My boyfriend is not a human being? It’s over. I love him even more!

Chapter 59: My Boyfriend’s Waist, the Soul-Snatching Knife (End)

outside world.

These few words have an extremely powerful temptation to a seven-year-old boy.

There were many cold days and nights when he wrapped himself in a thin, dirty quilt, huddled in a shabby wooden house, flipping through a torn newspaper he had picked up, staring at the blurry pictures and unfamiliar words on it, but he treasured it very much.

He once hid far away and eavesdropped when the old people were telling stories to the children.

They said there were more people and more beautiful scenery in the world outside.

Colorful flowers, green forests and meadows, and children his size going in and out of school every day.

These things were all unfamiliar to him.

He didn't know who his parents were. Perhaps he was abandoned by his parents who could not support themselves, or perhaps his parents had actually died of hunger and he was the only one who survived.

Even the name "Wei Qi" was something he found on a piece of paper in his old clothes. He didn't recognize the two words written on it. He took a lot of pine nuts taken out from a squirrel's nest and went to find an old man who could read. Only then did he know that the two words were pronounced "Wei Qi".

In fact, he didn't know whether the old clothes belonged to him or not. He just called it by that name because the name was written on the note.

In the cold season, life is not easy for every family, but Wei Qi is alone, and it is obviously even more difficult for him to survive.

Seven-year-old Wei Qi also envied other children for having clean clothes to keep warm, delicious food to fill their stomachs, and the careful care of their elders. When he was picking up food, he often couldn't help but secretly hide behind a tree, watching other people walking together and talking and laughing as they passed by.

Of course he would also want to make friends.

A child got lost in the mountains and fell in the snow.

Wei Qi plucked up his courage, walked over quickly to help the fallen child up, and gave the child the pine nuts he had picked up. The child slapped the thing in his hand away with one hand.

"I don't want such a dirty thing!"

Wei Qi felt a little sad. He withdrew his dirty hands in inferiority, but he didn't think that others were wrong, because he was indeed very dirty and it was reasonable for others to dislike him.

So, he learned to live away from the other people in town and began to fear the outside world.

The world outside is so good, there must not be a child as dirty as him. Shouldn't he go out into the world?

The kind uncle in the cave told him, "Don't worry, the world outside is good, everyone is friendly, no one will hate you, they will like you as much as I do."

It was at this moment when hope was ignited that his life ended in that dark cave.

And now, his lover said he wanted to take him to the outside world.

He felt fear instinctively.

Chu Xiang gently kissed his face, then the corner of his lips, with a smile in her voice, "Wei Qi, I'm here. No matter where you want to go, I'll be with you."

On the bedside table, next to the little snowman with a bow on its head, there was another little snowman accompanying her. When Chu Xiang went to the top of the mountain, she always brought this little snowman with her. It was her amulet, so she never encountered any danger on her way up.

What Chu Xiang didn't say and Wei Qi didn't ask was that she entered the cave.

The gloomy atmosphere is terrifying, the corpses on the ground are also very frightening, and the inconspicuous broken bowl in the corner represents that a long time ago, a lovely child once released his innocent kindness here.

Up to now, Chu Xiang still didn't understand many things, but under the guidance of the little snowman, she reached the edge of the dark river.

The water was bottomless, and before you even get close, you can feel the chill. The underground river here is connected to the lake in the town. Perhaps it sensed what she was looking for, a black tail swung out a small head from the water.

The skull sleeping in the mud was naturally dark and very dirty. In the dim light of the flashlight, it was picked up by a pair of hands.

Driven by a strong instinct, Chu Xiang took off his gloves, touched the cold water, and washed the mud off the skull, turning it into a clean white color.

The hollow eye sockets, the dead thing, made her inexplicably imagine his fear and despair at the moment of death. There was a gap on his head, and because of the flushing of water, the gap became even more shocking.

She held the head in her arms and whispered, "I want a complete body."

The "big fish" in the water shook its tail, indicating that only a head was left. The other parts might have disappeared in other parts of the waterway over the long years, or might have been destroyed by humans after death.

Chu Xiang held the skull in his arms for a while, then carefully put it into his bag.

In a trance, Wei Qi seemed to sense something. When being kissed by Chu Xiang, his eyes involuntarily followed the direction the little snowman was facing and looked towards the red backpack on the table.

Chu Xiang likes to carry some snacks with her because she is greedy and always likes to eat something small, but today, her bag is a little bulging, and it is obvious that there is something else in it.

Inexplicably, his black eyes gradually became misty, his blood and flesh were boiling, his mouth was dry, and the emotions surging in his body were too strong and constantly impacted his body.

His complexion became paler and paler, and with a few crisp "cracks", cracks appeared like cracked ice, spreading from his chest. His originally jade-white face also had a few more cracks, and a little bit of coldness was emitting.

Then, as if with a "bang", white snowflakes floated in the bedroom, like brilliant pure white fireworks.

Chu Xiang looked at him blankly and exclaimed "Wow".

Wei Qi saw himself in her eyes, which could break at any time. In panic, he stretched out his cracked hands to cover her eyes and said with difficulty: "Xiang Xiang... don't look at me, don't be afraid of me..."

Chu Xiang moved his hand away, her eyes lit with excitement, her tone leaping with joy, "Wei Qi, you are a glass doll!"

She leaned down, her face almost touching his, her eyes fixed on his scarred face. The mysterious chill in the warm room and in her breath turned into mist, interweaving with the snowflakes around her, like a dream.

She said: "I have to be more careful and take good care of you."

While Wei Qi was still confused and dazed, the girl lying on him had already bitten his lips. The quilt rose and fell with her. He put his arms around her body and placed them on her chest, increasing his strength as he held one side.

All the coldness evaporated into heat.

What she said about taking better care of him was true.

A snowflake landed on the tip of his nose and was brushed away by the girl's hand. The snowflake disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace of water.

His eyes were blurred, and his moist pupils were still trying to capture every up and down of her movements. Her name flowed out of the corners of his lips uncontrollably, "Xiangxiang...you like me so much...Xiangxiang..."

"Yes, Xiangxiang really likes you."

Chu Xiang hugged him and was also held in his arms. She and he were compatible not only physically but also spiritually.

"Wei Qi, when the snow stops, I will take you to see the outside world."

His voice trembled, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)