Quick Wear: The Cold God is infinitely fond of the host

My name is Qin Ji.

Both his parents died when he was young.

When I was a child, I accidentally heard the servants at home say that my parents had not planned to have me and were going to abort the baby but they didn’t expect the baby to be born prematurely.

My mother died of severe hemorrhage during childbirth, and my father was sentenced to death for suspected crimes.

My only relative, my grandfather, only cares about my grades and doesn’t care whether I grow up healthily.

The old man doesn't like me.

He hated my father, and he hated me too.

So I was assigned various professional courses day and night.

Horse riding classes, fencing classes, advanced mathematics classes, foreign language classes, art classes, economics classes, etc.

If the teaching results of the day do not meet his requirements, the student will be severely punished, with verbal abuse at the mildest and beatings at the worst.

There were a few times when I was beaten so hard that my skin was torn and flesh was exposed, but afterward they arranged for someone to apply medicine on me, and this happened every day.

If they were still not satisfied, they would be thrown into a dark little room and locked up there for the entire afternoon.

Boundless darkness swept over me, and I could only swallow the blood-stained pain back into my throat, enduring it, day after day for ten years.

It wasn't until he died of illness when I was 14 that I felt completely freed.

But I was not happy. Since I was a child, I realized that I was different from my peers.

They can play games as they please, but I can only live like a puppet according to the prescribed dogma.

I didn't feel anything when the old man passed away. It wasn't the pain of losing a loved one that people usually talk about. Instead, I felt very calm.

When outsiders saw this, they avoided me and insulted me behind my back, calling me an unfilial son. Because of my father’s criminal activities, I was often insulted with names such as “should not have been born” and “son of a criminal”.

I have no idea about this.

Life on earth lasts only a few decades, and in the end we are nothing but a handful of earth.

I stood out from a group of smooth-talking old foxes with my outstanding business acumen and created a business path of my own.

Later, I accumulated countless assets and experienced the ups and downs of life. When I returned from the military, I was only 26 years old.

Outsiders envy me, envy my status and financial resources.

But I feel desolate inside and lonely in soul.

I live like a walking corpse, always wearing a cold and hypocritical mask on my face that I can't take off.

I originally thought that I would be alone for the rest of my life.

Who knew that God had arranged a love relationship that was unique to me.

That year, I attended the annual Hulls Auction in City A as usual, but I met such a person.

He was completely different from anyone he had met before.

Break away from dogma and do not follow the rules.

Free and passionate.

Like a warm dawn light, it illuminated him.

The young man was wearing a pure white half-face mask and was examining the palm of the man next to him.

The inference is well-founded and seems quite magical.

To be honest, he didn't believe in fate, but for no reason he wanted to give it a try.

So he, who had always been in a passive position, took the initiative to speak, hoping that the other party would tell him his fortune, which was about his career.

The two got to know each other because of this.

No one knew what had bewitched him at that time, but he bought the Gem Heart at a high price of 100 million, and offered it to the person he had just met for the first time.

A voice deep in my heart was clamoring, as if the two of them had known each other many years ago and were bound together in some way.

After the auction was over, he saw the young man go out and somehow followed him, as he clearly had no such habit before.

At that moment, he caught a glimpse of the other person's full appearance.

Just one glance and you're captivated.

It hooked his soul and made him fall into it.

He felt that the face was familiar, but he couldn't tell why.

"Mr. Qin, let me introduce myself formally. My name is Quan Si, Quan means power, and Si means unbridled."

Quan Si's lips were slightly curled, and his deep red lips were like a touch of gorgeous color, and his lips were tender and sparkling.

That was the first time the two met.

Since that day, Qin Ji found that he had changed.

He gradually became more lively and had more emotions.

And all this is because of Quan Si.

He likes all aspects of Quan Si, whether he is shining at the exhibition or looking serious with a frown on his brows while working.

Or maybe it's the cuteness of showing off one's food with big mouthfuls.

He loves them all.

This liking gradually transformed into deep love over time, penetrating into his bones and making him fall completely and madly in the warmth and fragrance fabricated by Quan Si.

He was tempted by power and enjoyed it.

Over the years, I have experienced some things.

They finally came together hand in hand.

The process was not easy, but he was satisfied.

During the Fives incident, when Quan Si took out the national token that symbolized the supreme royal power, his heart suddenly began to beat wildly.

He has always been fearless, but now he is afraid.

Afraid that Quan Si would leave him.

Just because the other party has already become his weak spot.

After some hesitation, he finally asked the question in his mind:

"Everyone wants you to be the king, why don't you accept it?"

"You are my kingdom."

The young man's voice was hoarse and tinged with mist.

"I mean, you are my whole world."

Qin Ji's heart skipped a beat.

Later his baby fell in love with traveling.

So he would accompany the other party in whatever he did, as long as Quan Si was happy.

He hopes that his son can always be safe and happy.

But the good times don't last long.

That night, the aurora they watched together was forever frozen at that moment, and from then on, they would never be able to have it again.

When he woke up again, there was only a pile of neatly arranged letters beside him. The person he loved so much had long since disappeared without a trace.

Qin Ji felt the pain only later.

From childhood to adulthood, he never cried even when he was imprisoned or beaten.

But after Quan Si left, he cried every night.

This kind of pain is very strong, the chest is sore, and even breathing becomes numb.

He gave the letters to Quan Si's parents and several of his friends, and they were all very emotionally devastated when they found out.

There was no light on in the dim room.

Qin Ji lowered his eyes, his eyes were dark and it was obvious that he had not had a good rest during this period of time, or perhaps he had not slept at all.

He can't sleep.

Every time I close my eyes, Quan Si’s image appears in my mind.

In the five years that they had been together, countless little details had turned into piercing blades, ruthlessly piercing his heart.

His heart had been bleeding for a long time and the pain was numb.

But he pretended to be calm.

Qin Ji completely shut himself off.

Shen Xi took care of the company's affairs, and Qin Ji locked himself in the room every day, staring at Quan Si's photo in a daze.

"Liar..." Qin Ji's voice was frighteningly hoarse.

Quan Si clearly said that he would not leave him.

Now he is alone, and Lai Fu, the boy he raised, has unfortunately passed away due to reaching the end of his life.

He opened the letter Quan Si left for him, and even though he had read it countless times, he read it again.

At the end, there is this sentence:

Aji, I love you, don’t forget me.

That day, Shen Xi knocked on Qin Ji's door again.

He knocked several times before the door opened.

He raised his eyes and his pupils suddenly shrank.

The man who was originally full of vigor and vitality now looked haggard. His face was pale, and the deep dark circles under his eyes undoubtedly suggested that he had not been able to sleep for a long time.

"Shen Xi," Qin Ji's empty eyes fell on him for a second before leaving, "When I die, scatter my ashes into the sea."

His tone was calm and utterly peaceful.

He lowered his eyes and thought:

Si'er, the ocean is vast and boundless, you and I will eventually meet again, right?

Shen Xi frowned, "What nonsense are you talking about? I'll take you to the hospital. You look too scary!"

Qin Ji didn't say anything, but closed the door again.

The next day, Shen Xi came to his residence again because he was worried, but this time no one answered him no matter how many times he knocked on the door.

He panicked and quickly called a locksmith, saying that he would be responsible for anything that happened.

The moment he opened the door, his pupils shrank sharply.

In the dim room, Qin Ji was lying motionless on the bed, holding a photo of his loved one in his arms.

Shen Xi walked over with trembling steps, stretched out his hand and took the initiative to feel his breath.

Besides, he had a letter in his hand.

"..." Shen Xi suddenly collapsed to the ground, his heart filled with infinite sadness and desolation.

He managed to hold back his tears, but the moment he picked up the letter, the tears could no longer be held back, bursting out uncontrollably.

Title of the letter: To my wife Sisi.

I scanned the entire page and finally stopped at the end:

Si'er, please don't forget me, I'm here to find you.

According to Qin Ji's request before his death, after his body was cremated, his ashes were scattered into the vast blue sea by Shen Xi.

The sea breeze is gentle and the sky is bright.

No one noticed that a faint white light burst out from the urn, spread into the clouds, and moved towards an unknown place.

Death is not the end, oblivion is.

I won't forget you, I just hope you can remember me too.

【End of extra】

[Any cute people who see this, please give a shout-out~ I found that many beauties like to read articles silently instead of commenting, hahaha. ]

[Preview: The next dimension is ancient times, setting: a murderous and sinister emperor x a seductive and seductive courtesan. ]

[As the top male courtesan, he only sells his art but not his body, he is absolutely pure~]

[And in the next plane, there are multiple people who like Quan Si with a single arrow, so he is super popular~]

[Life is full of regrets, and a short separation is for a better reunion next time. Beauties, don’t be too sad, pat your head, they will grow old together in every plane in the future~]

[My dear wives, please don’t give up on this story. I promise it will be sweet later on. This is just a little bit of abuse to please you. I’m mainly writing sweet stories~]