goddess is a man

He has now turned eighteen, and after these two months of careful conditioning, he is no longer that child with only bones and no flesh.His current figure is astonishingly good, with a tall and straight figure, strong muscles, and a perfect golden ratio of an inverted triangle.

He looked at Mu Zixi with a smile, poked his cheek with his finger and said, "Why don't you know me again? I'm Mo Che."

Mo Che?Mu Zixi blinked, trying to overlap the man in front of him with the Mo Che in his memory, looking for the same place.Although they look alike, their height is wrong.Mu Zixi turned around and thought again, now that he is lying on the bed, is he unconscious or poisoned?Could it be that he has been sleeping for several years?

Mu Zixi stared at him blankly, opened and closed his mouth but didn't say a word.At this time, footsteps sounded outside the room, and Yinyue came in like a gust of wind.

He took Mu Zixi's pulse carefully, and he let go of his hand after a while.Tucked the quilt up for him, and said with a smile: "It's okay, everything will be fine when you wake up. If you don't wake up, I'm afraid that everyone in this house will freeze to death." After finishing the last sentence, he glanced at Mo Che.

Mo Che glared at him sideways, "Hurry up and make up your medicine, there are so many things to do." Pushing Yinyue out of the room.

When Mo Che turned back, he was already holding a bowl of rice porridge in his hand, blowing as he walked, walked up to Mu Zixi and put the porridge bowl on the low cabinet beside the bed.She wrapped her arms around his shoulders so that he could sit up, and took several soft cushions to pillow behind Mu Zixi.

Mu Zixi was leaning on the bed now, his cheeks were sunken and thin, and he looked at his hands with slightly lowered eyes, he was already unbelievably thin.

Looking up at Mo Che beside him, a weak smile hung on his lips.Mo Che stroked the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "Zixi, are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

He nodded slightly, leaning crookedly against the side of the bed.Holding the warm rice porridge, Mo Che scooped out a small spoonful, blew it with his mouth pursed, and tested the temperature with his lips before feeding it into Mu Zixi's mouth.

Seeing his slightly clumsy movements, knowing that he had never taken care of others before eating, Mu Zixi burst into tears, not knowing whether it was sad or moved.Mo Che hurriedly put down the porridge bowl in his hand, wiped away his tears at a loss, and muttered in his mouth, "I just woke up and haven't had any water yet. You cry, where did you get the water?"

Mu Zixi shook his head lightly, crying and laughing at the same time.Mo Che caressed his face and asked, "What's the matter? Is it not to your liking? If you don't like it, I'll ask them to redo it?"

Tears welled up in his eyes, and he said in a stern voice, "No, it's fine."

Mo Che frowned, wrapped his arms around his thin shoulders, and hugged him into his arms to bear his silent tears, soaking the hardness in his heart.He never expected that he could embrace Mu Zixi with this body shape before, and he was always worried about gain and loss, and every time because he was not strong enough, Zixi fell into various crises.

Now he seems to have regained a new life, it was all given to him by Zixi.Hugging him tightly, I didn't realize it before, but now I realize that he is really small, so thin.

"...Mo Che." He whispered.

"Che." He corrected stubbornly.

"...Che, can you teach me how to use a knife?"

Mo Che let him go and looked at his face in confusion. "Why do you want to learn?"

Mu Zixi lowered his head slightly, twisted his fingers and said in a low voice: "If I encounter any danger, at least I can protect myself." It won't hurt anyone else either.He didn't say the latter sentence.

Mo Che pondered, he didn't want Zixi to be in any danger, but in this sensitive season, it is necessary to learn how to protect himself.

"Okay! I'll teach you. But you have to take care of your body first." As he spoke, Mo Che picked up the porridge that was set aside, and fed Zixi a spoonful of it.

"Yeah." Mu Zixi let him feed him, thinking that when he came here, he also fed Mo Che porridge.At that time, Mo Che was only seven or eight years old, but half a year later, things have changed.

"...Ling Yu," Mo Che said these words suddenly while feeding him porridge. Mu Zixi clenched his hands tightly. He was very afraid of hearing these words now, because it was his guilt and pain.

"I'm tired." Mu Zixi changed the subject evasively, "I'll sleep a little longer." Without waiting for Mo Che to make a move, he slipped down on his own, grabbed the quilt and covered his head and shrank inside.

Seeing Mu Zixi trying to cover up his escape, he leaned over and stroked his hair with his big hand and said, "I buried him on that mountain. Someday... when you want to go, I will take you there." Mu Zixi He didn't move, he just clenched his hands tightly and pretended to be asleep.

Mo Che sighed, turned and left the bed.

After leaving his bedroom, he looked up at the vast sky, a mountain eagle circled in the sky, and then disappeared between the distant mountains and cliffs across the mountains.

"You're on the wrong side!" A voice abruptly interrupted Mo Che's thoughts.He didn't even need to look to know who was coming.Since Mu Zixi came to his dormitory, he would perform this scene of breaking into the palace every now and then.