Since Mo Siyou is looking for her, when she returns to the villa, she should go back to the room first!

Purple Kite hurried to the room, afraid that she would miss him. If he finds out that she has not returned to the room...... Purple Kite didn't know how he would react, but knowing that he had been looking for her all afternoon, her heart welled up with joy. But then I thought about the bad aspects. Could it be that something had happened to him in such a hurry to find him?, and she ran back in such a struggling manner, and found that the door was open, but there was no candle light.

Purple Kite's heart sank, could it be that he had already left? She hurried to the room, and when she walked into the room, it was pitch black, with only a faint cold light shining on the floor. She expected to see an empty and lonely scene, but the ground was full of messes.

The familiar figure sat as dejected as never before in the midst of the shattered ceramics, the moonlight resting on his depressed countenance, his eyes slightly raised at the sound of footsteps, and the gray shadow of his eyelashes swaying on his handsome cheeks.

He saw the purple kite standing at the door, her eyes were dull for a moment, but he slowly stood up and faced her.

Purple Kite saw that his eyes were red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed to be holding back tears, and looked at her so blankly, like looking at a lost treasure, and there was some disbelief in his frenzied joy.

"Brother You......"

It wasn't until she called him that he moved his lips and wanted to say something, but he stepped forward faster than words to pull her into his arms. He used almost all the strength he had left to hold her, his arms around her body hurting as if she were about to fall apart. He had forgotten that the wounds on her bloodthirsty vine had not healed, and he was trying to sense her presence with all his might.

He told himself that it was not a hallucination, that it was not a dream!

"Girl, is that you?," Mo Siyu asked in a loud voice. Purple Kite thought that he would be angry, blame her for running around, and even be angry with her for dragging him down, but at this moment, there was only concern and joy in his tone. His voice was even a little shaky.

This is not the cold, restrained Mo Siyou!

"You said you wanted to be alone, so I went out on my own for a while, and before I knew it, I forgot the hour. I ......" Purple Kite didn't react a little, so she answered his question mechanically.

But there was a whisper in her ear that Mo Siyou interrupted her.

"I'm sorry. ”

Purple Kite was completely stunned, not knowing how Mo Siyou could have such abnormal words and deeds. But she could feel a slight tremor in his body, as if he was afraid of something.

Mo Siyou, who made the whole rivers and lakes look sideways, why would she be afraid?

"I'm sorry!" he repeated, his low voice revealing his self-reproach and the vulnerability that he couldn't hide at the moment. It's just three words, but it's so heavy in Zi Kite's heart.

Why did he say this all of a sudden?

"Brother You......" Purple Kite felt a little uneasy, Mo Siyou was so strange today.

"I've wronged you. Still losing his temper with you...... I didn't mean to. I just ......" he muttered in her ear like a child who had done something wrong.

The purple kite was stunned again. He was blaming himself for the afternoon's events.

"I know, Brother You. You didn't protect your brother, so you feel sad. It's that I'm not considerate enough, and if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have let them go, but I'm still willful to you. You blame me, too. He had been trying his best to protect her, but she still poured out her grievances to him, without taking into account his feelings.

Thinking about it now, she wanted to ask herself what she was thinking at the time! How could she put pressure on him when he needed comfort the most?

"I didn't. I never wanted to blame you, I just blamed myself. Between you and everyone else, whatever happens, I will choose you first. I hate myself for being too selfish, but I can't change it, so I also hate myself for not being able to protect more people......"

His words full of pain made Purple Kite's heart tug.

"Why do you have to take all the blame on yourself? You are not the savior, you have to live for yourself. It's not your fault that they're hurting, and you don't have to blame yourself so much. I'm not angry with you, I just don't want to see you take on too much alone, so I'm in a hurry to say anything. ”

"Aren't you angry, I thought you ......" Mo Siyou pursed his lips, revealing a tangled look. He was originally a person who was not good at expressing himself, and for her, he had already said a lot of things that he thought he would never say. Now that he can hold her who has been lost and regained, he doesn't know how to sort out his mood at the moment.

The purple kite furrowed her delicate eyebrows and pouted, "Of course I'm angry!"

Mo Siyou was stunned for a moment, watched her raise her head and look at herself, and then looked at the smashed piece of ceramics.

The first time she entered, she saw him sitting among the ceramic shards on the floor, his palms clutching the sharp shards. The blood was dripping quietly, and the expression on his face didn't seem to be affected by the pain at all, as if he didn't feel the pain.

In the past, in order to practice and become stronger, he made himself bruised. In the first few years of walking the rivers and lakes, working for the master, no matter how tough he was, he would inevitably get hurt. ** of the pain, he has long been numb. Now that Purple Kite pulled up his arm, broke his fingers, and spread his palm flat, he realized a deep wound in his palm.

"Why did you make yourself like this?" the purple kite bit her lower lip, with crystal tears in her eyes, staring at the blood spreading in his palm, angry and anxious. "Don't you know I'm going to feel distressed?"

She looked up and looked at him softly with reproachful and loving eyes.

"It's just a skin wound...... he tried to withdraw his palm, but she grabbed it, and the little mouth pouted in dissatisfaction.

"Then I feel sorry too. Purple Kite said, pushing him to the edge of the bed and sitting down. The tables and chairs had been made a mess by the overturned teapots and cups, and the purple kite didn't know if he was angry or something, and he had made the room like this. But he really didn't look like he was too angry, and besides that, Purple Kite couldn't think of any reason to let him get out of control like this.

Is it because she didn't come back so late and worried about her? But if you were just worried, you wouldn't do this, would you?

Purple Kite shook his head, he didn't think too much, and he knew that he was holding back a lot of emotions in his heart, and it was good to vent it. She just felt sorry for him and hurt her hand. How could he hold on to the ceramic shards like that? At that moment, his empty eyes were clearly covered with despair!

Thinking of this, Purple Kite's hand holding the medicine box stiffened for a moment before she came back to her senses and walked over to him and sat down.

Good thing to have this little medicine box. She cleaned the blood stains on Mo Siyou's palms, applied potions, and carefully wrapped the wound with gauze. During the whole process, there was not a trace of superfluous expression on his face, and he didn't even frown when the potion cleaned the wound. He just looked at her quietly, her meticulous expression, the distressed look on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, all the emotions she showed for him, made his clenched heart stretch a little bit.

She's still her, she's still by his side!

"Don't ......do this to yourself again in the future," Purple Kite raised her head with some resentment, but he gently kissed her on the lips. She was stunned, and before she could react, he let go of her lips again and took her into his arms instead.

He said earnestly in her ear, "I won't make you sad again." Don't go, don't leave me. The pleading tone was accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing, which made one feel his heavy and nervous mood.

After hesitating for a long time to say it, I thought I would be awkward, but I felt a lot more relaxed when I said it. Mo Siyou hugged her tighter, as if she was afraid that she would reject her.

The purple kite was stunned for a long time, replaying all the abnormal pictures of tonight in her mind like flowing water, but in the end, she came to a reasonable conclusion.

He looked for her everywhere, he went crazy in the room, his desperate eyes...... Was it because he thought she was gone?

Purple Kite felt as if someone had stabbed her in the chest, and it hurt sullenly. Is that why he has made such a mess of himself? Speaking of which, he was so inconsiderate that he was so worried. But in the bottom of my heart, I am not without joy. His worries, his retention, are all because he loves her and doesn't want her to leave, thinking of this, the corners of Purple Kite's mouth can't help but smile.

Tears unconsciously trickled down the corners of her mouth and into his shoulders from her slender chin.

"Stupid ......" for a long time, and she could only squeeze these two words out of her choked throat. She squeezed her little pink fist and thumped him in the chest a few times.

It's a fool to hurt yourself because of this strange idea! It's a fool to have such a strange idea!

So she couldn't help but add: "Big fool!"

Mo Si looked at her dotingly, and she thumped her chest, as if he was lucky to be beaten by her now. At the very least, she was still with him. It can also be taken as her answer, she scolded him for being stupid, does it mean that what he is worried about will not happen?

She stopped for a moment and looked at him with her little face tilted, her eyes clearly tinged with emotion and happiness. She didn't say anything more, her little hand wrapped around his neck, leaned in and kissed him on the lips, and the whole person climbed up and leaned on his arms.

Mo Siyou didn't refuse, her lips were kissed hot by her, but she stretched out the tip of her tongue to pick her lips, asking for all the sweetness in her mouth. With a wave of his palm, he extinguished the candle she had just lit, then pressed her down on the bed, quickly stripped her of all her clothes, and thrust a fiery blow into it. Listening to her whisper of satisfaction beneath him, the uneasiness in his heart turned into tenderness little by little, and he moved in and out of her body regularly.

The room is full of warm incense, and even the light of the blood-red star in the sky is much softer.

The figure of the man standing outside the door under the starlight clenched his fists tightly.