The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

The impression in the dream faded like a tide, and gradually became lighter. Only the icy coldness remained in the palm of the hand, indicating the difference in the dream.

Chu Si raised his hand slightly, stared blankly at it with shallow eyes, grasped it vaguely, and could vaguely feel the cold and hard touch.

There was a slight bewilderment in his pupils.

No matter how real the dream was and how impressive it was, when I think about it now, there is only a vague feeling, but the emotional fluctuations born in the dream still remain at the apex of my heart.

That emotion is called throbbing, distressed, or maybe more.

But after waking up, his mind was even more difficult to be moved by it, after all, it dissipated a little bit.

He got up and poured a cup of tea, only to realize that the tea was cold when he took it in his mouth, the bitter taste spread between his lips and tongue, it was ice cold.

The hall was a little dark, because there was no one around him to serve him, and the people under him did not dare to enter the hall at will, even when it was dark, no one lit candles.

Chu Si lit the lamp, walked slowly to the window, the moon quietly appeared, he paused, it turned out that so long had passed.

At this time yesterday, she had already sat here and ate happily, but now the outside of the hall is quiet, and there is no light in the dark night, neither near nor far away.

There is no girl who walks from darkness to light with a palace lantern.

Chu Si couldn't tell whether it was loss or something else.

The night in early winter was very quiet, there was no insects singing, and it was located in a remote place, it was even less likely that palace people would pass by, it was lonely and empty.

He was not used to it in the past, but later he felt that it was nothing. There is no one in this world to remember, so it is no different if there are people nearby or no one around.

A very light sigh overflowed from his lips, faintly, with some melancholy.

He was about to close the window, but there was some light in the place he could see, it was a dim yellow with warmth, and it was far away.

He stared fixedly in that direction until he saw several figures before he was sure it was her and not the eunuch who brought him food.

Chu Si froze on the spot.

The movement of closing the window stopped, and he returned to sit at the table with a calm expression, but his eyelashes fluttered slightly, not as indifferent as he seemed.

Luo Ci yawned, looking extremely sleepy.

In fact, the maid had already called her, but she insisted on sleeping for a while, and even now she just wanted to have a meal with the fragments, so she forced herself to wake up.

She sat down sleepily, and greeted Chu Si with a lazy tone, "I overslept."

It was an explanation of why she was late.

Chu Si pursed his lips.

It's okay if she doesn't come, let alone explain to him.

Xu felt that she was a little dazed and not very sharp now, and his eyes stayed on her for a long time.

She was lying on the table with her head resting on her arms, looking like she couldn't lift herself up.

Chu Si guessed, was it because he woke up too early and didn't have a good rest?

He wanted to ask her, but stopped because of his hoarse voice.

The light-colored pupils swayed slightly, as if shaking something.

After the maid had set up the dinner, she retreated respectfully.

Maybe it was because she was not energetic, or maybe it was something else, they had no interaction, Luo Ci yawned and left after eating.

This made Chu Si's previous entanglements feel like punching cotton.

While he was relieved, he was also faintly disappointed.

He knew that she was different in his heart, but he didn't dare to admit it, he just wanted to escape blindly, so that he wouldn't get hurt or fall to pieces.

Because there are too many things in between, full of various uncertain factors, what can he use to gamble?

...

Luo Ci didn't quite know how the pieces got entangled. She was just not getting enough sleep, and she was a little tired from shopping all morning, but after taking a nap, she became even more tired. At first, she was so sleepy that she couldn't lift her eyelids , Limbs are a little weak, maybe she had a very tired dream?

It's like dreaming about the past.

This kind of dream is actually a kind of backtracking. Backtracking will consume part of the energy, but it will not be so tiring.

If she couldn't figure it out, she simply didn't think about it, she washed up early and climbed to bed to rest.

the next day.

It was the birthday of Emperor Chu.

The palace people were busy, and there were also female officials urging on the side, their voices were tense and severe, and they dared not neglect in the slightest.

After the night passed, Luo Ci recovered. Since the palace people were all focused on the preparations for Emperor Chu's birthday, there was no one to take care of her and Shard, so she escaped her sight and went to the Fourth Prince's Hall smoothly.

"Good morning." She said cheerfully, not as sleepy as last night.

Chu Si paused, and still squeezed out a slightly muffled voice from his throat, "En."

There was only one character, and she didn't notice anything wrong for a while, she just thought it was just waking up and her voice wasn't fully opened yet.

Luo Ci took the initiative to serve him porridge before he began to enjoy his own breakfast.

Her tone was a little lazy, and she asked aloud, "There must be a lot of people disturbing today, can I stay here?"

Because it is the birthday of Emperor Chu, many ministers' children will also enter the palace, and it will be necessary to deal with it at that time.

But no one would have guessed that she was here in the fragment.

Chu Si's eyes were slightly dazed, and he said hoarsely, "Why?"

This is to show all your shortcomings in front of the other party.

Only then did Luo Ci hear the difference between the fragments, and her voice was full of concern, "Did you catch the cold yesterday?"

He didn't reply immediately, but was concerned about whether he was sick, so his throat was uncomfortable.

He pursed his lips slightly, his voice was full of sarcasm, and he looked straight at her, "This is the sequelae left along with my face."

Such a passage, under the broken voice, seemed a bit intermittent, and some characters were spoken as thin as mosquitoes, like a gust of wind blowing.

She froze.

He lowered his head slightly and said in a low voice, "Sorry."

There was apology in her clear eyes, she thought she had mentioned the past that he didn't want to reveal.

How could such a foul...

Even when he revealed something disfiguring, the first thing she did was apologize. What was wrong with her? Why should she apologize to him.

Who is he to her.

Chu Si gritted his teeth slightly, as if restraining something.

If it had been like this all along, he would have taken it seriously.

If he took it seriously, he wouldn't let it go.

He said slowly, "You can stay here."

The shallow eyes are calm, and the tone is very calm, but only you know how big the waves are in your heart.

The maid entered the room, leaned over and whispered something in Luo Ci's ear.

Luo Ci nodded reluctantly, she looked at the fragment, "I can't stay here today."

Chu Si responded lightly.

He watched her and the four maids leave, and the food boxes on the table were cleaned up, empty, as if it was just a waste of time before.

Why is there no answer.

The courage he had worked up with great difficulty was leaked all at once.