Jinmu Qingli

"How could I let you die?"

There was a familiar voice in his ear, and Mu Qing was overjoyed. Turning his head, he saw JK behind him, with his arms around his waist, and his strong chest pressed against his back. Although JK's chest was not warm, but The warmth given at this moment cannot be described in words.

"JK..." Mu Qingli called out softly with trembling lips, tears filled his eyes, he really wanted to cry, he was still doubting this man just now, the person who saved him at this moment is still this man.It is said that the person who can arrive in time in a dangerous moment is the most cherished person in this life, he is not a king.

"Huh? Why are you crying? Are you so moved?" JK laughed softly, hugging Mu Qingli tightly with his arms, the wind whistling in his ears quickly, bringing the broken petals of lavender in the backyard to fly in the air, entering the cold Mu Qingli squeezed tears out of his eyes, lying on his back on JK's body, his chest behind him was cold and cold, he could clearly see the blue sky and the ever-changing cloud.

"Thank you...really..." Mu Qingli smiled, not knowing why he was so relieved at the moment, he knew that with this person, he would not die today.

JK chuckled and said in a low voice, "Close your eyes."

Mu Qingli closed his eyes lightly, feeling too much in his heart, he felt that his life was really not in his own hands, he would never survive if others let him die, and he would never die if others let him live .

"You can open it." JK brushed away the scattered hair on Mu Qingli's cheeks, and his voice was magnetically transmitted to Mu Qingli's ears.

Mu Qingli opened his eyes, and the goal he entered was the familiar bed curtain. The texture of the silk under his body was the same as the feeling he brought every night. The sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows gradually shifted and faded with the light and shadow.

This is his own room.

Mu Qingli raised his head, and his goal was JK's handsome profile like a Greek god's. At the moment, he was a little too pale, and his originally bright red lips were now white. Mu Qingli didn't see that face when he looked up as usual The ink-colored pupils with light flashing around, JK at this moment is so quiet that he doesn't seem like a living person.

"JK-----" Mu Qingli frowned, and crawled towards JK who was lying quietly with a worried expression on his face.

"JK?" Mu Qingli reached out his hand to shake the lifeless man, the cold feeling of the tentacles made Mu Qingli's heart feel cold, and a string in his heart snapped.

Mu Qingli stared blankly at the man on the bed, he couldn't be found in the light outside, and in the dark afterglow of the setting sun in front of him, taking a step back was them hiding in the darkness. "JK...are you alright?" Mu Qingli put his hand on the man's pale face like snow, it was just cold and without warmth, how could something happen to such a powerful man

Seeing that the other party didn't answer him, Mu Qingli couldn't help thinking of Huaqu who left, he didn't want to lose such a good person to him again, his fingers outlined every outline of the man, and he was exactly the same as Yu Jinxian when he closed his eyes.The palms slid down, and the warm palms were covering JK's cold heart. Mu Qingli couldn't feel his heartbeat, and his chest was quiet, weird, without any ups and downs.

"Surprise."

Mu Qingli raised his head, and the tears in his eyes were like broken pearls, falling down in big ones.

"I'm just a spirit body that exists attached to others."

JK was expressionless, and looked at Mu Qingli with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Only you can see me. I have been alone here for hundreds of years, and I finally waited for you."

Mu Qingli sniffed, her throat was so choked that she couldn't speak.

"I can't see the light, but I can't see you in danger." JK looked weak and pale.

"You have JoeVen, you like Jin."

JK raised his somewhat transparent hand and took a closer look.

"All I can do is to occasionally consume my spiritual power to help others."

Mu Qingli's tears became more and more fierce, how could he be so kind to everyone?All he can do now is just listen.

"Sometimes I don't even know what I am." JK slowly turned his head and looked at Mu Qingli with tears streaming down his face.

"I... don't know anything about you." Mu Qingli wiped away his tears, but couldn't finish the remaining tears.

JK smiled, "I don't know much about you either."

Mu Qingli hugged the lying JK violently, holding tightly with both hands.

"Do you like me? Even just a little bit?"