Chapter 45: Dependence and the Warmth of Sharing the Same Boat
Finally, Zheng Qiuyu moved. She took out the water bag and cloth from her storage ring, wrung them out stiffly, and leaned over.
Wipe the blood off your face for the burning fire.
She didn't even realize that her hands were shaking.
It was an instinctive unfamiliarity and resistance to the idea of "caring for others." Throughout her two lives, she had only known how to exploit, hurt, and extract value from others to survive.
Tender? What is that? Is it edible?
The dried blood clots were slowly loosened and peeled off by the warm water. When my fingertips accidentally brushed across his tightly closed eyes, his long, curled eyelashes fluttered slightly like butterfly wings.
Zheng Qiuyu's heart also tightened tightly due to this.
This was the first time she had looked at this man at such a close distance, with a gaze stripped of "exploitation" and "calculation".
Continuing to wipe downwards, she saw the tiny wound on his slender neck, cut by the aftermath of the energy. It was shallow, but so glaring that it made her pupils shrink.
Her mind was instantly filled with the image of him standing in front of her when he lost control! It was also filled with the crushing pain in his scarlet eyes when he suffered the backlash of the love poison!
The heart felt like it was being pierced by countless fine poisonous needles, causing a dense and inescapable pain.
This pain was accompanied by guilt and embarrassment that she could not understand.
The night is getting darker.
Zheng Qiuyu sat cross-legged in meditation, forcing herself to focus her mind and concentrate on refining the medicinal power. As the technique began to work, the heat in her body was absorbed by her spiritual energy, and her temperature slowly dropped to a freezing point.
The sleeping fire seemed to feel the cold.
His handsome brows were tightly knitted together, like a lost child. Unconsciously, he instinctively moved his body towards the only "heat source" beside him, which was also imprinted deep in his soul.
Zheng Qiuyu was at a critical moment of recovery and did not notice it.
He rolled over again, this time with a much larger movement.
Finally, like a large canine that was seeking a last refuge in the cold winter and felt extremely insecure, he rested his head on her legs very naturally.
He even rubbed his warm cheek against the soft flesh of her thigh, as if he had found the most stable and comfortable harbor in the world. His brow, which had been furrowed for a long time, finally relaxed completely.
"boom--!"
The moment of contact, Zheng Qiuyu's body suddenly stiffened, as if struck by lightning!
Blood rushed backward, and all the muscles in his body instantly tensed to the extreme! There was only one thought in his mind, an instruction engraved into his bones by the survival instinct of two lifetimes -
Kick him down! Kill him!
Anyone who dares to get so close to her and put her in a passive position is a threat! They deserve to die!
The force gathered in the knees was almost about to explode!
But, just when her murderous intent was boiling, she suddenly lowered her head.
My sight met that defenseless sleeping face.
That face, handsome enough to make the world pale in comparison, no longer had the devastation of chaos, nor the coldness of a god. Instead, it even had a hint of childish peace and dependence.
It was as if she was his whole world.
“…”
The force that was enough to break rocks just stayed there... stuck.
It’s really... fatal.
The high wall in Zheng Qiuyu's heart, built with lies, vigilance, blood and two lives of loneliness, was no longer just a crack at this moment.
Instead, there was a loud "boom" sound, and a corner was knocked down by the sleeping face!
Beneath the ruins was a messy softness that even she herself felt unfamiliar with.
She finally gave up struggling.
His stiff body gradually relaxed. She even reached out her hand, picked up a robe from the side, and with awkward movements, gently covered him with it.
The moonlight shone through the window on the side of the ship onto her face, illuminating the extreme complexity in her eyes.
She murmured in a voice that only she could hear, with a bitter smile of her own stupidity and an unprecedented seriousness, as if she was making a blood oath with her soul.
"never mind……"
"Zhao Huo, you're a lunatic who doesn't follow orders... and you're also an incurable fool."
"Without you, I wouldn't be alive today."
She paused, as if trying to convince herself who was still clamoring about the danger, each word she spoke was crystal clear.
"From now on, we two share one life."
"Don't even think about it, die first."
These words were both a promise to Zhuo Huo and an ultimatum to herself. For the first time, she willingly carried the weight of another person in her life.
This sudden warmth that made her feel flustered was a peace she had never experienced in her two lives.
However.
Just when her defenses collapsed and the softest part of her inner self was exposed to the air.
Just when this peace still has a scorching temperature.
The power of "Heart Demon Curse" that crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and was launched by Venerable Yinggu at the cost of burning his soul, was like a cold and poisonous snake that smelled blood, silently penetrating the extremely powerful defensive formation of the Xingyin Boat!
It ignores all physical and legal barriers.
It accurately targeted not her body, but the part of her heart that had just collapsed, the budding, hot peace.
Then, with the most vicious curse, he went straight to Zheng Qiuyu's sea of consciousness between his eyebrows!
The murderous intention is right before our eyes!
It's not painful.
It's torn.
Zheng Qiuyu's consciousness seemed to be pulled out from the depths of his soul by a pair of invisible big hands!
The last second, it was the quietness of the cabin and the comforting warmth of his head resting on my legs.
Next second!
[Crack!]
The world before my eyes was like a smashed mirror, shattered into billions of sharp pieces of light with a sharp explosion.
The vision was swallowed by an extreme, maddening pure white.
There is no sky and no earth.
Boundless and silent.
At the end of the pure white space, a figure stood quietly.
Burning fire.
It's him.
Not him either.
The eyes that were once filled with chaos and dependence were now as clear as two pieces of ten-thousand-year-old black ice.
There was no trace of the warmth she was familiar with.
only……
A chilling scrutiny.
Undisguised disgust.
And, that murderous intent that was as real as a physical being, to torture her to death...!
Zheng Qiuyu's heart was violently stopped at this moment!
Burning Fire spoke.
The voice was so familiar that it was etched in her bones, but the tone was like an ice blade tempered with poison, stabbing her heart with every word.
"Zheng Qiuyu."
He chanted her name as if he was chewing something disgusting.
"You... despicable liar."
He moved.
Step by step, he walked towards her.
There was no earth-shattering divine power, but the pressure from the ancient god of chaos was like mercury pouring on the ground, penetrating into every inch of her bones and every bit of her soul.
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