Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms

For several seconds, Chuhe's mind went blank, he just stared at the iron chain, motionless, as if he had forgotten to breathe.

"Zhou Hui..." It took him a while to make a slight and hoarse voice: "...Zhou Hui?"

The bedroom door clicked, Zhou Hui walked in with a steaming teacup, and said calmly, "Are you awake?"

——His expression and voice are so natural, as if he just woke up in the morning and greeted gently, are you awake?Did you sleep well last night?

The attitude was so natural that Chuhe looked at him and then at the head of the bed made of fine steel, and couldn't say anything for a while.

Zhou Hui had basically healed from the injuries he suffered in the sea of ​​dead air. His newborn skin was a little pale, but his expression was elegant and calm, his figure was strong and vigorous, and his polite and irresistible aura was wrapped in black clothes, giving him An indescribably restrained sense of awe.

"You're too weak to drink this."

Zhou Hui sat by the bed, hugged Chu He's upper body with one hand, leaned gently in his arms, and fed him the steaming black liquid in the teacup.

As soon as Chuhe's head was off the pillow, he became extremely dizzy. In addition, he couldn't exert any strength on his left arm, so he drank several sips without any resistance, and then he reluctantly turned his head and asked, "This...what is this?"

"It doesn't taste good?" Zhou Hui took a sip, "It's not bad."

"Do not……"

"It's not easy to get this, don't let me down."

Zhou Hui gently wiped away the water from the corner of his mouth, then pulled the back of his neck very gently and firmly, and fed him several mouthfuls until the liquid reached the bottom of the cup, and then gently put the teacup on the bedside table.

Chuhe coughed hoarsely—even the cough was weak.

He had consumed too much blood in his heart, and his whole body showed a dangerous paleness. Only when he coughed, did his cheeks show a slight blush, which made his face look almost transparent, even in the dark. The light blue blood vessels on the side of the neck are clearly visible.

Zhou Hui patted his back lightly, and leaned his head against his shoulder.

His shoulder muscles are thick and extremely resilient, and the thin clothing should have been exposed to the sun, full of the dry air unique to the sun.

This posture is actually very comfortable. Chu He lowered his eyelashes and greedily breathed the warm smell. At first, he struggled to ask about the iron chain, but his mind soon became trance.

In the haze, he could only feel Zhou Hui's palm gently caressing his face.

"You are too weak..." he said in a low voice, "...should sleep more."

·

Chuhe wakes up every time he wakes up. Every time he wakes up, he will be fed that weird and viscous black liquid, and then quickly loses consciousness and falls into a dark and sweet dreamland again.

He had a lot of dreams, all of which were chaotic and bizarre. They were not only about anxiety and fear, but also about the memories of his family of four living together many years ago when the child was young.At that time, even Maha was a little bird running around, Garuda was still a newborn who only knew how to cry, Zhou Hui had just achieved a delicate reconciliation and balance with Tiandao, and the family finally emerged from the chaos between the six realms. Moha moved to the human world; Maha found everything new, and chattered around his parents every day, asking questions about this and that. Sometimes Zhou Hui was annoyed by the questions, so he hugged Maha and put it on his head, ignoring his squeaks. Squeaking loudly, laughing and screaming, he rushed up the mountain forest around the field ridge...

That was the rare time when Zhou Hui lived peacefully with Maha.

Since when did all this quietly change?

When Maha grew up slowly, his temper became more and more bad-tempered, and even appeared the demon blood eyes unique to his biological father?

When Zhou Hui found that the soul of the eldest son became more and more familiar, just like his young self in the mirror, and even perfectly reproduced the evil, bloodthirsty, violent and cold soul that was a monster?

Or earlier, one night late at night, the young Maha knocked on the door of his parents' room crying in terror, crying and saying that he had dreamed of his mother's tragic death in front of his eyes?

This ominous seed planted by fate many years ago finally broke through the ground and germinated over time. In a corner of this family, a ferocious smile quietly appeared.

·

Chu He didn't know how long he slept, and when he finally woke up one day, looking at the black liquid that Zhou Hui brought again, he suddenly realized something: "...There is a tranquilizer in this thing, right?"

Zhou Hui looked at him quietly.

The bedroom doors and windows are still closed, the curtains are thick and opaque, and the confined space is safe and warm.It's just that the light was too dim, which made Zhou Hui's handsome and profound face a little blurry.

"...This is a kind of blood-producing plant that grows near the blood sea in the demon world. Its juice is boiled after drying and chopping, and it also has the effect of helping sleep." After a long while, he said softly, "You need to sleep more, I have no other intentions. "

As soon as Chu He raised his left hand, the iron chain made a rattling sound: "What about this one?"

The broken part of his left arm was almost healed, but he was still weak and unable to use his strength.He once tried to break free from the iron chain, but as soon as he struggled a little, his muscles convulsed, his fingers trembled, and his fingertips were cold and numb due to long-term lack of blood.

Zhou Hui grabbed his cold-skinned hand and held it in his palm, rubbing his thumb lightly on the back of his hand.This posture is actually a bit like an antique lover touching his favorite collection, but his face was calm, and after a while he said leisurely: "What's the matter? It's just that the blood vessels in it haven't grown well, I'm afraid you will move around .”

"...Then I won't move, can you open it?"

Zhou Hui was silent for a moment, Chu He stared at him without blinking, and after a while he saw him laughing: "It's ok, just give me a kiss, and I'll open it."

Chu He was startled.

He slowly poked his head over, almost touching Zhou Hui's nose, and smelled the vigorous and refreshing breath of this man like a bush.

This smell made him a little dazed, and the tip of his nose could not help moving and sniffing lightly on his cheeks and lips, while the breath was entangled, a slight drunkenness rose from the depths of his mind.

"Zhou Hui..." he subconsciously said.

Zhou Hui lowered his eyes to look at him with a slight smile, which seemed to hide a little imperceptible encouragement.

Chuhe closed his eyes and pressed a deep kiss on his warm lips.

The lingering and ambiguous breath rises from the darkness, like a blurred dream.But this dream is strangely peaceful and peaceful, and all the anxiety of struggling and hopelessness and the fear of not being able to ask for it gradually fade away, turning into faint stars in the sky.

"Phoenix..." Zhou Hui rubbed his slightly rough thumb on his cheek, felt the delicate and cold temperature, and let out a low, inaudible sigh.

"My... little phoenix..."

Chuhe looked up at him, his mind was not clear, and his eyes were still a little loose.At that moment, his watery eyes were as blank as a distant boyhood. Even if he was going to step on the thorns and walk into the abyss, he still stumbled and moved forward indomitably.

Zhou Hui pressed his head against his chest, kissed his hair, and then put his hand into his chest.

Chuhe was short of breath and struggled slightly, but was quickly pressed down by Zhou Hui.A moment later, he stretched out his hand from Chuhe's chest, holding a key impressively.

—that was the bronze key that once hung beneath his heart.

Chu He's pupils dilated suddenly, but Zhou Hui bent down and used the key to unlock the iron lock on his wrist.

"Your spinal lock..." he said leisurely, "not this one."

Chu He's fingertips trembled slightly, but Zhou Hui laughed, with a hint of pity-like banter in his eyes, he drank the black juice in the teacup on the bedside table, and leaned over to feed Chu He mouth to mouth.

Probably because of the emotional fluctuations, Chuhe didn't respond at all, all the juice slipped down his throat smoothly between the entanglement of lips and tongue, Zhou Hui stretched out his tongue and licked off the little medicine juice left on the corner of his lips: " Go to sleep, have a good sleep."

·

After a few weeks, Chuhe was finally allowed to get up, eat liquid food, and walk out of the bedroom.

However, he still couldn't go out. Zhou Hui strictly controlled his range of activities this time, and drew forbidden spells on windows, balconies, and even the bathroom ventilation fan.

In fact, he doesn't have to be like this, because Chuhe's physical strength is not enough to support him to go outside.The temperature in the house has been carefully adjusted. Under the warm autumn sun, he often nestled on the sofa and fell asleep without knowing it. Then Zhou Hui, who was sitting on the edge reading a book, held him in his arms and cuddled with each other until dusk.

Phoenix's extremely poor blood energy was slowly replenished, but the injuries accumulated over the years had not healed, his body was still very weak, and his physical strength was also controlled to a certain extent—this was the effect of the lumbar spine chain lock.

Zhou Hui would sometimes carry him from the sofa back to the comfortable big bed in the bedroom after he was sound asleep, stroke his lower back, which was deeply recessed above the buttocks, and caress over and over again the ring lock that penetrated the lumbar vertebrae.

He seemed to be satisfying a secret and hidden desire from this behavior, a terrible desire to control that was not easily revealed, but both of them were tacitly aware of it.

·

Occasionally, when Chuhe could stay awake for a long time, Zhou Hui would tell him something that happened outside.

The investigation into the Snow Mountain Goddess incident is coming to an end, including quelling the rumors, clearing up dead spirits, and appeasing all walks of life. The aftermath has almost been completed.The body of the instigator of this incident - Liao Liang, the third generation of the Military Commission, was found in the tunnel. He was probably corroded to death after inhaling too much dead air. The remains of his "first love" Lu Xiaochen.

Sadly, after investigation, it was discovered that Lu Xiaochen and Liao Liang were just college classmates, and had never had a so-called relationship.Lu Xiaochen and Bo Chao were a couple in college. After graduation, they both went abroad for further studies. They never knew about Liao Liang's secret love for him. After returning to China to find a job, they met Liao Liang again by chance. Pursuing almost like persecution, he immediately chose to stay away in shock, and even withdrew his resume submitted to Liao Liang's company.

But then everything spiraled out of control.Liao Liang tricked him into making it impossible for him to find a job in the industry. At the same time, he greeted the police station and detained Bo Chao.An angry Lu Xiaochen went to Liao Liang to reason, and there was a dispute in his words. Liao Liang kidnapped and imprisoned him emotionally, and locked him in the private villa under his name.

At the same time, under the conscious approach and guidance of the Snow Mountain Goddess Shakti, Liao Liang decided to kill Bo Chao and eliminate future troubles forever.This is so similar to Shakti's assassination of the Phoenix Ming King back then, the only difference is that Shakti failed back then, so he was deprived of his godhead and fell into the six realms of reincarnation; while Liao Liang succeeded easily by relying on his financial power and power. His body was hidden in the cement wall of the abandoned warehouse.

But the subsequent developments quickly escaped Liao Liang's control.

After Lu Xiaochen learned about Bo Chao's murder, he tried to revenge and assassinate Liao Liang, but soon failed miserably because of his complete inexperience.Under the double blow of physiology and psychology, he collapsed. In desperation, he made a very drastic move - he escaped from Liao Liang's villa one day when the guards were not strict, and came to the warehouse where Bo Chao was murdered committed suicide.

Maybe he just wanted to die with his lover, but the coincidence of locations really helped Zhou Hui quickly find the warehouse and make their grievances known to the world—this is a later story.

After Lu Xiaochen committed suicide, Liao Liang was devastated. He kept the body of his loved one and asked for help from the "Mirror Banshee" who he thought was omnipotent.So Shakti helped him lure many bar boys to go home, and then killed and buried Lu Xiaochen's body after extracting Yang Qi, using Yang Qi to keep the last bit of activity on Lu Xiaochen's body; As for the bar boy who turned into a jumping corpse, it attracted the attention of the special department of national security.

Everything that followed was chaotic and out of hand.After Shakti got the phoenix soul, she definitely did not use it to revive Lu Xiaochen like she tricked Liao Liang, but planned to use the soul to deal with Zhou Hui in conjunction with the Qiandu mirror polar boundary; Liao Liang almost went crazy, Shakti shoved him into the tunnel impatiently, but as soon as the sea of ​​death came out, Liao Liang had no way out under the tunnel.

"—In short, it is a tragedy caused by crazy and twisted love." Zhou Hui took an art album and leaned on the sofa lazily flipping through it: "Love parting, resentment meets, what you ask for, life is three Great suffering, impossible to detect."

Chu He leaned in his arms, and after a long time said softly: "This is not called love... Even if there is love, Liao Liang just loves himself. Or, he just fell in love with the one who was begged in fantasy. No, I have no regrets..."

Zhou Hui laughed, and said lightly, "Honey, what's the possessiveness that comes from love? Your logic doesn't make sense."

Chuhe didn't argue with him. After a moment of silence, he changed the topic: "——What about Deputy Yu and the others? How did they escape?"

Yu Fu was able to survive because Situ suddenly turned into a jerk at a critical moment and blocked the fatal blow of King Jiang III.Yan is a top-level monster that has been cultivated by zombies to become a drought, and the drought has been cultivated. Once the transformed zombies appear, they will travel thousands of miles, and even have the strength to fight dragons. Although they are called beasts, they are actually creatures belonging to hell. .

After the Golden Retriever appeared, he took off all his skin, and wrapped Yu Jingzhong and several of his men before the dead sea water flooded the stone chamber, thus gaining precious 10 minutes.Before Yupi was completely eroded by the sea of ​​dead air, Yu Jingzhong and the others finally found the exit of the sewer and escaped from the sea of ​​dead air.

However, the jiaopi, which had stored mana for hundreds of years, was completely decayed and turned into ashes, and the golden-haired jiao, who had lost its skin, was reduced to a drought demon. This is why when he attacked the Snow Mountain Goddess later, he appeared in the posture of a zombie instead of a monster.

If Situ Yingzhi wants to return to his peak state from the drought, luck, opportunity, and a long time are indispensable.He is the man who is responsible for the three groups. After the disaster, the three groups were seriously injured, plus the fifth group that was wiped out in the Guoan turmoil, and the fourth group that was the same with and without the Guoan Sixth Group. The human resources of the group finally broke through the lowest point in history again.

Yu Jingzhong issued a call-up order to Team Leader Wu No. [-] who was stationed in the Northeast. At the same time, he insinuated several times, wanting Zhou Hui to release Chuhe to rebuild the fourth team, but Zhou Hui didn't let go.

As if nothing had happened, he spent a lot of time at home with Chuhe every day, although the latter was groggy most of the time, and his exhausted and weak body forced him to be silent and obedient.

But Zhou Hui didn't care.

He leaned on the sofa in the living room with Chu He in his arms, and sometimes read to him. Under the golden sunlight in late autumn, Prince Niankala Fu met the arrogant and cold Princess Turandot for the first time, and fell in love with her madly. , calling her name three times under the tower and announcing that she wants to marry her.

Zhou Hui's voice was deep, deep and full of magnetism, like a pebble thrown into the sun, causing moving ripples.

This apartment hidden in a huge city is like a small isolated island in a chaotic world, facing the coming thunder, lightning and wind and rain in the distance, sticking to the current fragile and short-lived tranquility.