It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

No one answered. Chaos seemed to smile and answered his own questions.

"In that case, let him be."

He walked towards the room Xiao Huai had just entered.

Chen Chong hesitated to speak, and finally shook her head helplessly.

I hope nothing happens to Xiao Huai.

Chaos ignored the silence and tension of the crowd, and as he took a step forward, the bells rang softly.

Everyone looked away at the same time.

Chaos pushed open the door of Xiao Huai's room, the door closed gently, and his figure completely disappeared behind the door.

The roses swayed gracefully in the wind and snow. Xiao Huai leaned against the window. He had heard the sound of bells getting closer and closer. He glanced at Chaos who walked in.

His tone was flat, "What's wrong?"

Chaos didn't respond. He slowly approached until he was standing behind Xiao Huai. He chuckled and said, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Xiao Huai didn't look back, but just reached out and pushed open the window. The cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew in his face, biting but sobering.

His voice sounded calm and distant in the cold wind: "I once said something to you."

In the wind, snowflakes fell gently, covering his long eyelashes.

Xiao Huai slowly turned around, facing the light. His eyes were as deep as a cold pond, and the surface was so cold that it was intimidating, but there was a faint emotion burning quietly in the deepest part.

He raised his eyes and stared at Chaos, trying to see through the evil mask and the truth hidden underneath.

"You remind me of someone." Xiao Huai's voice was soft as he said, "His name is Lu Yuanshi."

At this moment, the snow and wind seemed to have stopped.

Suddenly, some vague emotion seemed to be about to burst out. Xiao Huai frowned slightly and spoke to himself.

"But I know that you are not him. You are the high god, and he is mine..." He looked out the window again, and snowflakes fell on his shoulders.

He lowered his eyes and added very softly, "He is the soft spot in my heart."

The sound was too soft, like holding a ball of bubbles in one's hands, gently and carefully, afraid that they would be blown away by the wind.

Chaos' knuckles trembled slightly. He looked at Xiao Huai's back and listened to Xiao Huai whispering one word after another about Lu Yuanshi.

"He is a strangely kind man. I have eaten a lot of food he cooked, and he also knows that I like sweet food. Once, he baked a sweet potato, which was really bitter, but at that time, I actually thought it was very sweet." Xiao Huai finally turned around with a pure smile in his eyes.

He whispered, "I thought I would be lonely forever, but he broke into my world. My vision is actually very small, and it can only accommodate one person."

When he said this, his eyes flickered slightly, as if he was recalling some distant time.

"So every time, I look forward to meeting him again."

His voice paused in the air for a moment, then he slowly lowered his eyes and stared at his open palms.

Snowflakes fell lightly into his palm, and in an instant turned into cold water droplets and disappeared without a trace.

That brief moment seemed like some hidden emotion in his heart.

"I don't understand what this feeling is, and I don't understand him..." Xiao Huai's voice was soft, with a hint of uneasiness and hesitation.

He clenched his fists, and the melted snow flowed through his palms.

It's cold.

"I don't really believe in fate, but knowing him." Xiao Huai's eyes gradually became firm, "It makes me start to doubt whether everything is predetermined."

"And that kind of fate may be the luck I gamble my whole life on."

Xiao Huai turned around and faced Chaos.

His eyes were cold, yet concealed a subtle fragility.

He didn't know the expression behind Chaos' mask at this moment.

I don’t know how many times Chaos’ heart was shaken at that moment.

But at this moment, the silence between the two seemed to be louder than words.

Every word Xiao Huai said echoed in the depths of each other's souls, connecting into an invisible string of beads, quietly melting the confusion in their hearts.

Fate is like a tangled thread.

Xiao Huai finished speaking and sighed softly. He passed by Chaos and whispered to himself, "Sorry, I said something you didn't understand. Just pretend I didn't say it."

He took a step forward and just as his shoulder brushed against Chaos's, his wrist was suddenly grabbed tightly by a strong force.

Xiao Huai looked up at the hand that was holding him.

Chaos' fingers were warm and strong, clasping his wrist tightly.

The snowflakes are still falling, but time has stopped at this moment.

In silence, Chaos loosened his grip again. He lowered his head and spoke in a low and slow voice, "That Lu Yuanshi is really lucky."

After he finished speaking, Xiao Huai was stunned for a moment and looked at Chaos with complicated eyes.

"Lucky..." Xiao Huai repeated in a low voice, his eyes flashing slightly, and he chuckled, but didn't say much.

There were three beds in the room. Xiao Huai walked straight to the middle one, lifted the quilt, and lay down quietly.

The bed was soft, and the warm touch enveloped him, dispelling the chill from the outside world.

Xiao Huai pulled up the quilt, closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually slowed down, as if he fell into a peaceful sleep.

But in reality, he wasn't really asleep.

He lay quietly in bed, and could clearly hear the sound of wind and snow outside the window.

My thoughts were churning in the silence, and all kinds of scenes from the past emerged one by one, like countless fragments being pieced together in my mind and then gradually scattered.

After a long time, his eyes opened a little.

Whether human or god, everyone needs rest, so Chaos lies on the bed on the right.

Xiao Huai turned sideways and looked at Chaos after he lay down.

He thought Chaos would take off the mask when he slept, but he still wore it.

Why do you have to hide your true face even when you sleep?

Before he knew it, he had been staring for almost half an hour.

Suddenly, Chaos spoke, his voice low and calm: "Aren't you tired of staring at me like this?"

Xiao Huai was stunned. He didn't expect to be discovered by him.

However, Xiao Huai did not show any panic. Instead, he responded directly: "I'm just curious why you always wear a mask."

Chaos was silent for a moment, then turned his gaze to Xiao Huai. The emotions in his eyes were hidden behind the mask, making it difficult to see.

He slowly sat up and said jokingly, "I'm too ugly. If someone saw me, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to sleep because of the ugliness."

Xiao Huai raised his eyebrows slightly and laughed out loud.

"I couldn't sleep anyway." Xiao Huai replied in a calm voice, then looked away.

A gentle light flashed across Chaos's eyes, and his tone remained relaxed, with a hint of nonchalance: "If you really want to see it, I can let you take a look."

Before he finished speaking, he reached out and took off his red mask.

Xiao Huai didn't even notice Chaos's movements until he felt the mask gently covering his face.

There was still a trace of Chaos' body temperature in the mask, with a faint warmth.

Xiao Huai was slightly stunned and raised his hand to take it off, but Chaos suddenly leaned over when he was not paying attention, and gently pressed his warm lips on the edge of the mask.

The snow-white hair fell on Xiao Huai's cheeks, and his dark eyes were as bright as the stars at that moment, and his eyes were full of Xiao Huai.

When Xiao Huai talked about Lu Yuan, he looked calm, as if he was listening to another person's story.

But who knew that in his heart, he had already been moved by Xiao Huai a thousand times.

He touched the hair beside Xiao Huai's ear and smiled evilly: "Did you see it?"

Xiao Huai was speechless for a moment, his vision was completely blocked.

He clearly didn't see anything, but he seemed to be under a spell and didn't move at all.

Because he felt the warmth of Chaos approaching.