Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

He felt as if he had fallen into a strange dream, a weird nightmare that would never end and never wake up.

The world was spinning, the world suddenly darkened, and cracks appeared in everything, growing and spreading bit by bit with her increasingly weak breathing.

Everything was crumbling, but she was barely holding on with her very light breathing.

He seemed to be sick, and the world in his eyes was fading little by little, leaving only black and white.

The only color I can see is my own blood.

The dazzling bright red blood was carefully fed into her pale, colorless soft lips. She drank it in small sips, like a newborn kitten that was hungry. It was so weak that it could only absorb nutrients passively, waiting for the precious blood to warm your body.

As the blood flows in, her face will look much better - her pale face will be a light red, and her lips will be dyed a beautiful rouge color.

Her body became warmer, her breathing became stronger, and the effect of blood was always particularly obvious, making her regain some vitality.

Although, it's only for a while.

Soon, the warmth from her body would cruelly fade away, her hands would become cold again, losing their warmth, and her breathing would gradually become weaker.

Everything is declining unless, again, the blood that the body craves is given.

Over and over again, it was as if he was resisting the cruel fate that could not be violated - he was using his own life to hold her life on his shoulders.

Regardless of the cost, I just want her to live, even if all the blood on my body is drained.

"Don't cry...don't cry..."

He was already happy that she could wake up. The world was warming up and regaining all its original colors.

He could see the color of the peach grove outside the window, the new and charming Bianhua flowers by the window, and she could also see her beautiful little face with red eyes and red mouth from crying.

He didn't want to be angry, and he didn't want to be angry either. He always felt extremely lucky and grateful.

Holding the person in his arms tightly, he took a deep breath, trying to calm down and suppress his emotions that were about to go crazy.

Kisses fell on her cheek little by little.

"Be good...don't cry...I've been..."

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Yun Si cried for a long time, until she finally stopped crying until she hiccupped and her eyes became severely swollen.

She cried until her face was covered with tears and snot, and she was so miserable that the person who had been coaxing her didn't mind it and took out a handkerchief to wipe her.

After wiping, hugging and kissing, her tears stopped.

After crying until the end, Yun Si felt a little embarrassed and looked at him guiltily: "Did I cry for too long..."

It was obvious that he should be unhappy, but now, it was him who was coaxing her. It was really...

Jun Jiuge touched her face tenderly and shook his head, "No, Sisi is wronged and sad, so she will naturally cry."

He always understood her without blaming her.

"..." Yun Si sniffed and stopped talking, looking at him eagerly.

"Si Si."

"Um?"

"Would you like... to meet your mother?" He gently held her face and asked warmly.

"Huh? Why?"

"Because..." He paused for a moment, kissed her lovingly, and said, "Because I haven't seen you for a long time, and I think my mother will miss you very much."

"How long?" Yun Si was a little confused, "Have I... slept for a long time?"

The peach grove outside the window was still there, the years were silent, and I didn’t know what time it was tonight. Jun Jiuge looked at her quietly, caressing her face, without answering.