Xiyao

"Hush, don't wake him up," said the demon.

He is really an existence that is difficult to be mistaken.

Almost instantly, Chu Genglou understood who he was.

Regardless of the pair of rare-colored pupils, the demon's eyebrows and eyes are as if carved by a jade craftsman from a flawless white biscuit, delicate and cold, without any popularity.

He is more like a statue without temperature than a living creature.

But when he turned sideways, he could see that he held Chu Jiangli in his arms tightly and carefully, as if he had lost and recovered, treating him as fragile and fragile as porcelain.

This was a somewhat weird posture, because Chu Jiangli was taller than Yao, Li Ruo couldn't hug him completely, but just sat there on his knees, making a gesture of hugging him.

Although the demon's appearance was so sudden, whether it was his attitude in the past or the obvious protective posture at this time, it showed that he was not malicious.

Chu Genglou hesitated for a moment, walked over, knelt down to check Chu Jiangli's condition, and found that his adoptive father had just passed out, and the most serious wound on his body was only a few shallow scratches.

Falling from such a high place, such an injury is extremely light, completely out of the normal range.

It was almost as if someone caught him when he fell.

And who caught the unconscious Chu Jiangli in the middle of the road was obviously self-evident.

Chu Genglou let go of his heart that had been hanging for a while. He looked at his adoptive father carefully and several times, and when he noticed something was wrong, he suddenly became nervous again.

He stood up abruptly, raised his head and searched around, causing the demon to ask suspiciously, "What are you looking for?"

"It's gone," the boy gestured a few times, "The white conch shell that my father never leaves is gone."

General Chu's waist was empty, only the tassels tied with conch shells were left.

"It's probably where he fell when he fell, did you see it?"

The monster's mint green eyes narrowed: "White... conch?"

He put his face on the top of Chu Jiangli's hair, and said, "If you're looking for something that looks like this, then you don't need to look for it."

"Why?" Chu Genglou was puzzled.

He heard Li Ruo's plain and casual answer, "Because he is right in front of you."

It is right in front of you.

The young man blinked, and a crazy thought suddenly occurred to him.

That was crazy, and explained too much of the weird dissonance of it all.

He looked at the demon, staring at that unreally beautiful face, and said firmly, "It's you."

"That conch is you."

The truth is, very, very simple.

As long as you are willing to think about it.

Li Ruo nodded: "My body is just an empty shell."

"Unlike most demons, my real body is more fragile than the human form, so I have always used my human body to walk in the world."

"Humans respect me as the demon king, and guess that my real body must be a powerful demon, but they don't know my blood, which is actually very ordinary."

He wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Chu Genglou, "Father said, you have already left!"

The boy's chest rose and fell violently, and his emotions were rarely so agitated, but this extremely simple truth shattered his calmness beyond his age, and made him look like a real child like never before.

Li Ruo took a serious look at him, held Chu Jiangli in his arms, and said calmly: "I never left."

The content and tone of this sentence made Chu Genglou even more angry: "He has been missing you, if you haven't left, why didn't you tell him?!"

Demon, sighed lightly.

His light-colored pupils were covered with a thin layer of tiredness and vicissitudes, and his expression was strangely solemn and helpless: "He doesn't want to see me."

"A Li's wish is never to see each other again."

Li Ruo said coldly: "I did it."

Chu Genglou was dumbfounded at his almost shameless behavior, looked at his adoptive father in his arms, his posture was intimate and gentle, and murmured: "What is this not seeing each other again?"

The demon frowned, and said seriously: "He said that we will never 'see' each other."

With his temperatureless fingers, he combed Chu Jiangli's grass-leafed hair: "Only two people can be regarded as 'meeting'."

"I watched him, accompanied him, guarded him, and did not break my promise."

There is only one party, and it is not a "meeting".

Li Ruo tilted her head and glanced at Chu Genglou: "You asked Ah Li a question that day, and I heard it too."

"But I don't understand, why do you think we are unfortunate?"

"Although we will never meet again, we have never been separated."

The young man opened his mouth and said with some difficulty: "Even if you are by father's side, you are no different from a dead object. What is the difference from leaving?"

"Father, he didn't even know that you were beside him. You were just a short distance away, and you could touch him as soon as you stretched out your hand."

He hesitated: "Do you think this can be called happiness?"

Under his astonished gaze, Li Ruo nodded naturally.

"He has no regrets, and neither do I."

"When he misses me, I'll be by his side. When he's cold, I can use demon power to keep him warm. When he's trapped in a nightmare, I'll sit aside and wipe him with a quilt. "

"In the past ten years, we have never been separated for a moment."

The demon stared at the young man: "I don't understand human feelings, but what human beings want is to stay together forever and grow old together."

"The demon will not grow old, but I have enough time to accompany him until the end."

"How, it's not a white head?"

The bond between Chu Jiangli and Li Ruo stems from repeated killings that couldn't be worse.

A cold-blooded demon, looking for something that can give him warmth from the blood.

From the moment he killed the first person, it was destined that the policeman would not choose to forgive.

However, their encounter was also doomed.

For Chu Jiangli, the "farewell" that lasted nearly half his life was nothing more than an instant for Yu Yao.

Chu Jiangli never regretted his final choice.Li Ruo didn't feel any regrets about such a "separation".

He was right beside his arrester, silently watching, accompanying, close at hand, within reach.

That's all I want.

So he would talk to Chu Geng without hesitation, we are not unlucky.

There is neither what you ask for, nor betrayal and suspicion.

Compared with so many people in this world, the catcher and his demon couldn't be more fortunate.

The young man blinked blankly. He was born precocious, but he couldn't fully understand the long and plain emotion that seemed to have been washed by time and all impurities had been precipitated.

An unusually shrill scream tore apart the silence and his thoughts like a tear.

Chu Genglou raised his head and looked up the mountain. He didn't know what happened, but when he heard Li Ruo's tone of voice was unusually cold, "You can still scream."

His mint green eyes cast a cool shadow for the first time, and he combed Chu Jiangli's hair with his hands, as if there was nothing worth doing other than this, meticulous and focused.

"What did you do?" Chu Genglou's long-standing uneasiness and disharmony finally found an outlet.

Li Ruo was too calm and calm from the beginning to the end, he caught the falling policeman, just sat there on his knees, hugged him in his arms, and Xu Xu whispered his heart.

The demon is never harmless and tolerant. The reason why he did nothing may be that there is no need to do anything anymore.

He answered irrelevantly and asked, "That little bird didn't save you, and you will be fine."

"Ah Li is getting weaker and weaker." Li Ruo said with trembling eyelashes, "Back then, he was injured to the utmost in order to activate sleepiness. Even if he saved his life, he didn't have much time left."

"How could I allow someone to hurt him again in front of me?"

His face was expressionless, as if he was saying something very ordinary: "I once took away one of Ah Li's eyes and took part of his flesh and blood. Existence will be backlashed by evil thoughts."

"However they want to hurt him, they will become what they are."

"For example," Yao Yi pointed at the hillside, "that person pushed him down, trying to kill him, and now he should have turned into a pool of bones and flesh."

He smiled coldly: "It's fair, isn't it?"

Chu Genglou was speechless for a moment.

After a while, he said, "Father won't like this."

"Will you tell him?"

"No," the boy bowed his head, "I'm not as kind as my father."

"I hate to be hurt." He looked at his bruised palm, "If it was me who was pushed down the hillside, I would stab his heart without hesitation."

"And, there will be no guilt."

The young man turned his head and stared at Chu Jiangli who was still in a coma: "These fathers can't do it."

"He is such a kind, even a little stupid person."

"But there's nothing wrong with being kind."

"Father is not wrong either."

Chu Genglou said softly, "It's just that I'm not as good as him."

He spoke frankly, Yao was slightly taken aback, shook his head and said, "You're not like Ah Li."

"I am not like my father, nor like anyone else." Chu Genglou replied, "I am myself."

Li Ruo's eyes narrowed, and he quickly whispered a word.

Before his words landed lightly like snow, his figure blurred like a dream under the sun and dissipated in the air.

Chu Jiangli woke up.

The policeman was still a little confused when he woke up, and subconsciously touched the conch on his waist.

The cold touch made him slowly recall what happened

, Immediately went to look for Chu Genglou in a panic.

He looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he found his adopted son by his side.

Chu Genglou chewed on the demon's words, saw his adoptive father wake up, suddenly remembered something, and his mood suddenly fell.

The boy lowered his head and said aggrievedly, "Father, the basket and everything are all lost."

They have been busy for most of the day, but after all this trouble, there is nothing left.

Chu Jiangli barely sat up on the ground, and laughed when he heard the words: "It's good that people are fine."

Chu Genglou was still unhappy.

He hates not being rewarded for his efforts.

The policeman stretched out his hand to pat his head soothingly: "Go upstairs, let's go home."

"Hmm." The boy responded.

He glanced at the white conch on Chu Jiangli's waist, helped his adoptive father up, and walked home slowly together.

In the last precious moment, Li Ruo said a word to him.

"Golden scales are not a thing in a pond, and you are not a fish in a pond, but you will never be able to transform into a dragon."

Chu Genglou is a person who knows exactly what he wants.

When he thinks about everything, he starts from himself.

Therefore, don't forget me.

He can go a long way because of this, and he will also stop because of it.

The young man's mind was exquisite and clear, and he immediately understood what the demon meant, and thought: "It is enough."

People live for the rest of their lives, but they are seeking for benevolence and benevolence.

What Chu Genglou wanted was to get what he wanted.

It's a simple, yet extravagant idea.

The author has something to say: In the next update, I must finish Xi Yao......