Love from the Male Protagonist's Harem

"... two people."

Something was wrapped around his neck, a thin and soft rope, and something as cold as jade was stuck to his chest.

The nervousness was slightly calmed down, she...wouldn't be hurt.

Chu Yi touched it, and what he got was a cold little thing, like a small horn.

Then, there was a thin rustling voice.

The other hand was gently picked up, and then it covered the warm handle of the knife. The boy's voice was shallow, "Whether it's two people or a hundred people, you still have to hold the handle carefully."

"I know……"

"In your case, you won't be afraid if you have a knife in your hand."

She is not strong enough to protect her, so naturally there is no reason to deprive this child of the right to hold a knife.

Xia Ge's eyes under the eyelashes were slightly dimmed.

... In the end, she was still too dangerous.

The evil ghost camp is watching, but Ye Ze's whereabouts are still unknown. If they are not careful, they will be smashed to pieces.

She glanced at the dragon horn on Little Butterfly's chest that had just been cut off from the ghost dragon jade with the meteor dagger, paused, took her hand, and chuckled lightly.

"It's just..."

Little Butterfly felt her hand move forward slowly, brushing the blade from the position of the handle—the original sharp blade was now wrapped by something, and it was warm and thin, even if it brushed the blade, No sharp feel.

The edge is exhausted.

"Well, you can have a knife, but sometimes, you need a sheath."

"sheath……"

The sheath is...the thing that covers the blade.

The little girl rubbed the little jade corner on her chest with her hand, "Then... what is this?"

"It's something that won't make you have nightmares." Xia Ge couldn't help but patted her head, "Okay, go to sleep, I promise, you will never dream of any ghost."

"...I'm not afraid of ghosts." Little Butterfly said, "Brother is afraid, I'm not afraid at all."

Xia Ge: "Who is afraid, I am not afraid!"

Little Butterfly: "My brother is afraid, but my brother is lying."

Xia Ge died down: "Who said you are afraid of ghosts, I mean you won't have nightmares."

Little Butterfly stood on her tiptoes and touched her head with her little hand: "It's okay, I'm here, brother is not afraid."

Xia Ge: "...Go to sleep."

"Oh." Little Butterfly responded obediently, nestled in Xia Ge's arms, fondled the dagger, touched it, and said uncertainly: "Firewood?"

The meteor dagger is extremely sharp, how can a few firewood cover its sharpness.

Xia Ge stared at the firewood sheath that had been touched several times by the little girl, and said awkwardly, "No, this is the sheath."

The little girl was silent for a while, then put the knife in her bosom that had lost its "sheath" and said, "It's firewood."

Because it's all gone.

Xia Ge is depressed: "..."

Of course, the firewood room only has firewood.

"It's okay." The little girl hugged her tightly, her voice still muffled, "You are my sheath."

So don't...leave me.

Memories come to an abrupt end.

In reality, the rain is icy cold, Chu Yi is staring at the deep ravine, and no one can understand what happened in the past.

Fusheng is just a heartless dream, and after waking up, no one loves her.

—nobody's.

No one can save her now.

The person who could save her fell in love with someone else.

No one will love you.

No one can save you either.

— from beginning to end.

The only one who can save himself is himself.

Like that day, the blood-stained meteor blade that pierced the heart of the offender in her hand.

The handle of the knife... must always be in your own hand.

Seems to have finally recognized the reality, the girl tightly clutched the skirt of the skirt, and slowly let go.

And she sheaths.

To get it back.

It's my own, I want to take it back.

Either, destroy it, or grab it back.

Not yours, nor anyone else's.

Otherwise, you will die.

She will die, and besides, no one will save her.

The girl's gaze slowly became gloomy.

"boom--"

Thunder suddenly appeared in the sky, and then a dazzling flash tore through the dark sky, directly illuminating the girl's dark and cold eyes.

"How's it going?"

There were faint footsteps behind her, the girl didn't turn her head, but her voice was extremely gloomy.

"Return to the young master..." Under the thunderbolt, the voice of the white-clothed man was hollow, "The Evil Spirit Mountain has been born, Ling respects the disease, and the Chang family has completely grasped the Chu family's movements, just waiting for your order."

If Chang Nian is here, he will definitely find out that this is the person from the Hundred Ghost Cave who has been revealing the movements of the Chu family to the Chang family!

"...Three years."

Chu Yi stood up slowly, dripping water from his drenched clothes, his almond eyes were sweet and cold, "What I lost... must be taken back one by one."

Three years of preparation, three years of planning, she wants to let this family that once abandoned her taste the despair of losing everything.

who abandoned her...

Thinking of Xia Wuyin, Chu Yi closed his eyes and clenched his fists.

Time and time again, in the past three years, her silver butterfly has passed by her window countless times. She clearly remembers the maple leaves in front of that person's window, from autumn to spring, from red to green. She still remembers the silvery white snow one winter The color covered the butterfly wings, and the man sat on the roof and played the flute quietly.

The sound of the flute is particularly beautiful and soft, like a little tune of nostalgia for the homeland, and every rhythm is full of lovesickness.

The snow color of that year was the most gentle.

She knew that Xia Xiaozhangling of Danfeng was not only good at alchemy, but also good at formation techniques, so her silver butterfly hid under the thick white snow, just to listen to her sad short song.

As she wished, her brother and Ye Ze parted ways.

My brother never went to Jianfeng again.

She wants to see her, she wants to ask her why she left back then, why she left without saying goodbye, and why she abandoned her——

But she dare not.

A dead butterfly cannot fly, and the world is far away from what you love.

She was afraid of being disappointed, afraid of being hurt again—that person was the one closest to her heart, and maybe a casual word could make her so painful that she couldn't get up again.

But Chu Yi couldn't get up like this, and she still wanted to get back what the Chu family owed her.

Therefore, she could only watch from a distance, then do what she was supposed to do in a quiet manner with her blood cold.

After a pause, Chu Yi brushed his drenched hair, "How is the Chang's?"

"...It seems that the Chu family...is bound to win."

Frequent thunderstorms blurred the voice of the man in white.

"It's okay to give some sweetness once in a while." The girl looked at the dense black on the top of her head, and there was no trace of sadness in her eyes, only the ruthlessness of the superior, and a faint taste of bloodthirsty, "But I Yes, it will always be mine."

"Yes." The man in white bowed his head respectfully.

Sensing someone coming, the figure of the man in white flickered and disappeared.

A dark abyss with no end in sight.

The girl's eyes were cold.

Shortly after.

"What are you doing there?" The boy's voice sounded, gentle and quiet, "Why don't you bring an umbrella? Where's your protective butterfly?"

Chu Yi stared at the deep stream for a long while, "They."

She turned her head and smiled slightly.

"...all dead."

Ye Ze said, "What nonsense are you talking about, Yu Leng, go back."

Three years have passed, and the young man has grown up. He is dressed in a neat blue and white sword suit. Under the pouring rain, his eyebrows are gentle and his lips are stained with a smile. He is such a handsome young man.

"Nonsense." Chu Yi stood up, the rain was icy cold, she turned her head, "No nonsense."

She walked slowly to the boy's side, her voice tinged with a smile, "After all, no matter how cold the rain is, no matter how cold the butterfly corpse is, it can't compare to your heart as hard as iron, and mine as ashes."

Her elder brother hid in Tibet for this person, risked his life to get the Ghost Dragon Jade to save this person, and even abandoned her in the end. During the long journey, she and she went through hardships and homelessness for this person.

But now this person has left his brother behind.

so good.

Chu Yi thought.

"... Oh?" ​​The boy squeezed the handle of the umbrella slightly, and his eyelashes drooped, covering his dark eyes, "What are you talking about?"

Are you running away?

Are you afraid of something?Is it cowardly?Is it because you are afraid of the pain when you learn the truth?

How much she hated this man.

She wants this person to die quickly, she hates this person who makes her brother unable to find him, who is suffering and displaced, she wants to goug out his eyes to look at her brother, she wants to dig out his heart that occupies her brother His body was broken into pieces—what is this little pain? !

Three years ago, she did it on purpose.

She deliberately helped him and asked him to kill Qin Yue.

because--

...Are you afraid?Are you scared?The moment he saw Qin Yue?

After the brain blinded by hatred wakes up, it is cowardly and painful, and when it discovers something that cannot be discovered——

Qin Yue and Xia Wuyin, do they look alike?

Does it look like the brother who rescued you from the evil spirits, the brother who accompanied you through life and death to drink and talk, and your genocide enemy, do you look like it?

Very similar, right?

When he was pinching his brother's neck, didn't he, did he also feel very similar?

Have you discovered something that cannot be discovered?

Painful, for three years, every day and every night, is it painful?

Don't dare to think, unbelievable, try to forget, don't even dare to take a look, put yourself in an unreasonable position, make yourself ungrateful, make yourself a bitch, pain, right?Pain? Ye Ze——

If you're in pain, it's really, really good.

You and her are the same person.

But... not enough.

"It's nothing." Chu Yi smiled sweetly and said, "I just fell in love with someone, but she fell in love with someone else."

Ye Ze: "So?"

How did he become so hard-hearted?

"I just envy you. If you can say let it go, let it go." Chu Yi looked at the gray sky, "Ah, but that's right, you are a man."

"Or..." Chu Yi thought for a while, and smiled innocently, "Those who achieve great things... don't care about small things?"

A few years ago, the youth's shadow flashed by, Ye Ze's heart tightened suddenly, his eyes were dark, but he didn't reply, he silently gave half of the umbrella to the soaked Chuyi, and said nonchalantly : "What's wrong with you today?"

There is an umbrella, there is no rain, but it is still very cold.

The heart is colder than the rain.

Chu Yi closed his smile, expressionless, "Guess."

Ye Ze said: "Unexpectedly, people from your family came over today, Ling Zun is sick, why don't you go back and have a look?"

Chu Yi looked at the bare stones of Jianfeng, and there was a faint green bud sprouting out of the gaps between the piled stones.The green shoot kept swaying in the wind and rain, but still stubbornly raised its head.

The look of not admitting defeat is really cute.

Chu Yi came out from under Ye Ze's umbrella, Ye Ze was slightly taken aback, Chu Yi turned to look at him, Ye Ze paused, and did not move again.

Chu Yi squatted in front of the little green shoot, her slender eyelashes drooping, and the wind and rain hit her body, she murmured repeatedly, "I'm seriously ill."

Ye Ze let out a "hmm".

Chu Yi stretched out his hand to block the wind and rain for that green bud, his slender eyelashes were stained with raindrops, "I see."