Love from the Male Protagonist's Harem

"You actually understand." Qin Yue looked at her with calm eyes, "It's just that you don't want to."

That's great, the kid.

If... She met such a person back then, it would be fine.

Xia Ge did not refute, she raised her head and looked at the dry branches of the pear tree above her head.

"I'm not unwilling." Xia Ge said, "It's just that it's tiring."

Qin Yue looked at her.

"I feel full if I have someone in my heart." Xia Ge said, "When I am awake during the day, I wonder if she is awake. When I am asleep, I think about finding her in my dreams. When I am eating, I am eating. I felt a little stuck, but when I came back to my senses, I realized that I didn’t even take a bite of the bun.”

"It is said that when I am upset, I will calm down by doing something. When I am upset, I want to play a flute... I used to use a willow leaf to blow out little stars when I couldn't afford the flute, but now I have it. The Eight Desolation Flute, which is famous all over the world, can't even play a little star in the end."

"I used to think that I was not very smart, and I was still a little smart, but now I can't wait to pry open my head to see if there is cotton inside."

"It seems that I became stupid overnight. I can't learn anything. My head seems to be full and empty."

Qin Yue said: "...the leader."

The wind gently scattered the broken leaves. In the gloomy weather, the girl in red stood by the arch behind Xia Ge for some reason.

Xia Ge turned around, looked at Su Chan, without stopping, and said in a shallow voice, "...I'm so tired of missing someone, I really don't have the strength to think of ways to hate someone."

There was a chill all around.

Qin Yue felt a little pain in her head.

...Who said she didn't want to.

The knife in this child's hand can really stab people with bruises, but he is speechless.

Su Chan nodded slightly to Qin Yue, indicating that he understood, then smiled at Xia Ge as if nothing had happened, "It's cold outside, don't go too long."

After Xia Ge finished speaking, he didn't answer and walked away.

Su Chan wisely didn't follow her, glanced at the direction she was walking inadvertently, and said as if chatting with Qin Yue: "This pear tree has withered for a long time."

Qin Yue lowered her head and answered.

"Do you believe?"

Qin Yue said "Hum", her tone rose slightly to show her doubts.

"Everything has animism."

Su Zan walked up to the pear tree, and touched the dry bark of the pear tree with his white jade hand dyed with Kodan, the corners of his lips curved slightly, "Like a dead puppet."

"Even a dead tree has a soul."

Qin Yue couldn't figure out how Su Zang was feeling now, so she could only reply cautiously: "Subordinate...don't understand."

After she finished speaking, she saw Su Chan's white hand slightly glowing with a warm, emerald green light.

The green light slowly expanded.

Just like the ripples after a stone is dropped into a calm lake, circles of green light spread around Su Chan's hand, and the chill of early spring disappeared, replaced by an indescribable warmth.

This kind of power is clean and pure, pure and refined, like the power of ancient blessings, which can make all things receive blessings.

There was a faint smile on Su Zan's lips, and gentle eyes, looking at Li Shu as if she was looking at her most loyal believer.

Qin Yue, who is the high priest of the Demon Cult, opened her eyes slightly, looking at Su Chan in disbelief.

This is... the power of gods? !

Withered trees come in spring.

The dry branches quickly sprouted, and the greenery slowly covered the overlapping and scattered branches, ignoring the cold wind when the spring was warm and cold, and soon, tiny flower buds bulged among the scattered branches.

A tree of brilliant pear blossoms instantly filled the courtyard.

The soft petals flutter with the cold wind, and the quiet fragrance of pear blossoms drifts with the wind.

Qin Yue's expression was slightly solemn, and she lowered her head respectfully.

The priests of the Thousand Soul Sect can become the leader of the generation after generation, but the one who really serves will always be this long-sleeping god who can shake the world with a smile.

Xia Ge didn't go far, a thin snow-white petal floated from behind the sky with the wind, and landed softly at her feet.

The system said: "The pear blossoms are blooming?"

Some surprise.

Xia Ge shook his head and continued walking.

The petals rolled around the hem of the clothes, and finally fell to the dust.

In the yard behind Xia Ge, the tall pear trees bloomed with a brilliant mist of flowers, like a dream that seemed real and unreal.

However, she didn't take a few steps when she suddenly saw a shadow.

A very short, quick moment.

Xia Ge's pupils shrank slightly, and subconsciously followed, "...wait!"

In the pear courtyard.

Pear blossoms are flying all over the sky, beautiful like a dream.

As the child said when she was very young, plant the pear tree in the middle, and when the pear blossoms bloom, no matter where she is, she can see the flowers.

but……

Qin Yue paused and said, "She's not that age anymore."

Su Chan smiled slightly: "I know."

She paused, then raised her head, with scattered petals fluttering in her narrow and beautiful eyes, "However, this is also very good."

Qin Yue didn't understand.

For Qin Shuang, who can't remember anything, everything in childhood is just a passing cloud, even if the leader tries so hard to please him, it will definitely be useless.

Su Chan suddenly smiled ambiguously, "Probably... a tree of pear blossoms, crushing crabapples?"

Qin Yue: "..."

Qin Yue's face twitched, feeling that she had nothing to say to this god who didn't know how many hundreds of years old she said: "This subordinate will resign."

Qin Yue also left.

Su Chan's smile subsided slightly.

The wind blows away the pear blossoms, and the red clothes and white flowers complement the girl's beauty.

She looked up and looked at the dead branches with scattered petals.

But for some reason, there was still a bit of depression.

==

No matter what Su Chan's pear blossoms were all about, Xia Ge followed the man, followed him quickly, and caught him in a short while.

The man lowered his head nervously.

"...What are you hiding from?" Xia Ge grabbed her shoulders and wanted her to turn her head around, but before she saw the other person's face, she felt a gust of wind from her side, she turned sideways abruptly, and let go At the same time, a sharp piece of iron grazed her cheek, cut a few hairs, and then nailed it hard to the stone wall behind her!

As soon as Xia Ge raised his head, he saw two shadows flashing past, and there was no trace after following them. The other party was obviously more familiar with the terrain of the Demon Cult than she was.

There were two "plop plop" sounds behind her, and when she turned around, she saw two dead soldiers kneeling behind her, "...Your subordinate is late, please punish me!"

The two felt uneasy. Before, because Xia Ge felt that he was being watched and lost his temper, the leader ordered them to stay away, but... now is it an accident?

Xia Ge touched his face, but there was no injury.

She took off the iron sheet on the wall, turned around and walked in another direction, without getting angry again: "...It's none of your business, don't follow me."

Xia Ge opened his palm, the iron piece was very small, and the other party didn't intend to hurt her.

He pursed his lips slightly.

Did I read it wrong just now, or did I not?

Just now, she seems to have seen... Mao Qing.

When Su Chan brought him back to the Devil's Cult before, he only thought about getting back to his senior sister's antidote and lovesickness, but he forgot about Su Chan's appearance as Mao Qing at the beginning—or rather, She thought that Su Chan just came in under the guise of Mao Qing temporarily.

Thinking of this, Xia Ge vaguely remembered that there was something wrong with Mao Qing a long time ago, and she had observed it carefully, but the other party behaved a little strangely, and did not do anything harmful to others, and neither did Dan Feng. What is a very important secret for Lingxi Peak.After a long time, I got used to it, so I didn't pay so much attention. Now that I think about it carefully——

So, has Mao Qing been dropped a long, long time ago?

just saw...

She turned her head, "You guys, come out."

The dead soldiers who had been quietly following looked at each other.

Xia Ge said: "Don't pretend, it's just you two, come out."

The two hesitated for a moment, but slowly emerged.

Xia Ge didn't bother to blame them for disobeying her order, anyway, it was Su Zang's person, so he simply asked, "Do you know who those two people were?"

"This is being investigated, and it will be found out soon, miss..." One of them answered eloquently, as if he was waiting for her to ask.

Xia Ge interrupted him: "Is it because someone doesn't want me to know, or is it that the Thousand Soul Sect has such a skill that even one person can't find out?"

The two suddenly looked like a gourd with their mouths sawn off, and they stopped talking.

"Okay." Xia Ge said coldly: "Then let me say it one last time, don't follow me, this is your territory, I can't escape."

That night.

It is cold in the desert, but it is not very cold in Thousand Soul Cult. There is a high and raised mountain in Thousand Soul Cult. It is not obvious during the day, but white light can be seen on the top of the mountain at night.

Xia Ge didn't go back to the room, but stared at the place with white light, squatting on the roof and thinking. The shadow that was very similar to Mao Qing seen during the day was imprinted in her heart. It can be confirmed that that person is Mao Qing.

There is a breeze blowing behind.

Xia Ge knows who it is without turning his head.

"It's time to rest." She said softly, "Blowing cold wind is not good for your health."

Xia Ge didn't speak.

Su Chan didn't force her, and sat beside her. The night wind was gentle, blowing the corners of their clothes flying.

Su Chan said: "The person you said you wanted to investigate today, I..."

Xia Ge didn't want to talk to her, and said, "I don't want to know who she is anymore."

Su Chan didn't force it either, he smiled slightly, raised his eyes, and looked at the light at the top of the mountain together with Xia Ge.

very quiet.

The tense atmosphere seemed to be resolved by this quietness.

The two stopped talking.

The sky was full of stars, Su Chan said, "Isn't that beautiful?"

Xia Ge didn't speak.

But it is really good-looking.

In the starless and moonless night sky, when you look up, you can see the brilliant light shining on the mountain peak.

In the dark night, people who are confused will always subconsciously look towards the bright heights.

It's instinct.

"...beautiful light always makes people feel painful." Su Chan said, "There was a time... I was very confused."

She seemed to know that Xia Ge would not give her any response, so she didn't care, and just continued on her own, "I used to like someone very much."

"Then you really like too much." Xia Ge was indifferent, "I like one when I see one."

Su Chan smiled nonchalantly, looked at the light, "I like her very much now too."

Xia Ge thought of Qin Yue's words that Su Chan liked her, and suddenly felt that Qin Yue might be fooling her.

Su Chan had done her so badly by insidiously and cunningly, how could Qin Yue say such words helplessly?

He must be fooling her.

Xia Ge: "..." Suddenly, I felt a little self-indulgent.

Xia Ge seriously reflects on whether he has acted self-indulgently, but after reflection, he finds that he has not.

Apart from expressing affectionately in the pear tree yard, there is nothing else.

"...Then you like to go." Xia Ge casually said what was in his heart - if there is someone he likes, just go after him, what's the point of pestering her for nothing?

"Yeah." Su Chan didn't care about Xia Ge's stalking her, and smiled tolerantly, the corners of his long and narrow eyes were slightly raised, with a seductive arc, and he still looked at the light in his eyes, "But sometimes, I feel that I Not worthy."

Su Chan recalled a long time ago.

The blood on the man's white clothes was like the frantic blooming flowers of the other side of the underworld, the tip of the sword pointed at her throat, and his eyes were cold and ruthless.

"...The first time I knew what she looked like, I actually had a way to save her."

"But I don't want to."

"I've always been selfish."

Cursed by the heavens and plagued by misfortune, as the only remaining god with a godhood, she has a way.

but……

The light shone down, and Su Zang's eyelashes cast a shadow on his pupils, "I don't think it's okay, it doesn't matter how many people she kills, the common people are like clouds, and mortals are nothing more than ants to me, with blood on their hands, even if this world Abandon her, and I will be by her side."

She thought so, and she was right.