Help, I accidentally picked up the beast

Mi Xiaoxiao's fainting immediately made Huaci anxious. He jumped onto the sofa and shook him with his paws, but Mi Xiaoxiao didn't respond at all.

Huaci lowered her head, felt Mi Xiaoxiao's breath with her cheeks, it was a little weak, but fortunately she just fainted.

Hua Ci tapped his phone, remembering that Fang Tuo and Bai Yutian had gone to other places, he jumped off the sofa in agitation and went into Bai Yutian's room to look for medicine.

He pays little attention to others, let alone where the medicine is.

Hua Ci looked around, stared at the bedside table for a few times, and opened the door to see that there were several cardboard boxes lying in the transparent storage box.

Could it be this?Huaci took out one of them, stepped on the opening, and found a few white pills stuffed inside.

Just as he was hesitating, he heard a few mutterings from the living room. He almost thought he was hallucinating.

Hua Ci ran back and saw Mi Xiaoxiao with eyes closed, grabbing something indiscriminately with one hand, his face was pale, dripping with sweat, his expression looked very painful, and his body was still trembling.

It looks like it's extremely cold.

He sighed softly and jumped up, and when he got closer, he saw the white teeth exposed by the young man, the lips and teeth opened and closed, crystal clear.

But at this moment, the slightly parted lips are constantly moaning, the tone is soft and sticky, mixed with a little hoarseness, "Hua, Huahua... I'm so cold..."

When Huaci heard this sentence clearly, her heart was pulled up violently, and she was tumbling with mixed feelings.

He suddenly hated himself a little bit, hated himself for being careless, losing his spiritual power, seeing Mi Xiaoxiao suffering so much, but still being unable to help him.

Huaci wanted to go down to get the medicine, but before he could move, Mi Xiaoxiao grabbed one of his claws.

Mi Xiaoxiao's fingertips were scorching hot, like a burning stove, the heat flow invaded along the limbs and bones, like wildfire starting a prairie fire.

The palm wrapped around him, the strength was obviously very light, but he could feel that this person had exhausted all his strength at this moment, and he was afraid that he would go away.

Hua Ci's eyes moved slightly, and he said something in his heart, I will not leave...

After finishing speaking, Mi Xiaoxiao seemed to have a telepathy with him, babbled, carefully loosened his tightly clenched fingers, but still refused to separate and hooked him.

Hua Ci turned his head, the sun had already set, leaving only a touch of moonlight.

He bent down and lay on Mi Xiaoxiao's outstretched arm. It was as hot as the touch. Mi Xiaoxiao felt his movement, and turned sideways in a daze, making a pose facing him.

It's just that the eyes are still closed, the shallow folds are opened, and the outline is as pale as a crescent moon.

Take a small breath, evenly, and spray hot air on Huaci's neck with the small air conditioner that delivers hot air.

Suddenly, the moonlight outside the window darkened for a moment, and the red maple at the intersection of the community was blown by the cold wind, rattling, accompanied by extremely white lightning.

Clouds envelop the moon, and thunder envelops the clouds, as if the sky is about to change again.

Mi Xiaoxiao is most afraid of this kind of weather, especially at night, Huaci still remembers the last time Mi Xiaoxiao was frightened by the rain and wind, and was caught and cornered.

He left the young man's thin forearm, ran down again, and entered Bai Yutian's room, trying to identify whether it was antipyretics.

When it got dark, the room became even darker without the moonlight, Hua Ci jumped up to turn on the light, but the light was not on.

I vaguely heard someone opening the door and complaining loudly in the corridor, "What's the matter, why can't the switch be pulled back!"

It was really a leaky room and it was raining all night. Huaci came back and took out the instruction manual. He saw a mess of chemical symbols on it, things he couldn't understand. typeface.

It should be it, right?Huaci went to pick up the medicine box again. It was really inconvenient for him to do things with his beastly appearance.

The flower words were picked very slowly, and the white floor boards flickered several times one after another, which was the light shaken by the lightning outside the house.

Xu Shi was too focused, and the wind and rain had started to blow outside, the cold rain fell like hail and crackled on the window, so he failed to perceive Mi Xiaoxiao's change.

Mi Xiaoxiao woke up in a daze, to be precise, she was awakened by the rainstorm.

He sweated a lot, not only wet his pajamas, but also soaked the cotton sheet on the sofa, and it was pitch black, accompanied by chaotic thunder and heavy rain, which made him fearful.

Mi Xiaoxiao sat up with difficulty, his limbs were weak, and his whole body was soft. He grabbed the cloth sheet on the sofa and exerted force, and the cloth sheet left a wet mark.

Mi Xiaoxiao took a few breaths with difficulty, his head was dizzy, his nose was blocked, and he wanted to speak, but his voice was hoarse and he couldn't make a sound.

He still remembered that Bai Yutian was not at home, Fang Tuo was not in the shop, Mi Xiaoxiao suddenly felt a little sad.

He was afraid of this kind of rainy night. One night many years ago, Mi Xiaoxiao had a high fever like this, and woke up suddenly like this. But Mi Yue was not there, and the room was even more terrifyingly quiet.

Mi Yue went to the town to find a doctor, but because the townspeople rejected Mi Xiaoxiao, Mi Yue begged for a long time, but the doctor refused to come.

Mi Yue immediately quarreled with the doctor, wasting too much time, and Mi Xiaoxiao was shocked by the thunder and went straight to the quilt. For the first time, he felt that the lonely night was too difficult.

Later, there were sequelae.

Mi Xiaoxiao covered his ears to catch his breath, and the sound of his heartbeat was reflected from his palms, making his ears hurt.

Mi Xiaoxiao covered himself for a while, then suddenly opened his closed eyes, thinking of his little figure that was always sticky, his flamboyance... By the way, he is not alone now, he has fluff.

"Huahua..." Mi Xiaoxiao lowered her arms, stood up, and walked forward in the dark, shouting eagerly.

Huaci successfully picked out the small pills, but couldn't grab them no matter what.

Mi Xiaoxiao couldn't find the little white figure anywhere, and the cold sweat flowed more and more, and his eyes turned black. Unlike this dark night, it was the hazy undercurrent surrounding his body when he fell into the abyss.

"Huahua... where are you..." The voice was a little bit wronged, the nasal voice was thick, and even the corners of the eyes were red.

Hua Ci paused and listened carefully for a while, he seemed to be moving slowly, he gave up taking the pills for the time being, paced out, and saw Mi Xiaoxiao trembling forward.

There was a fruit knife on the corner of the table. Mi Xiaoxiao had used it during the day, the tip of the knife was sharp, and it was moving forward little by little, being scraped away by Mi Xiaoxiao's pajama pants.

Mi Xiaoxiao strode forward unconsciously, his eyes dimmed from burning, and he called out to him anxiously, as if he was about to cry.

Huaci stepped forward to meet him, Mi Xiaoxiao also stepped forward, the fruit knife touched the edge of the table, and went down with the trend, the point of the knife was piercing his instep!

Huaci caught sight of it with sharp eyes, and was so anxious that he rushed towards him in a hurry, touching the ground with his toes, and the seven-petal lotus suddenly summoned up his strength, and when he hugged Mi Xiaoxiao, he was already a man in black.

"Kanglang—" The tip of the knife pierced the floor and stood there shaking.

"Huahua..." Mi Xiaoxiao almost couldn't hold on anymore, the person in front of him became more and more blurred, only from the strange fragrance from his nose, he could tell that the person was his Huahua.

Before he had time to think about why Huaci was able to support him, he closed his eyes heavily.

Thunder rumbled, and lightning flashed down. The man in black in the dressing mirror was holding Mi Xiaoxiao with one hand, and was outlined in white by the lightning.

The remaining halo hit his collar, and the seven-petal lotus protruding from his collarbone was slowly blooming.

The man's chin was slightly retracted, and he put away his sharpness. His eyes were quite delicate, long but not narrow, with a sharp color ring at the tip of his eyes, like clear ice, and there was a bit of sharpness in the raised arc. The appearance of the animal-shaped cub lacked three points of innocence, but what was filled in was all cold and solemn.

"Mi Xiaoxiao." He called out.

A coolness spread in the air, and the tone was not only not deep, but also as pleasant as a young man's. Listening to it, one could think of the sound of ice falling to the ground.

Huaci looked sideways slightly, only to realize that the person leaning in his arms had pinched the corner of his clothes at some point, relying on the action, full of trust.

The man showed no expression and was inherently indifferent. He wanted to shout again, but seeing the other party's state, it was probably useless.

He has always said very little, if he was a bit lively when he was transformed into a cub, then there is only coldness left, as cold as falling into a cold pool.

Huaci lowered his eyes, and supported the boy's waist and legs with both hands, he couldn't feel any weight, it was too light.

Hua Ci frowned, hugged him, and slowly entered the bedroom.

After putting it lightly on the bed, he stretched out his hand and pulled off the overcoat, covering Mi Xiaoxiao's body, ready to get the antipyretic medicine.

Just as he was about to take a step, Mi Xiaoxiao grabbed his sleeves.

Mi Xiaoxiao didn't have the strength to open his eyes, he was in a half-dream and half-awake state, he could only smell the fragrance of the lotus, and when he found that the fragrance was gone, he couldn't help but anxiously stretched out his hands to grab it.

Huaci stopped in her tracks, her eyes fell on the back of the white hand, the phalanges were a little red, which was left by a slight force.

Huaci spoke again, with a soft voice, "I'll be back soon."

Mi Xiaoxiao seemed to understand, hesitantly pulled the finger on the sleeve, and then obediently took it back, Hua Ci could see from that movement that Mi Xiaoxiao was a little reluctant, so he quickened his pace.

He took out another pill and raised his hand to hold the water glass. The water was already cold. He took the glass and shook it casually twice, and the water became warm.

Hua Ci threw the pill in, it melted quickly, took another small spoon, and went back to the bedroom.

Wake up to drink seems impossible, Huaci can only be patient, feeding spoonfuls to Mi Xiaoxiao's mouth, and occasionally sprinkle a little, this kind of thing is very unfamiliar.

Shengjun has never done it, and he has never served anyone.

After feeding the medicine, the rain has stopped, the wind has subsided, and the night has returned to silence, as if everything just now was just a big dream.

Huaci sat by the bed, looked at Mi Xiaoxiao, the moonlight came in through the window again, and stayed around her, illuminating the youth's extremely beautiful silhouette.

He broke through the spiritual imprisonment in desperation. These days, the food given to him by the soul spoon has made him recover gradually, but there is always an invisible net covering him, which prevents him from gathering strength.

If it wasn't just now... the black eyes were as deep as obsidian, and Huaci lowered his eyes, maybe it was time to leave.

He raised his hand, and a lotus flower suddenly bloomed at the fingertips of his clear and moist fingertips, emitting a faint blue light, and the sporadic fragments of light scattered around the lotus flower, getting brighter and brighter.

After a while, the lotus flew away.

Since receiving the Huaci signal last time, Lan Fu has been in a hurry every day. He was really relieved to be sure that Shengjun was safe and sound, but the signal was interrupted for some reason, so he couldn't find it anywhere.

Lan Fu was flipping through ancient books, trying to find something else, when the phantom of the seven-petaled lotus appeared in front of his eyes again.