In the book, the villain male second was conquered by me and became a loyal dog

When the last bit of spiritual power was injected, Yu Qingci collapsed on the edge of the bed as if exhausted.

He was breathing heavily, but his eyes never left Tong Huanyou's quiet face.

After a short rest, he slowly raised his hand, and with his movements as gentle as if he was touching the most precious treasure in the world, he stroked her face.

"You said you didn't have much affection for me...but you were willing to die for him."

"From the beginning to the end, the words of love were obviously all lies, but I still enjoyed it..."

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth, filled with deep sorrow.

"Tong Huanyou, do you feel a sense of accomplishment when you play tricks on me? Why am I inferior to Xie Zhili?"

His voice unconsciously rose, with a hint of hysterical questioning.

"Everyone says he is pure and ethereal, like a banished immortal."

A self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"And I am just a monster with a cruel nature... Is that how you see me?"

"I wanted to kill him, to tear him to pieces! But you risked your life to save him..."

At this point, his voice was almost hoarse and broken.

His eyes were filled with viciousness, morbidity, ferocity, and love that could not be concealed.

That complicated gaze was like a tangled mess in the darkness, making people shudder and feel pity at the same time.

Then, his fingertips slid down slowly, and his bony palm covered Tong Huanhuan's fragile neck.

Veins bulged on the back of his hand, but his fingertips didn't exert any force at all.

"So now, I want to kill you so that you won't look at anyone else and will only stay with me forever."

half an hour.

Finally, he withdrew his hand with a sad smile, and all his strength seemed to be drained away. He muttered to himself:

"But if that happens, you won't laugh anymore, and I can't bear to..."

The sound was as light as fallen leaves in the wind, drifting in the silent air.

He stood up slowly and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the familiar jade hairpin on Tong Huanyou's head.

His expression changed slightly and he couldn't help but take it off.

Turn around and leave the room.

Over the next two days, Princess Chen invited an imperial physician to treat the injuries of the two.

Song Yingyue also took good care of Tong Huanyou and changed her into clean clothes.

It was out of gratitude for her saving Xie Zhili, and also out of... Yu Qingci's worry over the past two days.

In the evening, there would always be a dark figure quietly appearing beside Tong Huanyou's bed, silently supplying him with spiritual power.

Before leaving, a wintersweet is always placed on the bedside of the room.

The wintersweet blooms beautifully, emitting a faint fragrance.

The cold moon hung high in the sky, and the cool moonlight fell on the eaves of Tong Huanyou's room like water.

The young man in black clothes leaned against the eaves, and the cold wind blew, lifting the corners of his clothes.

He raised his head slightly, looking up at the stars, his face looking even colder under the moonlight.

……

You can ask for the moon, you can get the flowers, but you cannot get them.

……

Dreamland.

In this third-tier small city and my hometown in the suburbs, the atmosphere of the Lantern Festival is particularly strong.

Outside the window, fireworks bloomed in the night sky, and the colorful lights illuminated half the sky.

This caused Tong Huanyou to turn his head and look out the window from time to time.

On the dining table, the carefully cooked braised spareribs exude an enticing aroma.

Tong Huanyou's gaze was instantly drawn back. He picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. The tender and juicy ribs blossomed between his taste buds.

She narrowed her eyes in satisfaction and said with a smile, "Mom, the braised pork ribs you made are really amazing, so delicious!"

Tong's mother smiled at her, her eyes full of love: "If it tastes good, eat more. Go out to school and see if you become too skinny."

She ate her meal in big mouthfuls, mumbling, "The food in the cafeteria is not as delicious as what my mom cooks."

Tong's mother patted her head gently and said, "Then you should eat more and make up for what you didn't eat before."

The mother and daughter ate the delicious meal while chatting about family matters.

Tong Huanyou and Tong's mother were sharing interesting things that happened in school recently. When they talked about the funny parts, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Tong's mother cares about Tong Huanyou's life and tells her to get enough rest and not to overwork herself.

After dinner, Tong Huanyou happily pulled her mother to the yard to prepare to set off fireworks.

She carefully lit the fuse of the firework and quickly ran back to her mother.

With a "whoosh" sound, the fireworks shot straight into the night sky, blooming with colorful lights.

The mother and daughter looked at the bright fireworks in the sky and laughed happily.

Just then, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the wintersweet tree she had planted last year.

The wintersweet tree has now grown up, and the flowers are in full bloom, emitting a refreshing fragrance.

Tong Huan said leisurely: "The wintersweet is blooming."

Tong's mother nodded gently: "Yes, they are still blooming well, do you want to pick some and take them to the bath?"

“Take…a bath.”

When Tong Huanyou heard this, he was suddenly stunned and his thoughts drifted away in an instant.

A scene seemed to appear before my eyes.

Holding a freshly picked wintersweet in her hand, she trotted into a room, pushed the door open and walked in.

But I saw a young man sitting in a wooden bath tub.

The boy's skin was slightly flushed under the mist, and his black hair was wet and stuck to his cheeks.

The wintersweets in his hand fell to the ground in an instant.

Seeing her in a daze, Tong's mother waved her hand and asked, "What's wrong, youngest daughter?"

Tong Huanyou came back to his senses, staring blankly at his loving mother, and slowly said, "Mom... I..."

Tong's mother looked at her like this, a knowing smile appeared on her lips, and she asked gently, "Are you leaving?"

Tong Huanyou lowered his head slightly, twisted the corners of his clothes unconsciously with his hands, and nodded gently.

"You won't be with Mom anymore?"

As soon as Tong's mother finished speaking, Tong Huanyou's eyes were filled with tears.

She raised her head and looked at Tong's mother's eyes full of reluctance. Her lips trembled slightly and her voice was choked with sobs:

"Mom, please wait a little longer. I will be back. But there is someone who needs me very much..."

Tong's mother smiled gently. She reached out her hand, stroked her baby daughter's head, and asked softly, "Does the girl like that guy?"

Tong Huanyou was stunned for a moment, and the image of the young man dancing with a sword in the snow at the stern of the ship that day appeared in his mind.

The snowflakes fell on his shoulders and hair, but they could not conceal the radiance radiating from him.

"I like it, I like it very much."

"What's his name? Can you tell mom?"

"His name is Yu Qingci."

Tong's mother looked loving and said, "Go ahead. Mom is at home, waiting for you to come back."

Tong Huanyou tried hard to hold back her tears, but they slid down her cheeks uncontrollably, leaving two clear tear marks.

"it is good."

[System: Stripped emotions are being returned to the host...]

The scene before my eyes was like fragile glass, shattering with a bang.

In an instant, the light dissipated, and darkness surged in like a tide, completely engulfing Tong Huanyou.

She felt dizzy and then opened her eyes again.

It is surrounded by tall, cold red and yellow walls.

The cold wind whistled past, causing her to hug her arms tightly and take two steps forward with lingering fear.

Suddenly, she saw a little child squatting on the grass with his back to her, throwing something with his hands.