On how to turn a kind protagonist into a black lotus

The winter in Dead Mountain is coming very quickly. It seems that the sun was shining brightly yesterday, but today the mountain has been covered with heavy snow.

"It's getting colder and colder today." Chu Qingming leaned against the bed, watching the waiter close the window again.

The room suddenly became warmer.

"My lord said that the weather is not good these few days, young master try not to go out, so as not to catch the cold." Seeing him get out of bed, the waiter immediately helped him put on winter clothes one by one.

Chu Qingming's eyes signaled her to bring the fox fur cloak, "I'm not a woman, how can I be so delicate."

"Is the soup pool frozen?" he asked.

"No, sir, are you going?" the waiter asked.

"Well, let's go." Chu Qingming nodded, and the waiter went to get the umbrella.

For the past few days, he had been nestled in the warm pavilion, and now he was suddenly blown by the bitter cold wind, and couldn't help shivering.

"My lord, be careful where you step." The waiter held an umbrella to shield him from the snow, reminding him from time to time.

The snow on the bluestone bricks has been swept away, but there is still some thin ice formed by water covering them, and they slipped and fell firmly if they were not careful.

The soup pool is not open-air, but in a pavilion, even in this cold weather, it is still steaming.

"You go and watch it." Chu Qingming's mouth curled slightly, he ordered the waiter, and then asked, "By the way, take my hand stove to warm your hands!"

Naturally, the waiter didn't stay any longer, and just bowed respectfully, "Yes, I will take my leave."

When Chu Qingming took off his clothes and went into the water, he felt his frozen bones warm up, and the water in the soup pool was just right, making his comfortable consciousness blurred.

Looking up, you can still see the snow-covered mountains in the distance, as if they are connected with the sky.

The winter is harsh, and the birds and animals are extinct.

The corner of the white robe broke into the corner of the eye, and the person behind him said helplessly, "Why do you come to Tangchi when it's so cold, aren't you afraid of catching the cold?"

"It's hard to see a heavy snow. If you don't take a good look, it will be a loss." Chu Qingming opened his slightly sleepy eyes and didn't look back.

Bai Zhaojun squatted down, as if he had put down something.

Chu Qingming tilted his head and found that it was a jug of wine.

"Why did you bring wine all of a sudden?"

This person seldom drank alcohol, and it can be said that he had never drank in front of him during this period of time.

Bai Zhaojun didn't speak, just poured a glass of wine and handed it to him, and then said, "Ah Qing, let's get married."

"What?" Chu Qingming looked at him with a face full of astonishment as the wine glass near his mouth slammed, "Marriage? What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not talking nonsense." Bai Zhaojun looked down at him with a serious expression, "I want to be with you."

"Impossible." Chu Qingming turned away from looking at him, "What stimulated you again?"

"Ah Qing, why are you always unwilling to be with me? You obviously treat me too..." Before Bai Zhaojun finished speaking, Chu Qingming interrupted him directly.

"What's wrong with me? I don't seem to have ever said that I like you! All this is just your wishful thinking." Chu Qingming turned around, closed his eyes and said cruelly, "Give up, I can't be with you, Let alone getting married."

"Bang—" The mahogany tray carrying the wine was kicked onto the pillar of the gazebo, Bai Zhaojun flicked his sleeves, turned and left.

"Finally..." Chu Qingming looked at the wine jug rolled down in the corner, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was bitter.

Why don't you seem happy when you have achieved your goal?

[System message message (read a day ago): The space-time tunnel has been built, located on the cliff behind the mountain, and can be walked at any time.It is no longer convenient for us to come forward, so you need to find your own reason to go.Remember, if you miss this opportunity, you can only wait another 80 years. 】

In the pitch-black room, Bai Zhaojun's eyes had already turned blood red, and he punched the wall, causing a small hole to appear in the originally intact and flat place.

Red marks appeared and disappeared on his body, as if they had almost extended to his neck.

It took an unknown amount of time before he breathed a sigh of relief, dripping with sweat.

It seems... more and more irrepressible, the price of the blood mark.