Volume 1 Chapter 34 The Small Building's Nightly Conversation

  "You... you're so careless! Waaah~" Xiangyue said, tears streaming down her face. "Can't you take care of your own body for once? It's not just yours alone!"

  Xīn Yuè leaned forward, her face almost touching Qingchi's belly. She gently lifted up her clothes, revealing the small "Red River Valley" on her lower abdomen, about five centimeters long.

  "Stop crying all the time, okay?! You've completely ruined that elegant and refreshing image I used to have!"

  "You think I want to, waaah~! My eyes are crying on their own, it's not like I'm telling them to cry! And," Xiang Yue paused for a moment, looking at Qing Chi with tears in her eyes, scolding him: "You idiot! Not knowing basic medical knowledge is one thing, but can't you have some limits?! This wound has glass shards mixed in and you've been covering it with that dirty hand of yours! Are you trying to get tetanus or something?! Please take care of yourself a bit more, okay? You're not the only one who's hurting!"

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  "I... I don't want you to interfere!" Qingchi turned his head to one side and said disdainfully.

  "Close your eyes and don't speak! Lie still!"

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  Xīn Yuè carefully cleaned the wound, her movements were so gentle that Qing Chi didn't feel any pain, instead she felt a cool and refreshing sensation, it was even somewhat comfortable.

  Qingchi gazed at Xiangyue's anxious little face with great interest, and unexpectedly felt a sense of enjoyment. The world was indeed wonderful, not long ago, the person in front of him was still himself, but now everything had changed, he was no longer himself, she was no longer herself. Qingchi smiled, what was I thinking? He had confused himself.

  But is that really yourself?

  Two identical sky-blue butterflies were tied to both sides, soft and smooth long hair was casually draped over the slender shoulders, like a small stream with a long source, two curved new moon eyebrows were now furrowed in annoyance, bright big eyes still had tears with sparkling stars, pouting mouth, pouting very high... Hehe, really want to kiss it.

  Good heavens! ... Qingchi shuddered, what was I thinking? Have I fallen in love with myself? How ridiculous...

  Xin Yue bit her finger, carefully examining the wound. The glass shards had been removed and the bleeding had almost stopped. Fortunately, it wasn't a major issue, but what could she use to bandage it? There were no bandages, and her clothes were too dirty. If the wound became infected, that would be bad.

  "Hey? Are you looking at me? " Xinyue subconsciously touched her cheek and asked softly, "It's basically been taken care of, does it still hurt?"

  Qingchi didn't answer immediately, but continued to stare at Xiangyue. As their eyes met, it seemed as if time had frozen, and a strange atmosphere filled the air.

  Why didn't I know before that my face is so good-looking? Xinyue lowered her head, but her eyes quietly rolled up and stared at Qingchi, her heart jumping around like a little white rabbit.

  A slightly disheveled hair, with a hint of wildness, implying a bold and uninhibited personality, high-bridged nose, long and slender eyes, and lips that seem to be carved by a knife, making him look like a handsome big brother.

  Obviously it's the same person, so why does it feel completely different from before?

  "It doesn't hurt anymore, thank you." Qingchi said lightly, with a hint of shyness on his face, as he slowly reached out with his left hand and gently brushed the hair away from Xiangyue's face.

  Xīn yuè fēn míng gǎn shòu dào le nà fèn hǎn jiàn de wēn róu, xiàng zhǐ xiǎo mián yáng yì bān, wēn shùn de zuò zhe, yī dòng bù dòng, xiǎo shǒu bù zhī suǒ cuò de fàng bèi zài shēn hòu, yù cōng shì de shí zhǐ jǐn jǐn chán rào zhe, xiàng yī qún bù tīng huà de wá gǒng.

  Qingchi's breathing was rapid, his left hand trembling slightly. He distinctly felt the weight in his hand increase slightly, and that delicate, lovely yet familiar little face had completely leaned against it, letting his hand support it lightly.

  So warm, so tender, so smooth and fine... So comfortable...

  The small building became increasingly quiet, as if even the loud rumbling sound from downstairs was gradually moving away. The air temperature rose rapidly, but in this small space, it was warm and sweet, full of warmth.

  It hurts so much!

  Qingchi suddenly withdrew his hand and was about to cover the wound, but a pair of soft and delicate hands stopped him. "Don't touch the wound, it will get infected!"

  "What do you want me to do, just sit here motionless?"

  Xīn Yuè thought for a moment, then suddenly said shyly: "Qīng Chí, could you turn your face away for a moment?"

  "What? What do you want to do?" Qingchi asked in confusion.

  "Turn around..." Xinyue lowered her head, her small face already a deep crimson.

  Looking at this pitiful appearance, Qing Chi suddenly felt a sense of unbearable sympathy and couldn't bear to be curious, immediately turning his face away.

  Then...

  In the stillness, only the sound of clothes falling off can be heard.

  Quiet...

  Even the clouds in the sky blushed, they quietly covered the moon, making its already weak light faint and difficult to discern.

  In the small building, Qingchi, who had closed his eyes, suddenly felt a dry and thirsty sensation. That strong curiosity also kept jumping out of his mind.

  Qingchi quietly turned her face away, and what was imprinted on her eyelids was that white jade-like smooth back, tender and slippery, like a peeled lychee, making people want to take a bite.

  Looking at her, looking at his former body, Qing Chi suddenly felt a not-so-small sense of guilt. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to turn away, falling into deep thought.

  Is that really yourself? Is it still the same self as before? Qingchi has a feeling, Xinyue has become Xinyue, she was like this before and still is now, just like nothing ever happened.

  Is everything still reversible? Are the two people going to become parallel lines that never intersect again?

  "What are you thinking about?"

  Qingchi came back to her senses and saw Xinyue sitting beside her, bending over to bandage her own wound, and in her hand was...

  Fragrant and warm, it feels so comfortable when applied to a wound!

  "Does it hurt?" Xīnyuè asked, her face flushing as she carefully bandaged him. "This... to prevent infection, only this small piece of clothing is the cleanest, you won't blame me, will you?" Xīnyuè looked up at Qīngchí with those beautiful, soul-capturing eyes, looking pitiful. Qīngchí's mouth was half open, unable to speak.

  "Xīnyuè, don't you think... we..."

  "What? We... what?"

  Boom boom boom... Two hearts beating non-stop...

  In the darkness, two pairs of shining eyes sparkled like stars, reflecting each other.

  As they gazed into each other's eyes, both of them held their breath...