Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

When Shen Sili got married, Zhenqing left a mark on him just in case.

The Mid-Autumn Festival happened to fall in the second month after the Radiant Spirit Crisis was resolved. Zhen Qing had been in a coma until now due to a serious injury to his vitality. The Law Avenue said that Zhen Qing had been sleeping for about half a year, but what no one expected was that the young man would wake up at midnight on the Mid-Autumn Festival.

———— Empty Courtyard

Qiu Bieyi was still lying beside Zhenqing as before. In the dim room, the warm yellow light shone on the man's face. His fingertips slowly glanced at the boy's eyebrows and eyes, "Qingqing... wake up quickly."

His tears fell down his cheeks onto the pillow, and Qiu Bieyi choked, "Qiuqiu missed you."

The man closed his eyes and put his hand on the boy's hand. Just as he was about to sleep with him again, his hand was held back.

Qiu Bieyi opened his eyes and stared at the hands interlocked with his fingers in astonishment. He fixed his gaze on Zhenqing's face. He bumped into those eyes that were gradually changing from black to gold, like a vast sea of ​​stars. He smiled faintly on his lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Qiuqiu."

"Brother!" Qiu Bieyi's tears immediately came down. He reached out and picked up the young man. Zhen Qing drank the water that Qiu Bieyi fed to his mouth. Looking at the man with a tired expression and slightly red eyes, he suddenly felt a little guilty.

He lowered his eyes, held the man's hand tightly, grabbed Qiu Bieyi's collar and kissed him.

Qiu Bieyi was stunned for a moment, but when he reacted, he immediately grabbed the back of the boy's head and invaded him forcefully, somewhat roughly invading his lips and teeth, gently biting Zhenqing's lips as if to vent his anger.

"Wait...be gentle." Zhenqing felt the iron taste between his lips and teeth, feeling helpless. This was indeed his fault, so he let go of the collar that he had just grabbed tightly.

The scorching temperature and the forced breath made Zhenqing feel a little suffocated and he fell into it uncontrollably. After a long while, the two separated. The boy wiped the water stains on his lips, cleared his throat, and held the man's dishonest hand.

"How long have I slept?"

"Two months." Qiu Bieyi lowered his eyes but did not stop his hands. He quickly pulled open the boy's clothes and casually glanced at the bracelet. Only then did he realize that today was Mid-Autumn Festival.

Zhen Qing softened and took a look, "Ah, it's a holiday today."

Then he let Qiu Bieyi move freely. In the chaos, something deep in his memory suddenly flashed in his mind. The boy sat up straight and took Qiu Bieyi's hand away.

"I promised Shen Sili that I would go see him during the Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Qiu Bieyi opened his eyelids and looked at Zhenqing for a few seconds, then raised his hand to push him down and pressed him under him, ripped open his collar and said calmly, "Go during the day."

Zhenqing lay down immediately after hearing the man's promise, but the result of lying down was that the fish was fried over and over again.

The man held the boy's white waist, listened to the boy's sex, and played the scene over and over in his mind.

The young god fell from the sky, his breath was weak, his sea of ​​consciousness was exhausted, and half of his life was on the verge of death. They took turns giving their divine power to others for half a month before they finally brought the god back.

Thinking of this, he couldn't suppress the anger, bitterness, helplessness, and heartache in his heart.

Qiu Bieyi tortured Zhenqing to death with the intention of making her faint. All his former gentleness was thrown to waste. Zhenqing knew he was in the wrong and could only endure it. In the end, his body was covered with bruises and he didn't even have the strength to cry.

As the sky brightened, Qiu Bieyi carried the barely breathing Zhenqing into the hot spring pool for a bath and cleanup.

Zhenqing held his waist and hugged the man helplessly, "Are you calm?"

The man paused and said truthfully, "No."

Zhenqing thought for a moment and said, "How about saving some money and coming back after the festival?"

Qiu Bieyi almost laughed out of anger, but he finally smiled and nodded, "You said it."

"I said it." Zhenqing stretched out four fingers and swore.

Qiu Bieyi: “…………”

"Brother, I swear it's three fingers."

Zhenqing obediently changed to three fingers, "Oh."

By the time Gu Yuan and the others learned that Zhen Qing had woken up, it was almost noon. Several groups of people rushed to the empty court, hugged Zhen Qing and cried. Zhai Yan and Yueliang almost fainted from crying.

Zhen Qing finally coaxed and deceived Shen to stop crying, and they had a reunion dinner. After the meal, he and Qiu Bieyi spent some time together to slice up Shen's soul and went to the small world where Shen Sili was.

Shen Sili would leave a lamp and a door for Zhenqing every festival.

There was a light knock on the back door of the villa. Two or three o'clock in the afternoon in the original world was already six or seven o'clock in the afternoon on Earth. At this time, the sun had not completely set, leaving only a little sunset to illuminate the earth, casting a long slanting shadow.

Shen Sili and Li Ying were walking in the garden.

He and Qiu Bieyi landed in front of the garden at the back door of the villa. Looking at the small bridge and flowing water in front of them, Zhenqing smiled with his eyes curved.

This layout is obviously the garden of the residence where I lived in the past, just enlarged a lot.

Zhenqing pulled Qiu Bieyi and pushed open the fence to enter, crossed the arch bridge and arrived at the interior of the garden. As soon as he looked up, he met Shen Sili's eyes.

After a brief silence among the four, Shen Sili left Li Ying and rushed towards Zhen Qing.

“Ah Qing!!!”

Zhenqing smiled and patted Shen Sili on the back, "Hey, slow down, slow down, aren't you afraid of falling?"

"I'm so happy!" Shen Sili almost jumped up excitedly, "Why are you here?"

"Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, I came to see you." Zhen Qing smiled and reached out to tidy up Shen Sili's messy hair. Finally, he pinched his chin and looked him up and down. "It seems that Li Ying has raised you well."

Shen Sili has indeed been taken good care of by Li Ying over the years. Loving someone is like raising flowers. She is in her thirties, but she is as beautiful as an exquisite doll. Zhenqing is truly happy because Shen Sili is his only family in this strange place.

As soon as Shen Sili saw Zhenqing, he started talking like a floodgate opened, saying that Zhenqing had lost weight, and how much Shen's father and mother and Ye Yi missed him. Zhenqing patted his shoulder with red eyes.

Looking at the petrified Li Yingle over there, he smiled.

"Ali, I don't think now is the time to reminisce. Your husband looks like he's about to break apart."

Shen Sili then realized that he seemed to have missed something. He turned around abruptly to look at Li Ying who had seen a ghost, and hurriedly pulled Zhenqing over to explain to Li Ying.

Li Ying held his wife with shaking hands, and asked in a trance, "Is this a human or a ghost?"

Shen Sili patted the man on the head, "Ghosts have shadows?"

"Oh." Li Ying finally came to his senses, straightened his clothes, and didn't ask any more questions, "Long time no see."

"Long time no see." Zhen Qing nodded with a smile, and waved the hand that was interlocked with Qiu Bieyi in front of Li Ying, "This is my love, Qiu Bieyi."

Li Ying raised his hand and shook hands with Qiu Bieyi, "Hello, Li Ying."

Qiu Bieyi: "Hello."

Shen Sili: "Ah Qing, can you tell Ah Ying about your affairs?"

Zhenqing nodded, "Okay."

Shen Sili briefly explained Zhenqing's current situation, and halfway through his speech, he realized, "That's not right. How could you let anyone see you this time?"

Zhenqing explained, "My divine power has stabilized and Qiuqiu and I have restored the divine position in the space. I came to see you directly with my soul sliced."

Although Shen Sili didn't understand it clearly, it was fine as long as it didn't hinder their meeting.

As a staunch materialist and atheist, Patriarch Li had experienced all kinds of ups and downs in the past thirty years without any ripples, his heart was as calm as still water. But at this moment, he was unable to process his computer for more than ten minutes just because of these few words.

Li Ying was still in the process of restarting, while Qiu Bieyi had consciously become the background board, while Zhen Qing and Shen Sili were chattering happily in the front.

Li Ying was in a trance, absorbing the fact that the two people in front of him were two gods. He said to Qiu Bieyi in disbelief, "You just told me your origins like this?"

Qiu Bieyi still looked gentle and elegant, with a gentle smile on his face, and said softly, "Brother trusts Sili."

Li Ying nodded and looked at Shen Sili in front of him with a bright smile, feeling happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Sili just said that you guys will also come on our wedding day?"

Qiu Bieyi nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, maybe I should give you a happy wedding that comes ten years late?"

Li Ying laughed out loud, "Thank you."

Qiu Bieyi gave Li Ying a blessing in return.

Because they arrived after dinner, Shen Sili had no choice but to order a bunch of fried chicken, crayfish and Coke.

The four of them gathered on the sofa carpet in the living room. Zhenqing picked up a wing and handed it to Qiu Bieyi: "Qiuqiu, try it."

"Okay." Qiu Bieyi smiled as he peeled the crayfish for Zhenqing, then lowered his head and took a bite. "Mm, delicious."

Zhenqing smiled and took a bite of the chicken leg, "I've eaten so many fried chicken legs, and this has to be the KFC of our planet."

Shen Sili hurriedly grabbed the last remaining wing, "Damn it, leave one for me!"

"Oh, I finally get to come here once." Zhenqing said with a smile, "Please let me."

"No." Shen Sili put the wing in Li Ying's bowl, "A Ying likes to eat this."

"You are a man who values ​​women over friends!"

"Aren't you saying the same thing?"

"Siri."

"Ok?"

"Do you think this is your favorite star?"

"no....."

"Qiuqiu, why are you standing there? The last crayfish belongs to us!"

"Damn it, Zhenqing, you're still such a dog!"

The four of them gathered around the coffee table, watching the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala and raising their glasses in laughter.

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"