Chapter 164: The Vanity of Light

More than a month later, Zero Qiuyu finally woke up, and this time the battle made him unconscious in bed for more than a month before he gradually woke up.

He began to slowly get out of bed, he hadn't moved for a long time, his body's instincts had long been numb, and he had not gradually adapted to it, so he could only hold on to the wall and tremble and walk outside.

The legs were still weak, and I almost fell again.

He leaned against the wall, and after a few steps, he finally walked with difficulty.

He opened the door with all his might, and a cold wind swished in, knocking him off and almost knocking him to the ground again.

He immediately stabilized his body and hugged his body at the same time.

"It's cold!"

Looking outside, he said as his teeth fought.

Outside, I don't know when it has snowed, and occasionally one or two strong winds will blow, so that Lingqiu Yu can feel cold.

Originally, as a crystal spirit realm, he no longer needed ordinary clothes to keep warm, but now even the instinct of his body has not fully recovered, let alone the crystal energy in the dantian!

Therefore, his current sluggish spirit was suddenly radiated by the cold weather, and his spirit was very high-pitched.

"Childe Zero!" Suddenly, a woman's voice came from the goose feather snow, calling out to him.

The next moment, the owner of that voice came out, if it wasn't Xiaoxiao, who could it be?

At this time, she was still holding a thick quilt in her hand.

"Childe Ling, you're awake, why did you come out, it's so cold outside, go back to the house. Xiaoxiao saw Ling Qiuyu standing under the eaves shivering coldly, so she trotted over anxiously and hurriedly draped the thick quilt over him.

looked at Xiaoxiao, ...... for a long time , Ling Qiuyu finally couldn't help but hug Xiaoxiao, just like that, and didn't let go.

Xiaoxiao also hugged him, his body was cold at this time, Xiaoxiao felt like holding a piece of ice iron, cold and biting.

Xiaoxiao pressed a little harder again, hugged him tightly, and wanted to give her a little more warmth on her body.

She should be very happy when he has warmth.

After a while, Xiaoxiao felt a damp heat flowing from his shoulder, and from his shoulder, he thought about it spreading around, little by little, little by little, little by little, and finally, the hot and humid feeling was also assimilated by the goose feather snowy weather, and became extremely cold.

"I'm sorry, Childe Zero, I won't run away again, and I won't let you worry anymore. Xiaoxiao hugged him, hugging the man who was crying at this time, she knew that she had scared him.

"It's me who should say I'm sorry, Xiaoxiao, I won't make you sad in the future, whatever you say, even if you want me to die, I'm willing. On the shoulder, a choked voice came, as if whispering embarrassing love words in the ear of a lover. But it's not, this is Lingqiuyu's oath to Xiaoxiao.

The two hugged each other tightly, Xiaoxiao seemed to feel that the damp heat on her shoulders was not cold, the heat just left, left her shoulders, and penetrated her heart.

The goose feather snow outside kept falling, and it kept falling, covering the land that was once red with blood with a thick white quilt, covering all this filth, waiting for the next year to return a clean and tidy land to people.

In the room, Ling Qiuyu was still trembling, but after having the quilt that Xiaoxiao hugged him, the temperature of his body slowly rose, and it was not unbearable cold.

"Xiaoxiao, it's been a few years and months, it's so cold. Lingqiu Yu waited until Xiaoxiao brought him another pot of charcoal, and then asked.

"It's March, Childe. Xiaoxiao replied with a smile.

"What, March. Lingqiu Yu was still roasting on the fire, but as soon as he heard March, he suddenly sat up and looked at Xiaoxiao with wide eyes.

"Today...... What month is it?" Lingqiu Yu was afraid that he had heard it wrong, so he asked again.

"March, Childe Zero. Xiaoxiao's crisp voice replied again, still looking at Ling Gongzi in disbelief, not knowing what was happening.

The next moment, Ling Qiuyu ran out of the door before she could react, ignoring the goose feathers and heavy snow outside, and continued to run towards the front.

Xiaoxiao immediately followed, shouting loudly as she ran, the invisible voice and shadow in front of her who was about to disappear into the snow.

"Childe Zero, Childe Zero......"

At this time, Ling Qiuyu's physical instinct had not fully recovered, and he had just run a few steps on the snow before falling to the ground.

Xiaoxiao hurriedly followed and helped Ling Qiuyu up, but Ling Qiuyu didn't pay attention to him at all, but continued to run forward with red eyes and panting.

kept running, kept running, didn't care about Xiaoxiao, who was still shouting behind him, and kept running forward.

The snow in the sky continued to fly downward, dense like a piece, lying silently on Ling Qiuyu's thin shoulders, sporadically moving quickly with him moving towards the front.

Zero Qiu Yu was still running fast, desperately running, as if there was the light in front of him to escape from all these nightmares.

He wants to grasp the light, and when he grasps the light, there will be no pain, only the peace and harmony that he has wanted since childhood.

But there was no light in front of him, and he finally stopped in fear, and behind him was a long footprint that he had slid on, and at this time, his blood-red eyes were red, and he knelt there weakly, staring ahead with his head raised and his chest rising and falling with tears in his eyes.

There was only a dense snow, and the scenery was so illusory that it was impossible to see, and there was the light without pain that he longed for.

In front of that kneeling, there is not light, but a cliff.

As long as he took one more step forward, there was no pain, no more heavy burden that he had to carry.

Xiaoxiao ran over from behind and hugged his head, tears slowly flowed out and hit Ling Qiuyu's forehead.

She didn't speak, she didn't ask, she just hugged Ling Qiuyu tightly, wanting to give him all her warmth.

She felt that the warmth that had accumulated so hard was once again covered by the harsh winter, and it became extremely cold.

Ling Qiuyu was also in tears at this time, looking ahead with blood-red eyes, his chest was heaving, his fists were clenched tightly, and his excited emotions were uncontrollable for a long time.

The direction he was looking at, did that tragic scene happen again at this time?

The long footprints behind him were now covered by the goose feathers and heavy snow, and there was not even a trace of footprints.

The heavy snow covers the filth, whether or not, but also to cover the hatred engraved in the heart.