Si Qingke had a dream.

A long dream.

In the dream, he returned to his childhood.

Heavy rain was pouring down, lightning and thunder were roaring, and it was pitch black all around.

It's like a faded ink painting.

Bleak.

The limbs were bound with rough ropes, and the eyes were covered by the rain.

Si Qingke couldn't see everything in front of him clearly, but he could hear a deafening cry.

The villagers stood under the altar and raised their arms like enchantments:

"Please, Lord Thor, wash away the sins of this evil obstacle!"

"Ask Lord Thor for forgiveness!"

"Ask Lord Thor for forgiveness!"

The heavy rain washed over the body, and it was obviously very cold, but the skin was hot.

The little Si Qingke looked at the villagers under the altar numbly, numbly enduring the torture.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw his parents.

He subconsciously called for help, hoping that they would take him away.

But the parents who gave birth to him just glanced at him, then silently withdrew their gaze, and raised their arms and shouted like the others.

Pray to the god of thunder to wash away the so-called "sins" from him.

Si Qingke suddenly felt that all this was extremely ridiculous and ridiculous.

He lowered his head numbly, his body getting hotter and hotter, and his consciousness gradually became trance.

At this moment, a low voice sounded in my ears.

"Are you angry?"

"Why don't you kill them?"

"They were the ones who were sorry for you first, and even if you kill them, it's nothing?"

"Kill, kill, kill them, and wash away their sins with their blood."

The low voice continued to tempt, bewitch, and instigate Si Qingke to fall into the devil.

Si Qingke's inky phoenix eyes faintly flashed a little red.

The demon is treacherous, cold and numb, which is a sign of enchantment.

At this moment, a pitch-black long sword suddenly appeared in Si Qingke's hand, and the rope on his body disappeared at some point.

The rain continued to fall, pouring down, lightning and thunder.

The sound of thunder and lightning piercing the sky and the frenzied shouts of the villagers were intertwined, making Si Qingke's eyes more and more angry.

At the same time, a low voice sounded again, bewitching in Si Qingke's ear:

"Kill, kill them."

"You are no longer the same person you used to be, and now you have the ability to avenge yourself."

"Just kill them and it's all over."

Si Qingke's eyes were empty.

The little boy dragged his long sword and slowly walked down the altar.

Yes, kill them.

Just kill them and it's all over.

Hatred eroded Si Qingke's reason, and at the moment when Si Qingke was about to raise his long sword and slash at the villagers, a gentle and low voice sounded in his ears.

"Don't be afraid, it's fine."

The warmth dispelled the cold, and it seemed as if someone had taken his hand.

The man hugged him tightly and touched his head gently.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, it's fine."

Xiao Siqingke's expression was slightly stunned.

As the words fell, the rumbling thunder and the villagers in front of them dissipated.

In the warm sun, Si Qingke saw a blurred figure.

The girl stretched out her hand to him, smiling skillfully, as if there was light on her body, dispelling the boundless darkness.

Are you okay already?

There was a crisp sound.

The sword in Si Qingke's hand fell to the ground.

The strength that supported the straightness of his spine suddenly dissipated, and he fell unguarded into the girl's arms.

A light aroma lingers between the noses.

Si Qingke raised his head with great difficulty, wanting to see the girl's appearance clearly.

It's just that for some reason, the girl in the dream is like a layer of fog, no matter how hard Si Qingke tries, she can't see it really.

Finally, the exhausted Si Qingke slowly closed his eyes and fell into a drowsy dream.

…………

Inside the cave.

Yun Tianxia glanced at the thermometer and muttered to himself, "Thirty-seven degrees...... The fever finally subsided. ”

With that, Yun Tianxia yawned, with a faint blue and black under his eyelids.

Because of Si Qingke, she stayed up all night and didn't dare to rest, and spent ten points to buy a thermometer.

Si Qingke looked indifferent and detached, like an immortal, not stained with a trace of red dust, but it was sticky to death.

The young man's cold white skin was dyed with a sickly red, the tails of his eyes were red, and his slender and beautiful hands tugged at the hem of her clothes.

Call her sister over and over again.

The voice is cold and slightly magnetic, because of the fever, there is a trace of hoarseness, and the desire is terrible.

Anyone who has a good ear will be pregnant.

Yun Tianxia had no choice but to let Si Qingke take her hand.

Si Qingke's high fever was repeated, and his mood was unstable, Yun Tianxia was afraid that something would happen to him, so he had to learn to coax his younger brother, touching his head over and over again and saying that it was okay.

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning, when the sky was about to dawn, that the fever on Si Qingke's body finally subsided.

At this time, Yun Tianxia had two dark circles under his eyes, and he was extremely tired.

The eyelids became heavier and heavier, and Yun Tianxia's head lowered little by little.

In the end, he fell asleep holding Si Qingke's waist in a daze.

………

It's noon.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and Si Qingke slowly opened his eyes.

His head was still a little drowsy, and Si Qingke slowly got up with his head in his hands.

Then he realized that something was wrong.

There was a heavy weight in his arms, and something seemed to be hugging his waist.

When I looked down, I didn't know when there was an extra blanket on my body.

Si Qingke frowned and lifted the blanket, and saw the clouds under the blanket.

The young man's ink hair is messy, and his small face is porcelain-white.

At the moment, I was sleeping sweetly, my cherry red lips were slightly open, and the corners of my lips were deliberately crystal liquid.

The slender white arms were firmly wrapped around his waist, apparently using him as a pillow.

The blue tendons on his forehead jumped up, and Si Qingke couldn't bear it anymore and said:

"Cloud! Lean! Summer! ”

Si Qingke's voice was low, not angry and dangerous.

But Yun Tingxia did not perceive the danger in the slightest.

She rolled over, smacked her mouth, covered her face with a blanket and said indistinctly, "Five minutes, I'll get up in five minutes of sleep." ”

Si Qingkeyan's face was frosty.

Taking a deep breath, Si Qingke picked up Yun Tianxia with a cold face and took Yun Tianxia's collar with a cold face.

Yun Tianxia hung in mid-air, instinctively fluttering a few times.

Then, she opened her eyes in a daze.

It was an empty cave, with no scripts and no snacks.

Yun Tingxia had sleepy eyes, reddish around his eyes, and messy black hair.

Rubbing her eyes, she tilted her head and asked three questions.

Who is she? Where is she? What is she doing?

Yun Tianxia was ignorant, and he didn't know what year it was, and Si Qingke's voice sounded in his ears.

"Yun Tianxia, aren't you going to explain?"

Yun Tianxia subconsciously turned around.

Si Qing Kefeng's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were dark and deep, with a slight coolness.

Yun Tianxia, who had just woken up, was slow to react, and he didn't see the killing intent in Si Qingke's eyes.

Yun Tianxia, who had taken care of Si Qingke all night, thought that Si Qingke wanted to thank her, so he waved his hand and said modestly: "This is what I should do, you don't have to be polite." ”

"What should you do?" Si Qingke's tone was cool.

"You mean sneaking into my room in the middle of the night while I'm not looking, and ......"

Looking at the little wet marks on his robe, Si Qingke's green tendons jumped up on the back of his hand, and he faintly had the urge to kill.