After I left, the devil was distraught

On the bed, the young man's face was pale and his eyes were tightly closed. From time to time, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his sleep was extremely restless.

In a daze, everything seems to have returned to who knows how many years ago.

I just remember that day, when the fire was all over the sky, he knelt and sat on the muddy ground, ridiculed and cursed everywhere, and the flames in his eyes could not warm the bone-chilling chill on his body.

"The house that burned the filth!"

"My mother said he was a different kind, so I must not play with him!"

"My mother told me that too! He's so dirty!"

A few monster children threw the burning torches into a dilapidated thatched hut without hesitation.

The fire soared into the sky in an instant, and the flames devoured the thatch greedily.

But for a moment, only a pile of black ashes remained where the hut had been.

Several children clapped their hands excitedly, but the boy who came back fell hard on the snow.

"My home...is gone..."

Xueqiong's thick eyelashes were stained with moisture, and he desperately ran over to dig at the ashes, trying to find something out of them, so as to prove that he once had a family.

No, not Xueqiong, at that time he was not called Xueqiong, he had no name...

Everybody called him...dirty stuff.

The boy on the bed suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and then began to tremble, as if he was restless in his dream.

Ember's heart tightened as she watched, subconsciously reached out and patted his chest to comfort him: "Don't be afraid..."

After an unknown amount of time, Xueqiong slowly opened her eyes.

His eyes were a little dazed, and it took him a long time to turn his head and look into the room.

But at the moment when he saw Ember, he subconsciously frowned and hastily looked away.

Facing the gaze of the young man hastily avoiding, Ember felt inexplicably bitter in his heart.

He lowered his eyes and didn't look at Xueqiong again, but suppressed the soreness in his heart, got up and walked straight out of the bedroom, before going out, he turned his head to Yun Cheng who was beside the bed and said lightly: "Take care of him."

"Yes." Yun Cheng hastily nodded in agreement.

With the sound of closing the door, Xue Qiong looked back at the room, he was relieved, but in fact he didn't feel much better.

The word love is the most difficult to understand, who can be fully awake in it?

After all, it's just self-deception...

----

In the next few days, Ember never appeared in front of Xueqiong, nor did she order the wolf to collect blood.

Maybe he listened to the magic doctor's instructions, or maybe it was something else, who knows.

But although he didn't appear, he never went far.

When the boy enjoyed the snow under the fir trees in the yard, he hid secretly behind the pillars of the cloister.

When the boy was feeding the rabbit in the side room of the side hall, he was also watching in the dark.

After about four or five days like this, Ember's impetuous heart seemed to be soothed, and he didn't want to get anything so urgently anymore.

The young man's complexion gradually improved, and his body didn't look so weak anymore, but there was always an indelible sadness in his eyes, especially when Yun Cheng chatted with him.

Ember seemed to have guessed something, on the fifth day, he locked himself in the bedroom for a whole day.

In fact, Xueqiong knew it, and he already knew it when Ember stared at him in the dark for the first time.

He has lived in hiding for 300 years, and he has long been used to subconsciously paying attention to the wind and grass around him. Although that person has strong spiritual power, he is obviously not good at hiding.

Or maybe it's because his voice is broken, so he's extra sensitive to sounds, including the creaking of his feet on the snow.

But he couldn't see through Ember's heart more and more, he tried his best to suppress his heart that was jumping up and down, forcing himself not to pay attention, but he was the first to notice when that person was not around.

Looking at the corridor where the man stood, Xue Qiong smiled bitterly.

He thought, that's good too, so that he won't be able to control himself and hurt others and himself.

If you ask him if he hates Ember?

In fact, I can't say I hate it, after all, to Yu Jin, he is indeed an exquisite object sent by the Yaozu to seek peace.

If it really counts, he is not good enough.After all, he failed to appease the Demon Lord's anger, and he also failed to exchange the [-] captives.

----

The last time he saw Ember was the afternoon of the sixth day he woke up, if not counting the days when the man was hiding in the dark.

At that time, he had just been coaxed by Yun Cheng to take a nap for half an hour, and after waking up, he wanted to go out to get some air, but when he pushed open the door of the dormitory, he was caught off guard by those fiery red eyes.

The door was pulled open suddenly, Ember seemed surprised, and even put her hands behind her back in a panic.

Xue Qiong's heart beat wildly a few times, and then he withdrew his hands that were still on the door knocker in embarrassment.

For a moment, the two looked at each other speechlessly.

Until Yun Cheng appeared with a cup of soup.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Yun Cheng's eyes were full of panic, and he could hardly hold the soup in his hand.

He seemed to have thought of something terrible, and without even thinking about it, he knelt down humbly at Ember's feet: "This servant has seen your lord, young master... he can't take blood yet, magic doctor I haven't finished the prescribed medicine yet..."

Ember looked down at Yun Cheng who was on the ground, he didn't say much, but said lightly: "Leave the soup, you go down."

"Yes, but—"

Yun Cheng originally wanted to say something, but seeing Xue Qiong shook his head to signal him to be obedient, he had no choice but to put the soup on the table with anxiety and left.

Ember entered the bedroom and sat down at the table.

It wasn't until the door was closed by Xue Qiong that he took out the things in his hand and put them in front of the boy: "It's for you."

What was contained in the wooden box was an exquisite and compact jade pen. The body of the pen was made of high-quality white jade, and the brush was made of his own hair. desired effect.

The whole brush is crystal clear, and just by looking at its shape, it matches that person very well.

In fact, there was nothing to hide at first, but for some reason, he subconsciously hid things behind his back at that time.

Even before the boy opened the door, he had stood at the door for a long time.

Xue Qiong was a little surprised when he heard this, but he didn't show it.

Thinking that last time he just couldn't eat the piece of fish and caused this person to be furious, this time he didn't resist at all, nodded obediently and picked up the jade pen in the box to look at it.

Seemingly seeing the young man's doubts, Ember explained: "This is the jade pen made by me. It can be written on anything at any time, and it doesn't need ink."

"The magic doctor said that the poison in you is almost... hard to cure, but I will definitely find a way to solve it for you. Before that, if you have anything... you want to say, you can Write it down."

Xue Qiong was really surprised this time. After realizing that he lost his composure, he lowered his head in a panic, hiding the faint hope rising from the bottom of his eyes.

What I want to say... not a lot.

But even if he said it, that person probably still wouldn't believe it.

Back when he was able to speak, that person didn't want to finish listening, let alone now...