Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

"Liusu, stop making trouble."

"Brother Xihe, what I said is true. I know you have been brooding over the fact that you accidentally hurt the princess. You have been feeling guilty and blaming yourself for a long time. I don't want to see you torturing yourself like this."

Liu Su's face was very pale, with tears in the corners of his eyes. He smiled miserably and said, "I know that in your hearts, I can't compare to Di Ji, but I never thought of competing with her. Now that she has been found and she is alive and well, you can be happier."

"Liusu, how could you be so stupid?"

Xihe's expression was slightly moved. He reached out to help her wipe away the tears from her eyes, and looked at her with guilt and indebtedness: "During this period of time, I was just thinking that I knew that Shen Di's personality was different from yours, but she still insisted on having her own way. If I had softened my attitude at that time, I wouldn't have..."

He sighed softly. In the thousand years after Shen An sacrificed herself, they were in a daze and tried every possible way but still couldn't find any trace of her soul. It was not until Liu Su appeared that they felt like they were alive again.

After thousands of years of living with Liusu, who had a face somewhat similar to Shen'an, they actually slowly forgot how proud the girl in their memory was. She always ran to sit on the tree, enjoying the cool in the green kingdom, her eyes sparkling like hidden stars, and she smiled and casually fiddled with the starry sky.

Their figures will never be reflected in her eyes.

People who are so proud will never be the dodder clinging to them.

It's his fault.

He had lost his mind when he saw her appear, confusing the Liusu in his memory with the real her. So when he saw her acting capriciously and coldly, with her bright autumn eyes still full of pride, he instantly broke the self-deception he had been living through for thousands of years.

Perhaps he also felt embarrassed as if he had been seen through, which made him feel ashamed and that he was a complete joke, using the guise of a lovesick man to satisfy his increasingly empty heart. So even though he knew what kind of personality she had, he was still unwilling to lower his head first.

The young man back then has really changed. He is unwilling to admit his despicable behavior and only wants to prove that he is not wrong.

At this time, Changqing and Yiyue had already fought bloody battles for tens of thousands of miles, and the entire white snowfield was dyed red. Looking at the corpses all over the ground, both of them were exhausted and left, supporting each other.

The people chasing them are getting stronger and stronger.

Yiyue's breath was very weak, and she smiled as she looked at the girl who was holding her in one hand.

"Sister, let me go."

"No, I'm not in the habit of abandoning my companions and running away."

Chang Qing was very calm and composed. He dismissed the suicide message lightly. He felt that this was a bit slow, so he walked directly to Yiyue, half squatted down and said, "Come on, I'll carry you on my back."

"I will be a burden to you." Yiyue's voice was hoarse.

"Since you call me sister, I won't abandon you."

"Hurry up." Chang Qing urged him to come up.

The falling snow blurred his vision, and he could only see the half-bent body of the girl in front of him. Yiyue's heart trembled slightly when he looked at her red-stained clothes, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart. He lowered his eyes to look at Changqing, then silently stretched out his hands to hug Changqing's neck, lay on his back without saying a word, and buried his head in the back of Changqing's neck.

He shouted in a sullen voice: "Sister, you just said you wouldn't abandon me, was it just because I called you sister?"

He wondered if his sister would do the same thing if it were someone else.

"No, you think that just because of this title, why do you deny the time we have been together? Didn't you always keep me behind you?"

Chang Qing carried Yi Yue on his back, only to find that the boy who had always called him sister was so thin that he had almost no flesh on his body, and it was a bit uncomfortable to carry him on his back.

"That's different."

Yiyue's gaze slowly fell forward, she closed her eyes and smiled, she put her arms around Changqing's neck and tightened them again, her voice brisk, she emphasized again: "That's different, sister."

He did it because of blood relationship, because of what his mother said, blood relationship means even if bones are broken, the tendons are still connected, and she knew nothing about it.

Didn't even know he existed.

"Sister, I'm a little unhappy."

"why?"

"do not know."

"Then I'll coax you?"

"it is good."

"If you keep making noises, I'll throw you off."

Yiyue smiled but said nothing.

Changqing carried him on his back and walked forward, chatting idly. Yiyue on his back would occasionally reach out to help her brush the snow off her hair. The warmth melted the snow and rolled down her white jade cheeks like tears.

Two people, one line of footprints.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, covering Changqing's face. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a mountain village. Before he could react, someone bumped into him on the shoulder.

Aunt Chen stopped and looked at her in surprise, then she pulled her arm and walked forward: "You silly girl, it's already this late and you're still lazy here, hurry up and bring the tofu to your uncle."

Chang Qing was confused and felt some pain on his arm from Aunt Chen's grip. Just as he was about to struggle, he found that he could not use his spiritual power and had completely turned into an ordinary person.

She was a little dumbfounded.

How is this going?

Wasn't he just chatting with Yiyue? In the blink of an eye, he was in a strange place.

She could feel that this was not an illusion.

After Changqing followed Aunt Chen back home, Aunt Chen immediately wrapped the tofu in a piece of floral cloth, put it in a basket, and then picked it up and asked Changqing to carry it on her back.

She walked into the kitchen, took a few more big radishes and put them in, then pulled a stool and sat in the yard to pick vegetables. She still reminded him with concern: "After you send the tofu and radishes over, go call Xiao Xiao back to eat, and tell him to play less with Erhuzi and the others at the village head."

"Oh well."

Changqing walked on the muddy road carrying tofu on his back, looking at the villages door to door with some embarrassment.

She didn't know the way, so how could she know where her third uncle lived.

She happened to meet a man carrying a large jar of wine. He was shirtless and his head was covered in sweat. Chang Qing knew that since they were all from the same village, they must be acquaintances. She was just thinking about whether to change the route when the other party greeted her with a smile.

"Yuanyuan, where are you going with all these things on your back?"

"My mother asked me to send it to my third uncle."

The big man put down the wine, shook his sore arm, and then picked up the jar of wine with a grunt.

"Let's go. I also need to go over and deliver some wine."

Hearing this, Chang Qing's eyes lit up instantly, and he happily followed the big man.

Perhaps because the wine jar was too heavy, the big man was so tired that he was gasping for breath. He only spoke to Chang Qing occasionally, but Chang Qing always evaded him.

At this time, a young man ran towards Changqing, smiled naively in front of her, and then held the basket with his hands.

"Yuanyuan, let me do it."