The moonlight was soft, and the candle flame was gentle, reflecting Chu Duan's eyes, and at this moment, the smile in his eyes seemed to be even stronger.

Fu Chu looked at Chu Duan in a daze, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

It seems to be the same......

With Chu Duan's current identity, how can he talk about harmony?

Chu Duan saw that Fu Chu didn't speak for a long time, so he leaned over to Fu Chu with great interest, not only Fu Chu's illusion but also a fact, at this moment, Chu Duan's eyes were actually dyed with a smile that she had never seen before, and she was a little confused for a while.

In the next second, a light red slowly climbed onto Fu Chu's face. The pale red visible to the naked eye is actually a kind of indescribable cuteness.

Chu Duan looked at her and couldn't help but laugh muffled.

It didn't take long for the large, bony hand to lazily prop up on the table, wrapping Fu Chu between himself and the table.

"You seem to ...... Very concerned?" Chu Duan looked at Fu Chu and asked indifferently.

"......" Fu Chu leaned back slightly, as if keeping a certain distance from Chu Duan, she twisted her head slightly, and her gaze deliberately moved to something else: "No ......"

After finishing speaking, the smile on Chu Duan's face became more obvious, but as soon as he wanted to say something, the window suddenly lit up.

There was lightning flashing through the window.

Suddenly, the room was illuminated white, which made Fuchu's heart startled.

Her eyes tightened slightly, as if she had been frightened. The little hand covering the table also subconsciously clenched into a fist, as if guarding against something.

As soon as the lightning passed, a thunderclap followed.

The tearing sound seemed to tear the air in two.

Fu Chu subconsciously tightened her eyes, and her body trembled slightly-this kind of thunder, she seemed to be really afraid from childhood to adulthood.

Even...... Fu Chu still vaguely remembers that since she arrived at Nangu Mountain, every time there was thunder, she would drill to Chu Duan in fear. It seemed that as soon as she ran to Chu Duan's side, those thunderous sounds would no longer scare her.

Not long after a thunderclap fell, another bolt of lightning swept through the night, tearing apart the beauty of the previous one.

"Boom-" The thunder hit his ears again, making Fu Chu's little hand clenched into a fist a little tighter.

This was the first thunder of early spring, and not long after the thunder, the sound of the rain fell into Fu Chu's ears, and then pulled back her drifting thoughts.

When Fu Chu's gaze fell on Chu Duan, he actually found that there was a trace of strangeness in his eyes, as if he was in some pain......

Fu Chu looked at Chu Duan and frowned worriedly: "Senior brother, ......?"

As soon as the words fell, Chu Duan seemed to be relieved, but the pain on his face did not diminish in the slightest.

Chu Duan frowned slightly, and said softly, "It's okay."

However, whether this is something or not, Chu Duan knows in his heart that Fu Chu is not stupid, and he can see the change in Chu Duan's expression.

Fu Chu watched Chu Duan let go of his hand, then slowly straightened up and walked towards the bed.

As soon as Fu Chu wanted to say something, an indescribable pain came from the crook of his arm, like a needle prick, as if it was burning.

Fu Chu frowned in pain, and she instinctively raised her hand and covered it in the crook of her arm, as if this would relieve the pain.

As soon as the palm of his hand covered the crook of his arm, he felt a kind of heat through his clothes, as if it was coming from the pain......

Fu Chu looked at the place and couldn't help frowning.

After a while, Fu Chu couldn't help but roll up his sleeves, trying to take a look at the faint pain.

Little by little, the fair skin was slowly exposed to the air, and it was not until the sleeve of the shirt was lifted above the crook of the arm that the pain seemed to be relieved.

Fu Chu looked at the crook of his arm, and the already frowning brow couldn't help but wrinkle even tighter-

There had always been a pale red mark on the crook of her arm, but at this moment, the pale red mark was actually ...... Shimmering?

The faint light flickered and flickered, as if it had been sensed by something.

Fu Chu's gaze fell tightly on the mark, and finally, she couldn't help but raise her hand and gently touch the light red.

To her surprise, at this moment, the pale red mark was actually no longer painful.

Fu Chu raised his eyes suspiciously, and subconsciously fell on Chu Duan's body, as if Chu Duan must know what was going on.

As soon as Fu Chu raised his eyes, he collided with Chu Duan's gaze.

At this moment, there was still a pain in Chu Duan's eyes, and he looked at Fu Chu suspiciously, his sword eyebrows frowning slightly.

Looking at each other, Chu Duan didn't say much, and the big skeletal hand gently covered the crook of his arm.

The air was quiet, Fu Chu looked at Chu Duan, and a trace of incomprehension passed in his eyes-he ...... Is it also painful?

"Senior brother......" Finally, Fu Chu cautiously opened his mouth and called Chu Dui.

After finishing speaking, Chu Ducai gently let go of the hand covering the crook of his arm as if he had made up his mind.

The big skeletal hand slowly lifted up his sleeve, and the jade-like skin slowly revealed in the air.

Immediately after, there was a light red mark, which came into Fuchu's eyes little by little.

The faint and soft shimmer is the same as the one in Fuchu.

The light red mark was like a jade pendant, and it grabbed Fu Chu's eyeballs tightly.

"......?!" Fu Chu looked at the mark, and couldn't help but look at a surprise in his eyes.

Fu Chu stared at the mark on the crook of Chu Duan's arm for a while, and then slowly moved his gaze upwards incredulously.

At this time, Chu Duan was also looking at Fu Chu incredulously - he thought that the light red mark on the crook of his arm was only owned by himself, but he didn't expect that Fu Chu also had one on his hand.

This mark ...... What is it?

......

The rain fell overnight, dripping.

When Fu Chu woke up, it was in Chu Dui's bed, but Chu Duan slept all night by sitting at the end of the bed.

There was silence outside the window, Fu Chu propped up his body, and his eyes instinctively fell on Chu Duan's body.

The rain stopped, but Chu Duan didn't seem to have woken up yet.

It was rare to see Chu Duan sleeping so soundly for once, and Fu Chu couldn't bear to wake him up.

Fu Chu stared at Chu Duan for a while before carefully moving his body and crawling towards Chu Duan.

After she moved to Chu Duan's side, she stopped peacefully.

Chu Duan slept there quietly, his long eyelashes obediently covering his face, and at this moment, he was like a handicraft carefully carved by the gods, delicate and sacred.

Fu Chu looked at Chu Duan, and he actually saw God for a moment - it seemed that this was the first time that she had looked at him so closely.