I lay on the ground for nearly two hours.

I watched as the light on the ground turned from bright white to crumbling gold and finally to gray.

It wasn't until nightfall, when the chilly breeze of the night made me sneeze one after another, that I sat up from the ground in pain, and then sat down little by little and moved into the house.

I finally moved to the edge of the bed, but I didn't have the strength to sit on the bed.

The feeling of fatigue in his body hit, his legs were still numb and painful, and his breath was not smooth.

I'm having some sadness.

It's not because I've been treated cruelly, it's not because no one has picked me up at this time, and then hugged me and told me not to be afraid.

It's that even a bystander like Chu Sleeve can see that Duan Xuan is not Concubine Li's lover, but she herself can't see it clearly.

In this deep palace, she suffered a lot, but he ignored it, and now even those outsiders began to sympathize with her poor woman, but he still let it go, wanting her to fend for herself.

I lay on the edge of the bed and sighed, the sharp pain in my legs keeping me from sleeping.

But now I am very tired, and even my vision is blurred, otherwise how would I feel that Si Qing is by my side?

I looked at Si Qing in front of me and laughed at myself: "Why do I think of you every time I am helpless?" You've been in my mind all day long, and now you're in front of me, and I still want to look at you even though I know it's a hallucination. ”

I propped my head in my hands and looked up at him, and he was dressed in white again, which made me miss him so much but didn't dare to approach.

"Si Qing, do you think I'm as stupid as Concubine Li?"

I looked at him smiling silly, and I seemed to see him smile too.

He gently ripped the hair from my cheek with his hand, and the cool touch of his fingers ran across my hot cheeks.

When I was thinking about how this illusion could be touched, Si Qing hugged me up.

This hug completely freed me from my hallucination.

I was in his arms, smelling his peculiar aroma, and my eyes widened.

"Si Qing!"

When he saw me call his name, he smiled and didn't speak.

"Si Qing!"

I tugged at the hem of his shirt, the knuckles of my fingers whitening from the exertion.

I looked at him still smiling and didn't speak, I was very scared, and the tears that had been dried overflowed from the corners of my eyes again.

"Si Qing, Si Qing, Si Qing ......"

I kept calling his name, and the choked tone made me wonder what was wrong with me.

But at this moment my heart was afraid, I had never been so afraid, whether it was when I found out that I was just a wisp of soul, or when I began to go through the painful experiences of Concubine Li, I had never been so helpless as I was now.

When I found out that I was a wisp of soul, I was not afraid, because I was alone at that time, and I was not afraid of the abyss or the road ahead.

But now it's different, I've met the only person who can feel me, who can warm me, but I can't find him in the illusory memory of Concubine Li.

I've consoled myself countless times that if I hold on, hold on a little more and I'll be able to have my own entity, and I'll be able to go to him.

But when I was at my most tired and embarrassed, he appeared in front of me.

As all my thoughts crumbled, I cried out his name, and how I wished he could speak to me in his March breeze-like voice.

Don't be afraid, I'm here.

So even if I am trembling and my voice is hoarse, I have to call out his name, Si Qing, are you there?

I was trembling and crying in his arms, and he just put me on the bed again, and then put his hands around my knees, and suddenly I felt a warm current enter my legs, and his breath flowed through my whole body.

"I don't even know what to do when you just cried."

He looked at me with warm eyes, and the corners of his mouth still had the same shallow smile that had not changed for thousands of years.

"Why didn't you answer me just now," I choked up.

He said helplessly: "Silly girl, why do you ask me to answer you so quickly."

My voice was hoarse: "Are you blaming me?"

He smiled dumbly: "It's really a stupid girl"

His hand withdrew from my knee and probed my forehead again.

"Go to sleep, I'll accompany you, I'll talk about something tomorrow"

I looked at Si Qing's stunning face that was close at hand, smiled reassuringly, and closed my eyes heavily.

Tiredness swept over me, and I had nowhere to run.

In my daze, I felt like I heard the sound of the sea breeze, accompanied by the waves hitting my eardrums again and again.

In the haze, I heard Si Qing's voice, like a mermaid in the sea.

"Qingtong, your name."