Chu Ci's clothes had become dirty during this period of time. She glanced at her clothes, then looked at Zhao Jinhuai who was pulling at the corner of her clothes, and bent down so that their eyes were level.
His brows raised slightly, "What's wrong?"
His beautiful amber eyes blinked, and the sunlight, which had turned a little pale, fell through the small high window, hitting his body, dancing on his eyelashes, and casting a dark silhouette on his fair cheek.
In this apocalypse, this young boy was so exquisite that even Chen Xiao, who had thrown herself into Chu Ci's arms, couldn't help but look up at him.
The young boy didn't say anything, but just pursed his lips slightly. Because he had just run, his breathing was a little rapid, and his rosy lips turned slightly pale, looking a little fragile. Then, right under Chu Ci's eyelids, his eyes quickly turned red.
The hands that were holding Chu Ci's clothes tightened, and the fingertips were turning white.
Chu Ci raised her hand and touched his hair, tilted her head, and let her black hair slide down. To be honest, she hadn't been able to take care of herself properly for so many days, and even she was a little disgusted with the way she looked.
Chu Ci took her eyes off herself and looked at Zhao Jinhuai.
The corners of his lips were slightly pursed, and he looked a little nervous and pitiful.
"What's wrong?" Chu Ci whispered softly, pushing Chen Xiao, who was still in her arms, aside.
He raised his eyes and spoke softly, as if a little embarrassed. The young man's voice, which had not yet changed, was crisp and a little nervous, "Sister, I'm scared."
He glanced at Chen Xiao beside him, his eyes flickering slightly, and held Chu Ci's clothes tightly.
"Are those the monsters my sister was talking about?" His fair and tender little face wrinkled. Chu Ci then remembered that according to what he said, he almost never came out of that small room. Even when he followed Chu Ci on guard, he had never directly come into contact with these monsters.
Although this fair and tender little face seems to be trying hard to control its emotions, its fingers are trembling a little. It just looks at you with longing eyes, which looks quite pitiful.
Chu Ci blinked, met his gaze, and then stood up.
He raised his hand and took off the tattered white coat he was wearing.
Zhao Jinhuai's hands were still on Chu Ci's white coat. Seeing Chu Ci's action, his eyes dimmed slightly, and his fingertips tightened a little. He was trying to calmly suppress his emotions and become that good boy again.
As a result, Chu Ci's soft body came up and held him in her arms.
Zhao Jinhuai's pupils shrank slightly, and he was stunned for a moment, then he felt Chu Ci's hand patting his head twice. He looked at the clothes he was holding in his hand. Perhaps because the roaring sounds around him were a little close, she spoke in a low voice, "Just throw that clothes over there. It will affect your movement if it's too torn."
Zhao Jinhuai's love value +4, currently 5.
His eyes flickered slightly, and he responded in a low voice. He threw down the clothes in his hand and hugged Chu Ci's waist with his backhand.
An indescribable dark light appeared in his amber eyes. He frowned slightly, adjusted his breathing, suppressed the light again, and then curled the corners of his lips calmly.
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