Chapter 48:

It took Chu Qianxun a long time to leapfrog this time. When she opened her eyes, the long night had passed, and the sky was bright outside the window.
After a whole night of pain and suffering, she felt a sense of rebirth. After crossing the ranks, every function of the saint's body will have a texture leap. At this moment, the whole world is almost entirely new in her keen senses.
The sky outside the window was dark, and a few ray of golden sunlight came out of the gap between the black clouds, spreading into the world in bunches.
There was a person sitting on a chair by the bed, half of the tower was on his shoulder with the light shining diagonally into the window.
Countless tiny dust was flying in the light beam, and Chu Qianxun could even clearly see the faint fluff on the side of the face.
He sat motionless on the chair, looking at Chu Qianxun as well, with smoke in his eyes and the cold autumn water. Hidden in the bottom of the pool was a kind of turbulent waves that others could not understand.
Chu Qianxun stood up from the sweat-drenched bed, raised his hand and touched his face.
"Scared, right? I didn't expect you to wait so long."
Ye Peitian's soft eyelashes closed with Chu Qianxun's movements, and slowly stretched out his hand to embrace Chu Qianxun's arms, and buried his head in her shoulders.
Chu Qianxun only felt that the body he was holding was cold and cold, but the place leaning on his shoulder was hot.
When she had seen Ye Peitian get fierce, this person could break his arms indifferently and bury his body without saying a word.
But at this moment he was holding himself shivering.
Only then did Chu Qianxun know that Ye Peitian was really scared. So she moved her body and wanted to get up and talk. But the arms that circled her seemed to be afraid of her disappearing, and instantly increased their strength to tighten her.
"Chihiro." The hoarse and dry voice called her name in her ear.
Ye Peitian raised his head, his face was pale, his eyes were red, he held her face indiscriminately with his hands, and bowed his head to kiss her frantically.
His kiss is restrained-restraint on the edge of madness!
There are no rules, no skills, only squally rain and doing everything.
Chu Qianxun felt this man's madness for the first time. His arms were strangling himself like cast iron, almost embedding himself in his body. Those rough kisses left little marks on the skin of her neck.
Chu Qianxun felt a little pain, but she patiently patted Ye Peitian's nape to relax him.
Ye Peitian finally realized his excesses and stopped suddenly. He held Chu Qianxun’s shoulders to separate the two of them. Seeing the rude marks he had left on Chu Qianxun’s body, he turned his face and rolled. I clicked on my Adam's apple and said softly "Sorry."
Then he released his hand, stood up, looked around the room in a panic, opened the door and went out.
Chu Qianxun wanted to call him, but saw him stretch out his hand on the railing of the corridor and jumped down directly from the fourth floor. The figure jumped several times in the atrium, and disappeared in a flash.
The sky started to rain in the afternoon, crackling cold rain water hit the window glass.
Because Chu Qianxun, who was sweating from the step, washed his hair comfortably, took a bath, and was ready for dinner, sitting in his room refreshingly, waiting for Ye Peitian to return.
The door of her room was open, but until the night darkened, the room on the opposite side was still dark, and the warm yellow light did not light up as early as usual.
Chu Qianxun sighed, and had to finish the dinner by himself, cleared the dishes, blew out the lights in the room, and closed the door.
The rain outside the window is getting heavier and heavier, even mixed with snowflakes, which makes the glass vibrate uncontrollably.
Chu Qianxun was lying on the bed, looking at the rain on the glass and the dark sky outside the window.
Where would Ye Peitian go in such weather?
She knows that Ye Peitian has experienced ups and downs, and she has a lot of things in her heart, and her feelings for herself are more depressed than ordinary people. But he didn't expect that he would be unable to bear it because he watched himself struggling with life and death all night.
He was rarely so emotional, which made Chu Qianxun a little worried.
Until midnight, a faint noise came in from the wind and rain outside the window.
Chu Qianxun heard it at once, and the corners of her mouth immediately bent, turned over and got out of the bed and opened the window, as expected, pulling the wet man into the room.
She didn't say anything more, but just pulled Ye Peitian to the bed, let him take off his soaked shirt, and put a big towel on his head.
He turned around and poured a cup of hot boiling water, squatted down in front of him, and stuffed the cup into his cold hands.
Ye Peitian lowered his head, his tight and smooth arms draped naked on his legs, and water droplets slipped from the ends of the curly wet hair and hit the floor drop by drop. He slowly turned the cup with his white fingers. , Was silent and did not speak.
Chu Qianxun didn't speak, just reached out and took a towel and slowly wiped his hair.
"I... won't die. I won't die, and I won't be crazy." A low voice suddenly sounded, Ye Peitian lowered his eyebrows and looked at the ground, his eyes filled with sadness that Chu Qianxun could hardly appreciate.
"If... you are gone, I don't know what else I can do." He slowly turned his gaze aside, "I think I might become a real devil, ruining the whole world in order to destroy myself ."
Chu Qianxun straightened up, broke his face, bent over and kissed his cold lips.
"You won't, and I won't disappear. We will always be together."
Ye Peitian's hair was wet, and his eyes were a little wet. He looked up at Chu Qianxun, his lips moved, and he wanted to ask, "Really?"
But Chu Qianxun didn't let him ask this sentence, she had already given him the most true answer with action.
...
Ye Peitian felt that his body was about to melt.
He was frozen for most of the day in the freezing rainy night, and his whole body was as cold as freezing.
At this moment, his whole body seemed to be on fire again. The fire melted the ice, stripped away all the defenses outside his body, disarmed him, and baked him on the hot lava.
He wanted to escape from this extreme sense, but the man held his hands and did not allow him to avoid it, blowing a thin breath in his ears, speaking softly,
"Don't be afraid, leave everything to me, I know how to make you happy."
Yes, she always seems to know everything about herself better than herself, and always knows what she desires most and what she wants most. She went deeper, step by step, drawing out the deepest part of her heart that she didn't even know.
Ye Peitian opened himself completely, allowing himself and that person to sink into the abyss of ultimate happiness.
...
The sky is bright,
Chu Qianxun got up from the bed.
As far as she could see, it was the messy bedding, the overturned water glass, and the fragrance lingering on the sheets reminded her of how absurd she was last night.
There was a cooked breakfast on the dining table, and Ye Peitian was sitting on the ground next to the table, looking at the window wanderingly.
Seeing that Chu Qianxun was awake, his eyes became confused and his face flushed.
Seeing him so panic, Chu Qianxun, who was a little embarrassed, suddenly became calmer.
She put on her clothes, took a brief wash, and walked to the edge of the table, smiling and talking to the topic.
"Get up so early? What do we have for breakfast?"
"After cooking your favorite noodle paste, you can taste it." Ye Peitian took a bowl together and filled the fragrant food from the earthen jar.
The noodle paste is the most common breakfast in Chu Qianxun’s hometown. It is made by mixing noodles, duck blood, sour bamboo shoots, sea oysters, lean meat and many other ingredients. Finally, sprinkle a little coriander and pepper on the noodles. Wake up in the morning, take a sip of this hotly, it's fresh and refreshing, appetizing and refreshing.
Before the magic seed came, this was Chu Qianxun's breakfast from snacks to big ones. But Chu Qianxun knew how to cook it herself, and never mentioned it. But Ye Peitian didn't know when and where to learn.
Chu Qianxun put one hand on the table and propped his chin, looking at the man who pretended to be calm and served food for him. He deliberately wore a high-necked black dress to block the marks on his neck that he wanted to hide. At this moment, his ears are red, his neck is red, and even the tips of his fingers holding the bowl are slightly red.
Chu Qianxun couldn't help thinking of how this man had misty eyes and a dull voice from his throat last night, calling her name vaguely, asking and asking for himself, and letting him do whatever he wanted.
She bit her lip, resisting the idea of ​​wanting to eat the person again, and reached out to take the bowl from Ye Peitian.