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The sleeping Bai Xu lost some of the coldness that kept people at a distance during the day, just like the Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale who was under a spell and fell into a deep sleep.

Su Tang stared at the other person for a while, as if she couldn't get enough of looking at him. She took a deep breath and barely tore her eyes away from the other person's face.

He gently pushed the other person inside, and Bai Xu, who was in hypnosis, twitched his eyebrows, but did not wake up.

After the other person fell asleep peacefully again, he reached into the quilt with his fingers to unbutton his bathrobe, then pulled it down slightly, revealing the horrible bright red scar on his shoulder blade.

Two palm-sized flesh-red wounds lay across the delicate white back, just like fine porcelain that had been broken into pieces and then randomly glued together to form an ugly patch.

Her vision blurred instantly, and Su Tang was at a loss as to how to catch her tears, fearing that she would cause secondary harm to the other party.

Su Tang wiped her tears roughly, the corners of her eyes turned red due to the reckless action, blood was surging in her eyes, but the fingers holding Bai Xu's shoulders became more and more gentle.

He wanted to kill them so badly.

Today, now, immediately, I want them to die.

Su Tang lowered her eyelids and coldly sentenced Angus, who was imprisoned in prison, to death.

The warm kiss covered the hideous scars little by little. Su Tang half-hugged the other person in her arms and kissed every wound devoutly until they gradually faded.

Healing with just saliva is too slow.

The maple syrup-colored eyes flashed, and the deep red blood with the rich rose scent instantly filled the room.

Bai Xu, who seemed to be aware of something in his sleep, had his eyelashes trembling restlessly. His slender fingers tightly grasped the bed sheet, and he struggled to wake up.

But he was soon lulled to sleep by Su Tang's pheromones and fell into a deeper sleep.

Bright red blood covered the wound, and a strange scene happened.

The blood did not slide down but merged into the wound little by little.

Su Tang breathed a sigh of relief, and without blinking, he cut open the almost healed wound on his wrist again, using his mental power to control the speed and direction of the blood flow to ensure that every wound was covered by his blood.

Cold sweat dripped from the corners of his forehead, and his fluttering pajamas were almost sticking to his body.

The blood color quickly left his bright face. The dim light not only failed to add warmth to his pale skin, but made him look even more frail.

It looked like a little white flower that had just experienced a storm. Its delicate petals were disheveled and wet, but it stood firm and bloomed stubbornly, waiting for the weather to clear.

Under the effect of Su Tang's blood, the hideous wound on Bai Xu's back healed little by little.

He didn't stop scratching his wrist until the scar turned a light flesh-pink color. The corners of his mouth, which had been tense for a long time, finally showed a weak smile after the rain.

The consumption of mental energy and the loss of blood made the tense heartstrings suddenly relax, and the body suddenly felt light and weightless.

Su Tang closed her eyes and calmed her dizzy brain.

After wiping off the excess blood on the other person's back with a warm towel and gently helping his wife put on her bathrobe, Su Tang picked out a nutritional supplement that could quickly replenish blood from a pile of colorful nutritional supplements in the bracelet space.

As soon as the pink and tender nutrient entered his mouth, his pale and handsome face immediately wrinkled into a Goubuli steamed bun, with a thin skin, a large filling, and eighteen folds, just like a blooming chrysanthemum.

Bah bah bah…

Whose nutritional supplement is this? It is so pink in color. It is actually fed with bitter melon. (ノ｀Д)ノ

Unpalatable but effective.

Sutang feels more effective than Snickers’ advertisement.

He became energetic and his body was sticky, which made Su Tang, who had a mysophobia, feel disgusted.

He tiptoed back to the master bedroom, took a quick shower, changed into a similar cream-colored pajamas, and returned to his side bedroom.

Su Tang looked up at the sky outside the window which was gradually getting brighter.

The cool light penetrates the thick clouds, casting the first bright light of the morning, even eye-catching in the mist.

Su Tang lowered her eyes and glanced at Bai Xu who was still sleeping peacefully. Her long eyelashes were drooping quietly, the corners of her rosy lips were slightly raised, and she was sleeping soundly.

As she watched, Su Tang started laughing.

That’s great, his moon must have had a good dream.

He is going to find his moon in his dream.

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The dirty Xiao Baixu stood outside the shabby wooden door. At that time, he was not even as tall as the door handle.

He was a small, skinny guy, wearing old clothes that were obviously ill-fitting, but he was dragging a bulging snakeskin bag behind him that was almost as big as him.

The relatively clean left hand held a bright little rose.

Even though he knew what would greet him when he opened the door, he was unable to control his body and could only repeat his past nightmares over and over again.

Xiao Baixu looked down at the pink gradient rose in the palm of his hand. It was oval in shape, with petals layered on top of each other as if there was no end. The scent was rich and sweet, not at all vulgar.

The petals are delicate and wilt if touched. They are very delicate.

It's obvious that it's difficult to raise, and it doesn't fit in with the dirty and messy environment of the desolate planet.

There was a hint of confusion in his tired eyes.

When had such a precious flower appeared on the desolate planet? When and where had he found it? He had no idea at all.

This little flower didn't seem to exist in my previous dreams.

Xiao Baixu lowered his head and took a light sniff as if possessed by a ghost. The elegant fragrance dispelled the fatigue and fear in his heart.

With a creaky sound, the door opened.

The aroma of food spread out in an endless stream.

Bai Xu ignored the pain in his hungry stomach and subconsciously wanted to hide the delicate little rose in his hand.

But he was too small to hide.

The female father who always beat or scolded him greeted him with a smile, but did not hide the deep disgust in her eyes. When her gaze fell on the rose on his back, her eyes flashed.

"Are roses for female fathers?"

A thin finger stretched out towards him.

Bai Xu pursed his lips, and his fingers, which were gripping the flower stem, turned white from exerting force.

Suddenly he moved, and a look of surprise flashed in his golden eyes.

He can control his body.

Without hesitation, Xiao Baixu quickly threw away the snakeskin bag in his hand, held the little rose in his hand, and fled without looking back from the place that had disappointed him again and again and almost put him in despair.

However, what he did not expect was that his escape caused the recurring nightmare space to distort.

Behind him, the handsome face of the female father was visibly decaying rapidly, revealing his white bones.

The dilapidated hut fell apart, the sky sank, and everything in front of me was collapsing.

"Go to hell, hahahahaha, those who can't escape, go to hell..."

Xiao Baixu held the rose in his palm and ran forward desperately, ignoring the curse behind him.

With a loud "boom", the sky collapsed and the earth sank. Xiao Baixu stepped on empty air, the world was spinning, and his vision suddenly became dark. He subconsciously protected the delicate little rose.

I don’t know how long it took, but after a violent tremor, the world fell into dead silence.

It was so quiet that Xiao Baixu could hear his own breathing clearly, and there was nothing but darkness all around.

Only the rose that he held tightly in his palm emitted a bright light, alleviating the pain in his body.

Xiao Baixu closed his eyes tiredly, gently pressed his forehead against the pretty little rose, and a relaxed smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The soft and hoarse voice echoed in the eerily silent space, "Thank you, Little Rose."

"You're welcome, cutie."

The clear and pleasant voice is ethereal and beautiful, falling from high above into my ears.

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