The cinnabar mole that became a god after escaping from death

Qingxing didn't need to sleep to replenish his energy, but he didn't want to make the kitten more suspicious, so he accepted it silently.

After Pei Chu hurriedly took a shower, he casually put on some clothes and slipped out, happily climbed onto the bed, and got into the side of the bed.

The size of the bachelor apartment is small, and the bedroom is not big, but the advantage is that the floor is high and the scenery is beautiful, and there is a silent and meandering traffic flow under the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Qingxing wore a simple white shirt, and sat at the desk to handle official business.

"Colonel, are you sleepy?" Pei Chu poked his head out of the quilt and asked in a low voice.

It was still raining heavily outside the window, filled with the lights of distant traffic, and a thin layer of misty blue appeared in his eyes.

Qingxing has never been so close to others, feeling a little uncomfortable, frowned: "Not sleepy."

"That's great." Pei Chu rolled over and lay down, holding his chin with both hands, looking up at him with his eyes bent, "Then why don't you chat with me?"

Qing Xing's half-drooped eyelashes were cold and indifferent: "What are you talking about?"

Pei Chu thought for a while and asked in a low voice, "Why did you stay in the Holy Court?"

Qing Xing paused while turning over the document, and looked sideways.

Pei Chu looked at him with only curiosity in his eyes.

He supported his upper body and swayed his calves, his loose collar fell slightly, revealing a section of warm white collarbone.

Qingxing looked away: "There is nowhere to go."

Probably not expecting this answer, Pei Chu let out an "ah".

After a while, he suddenly whispered shyly, "Then I'll be with you all the time, okay?"

After Pei Chu finished speaking, he waited for a long time, but he still didn't hear the other party's answer, and he didn't care. He just turned over with great effort, and lay down on his back with his limbs wide open.

After thinking about it, he suddenly frowned in distress and muttered, "But I can't seem to stay here forever."

The pen in Qing Xing's hand paused, and he raised his eyes to look over, with a hidden inquiry in his eyes: "Why?"

Pei Chu faltered and rolled his eyes, scratched his hair, and whispered vaguely: "Anyway, your souls can only live for three to five hundred years. I'll leave after you die."

Qingxing didn't make a sound, stared at him for a while, and then looked away.

Pei Chu had already been distracted by the uproar of the rain, he got under the quilt and climbed from the head of the bed to the bed, propped up the quilt and looked at the bustling night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, sighing: "It's so beautiful, human beings are really amazing things."

"They say that human beings have to take many classes and take many tests before they can grow up." He said, then turned his head and asked, "Colonel, were you like this before?"

His refusal to answer did not affect Pei Chu's desire to express. He muttered about the strangeness of the human world with great interest.

Qingxing seemed to turn a deaf ear to his words, and still bowed his head to review the documents, but the speed of correction slowed down a lot.

"Colonel, have you ever heard of good deeds becoming gods?" Pei Chu turned his head to look over, the curve of his side face softened by light.

When he sharply read a certain word, Qing Xing paused for a while before calmly asking: "Do you want to become a god?"

Pei Chu's eyes lit up: "Of course I did! It's great to be a god, you can protect so many people."

Hearing this, Qing Xing seemed to sneer and hooked the corners of his lips, he closed his pen and accepted the document.

Hearing the movement, Pei Chu quickly got beside him, and with his fluffy hair on his head, asked in a low voice, "Are you sleepy, Colonel?"

Qingxing hummed.

Pei Chu happily gave him a seat, looking forward to looking at him: "Are you going to bed too?"

"I'll just sit down." Qing Xing said lightly.

Pei Chu was a little disappointed at once. With an oh sound, he slowly retracted into the quilt again, blinking his eyes at him.

Qingxing asked: "What's wrong?"

Only then did Pei Chu slowly stretch out his calf from under the quilt, kicked it lightly, and sighed: "The leg hurts."

Under the bright moonlight, those white legs were covered with horrible purple bruises, extending from the ankle all the way up to the thigh. I don't know how this kitten could bear it for so long.

Qingxing saw clearly and frowned.

Pei Chu showed a pair of eyes, hid under the quilt and laughed: "Don't worry, it will be fine soon."

Qingxing didn't speak.

Probably because he had been tossing around for too long tonight, Pei Chu soon became drowsy, and at first he insisted on talking to him, but he fell asleep after a while, breathing evenly, and his face was peaceful.

Qingxing looked over and saw the warm yellow lights coming in from the window, unexpectedly there was such a trace of tranquility.

For a moment, gray-black mist fell into the bedroom from the open window, lingering and turning into a human form.

Respectful tone: "Master."

Qing Xing hummed lightly, then raised his eyes: "How is it?"

"The transmission of pollution has been carried out," Hu Yu said in a low voice. "In three days at the latest, the Holy Court will inevitably hold an emergency purification."

Qing Xing's tone was indifferent: "Don't make any mistakes."

"Yes."

After Hu Yu responded, she turned to look at Pei Chu, who was sleeping soundly in the isolation barrier. This kitten did have an amazing face.

Hu Yu was stunned for a while, then looked at the person opposite, and asked in a low voice: "The master didn't say that it would affect your plan, so why didn't you just kill it? Instead, push it to the Holy Court to fight against us?"

Qingxing stared at him coldly, and said directly: "The Holy Court wants to send it to purify the tree of life."

Hu Yu was taken aback for a moment, and quickly understood, suppressing his excitement, he said, "Master wants to use him to find—"

He paused suddenly, closed his mouth, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Please rest assured, I will take care of everything."

Qingxing closed his eyes silently.

Soon, the thin layer of gray mist dissipated, and the figure disappeared.

Qingxing removed the barrier, and looked down at Pei Chu who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

It was slightly cold at night, and he buried himself sideways under the quilt, his exposed calves curled up unconsciously as if aware of the coldness.

Qingxing looked away.

The moment he turned around to leave, a light green gleam suddenly pulled up the corner quilt and put it on Pei Chu's body soundlessly.

The door is closed.

When Pei Chu woke up, he was the only one left in the room.

He got up in disappointment, walked to the living room with bare feet in a daze and searched for a long time, but he still didn't see the person he wanted to see.

So he climbed onto the sofa, curled up in a corner, yawned, and rubbed his eyes.

The rain outside had stopped, the sun was shining brightly, and the light coming in from the window was very warm.

Pei Chu looked at the time, it was only seven o'clock in the morning.So he was going to get up to see Zhou Li who was said to have been sent to the hospital.

However, as soon as he moved, he suddenly heard the sound of "Didi--" from the bedroom.

Pei Chu was taken aback, and quickly jumped off the sofa and ran over. He saw a communicator next to his pillow that was flashing blue light.

He picked it up and connected it.

"Are you awake?" The voice on the other side was very cold.

Pei Chu's eyes lit up, and he laughed, "Colonel!"

Qingxing hummed: "Contact me with the communicator if there is something."

Pei Chu rolled happily on the bed, and asked in a low voice, "Then can you talk to me anytime?"

Suddenly there was a loud noise from the communicator.

Then Qingxing said indifferently, "Anytime" and hung up the call.