Love from the Male Protagonist's Harem

Under the icy cold rain, this kiss was hot and crazy, slowly, and slowly and slowly.

The intensity at the beginning was like a madness that would last until death, lips and tongue were intertwined, the back of the head was tightly held, it seemed that the desire and darkness that had been hidden for a long time burst out all at once, without pity, without restraint, in the madness, There seems to be a bit of gnashing of teeth for revenge, but behind the gnashing of teeth, there seems to be gentle pity.

Xia Ge felt that she could no longer breathe, the wind and rain were swaying, she was like a small boat under the bleak cold rain, bearing the demands of the storm, her eyes were wide open, her head was a little muddled, she didn't know what was going on, I don't know what happened, but suddenly...it became like this.

She just... just didn't want her to go.

Why, why did it become like this?

She didn't know whether it was right or wrong, and she couldn't understand her own heart.

But she knows.

She didn't want to lose... this person.

——Xia Wuyin, who has been living a muddle-headed and indifferent life, doesn't want to lose this person.

She's always, always, always been living for others.

For Doudou, for Ye Ze, for Chu Yi, for everyone I met on this inexplicable road, for every word they said to her, I lived.

Wandering, get ghost dragon jade, save Ye Ze, get Tianmu grass.

But she... doesn't want to do this now.

She wants to be selfish for once now.

She knows that some people have nothing to do with love or other things, they just miss them and disappear.She didn't know whether she liked or loved her, but she knew clearly that she, Xia Ge, didn't want to lose this person.

Xia Ge felt that she was out of breath, she didn't know what to do, she was dumbfounded.

The kiss slowly turned into pity.

Gu Peijiu's voice was vaguely hoarse, "Breathe."

Xia Ge: "...Oh."

The muddled mind slowly recovered his sanity, and the moment his sanity recovered——

This is wrong.

Xia Ge tugged at the corner of Senior Sister's clothes, her pupils slowly tightened——

No, it can't be like this, it can't be like this.

You can't be so selfish.

This is not acceptable, it is unfair, and it is not fair to Senior Sister.

Do you know what love is?

Do you know how to respond, a girl's love?

You know, how to love a girl?

you do not know any think.

You don't understand anything at all, you are just lonely, you are just greedy for a person's tenderness, you just think that she treats you well, so you should treat her well.

but do you love herWould you like to take the initiative to kiss her?Can you love her like she loves you?Touch her like a lover, love her?

—You don't know how to love her.

But you know, you know, you know, as long as you stretch out your hand, she will hold you, and she will respond to you without hesitation or reservation.

But... will you hold her hand all the time?

Do you know?Can you?

Xia Wuyin who doesn't know where the ending is, Xia Xiaozhangling who bears the responsibility, Xia Ge who bears the name of puppet master, do they have the ability to love?Or, can you protect her?

...No, not a single one.

You can do it, from beginning to end, only.

She treats you well, and you treat her well.

So, why are you so selfish?Because she loves you?

Precarious.

Gu Peijiu could clearly feel the stiffness of the person in her arms.

After all, she was too impatient.

The person in my arms bears too much and gets too little.

Don't dare to love in every possible way, and can't ask for it in every possible way.In the end, Qianfan was exhausted, so he could only look down on everything and play with the world, so that he could smile so innocently.

She paused, sighed lightly, and hugged him tightly in her arms.

The cold rain made the body temperature even hotter.

It was hot and a bit scorching.

But very warm.

In the corner, a silver butterfly quietly fell from a branch, and then turned into pieces of dust and disappeared in the pouring rain, like a withered maple leaf in autumn, no one paid attention to it.

Xia Ge didn't know what to say. After a long time, she felt that she should say something——no, she had to say something.

In this world, there are many, many sufferings that cannot be desired. Because not being desired can be endured, Xia Ge has many, many things that cannot be desired.

It's just that it's hard to ask for it.

She couldn't bear to let this person ask for it.

she asked in a low voice.

"...What is Senior Sister doing here?"

Gently stroking her wet hair with soft and white hands, and slowly smoothing it down, with one hand wet, Gu Peijiu whispered.

"It's raining."

and so.

"...to see you."

The sound of wind and rain, the rustling of leaves, the piercing thunder, and all the sounds in the world, only her voice can sound so gentle.

...what to do, to say something, to say sorry?Or is it that she can't...or giggles and pretends nothing happened?

How can I not hurt this person?

How can I be more gentle?

Why did she rush out, why did she hold back the senior sister, why?Obviously can't do anything, obviously can't give anything, why are you so impulsive?

why?

Xia Ge's voice was slightly hoarse, "I..."

Gu Peijiu's eyes dimmed, and she covered her lips, her slender eyelashes were like butterfly wings, "Evil Spirit Mountain is born."

Xia Ge opened his eyes slightly.

"……I will go."

"Wait for me to come back." Gu Peijiu's voice was soft, "Give me the answer again."

==

Jianfeng, on the rocky cliff.

It was raining heavily, and it was cold, and it was cold.

The girl hugged her knees and sat quietly on the most prominent place of the rocky cliff. A pair of dark and empty eyes looked at the cold stream of the abyss. Thin legs and an exquisite body.

what is love?

Chu Yi put her hands on her chest, her white hands slowly exerted force, the clothes were drenched and the folds were caught, she was wearing clothes, tightly grasped the right corner of the dragon jade that she was wearing next to her body, her finger bones were blue and white, bit by bit, The right corner is embedded in the palm of the hand——

Can't breathe anymore.

So sad.

Chu Yi's complexion gradually turned pale.

Everything Yindie saw was like a dose of deadly poison, poured into the bottom of her heart, leaving no room for it.

……So sad.

So uncomfortable, so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable——

Why, why... It's obviously my own, why, why did it become like this?

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts more than when her mother destroyed her eyes, it hurts more than when her pro-daughter became a concubine, it hurts more than when she knew her brother didn't want her.

She accepts all of these, and she bears them all.

But, why - brother didn't want her, but liked someone else?

It's so uncomfortable, so painful, she's about to die, she's so uncomfortable that she's about to die—the rain is so cold, so who will save her, who can come and save her? !

The only answer to her was the pouring rain.

The icy, merciless rain.

So cold.

"...Brother, I'm cold." Chu Yi curled up on the cliff, muttering, "I'm... cold."

She stared at the gray sky, her empty eyes were starless and moonless, and her palm was shaped like a dragon's horn.

In a trance, I went back to a long, long time ago.

At that time, my brother took back the ghost dragon jade, and while looking for Ye Ze, he hid with her from the people in the evil ghost camp.

They hid in the firewood shed of a family.

The firewood room was also very cold, but not as cold as this.

"Cold?"

The boy's voice was low, "Lean on me."

Little Butterfly said softly, "I'm cold, and my brother will be cold too."

The young man coaxed her slightly with a smile, "Little Butterfly won't be cold if you come close. If one person is cold, it may be very cold, but if two people are cold, they won't be cold together."

The two snuggled together, curled up in the corner, the brother's embrace was not cold at all, very warm, very warm.

But that night, maybe because she was too tired, she dreamed a lot of things that she didn't want to dream about—at that time, a sharp dagger was aimed at her eyes, and then, it was slashed——

"what--"

Suddenly woke up.

She seemed to be hugged by someone, and her body was warm.

Just a cold heart.

"What's the matter?" The boy's voice could not hear any sleepiness, but he was very gentle when he asked her, Chu Yi realized belatedly that he didn't rest.

"I..." Chu Yi grabbed the boy's clothes and thought about the knife for a while, "I dreamed of a ghost."

Xia Ge touched her head to comfort her: "It must be a terrible ghost, but don't be afraid, brother is here."

"I'm not afraid of ghosts." Chu Yi said with a firm voice, but at that time, she didn't realize that the hand she was holding on to the boy's clothes was blue and white, "I killed the ghost with a knife."

No one will hurt her anymore.

No one can hurt her.

"Little liar." The boy's voice was tinged with a little smile, "Why are you not afraid of ghosts?"

The little girl's face turned red, "I didn't shout, I... I wasn't afraid!"

"Oh, I don't have it, I don't have it, I don't have it at all." The boy's voice was teasing, "I'm not afraid of anything, I'm the most powerful little butterfly~"

The little girl let go of her hand and silently took out the knife.The blade of the meteorite dagger is shiny, reflecting starlight.

Xia Ge: "..." I lost.

"I'm not afraid of ghosts." Little Butterfly held a knife and said firmly, "I will become stronger, and when I stand in front of you, no one can hurt you."

Just like no one can hurt her.

"So." Xia Ge stared at the tip of the knife less than three inches away from his chest, and said in a helpless voice, "Before that, you have to learn to aim the knife at the enemy."

"But someone taught me." Little Butterfly's voice was immature, and the hand holding the handle of the knife trembled slightly, "The handle of the knife must always be held in my own hand."

Xia Ge: "..."

——All right.

"Not afraid of ghosts, super powerful Miss Butterfly, can you let me play with your knife handle for a while?"

Little Butterfly hesitated for a while, then handed the knife to Xia Ge: "Yes."

Xia Ge teased her: "Don't you want to hold the handle of the knife in your hand forever?"

"But I'm scared." Little Butterfly said in a low voice, "...I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

Little Butterfly gently tugged at the corner of her clothes, "I have always been...alone."

"When you are alone, the handle of the knife must be in your hand..."

But now, someone told her that if one person is cold, it will be very cold, and if two people are cold, they will not be cold together.

She slowly put her head on Xia Ge's chest, and hugged her tightly, "...you teach me what two people look like."

"Obviously...the handle of the knife is in my hand, so I can't go wrong."

"But why when you are here, I feel... so scared."

She was afraid that the knife in her hand would hurt her brother, and she didn't know what to do.

Xia Ge was slightly taken aback, holding the Meteorite Dagger in his hand, especially the warmth of a girl.

For a long time, the little girl didn't reply from the boy. She pressed against the boy's chest, listening to the beating of his heart, and felt warm and at ease.

It doesn't matter if the brother never answers her.

Because she thought about it.

Yes……

"Crack."

The sound of a sharp dagger cutting across something was very crisp, almost instantly, the little girl's hairs stood on end immediately, and the whole person became vigilant!