."

……

"I thought you two were going to never see each other again."

In the restaurant, Yin Xihui sat opposite the two of them and teased.

"You're thinking too much." Mo Hanyu picked up the meat drumstick in the bowl and handed it to Qin Xiao without even raising his eyes.

"How's your recovery going?" Qiu Puryue came over, sat down and asked.

"Okay, it's no problem now." Qin Xiao nodded and looked at them, "How about the competition?"

"I lost." Qiu Puryue remained calm, "She is very strong."

"He won." Yin Xihui half-held his chin and smiled, "Maybe because he worried about you guys, he's not in a good state."

"There's nothing to be happy about after defeating Tian Miao, right?" Mo Hanyu twitched his lips, "He has always been harmless."

"That's right..." Yin Xihui nodded with a smile.

"Classes will start tomorrow, right?" Qin Xiao thought of something and asked him.

"Yes." Yin Xihui nodded, "The teacher is back."

"There are three teachers in our academy." Seeing that Qin Xiao was interested, Mo Hanyu introduced them to him, "One is the dean, one is Qi Yuhe, and the other... is Shen Youge."

"Shen Youge is actually just a substitute. He doesn't take classes with us. He only takes over for a short period of time when Teacher Qi is not around." Qiu Puryue added, looking at Qin Xiao's expression, as if he had heard about what happened this morning. "By the way, do you and him... have any conflicts?"

Hearing the question, Mo Hanyu looked at Qin Xiao.

"Not really." Qin Xiao didn't want to say more and lowered his eyes.

Qiu Puyue stopped talking.

At night, clear spring water gurgled in the mountains. A young man sitting in a wheelchair listened to the pleasant piano music coming from not far away. He squinted his eyes and tapped his fingertips occasionally.

Hearing the noise, Shen Youge did not turn back, but continued to look at the clear spring in front of him with an unchanged smile on his face.

"...I've made up my mind." Mo Hanyu appeared behind him, his eyes complicated, and he spoke in a low voice, "You...help me."

Mo Hanyu clenched his fingers slightly, looked at the contented figure not far away, pursed his lips, and felt a little uneasy.

"How come you suddenly figured it out?" Shen Youge's voice was as pleasant as the sound of a spring falling on a rock, almost merging with the spring water beside him.

Shen Youge slowly shifted his gaze, his dark pupils gradually showing a smile: "Because... of what happened today?"

"You're asking even though you already know the answer." Mo Hanyu choked instinctively, but then realized that he needed help from him, so he pursed his lips and slowed down his voice, "It's like this."

"Hehehe..." Shen Youge closed his eyes and smiled more deeply, "What a good kid."

Mo Hanyu frowned, displeased with his words.

"I didn't mean to offend you." Noticing his emotions, Shen Youge explained and turned the wheelchair around, "I'm just a little happy."

"Because of my decision?" Mo Hanyu looked at him.

"Part of it." Shen Youge replied with a smile.

"Since you've decided, shall we start now?" Shen Youge crossed her hands on her knees, smiled at him, and changed her tone, "Now, take off your clothes and jump down."

Mo Hanyu looked in the direction he pointed and saw a spring flowing nearby.

Mo Hanyu hesitated for a moment, then obediently took off his clothes and jumped in.

"There is a stone where the spring water falls. Sit on it. Don't practice Qi. Go to the depths of the soul sea and look for that power."

Shen Youge tapped his temple, signaling him to listen: "After finding it, try to release it."

The voice went straight into his brain. Mo Hanyu followed his instructions, climbed onto the stone, and sat down just below the clear spring. Because Shen Youge didn't let him circulate his Qi, sitting cross-legged in meditation became particularly difficult.

Mo Hanyu closed his eyes. The cold water kept hitting his body, causing him pain like being whipped by a sharp whip. The chill went straight into his brain, as if it was going to freeze his body.

In this situation, it is impossible to concentrate, let alone bring the soul into the soul sea.

"No hurry, hold on."

Shen Youge's gentle voice rang in his mind.

"Take it easy."

Mo Hanyu closed his eyes, breathed evenly, slowly calmed down, and tried to adapt to the environment.

"Do you know where Mo Hanyu went?"

Qin Xiao asked Chen Mo who had just returned.

It was already late at night and Mo Hanyu had not returned yet.

Chen Mo frowned slightly and shook his head: "I don't know... He has never come back so late."

Qin Xiao frowned, said nothing, and nodded to indicate that he understood.

Seeing this, Chen Mo didn't say much. He packed up his things, went to bed and started reading.

Qin Xiao stared at the cold bedding beside him and glanced at the clock on the table.

It's already twelve o'clock in the morning.

Qin Xiao frowned slightly and pursed his lips.

Just when Qin Xiao was about to get up and look for Mo Hanyu, he came back.

Mo Hanyu walked in without saying a word. He quietly washed up, changed his clothes, and came to the bed. He fell down under Qin Xiao's puzzled gaze.

"...Mo Hanyu?" Qin Xiao called him.

"I'm so tired... and so cold." Mo Hanyu climbed onto the bed using his hands and feet and moved closer to the heat source.

"Where have you been?" Qin Xiao touched his back, which was frighteningly cold.

"I went to practice in secret." Mo Hanyu's lips turned blue from the cold. He tightly hugged Qin Xiao, the source of the constantly radiating heat, and leaned into his arms with his eyes closed.

Qin Xiao: ...

"Go to sleep..." In the end, Qin Xiao didn't ask any more questions. He stroked the back of his head and actively supplied him with warm energy to warm his hands and feet.

Mo Hanyu lowered his eyes, exhaled a breath of cold air, and hugged her even tighter.

Mo Hanyu heard the steady beating of his heart beneath his chest, closed his eyes, buried his head in his arms, and fell asleep.