How to survive by dressing as a villain male

The bricks and tiles on the oval-shaped arena are soaked in blood, the corpses of vicious tigers and slaves strewn across it, faintly emitting a disgusting stench of corpses.

In such a terrifying picture of flesh and blood, there is only one person with white clothes and black hair, without even a trace of blood on his body, like Jesus who accidentally broke into the Rakshasa, revealing a strange smell in the holiness.

It was also at this time that the annual farce of the arena had come to an end.

"This... is the third child's slave?" Xionghuang looked at Zhou Ci in surprise. Although it was well hidden, Zhou Ci still saw a trace of Xionghuang's eyes when Zhou Ci nodded to him to show his respect. disgust.

What is he loathing?Zhou Ci was startled, and still lowered his head, until Xionghuang said "lift it up" after a long while, then walked aside with a low eyebrow.

The words used in the original book to describe the original work are thousands of pets and pets, and everyone loves and spoils him, but this is obviously not the case. After I came here, the attitude of Xiongfu and his two brothers towards him It's getting more and more confusing.

After I came here, I didn't do anything out of the ordinary. According to common sense, I shouldn't like him more...but why...

Zhou Ci hadn't figured out why yet, the young man had already been guided by the guards from the arena to the rooftop along the stairs of thousands of steps, facing the emperor in the curtain, he knelt down slowly.

Just a second before he knelt down, his eyes fell on Jin Bo's hand——

That was the gold leaf rose he gave Zhou Ci.

His pupils shrunk in disbelief, and his teeth clenched violently, covering up the pitch-black, deep and dark emotions.

From the arena to the high platform, it is easy to stand on a place higher than the low platforms of those so-called ministers. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is one step to the sky.

The minister who killed his slave on the low platform couldn't help cursing in his heart, whose slave is the first one?It happened to be the slave of the third prince. The third prince is already under one person and above ten thousand, so why bother to compete with them for this credit?

"Raise your head up." Every year there is a leader, but this year this one turned out to be a half-grown child with a spotless body, which is really amazing, and Xionghuang was rarely interested.

Although he was very displeased when he saw the slave's black hair, out of curiosity and surprise, he still pinched his nose and wanted to take a closer look at the slave.

Qiyue lowered his head, thinking of his own things in Jin Bo's hands, bubbling with countless desires for destruction | clenching his heart tightly, he didn't move: "...Sin slaves are born with black hair and black eyes, which is an ominous sign. It's a sign, I don't want to run into His Majesty Xionghuang."

Hearing that the slave had black hair and black eyes, Xionghuang's brows were even more disgusted. Zhou Ci couldn't help getting angry from his heart when he looked at garbage like this, thinking about how this old thing was finally beheaded by July for public display Will it still be this stinky face?

Jin Bo was still leaning against Zhou Ci's side, still smiling like before, but there were a few strands of unfathomable chill hidden in his eyes under the smile.

Xionghuang lost interest, waved his hands, and was just about to prevaricate this bitch with some benefits that are dispensable to him, when a sudden change occurred——

With the high platform as the center, several military females dressed in black suddenly jumped out from the back of Xionghuang and around the railings. They were all tall and big, their faces were covered by black masks, and only a few pairs of black eyes were exposed, proving that they were the lowest-end females. .

Several men in black were terrified, apparently with the will to die. One of the men in black, who looked like the leader, yelled: "Damn Xionghuang, you don't treat us females as human beings, today! I'm going to take the lives of you shitty palace nobles!!"

The people on the high platform were horrified, and in an instant the females had rushed towards the nobles on the high platform.

Xionghuang was so frightened that his face turned ashen, trembling all over and without a weapon in hand, he just grabbed the handle next to the seat and shouted, "Come on!"

But how could those guards catch up so quickly, Xionghuang was startled, suddenly remembered something, looked at Qiyue who was still kneeling on the ground and roared: "Bitch! Don't come to escort me!"

Several men in black ran straight towards Xionghuang.

These black-clothed females are all females at the bottom of Zerg's capital star who spend their days picking up garbage all day long. They have no relatives and no reason. Because of the inhuman treatment of their lives, the resentment in their hearts is overwhelming, and they are secretly transferred by Jin Bo. The guide became the dead waiter who assassinated the emperor.

Jin Bo's eyes flickered, and he pretended to be panicked on the surface.

He naturally knew that the chances of killing the worm emperor in this operation were slim, but killing the worm emperor was just a cover, and the real purpose was to take away their queen queen.

It's just that these dead servants don't know the origin of their queen and Zhou Ci. Some men in black looked at Zhou Ci's gorgeous attire, their eyes lit up, and their sword points pointed at the rumors in the Zong Kingdom that they were domineering and domineering. Happy Third Prince.

Zhou Ci looked at the dagger that was close at hand, but he didn't show any fear.

Today is the day when July leaves, his mission is over, and it doesn't matter if he dies.

But that person naturally didn't think so.

The pupils of the black-haired boy shrank, almost without any thought, and in the next second, he picked up a short sword on the ground and blocked Zhou Ci. Lean aside.

"Go away." The young man spoke in a low voice, the thick blackness in his eyes almost overflowing, he was still shocked by the scene just now, and the evil spirit on his body was terrifying.

Zhou Ci stood behind Qiyue, looked at the boy's already solid back, his throat was rolling, and he couldn't say anything.

For this operation, the original book said that it was through the Deadpool operation. He was successful in saving him in July, and inquired into the emperor's bodyguard department. After learning about the structure of the palace, he returned to the military department to plan an uprising.

But now...how could Qiyue protect that emperor, she actually protected herself with her own safety in mind...

Zhou Ci's heart was beating wildly. He couldn't help being moved by what the young man had done for him, but he couldn't help worrying about what happened next.

The young man firmly held the handle of the knife in his hand, without any regret in his eyes, everything he did was to get Zhou Ci, if that person died, what was the value of living?

...If something happened to Zhou Ci because of himself, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Xionghuang saw that the lowly slave was the first to protect his wolfish and ambitious third son, he was terrified and angry, but he could only scramble and scramble to escape, Jin Bo looked at the scene on the queen's side and frowned. Wrinkled tightly, his eyes moved, he jumped in front of Xiong Huang to block the attack of Deadpool, deliberately poked his shoulders and was pierced by a man in black, instantly blood stained the military uniform.

If there is something wrong with the female queen because of the female queen, then it is up to you to find out and enter the guard's interior...

The farce didn't last long, and it wasn't until the guards on the low platform rushed to the stage and wiped out the few dead servants that the accidental assassination was considered to be the end.

Xionghuang was still panting heavily at the side, with vain cold sweat on his forehead, he looked at Jin Bo, who was bleeding profusely, and shouted: "Don't call the doctor to treat General Jin Bo!"

Qiyue was still worried about Zhou Ci. He frowned and checked Zhou Ci's body worriedly. After making sure that he was not injured, he looked at Zhou Ci's expression again. It seemed that he was not as cold as before when he was in the Worm Palace. The friendship between the two before when they didn't quarrel appeared again in his eyes... He watched quietly for a while, and couldn't help but feel his heart move slightly.

Suddenly, he even felt that the old army, soldiers, horses, and uprising were not important anymore. If Zhou Ci really stopped treating him coldly, and could talk to him a few words, kiss him, and be with him every day like before, he would You can let go of everything and stop worrying about those things.

The young man's evil spirit had not dissipated, but his black pupils moved slightly. He looked at Zhou Ci's blue eyes and said in a low voice, "Zhou Ci, I..."

"Snapped--"

A slap.

The crisp applause knocked the unsuspecting boy to the ground and tilted his head. An extremely bright red bloody slap was imprinted on his fair cheek, which had not even had a trace of blood in the arena.

Xionghuang returned to the seat again, with a low face, watching this scene with suspicious eyes.

"This slap is for your lack of etiquette and self-importance. What right do you have to call me by my name?"

Zhou Ci's eyes widened and he scolded, everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them, and no one cared about his trembling palm.

"Snapped--"

Another slap fell on the left cheek again, and the bright red slap print was even deeper.

The hair of the black-haired boy was disheveled, and the mess covered the expression on his face, making it difficult to see his face clearly.

"This slap, I will hit you below and offend, and you won't kneel down!"

The young man licked the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly like a smile but not a smile. With a "bang", his knees suddenly fell to the hard white jade floor, which sounded like excruciating pain.

He's... so childish, so wrong...

"Slap—" Another slap.

"This slap is for your inflexibility, stupidity and ignorance! There were many dangers just now, and the one you should protect most is His Majesty Xiong Huang, and the only one you should be loyal to is the Zong Huang! You should not come to this major general on your own initiative beside!"

The audience was silent.

After Zhou Ci finished cursing, it seemed that his chest was heaving violently because of anger. He took a deep breath, and under the gaze of everyone, he came to the seat by himself, and knelt down in front of the Xionghuang seat: " Father Xiong, the slaves don't know how to be polite, and they made all the relatives and relatives of the emperor see the joke, it's because the sons and ministers are not well-bred, please punish the emperor!"

The neat clothes that the boy had just stepped off from the arena were no longer neat, those three slaps were slapped extremely hard, his cheeks were hot and painful, and the corners of his lips were also stained with blood.

But for him, this degree of injury is really not serious, and it seems that it is almost meaningless to scratch it.

What hurts more is the heart.

These three slaps completely awakened his dream that Zhou Ci could change his mind.

current self.

I don't know etiquette, arrogant, and have no right to call his name.

The following offenders are ignorant, dull and ignorant, and saving him is self-assessment, which is not in accordance with Zhou etiquette.

Heh... until the end, my sins are so serious that I will be judged for life and death by a so-called emperor sitting on a chair with an empty mind.

The young man knelt there, his hands clenched into fists and trembling lightly, his eyes didn't blink for a long time, he looked very quiet, but he was clamoring madness in every strand of hair and the air around him, his hair followed by the strong winter wind Scattered like a homeless wolf in winter.

"...Since you also know that this lowly slave has committed a serious crime," Xionghuang glanced at Qiyue who was kneeling on the ground, and inadvertently glanced at the dead man in black with the same black eyes as this lowly slave , I couldn't help feeling even more disgusted in my heart, and casually said:

"Throw it into the dungeon, and execute it directly in three days."

"..."

"Xionghuang, this lowly slave does not have many etiquettes, but he is not guilty of death..."

"What?" Xionghuang frowned: "You want to disobey the order?"

"My son doesn't dare."

"Well, let's drag this lowly slave down first."

The boy was still kneeling there, and the guard stepped forward and grabbed his arms left and right, trying to drag him down.The young man really wanted to laugh when he felt the strength coming from the left and right. He wanted to tell Zhou Ci loudly that he had the strength to leave now, and he wanted to ask him why he did this to him...but until he was dragged away, he was at that moment. The sharp-hearted people still knelt in front of Xionghuang, without looking at themselves again.

Can that position make you surrender?What if it was me?What if the person sitting there is me?Would you kneel beside me in such a peaceful way, allowing me to play with you, taking|possessing it?

Execution?It's also quite good, his own life is given to him by him, and he died because of him, which is considered a worthy death.

Winter has come, and the solar term is very cold.

The corpses in the arena were cleaned up, and heavy snow fell from the sky. After a while, the blood-stained oval arena was covered with a layer of pure white soft blankets, and no one could see the dozens of dead souls underneath.

It snowed heavily for two days, and all the exposed and unsheltered land was covered with snow. The people of the Zerg race said this was another auspicious omen.

The same is true for the open space outside the Xiongwang Palace where the male worm lives. The Xionghuang didn't go to the early court to govern after seeing the snow, and stayed on his big soft bed with several beauties in his arms. It snowed quietly for two days, forming a thick layer.

But on the third day a person came.

Zhou Ci walked up to the steps on his own, without looking at the midwinter snow that was still falling in the sky, and regardless of the fact that the snow under his feet almost covered his short boots just by stepping on it, he straightened his upper body and knelt down.

The thick snow covered the little prince's knees immediately.

"Xionghuang," was the clear and crisp voice of the young man: "He has not committed such a crime, and he has also won the No.1 in this arena. Executing him will damage the glory of Xionghuang."

"Please Xionghuang take it back!"

After he finished speaking, he lowered his upper body, put his head deeply through the velvet-like thick snow quilt, and knocked his head on the ground with a loud sound, awakening Xionghuang who was still sleeping.

Xionghuang lazily got up, squinted his slender and wretched eyes stained with wine, and looked at the third son kneeling outside the window, as if he were a stranger, and casually began to order those yingyingyanyanyans The female washes and washes him.

This time Zhou Ci was determined to know that this good-looking Xionghuang would not let his third son freeze to death in front of his palace, so he deliberately wore a thin military uniform, and gave away all the medals of honor he had won so far. Hang it on your shoulders and chest.

But after all, he couldn't get Xionghuang's father's love back, but he still knelt down outside the hall, shivering from the cold.

"Host..." The system has been flipping through the book anxiously to find information, but it has nothing to do with the scene in front of it. After holding back for a long time, it quietly transformed into a small ball, and ran to the top of Zhou Ci's head to help him. Blow some snowflakes in front of you.

Today's snow is especially heavy, and the system's ability to interfere with the world is very general. It can only blow away the snowflakes on Zhou Ci's head in front of him, and he can't care about other places anymore.

"Thank you... I feel much better..." Zhou Ci was trembling all over his body, but his head was still on the ground. He didn't know what the system had done for him. I couldn't feel much from the cold, but I still smiled and thanked him.

"Host..." The system held back his mouth and came to Zhou Ci's hairpin, and removed the snowflakes from his head, "Are you feeling bad now, or I will send you back to Earth right now. …”

The more the system thinks about it, the more feasible it becomes: "Now that you return to Earth, you won't have to suffer like this. The protagonist's treason value is already 90.00%——"

"90.00%?" Zhou Ci automatically passed the words "back to the earth", ignoring his shivering body, and asked softly, "When is it time for me to slap him?" ?”

The system shook his head: "No, it's when he can stand in front of you and drive away the Deadpool who wants to hurt you."

Zhou Ci's eyes were hot, nine feet of ice, and his body was cold, but he suddenly clenched a piece of frost and snow with one hand, and stroked his pocket with the other hand, touching the gold leaf rose that was given to him in July... ...

Want to shed tears.

His body was already very weak, and the pinholes from the scarves were still densely packed on his hands after several days, and the scars were all over the place. Looking at it made people feel sad for this jade hand and for this beauty.

"Is that so..."

Thinking of the way the young man looked at him when he stood in front of him, was the reason why the value increased at that time was to take him away...but I had no choice but to say If it hurts like that, hit him for the first time with your own hands, and do that kind of thing.

The system appeases: "Host, you did a good job. I did a survey at the time. If you didn't say anything at that time... the order of the Zonghuang is to behead the protagonist on the spot... is it true? You protected him, you've been great."

Zhou Ci shook his head and straightened up again: "Father, please take it back!"

He kowtowed a second time.

Xionghuang frowned inside: "This youngest is really stubborn."

Ya female who was serving on the side was worried, and said tactfully: "Xionghuang, if the third prince is really frozen to death at this time, and the results will be announced, even if it is the third prince's fault, the insect people will misunderstand you." What's more, the third prince is an S-class male, if he really dies, the blow to Xionghuang's solid foundation will be devastating.

It's just that these words can't be said in front of Xionghuang.

Zhou Ci's whole body was almost buried in the snow, but he felt a little warmer on the back of his head. Knowing that the system was helping him, he smiled lightly: "Xiong Huang is afraid that I will gain power and wants me to die, but he dare not really let me die." It's funny that I die."

The system also felt that Xionghuang's attitude was not right. While driving Xue Hua away, he looked up the information and frowned: "Host, it turns out that there is a cure for your poor health. The antidote is with Xionghuang, and he doesn't want to give it to you!"

Xiaoqiu was furious, and said loudly, "What a scum, even my own child will die!"

Zhou Ci's breathing was full of cold air, even his nasal cavity seemed to be frozen, his fingers could not move, and he lost consciousness. This kind of situation is usually accompanied by drowsiness, but because the system warmed his head, his consciousness is still clear.

He smiled, and wanted to say that he had already guessed it a long time ago, but he was really uncomfortable and didn't have the energy to say anything else.

He wants to do something useful with what strength he has left.

The snowflakes were still whirring, and the wind was a bit cold, which froze the bones. He managed to support himself up, and said, "Please take it back, Xionghuang", and kowtowed heavily on the third head again.

The three heads returned his three slaps. He didn't expect the young man to forgive him, as long as the young man lived.

He knelt down on the ground powerlessly, the nausea surging from his body filled him with the icy cold wind.He coughed heavily, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

He touched the rose again.

Rationality tells him that it is best to faint now, fainting, losing the sense of pain, death is easy to die, he is dead, even if Xionghuang is completely put on the chopping board, the people's support is against him, the general situation has been lost, the success of July It was inevitable...but he still didn't want to.

Whether he is selfish or greedy, he really wants to see July for the last time.

He didn't want their last moments together to be filled with insincere sarcasm and slaps in the heart.

The dungeon smells of blood.

Jin Bo was successful in rescuing him. He had been lurking inside and outside the Zerg for decades and the sudden favor gave him almost all the power to control every corner of the military. Last night, according to his will, the dungeon had been replaced. Guards, now everyone on the escape route in the dungeon has been replaced by the dead servants they trained.

A Dou came to July's dungeon dressed in guards and servants, found the key to open it and untied the chain in a few steps.

"Empress," A Dou panted slightly and knelt down beside the young man on one knee: "Please come with me, let's go back to the old department and discuss long-term plans—"

"Let's go." The young man is still leaning against the wall and closing his eyes. He likes to close his eyes when he is bored recently. It is easy for him to recall the picture of Zhou Ci and him when they got along with each other. It is very clear, as if watching a movie. old fashioned movie.

The black-haired boy was dressed in a prison uniform. He was supposed to be in a mess, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he sat on the straw as leisurely as if he was sitting on the bed in his own room. Although his aura was compelling, it couldn't conceal the delicate and beautiful facial features.

"Your old department is powerful. I have nothing to do when I go back. Why don't you just stay here by yourself. It's not bad to die after seeing him for the last time."

A Dou was so shocked that his liver and gallbladder split: "Queen!"

Qiyue frowned, didn't say anything, and still leaned against the wall with her eyes closed.

A Dou slammed his head on the ground, and the man who was nearly two meters tall begged earnestly, and after talking for a long time, he still let him go.

July became a little impatient: "Your old department is powerful, you can even get top-notch medicines such as 'Huili medicine' to restore mental strength, and you also cultivate dead servants. One can lead you all to achieve your goals, it doesn’t have to be me.”

A Dou seemed to be stymied by these words, closed his eyes, and finally said: "Queen... those medicines... are all given to you by the major general."

The young man opened his eyes, turned his head suddenly, his dark eyes were deep: "...what did you say?"

The days when his mental strength was injured was exactly the time when Zhou Ci treated him the most coldly, staying away from himself, hating himself before it was too late...how could it be, find medicine for himself... .

A Dou lowered his head even deeper, and apologized to Zhou Ci in his heart for breaking the agreement: "Queen, not only that, but you were mentally injured that day. I begged the housekeeper, the guards, and even those Asian females to find a doctor for you all afternoon, but no one came. No matter, it was the major general who found you the best doctor and medicine in Zongxing non-stop after he came back that day, and you resisted being approached by others at that time, or he personally sent you back to the room behind his back..."

The young man's eyes were bottomless, he stepped forward and grabbed A Dou's front skirt in a daze, the red slap marks on his face hadn't receded, it looked a little funny, but his eyes were wide open, as if his soul had been subverted, Unbelievably dumb: "...you lied to me."

How could it be like this, that person is obviously the most cruel, alienated himself for no reason, made himself so sad, said that he was his weapon, and beat him just now, killing him...

how so.

But he also knew that these were all true, he was not a piece of wood, and he also noticed something was wrong, for example, when he recalled the time when he lost control of his mental power, he always felt that there was a pair of hands that he was very familiar with comforting him. Carrying him with a very stable and strong back supporting him...

All kinds of details were telling him the truth, but he was completely deceived by the person whose every move involved his heart and lungs, so he was so blinded that he couldn't see the truth.

A Dou continued: "...Major General personally comforted you during your mental violence, and all the subordinates who ignored you that day were replaced, and since then you have... "

Only then can he "just happen" not to hear all the gossip, every time he is injured, he will "just happen" to have medicine, his clothes will always "just happen" to have the best material, and he will always "just happen" to eat the best food. Whenever there is any problem, he will "coincidentally" send him the most needed military book.....

What a coincidence.

The young man's eyes were about to burst, he clutched Ah Dou's skirt tightly, and wanted to ask something more, suddenly a guard hurried to the door, knelt on the ground with a "bang", and excitedly said: "Queen! That bastard Huang has changed his mind! He said he can let you out."

Qiyue got up suddenly, with an inexplicable expression on her face.

"...the female queen?"

"Where's Zhou Ci?"

"...you...you asked him why..."

"Let me ask you," the young man moved suddenly, the pupils of the beast were completely erected, revealing a dark light that was colder than that of the beast, "Where is Zhou Ci?"

The little prince knelt here for nearly a day. He came early in the morning, and now it is late at night. His whole body was almost frozen. It was the system that gave him energy while screaming and telling him some jokes and stories to wake him up. Standing up until now.

The heavy snow had almost buried him...

His face was no longer as delicate and rosy as before, but as cold and pale as death, even with snow falling on his eyelashes, his expression was very peaceful, his breathing was light, as if it would turn into a wisp of smoke and drift away in the next second.

Someone came to him.

It is the eunuch next to Xionghuang.

He is also a female, and it is really unbearable to see the S-level male suffering from the cold here, so he hurriedly ran to the prince and pinched his throat: "Little prince, the emperor agreed, saying that he can spare the slave." Fate, he should have been released by now, you can go back!"

The night was too dark, and the eunuch couldn't see Zhou Ci's expression clearly. At the same time, he also noticed that it was cold outside. Looking at Zhou Ci's thin spring and autumn clothes, he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. I went back trembling.

Only then did Zhou Ci sigh lightly, revealing a slight smile, wanting to move his body and go back to see his boy... Two days have passed, and July has been in the cell for two days, is there anything? Eat well, have you lost weight, how is the plan... His subordinates are very loyal, so he must not have had a hard time.

But after all, it was because of him that he was allowed to stay in the cell for so long, so he...would he hate himself.

Zhou Ci lowered his brows and eyes, and a piece of snow fell on his shoulders, covering his medal.

But it doesn't matter, the child's life was finally saved.

He suddenly lost some support, and wanted to move, but he shook his body and fell powerlessly on his side——

It was too cold.

Zhou Ci blinked and shook off all the ice and snow on his eyelashes, but in the next second, snowflakes fell on his eyebrows and eyelashes again, making his eyes foggy again.

He felt a little lack of oxygen, so he took a deep breath, but his nasal cavity was numb from the cold, and he couldn't even feel the coldness of the air, and he didn't know whether he was exhaling or inhaling just now.

There was a systematic cry in his ear, and he couldn't help laughing, what's there to cry about...

His brain almost shut down, his eyes became blurred, his ears could not hear anything but the sound of wind and buzzing, his body was already numb, and he couldn't even move his fingertips.

It turned out that being frozen to death until the last moment was neither cold nor unconscious, but... warm?

Breathing became a little smoother, from the chest to the shoulders to the arms, there was a scalding heat, and the limbs were slowly able to move.

He was completely embraced by the boy, and tears dripped down his cheeks that were almost frozen like ice.

Zhou Ci felt that she was dreaming, July should have gone to the old department by now, why is she here?

In this way, God should be regarded as loving him and giving him such a wonderful dream.

What a wonderful dream...

Zhou Ci really laughed happily this time.

He stroked the tearful Qiyue with his hands that could move, gently wiped away the tear stains on the boy's face, and saw the slap marks he had left on him with his own hands.

The bright red hurt Zhou Ci's eyes.

"Does it hurt..." Zhou Ci's lips moved slightly, and he murmured, his voice was so low that he couldn't hear it clearly.

But the young man heard it clearly, the black hair was mixed with snowflakes and shook his head violently, he looked a little cute and funny, and felt that this kind of July was a long time ago.

Love to laugh, love to play tricks with him, like to tease myself, but it's bad...

The young man hugged him tighter and tighter, as if eager to convey warmth to him but afraid of hurting him, Zhou Ci nestled in Qiyue's arms, which were not so wide, for a while, stroking his facial features with nostalgia, tracing With his eyebrows and eyes, the young man looked at him with a very sad expression and kept shouting, but Zhou Ci couldn't hear him.

After all, it's a dream...it doesn't matter if you can't hear the sound, don't expect too much...

Zhou Ci's breathing was almost gone, he frowned, his mind was almost fainted, but he still stubbornly opened his eyes and tried to look at Qiyue, wanting to see more, see more of his own boy .

One more thing...he forgot one thing...

Zhou Ci frowned and muttered, what exactly did she forget...

July's teardrops fell down like beads with a broken thread. He cried hoarsely, hugged Zhou Ci tightly, and pressed his face that was as cold as a corpse, trembling with fear.

"Don't think about it...you can survive first, please..." The young man cried and begged hoarsely.

"Please, survive..."

Zhou Ci couldn't hear the sound, just thinking about what he had forgotten, stroked Qiyue's brows and eyes for a long time, and said in a low voice: "I remembered..."

He struggled to move his not-so-flexible right hand, tremblingly explored in the right pocket for a long time, and took out the gold leaf rose that he had saved from Jin Bo's hand and gave him before July.

Because of kneeling in the snow for a day, the petals have been slightly bent and deformed.

Zhou Ci struggled to pull out a smile, handed it to the stunned young man, and said with some anxiety: "...I'm sorry...I seem to be a little wrinkled..." Don't blame me.

But he was hugged so tightly by the young man that he couldn't say the next sentence.

Qiyue's heart was so painful that it almost shattered. He tremblingly stretched out his hand to hold Zhou Ci's cold hand. With the help of the moonlight at night, he could clearly see the jade-like hand that was pierced by knitting. Pinhole scars.

In the next second, a hot and fiery kiss, completely different from the frost and snow that froze the world, deeply connected the two of them.

The author has something to say:

Well, it’s starting to be sweet (yellow) sweet (yellow) sweet (yellow)~~

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