Xie Qi is different from all the other taskers. He does not belong to any dimension and cannot have any emotional ties with ordinary humans.
If Xie Qi really needs to spend his flowering period with someone, then that person can only be someone who can quickly go through the game, but where can he find someone who can quickly go through the game for him now?
Yu Ze shook his head, threw the thoughts out of his mind, and continued to head towards Qingxu Peak.
However, when he returned to Qingxu Peak, he found that Xie Qi was not in the yard.
Yu Ze looked around and finally went towards Xie Qi's room, but the moment he opened the door, a strong and suffocating fragrance hit him in the face.
Xie Qi's room was covered with dense green vines, which seemed to have life and were growing wildly. Except for the bed, everything else in the room was covered with vines.
Xie Qi buried his face in the pillow. The jade crown that tied his hair had fallen off during his struggle. His usually neat clothes were now wide open, revealing white patterns on his exposed abdominal muscles.
The waist belt had been torn apart by the unconscious tearing, and the jade belt hook made a crisp sound when it hit the ground.
After hearing the door open, Xie Qi opened his eyes and looked towards Yu Ze. He seemed to want Yu Ze to respond to him and stretched out his hand towards Yu Ze, but rational restraint made him withdraw his hand. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "Master...Father, get...out..."
However, the impact of this scene made Yu Ze stand there in a daze, his mind going blank.
When Xie Qi transformed, his hair was black like a human's, but now it had turned silver-white. Apart from the bed and the person, everything else was covered in a rich green, like a night-blooming cereus wrapped in vines, blooming again.
After hearing what Xie Qi said, Yu Ze did not choose to leave. Instead, he stepped in and closed the door.
He avoided the intertwined vines on the ground and slowly walked to the bed. After standing still, he stared at Xie Qi on the bed, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.
Although the scene before him was so strange, Yu Ze still felt that this kind of thing could not be solved in that way alone. With his strength, he should be able to deal with such a situation.
So, he took a deep breath, calmed himself, then stretched out his hands, gathered the spiritual power in his body into his palms, and prepared to use the power of the law to help Xie Qi get through this special flowering period.
However, Yu Ze's idea seemed too naive. When he injected the power of the law into Xie Qi's body, he found that the spiritual power was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no reaction at all.
Xie Qi knew it was futile, so he endured the pain and said, "Master...it's useless. You...get out first."
Yu Ze thought he had made sufficient preparations, but he never expected that there would be this hurdle. If Xie Qi couldn't make it, he would die, and he would be helpless.
"If you can't make it, you'll die. Are you afraid?"
Hearing this, Xie Qi gasped and looked at Yu Ze with a confused look, his voice also filled with some expectations, "Master... are you... willing to help me?"
However, when Yu Ze heard this, he was stunned. He had never thought about helping Xie Qi get through the flowering period before.
He mostly thought about the fact that Fang Kongyi had a lover, so that wasn't an option, and that the others weren't the ones who were going through the game quickly, so that wasn't an option either. As for himself, Yu Ze seemed to have forgotten to consider that.
Xie Qi looked at Yu Ze's hesitant and dazed look and gave a wry smile. He realized that his long-term companionship had not made Yu Ze develop any love for him beyond that of a partner.
If Yu Ze will leave him one day in the future, what’s the point of getting through it today.
So Xie Qi turned over and faced Yu Ze with his back, "Master...you go out first, I...I will recover on my own..."
Xie Qi clenched his teeth so tightly that blood oozed from the corners of his lips, but he still stubbornly refused to whimper. His left hand tightly grasped the quilt, while his right hand uncontrollably tore open his clothes.
Yu Ze watched helplessly as Xie Qi's health rapidly decreased. For the first time in his life, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness, as if no matter how hard he tried, he could not prevent Xie Qi's death.
At the same time, the Sect Leader's words echoed in his ears like a curse, making his thoughts even more confused. Was that really the only way to save Xie Qi? Yu Ze couldn't help but begin to doubt.
Moreover, Yu Ze found that there seemed to be no other more suitable candidate except himself.
At this moment, Yu Ze heard Xie Qi's weak plea: "Please... please... go out first..." The voice was full of extreme grievance, and even had a hint of crying.
Yu Ze stared at Xie Qi's painful expression and was silent for a moment. He had never thought about such a thing, and would never think about it, because such a thing would not happen in his duties.
But now, this kind of thing appeared in front of him without any warning, and he only had one choice: to save or to die.
Yu Ze sighed, and finally climbed onto the bed. Then he leaned over to Xie Qi and said softly, "Master is willing."
These few simple words struck Xie Qi's heart like a heavy hammer. Yu Ze's words instantly shattered his long-held desires, and all his rationality vanished. At this moment, the only thing left in his mind was Yu Ze's words of willingness.
So before Yu Ze could react, he was gently pushed down on the bed.
The veins on Xie Qi's arm, which was supported by his ear, were taut, clearly a restrained position, but his falling hair was like a gauze curtain, trapping the two of them in a private space.
When their noses touched, they paused for three breaths, giving Yu Ze enough room to dodge. Only when he realized that Yu Ze did not dodge did Xie Qi dare to cover his lips.
Countless strands of hair falling in front of my eyes are like countless hot breaths falling on my neck.
The retreating fingertips touched the cold bed wood, and were immediately pulled back and pressed into the hot palm, sinking into the gap between the interlocking fingers.
Leaning back, hooking closer, losing strength, and delivering, it was as if the life force had been sucked out of it, and it lay limp in his palm.
It is a powerless struggle and a willing defeat.
He would freeze his movements when he heard a muffled groan, and would not continue until he was sure that there was indulgence in the other person's eyes.
Until the cool evening breeze mixed with the bright moonlight slowly fell like a veil, until the ripples on the lake surface gradually calmed down.
The quilt and pillow were intertwined, the breath gradually calmed down, and the broken tenderness was silent.
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