After adopting paranoid gods

"Sir, I'm cold."

Ji Tang didn't know who the person in front of him was, so he could only politely replace it with "Sir".A respectful address coupled with a soft voice can easily arouse people's bullying heart.

cold……

Fu Linshan frowned, and subconsciously wanted to hug the boy's body to give him warmth.

But when his hand touched the opponent's waist, he was taken aback suddenly.

He almost forgot that he was dead.Possesses a temperature colder than an ice cube.Staying by the boy's side like this, the other party will inevitably say that he is cold.

Fu Linshan: "..."

He wanted to withdraw his hand and stop touching the boy.But the other party tightly clutched the corner of his clothes, muttering coldly in a daze.

He looked ugly.

He had treated countless people during his lifetime, but he couldn't even give the boy a little warmth after his death.

Fu Linshan leaned over and helped the boy cover the quilt tightly: "You wait for me."

He remembered that there was a hot water bottle in Ji Tang's house.

He went out to the living room, found a hot water bottle, and poured hot water into it.He did not forget to make a cup of antipyretics for the boy.

When he returned to the bedroom, he found that other objects possessed by the ghost had climbed onto Ji Tang's bed and surrounded him.

He ignored them, lifted the boy's quilt, and put the hot water bottle in.

The cold bed was gradually warmed by the hot water bottle, Ji Tang no longer complained about being cold, but fell asleep in a daze.He seemed to treat the hot water bottle as someone's arm and hugged it tightly.

Fu Linshan frowned.

If he is still alive, he can enter the boy's bed, use his own body temperature to warm the other party, and let the other party hold his hand tightly.

But he can't.

Never again.

Fu Linshan picked up the bowl and wanted to feed Ji Tang some medicine.

Ji Tang is dizzy now, and may have to be hand-fed.

When his fingertips touched Ji Tang's lips, he was suddenly interrupted.

Fu Linshan: "..."

He turned his head and saw Pei Baizhou.

Pei Baizhou snatched the medicine bowl, glanced at Fu Linshan, and said coldly: "Ji Tang also fed me by hand before, now it's my turn to feed."

Fu Linshan: "..."

Forget it.

It is important to take medicine.

Although he was indeed a little upset.

Pei Baizhou scooped up a spoonful of antipyretic medicine, carefully placed it near Ji Tang's mouth, and held Ji Tang's chin with his other hand.

Ji Tang opened her lips and swallowed the medicine like a kitten.

The antipyretic medicine is in the form of white powder, which turns into a milky white liquid after being washed with hot water.

Ji Tang's consciousness was very confused, and he seemed unable to swallow the medicine completely.

So, all the ghosts present saw this scene.

The boy's face was flushed, his eye sockets were red, and a drop of milky white liquid was left at the corner of his tightly closed mouth, which ran across his chin and disappeared into his collar.

Fu Linshan: "..."

His throat trembled slightly, and he looked away, trying not to let himself pay attention to the drop of liquid.

At the same time, he saw that Pei Baizhou beside him disappeared, and with a chirping sound, he turned into a shy bubble and flew into the sky.

Must have thought of something messy.

Fu Linshan tore off the tissue and helped Ji Tang wipe the corners of his mouth.

After Ji Tang drank the medicine, he became more conscious, but his body was still very hot.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed the corner of Fu Linshan's clothes again, and muttered: "Bitter..."

"bitter?"

"I want something sweet."

Fu Linshan asked, "What sweet do you want to eat?"

Ji Tang faltered a few times, and slowly came up with a food name: "Strawberry Cake."

Fu Linshan: "..."

The exercise book that had been nestled in Ji Tang's quilt all this time, turned back into a human form, and left the bedroom without saying a word to make cakes for the boy.

The other ghosts didn't bother to watch, and left the bedroom one after another.

Ji Tang likes to keep dessert ingredients in the refrigerator.They can use them however they want, but whether they will do so is another matter.

Fu Linshan felt that they would not do it.

Although he won't do it.

Fu Linshan stood at the door of the bedroom and glanced at them lightly.

Several tall youths squeezed into the narrow kitchen together, and chug and chug the ingredients in it.The cute and delicate cake molds seemed a bit abrupt compared to their cold expressions.

They were not interested in desserts at all before they were alive, but now they can make desserts for teenagers themselves.

Fu Linshan: "..."

He turned his head and glanced at the boy.

After Ji Tang took the medicine, he looked much better.

He lifted the broken hair in front of Ji Tang's forehead, and brushed the other's forehead.

It's still hot.

There are no fever-reducing stickers at home, and there are no extra ice cubes in the refrigerator.

The only... who can cool down the boy is himself.

Fu Linshan didn't move his hand away, but kept putting his hand on the boy's forehead, hoping that his cold body temperature could cool the boy down.

He has no warmth, only countless coldness.

After letting it go for a while, he simply turned back into a rabbit puppet.

The rabbit puppet climbed onto the boy's head humming and lying on the boy's forehead.

For a moment, there seemed to be a soft strip of white dough on the boy's forehead.

Soft and cool.

-

Ji Tang had a dream.

He dreamed that he was standing among the snowflakes all over the sky.

He went straight and saw a palace at the end of the snow field.

The palace did not light up any lights, let alone give people a feeling of resplendent and magnificent.Like a cold boulder in the pale snow.

Ji Tang subconsciously wanted to walk over, he walked through the wind and snow, and stopped at the gate of the palace.The door of the palace was half-closed, opening a crack enough for people to enter.

He walked in cautiously.

The inside of the palace was still pitch black, the floor and walls were covered with a thin layer of ice, and the temperature was even colder than outside.

When Ji Tang was about to find the stove to light it up, his waist was suddenly pulled into his arms.

Ji Tang was stunned, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't dare to turn his head to look: "Are you...?"

Intuition made him realize that the person behind him was not any ghost he had.

The person behind him didn't answer Ji Tang's doubts, but whispered in his ear: "I'm so cold."

The voice is hoarse and magnetic, but it sounds cold without any temperature.

His long hair, which fell to Ji Tang's neck, was as cold as ice.

Ji Tang replied in a daze, "Just wait until winter is over."

Claiming to use "zhen", the emperor?

"I also want to wait until winter is over, and I also want to take a look at spring. I have never seen spring since I was born."

"But my country has snowed for thousands of years, and spring will never come again."

Some places in China are indeed permafrost all year round.

Ji Tang thought.

He didn't know how to answer the other party for a while.

"You are very warm, you let me hug you. I want to touch the warmth before it disappears."

disappear?

Ghosts disappear too...?

Ji Tang didn't say anything, just let the other party hug her like that.

But within a minute of hugging, the person behind him turned into a ray of light and disappeared in the darkness, leaving only the biting cold wind behind.

Then everything around him became blank.

After that, what appeared next to him again was still snowflakes all over the sky.

But this snowflake is blood red, stained with blood, turning the entire land into blood red.

Unexpectedly, there was another person in Ji Tang's arms.Ji Tang was so frightened that she froze suddenly.

He didn't know the person in his arms.

But looks like a general.

The man was wearing golden armor, but the armor was all red as if it had been soaked in blood.He raised half of his face, which was covered with blood, making it impossible to see his facial features, only a pair of bright black eyes could be seen.

The black eyes sparkled with a smile that didn't match the blood on his body.

He hugged Ji Tang tightly, and a dry laugh sounded out.

"I heard you like warmth. I melted this frozen ground with my hot blood."

Ji Tang: "..."

Although Ji Tang didn't know him, he could feel countless sorrows from him.

The man's body was completely frozen, and his voice became weaker and weaker. The blood that flowed out of him would be frozen into ice immediately, including his life, which was also turning cold little by little.

Before the man died, he said the last words: "I give you a present."

He stretched out his blood-stained hands with great effort, and offered his gift to the boy.

His gift is not a sword hilt, not a piece of armor, not a bloody head.

It is a small pink peach blossom.

The man in Ji Tang's arms completely lost his voice, his hand was still open, and besides the blood, there were a series of hideous knife wounds on his palm.But the little peach blossom in his hand was well protected by him, not stained with any blood, and the delicate petals swayed in the wind.

It is said that when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, it is the time for spring.At that time, the ice and snow will melt into warm dew.

Ji Tang wanted to reach out to take the peach blossom, but his consciousness sank, and everything around him disappeared again.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was the familiar ceiling.

The gentle and soothing sound of the violin came from my ears.

He turned his head and saw Xie Li playing the violin next to him, as if playing good night.

Ji Tang: "..."

Xie Li noticed Ji Tang, put down the violin, and said softly, "Are you awake?"

Ji Tang nodded, rubbed her head, and raised her body with great effort.Suddenly, he saw something drop from his forehead.

A little rabbit puppet that elongated its body and disguised itself as a fever-reducing patch.

The little rabbit puppet that was suddenly dropped stood up slowly and rubbed its head: "Hey?"

Ji Tang: "..."

Xie Li walked up to Ji Tang, glanced at the little rabbit puppet, subconsciously lifted the puppet up and threw it aside.

Xie Li brought a small item from the bedside table and put it in front of Ji Tang: "I heard that you want to eat strawberry cake, so I made a cake for you together with others."

Ji Tang was overjoyed, with a smile on his face: "Thank you."

It was the first time someone made a cake for him by himself.

The cake is small, the size of a palm, covered with strawberry-flavored cream, with a small piece of fresh strawberry and a small fork on top.

He picked up a small fork, cut off a small piece of cake, and put it in his mouth.

Not as expected.

Ji Tang's face changed slightly.

…there is nothing wrong with the outside of this cake.

But the cake filling inside is hard, and the so-called sweetness has turned into bitterness inside, making it very astringent and hard to eat.

Ji Tang: "..."

Xie Li reacted immediately and took the cake: "Isn't it delicious?"

This cake was made after they worked in the kitchen all afternoon.

...but doing it for the first time.

Ji Tang: "..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't eat."

Xie Li chuckled helplessly, and put the cake aside: "I'm so sorry, we can't make the cake you want."

"No, it's okay, I'll just eat toffee—"

Ji Tang found a few toffees under the pillow and spread them out in the palm of her hand.

But the next moment, his figure suddenly froze.

There was a small peach blossom in his palm.Exactly like the one he had seen in his dream.

It was pink and white, very delicate, but it was stained with the blood of a dead general.