Bird Reimu Dance · Returning Night

'Cluck, cluck... cluck, cluck..'

I suddenly raised my drooping head and rubbed my sour eyes.

Where is the sound coming from?Could it be a mouse?

The candle on the table was extinguished at some point.

There was darkness in front of me, and I blinked several times before I slowly saw everything again.

Following the sound, it came from Murong Ying..

She turned her back to me, facing the wall, curled up, motionless, and she didn't know if she was really asleep.

"Hey... did you hear anything?" I called out in a low voice, but she didn't respond.

I had no choice but to stand up while supporting the chair with some difficulty. When I stood up, I pulled the wound on my arm a little, and I couldn't help but sucked a few breaths of air-conditioning.

Slowly approaching her, the 'giggle' voice became a little clearer.

Walking to the couch, I cautiously poked my head over and was stunned.

It turned out that she was grinding her teeth.

This is the first time I've seen someone sleep like this.It seemed that she was really unhappy, she didn't expect that even in her sleep, she would have such a bitter and bitter look with frowning and gnashing of teeth.

I gently untied the rope that bound her before, and then took off the robe with difficulty to put it on her body.

The grinding of teeth stopped abruptly, and she turned around suddenly.

My hands holding the robe froze, and I didn't dare to move.

Her porcelain jade-like face was very close to me all of a sudden, and her warm breath hit my cheeks, making me a little hot.

After a while, seeing that she didn't move or open her eyes, she was convinced that she was still asleep.

I almost held my breath and slowly put the robe on her body, then turned around and was about to tiptoe away when I heard her gnashing of teeth again.

I lowered my eyes and saw that she was still curled up, her arms were tightly bound, her cheeks moved slightly, her thin lips were tightly pressed, she looked like an insecure hedgehog.

An indescribable strange feeling arose in my heart, and I bent down in a strange way, slowly stretched out a finger, and tentatively touched her soft and hot lips.

She still didn't wake up.

Be more courageous, slowly put the back of your finger between her lips and teeth, and let her bite.

The room suddenly became quiet, with a slight pain.

I slowly sat on the ground, staring blankly at her who was biting my finger.

I also don't understand why I would do this.

Maybe it's just that he doesn't want to see her with such a vengeful look in her sleep.

It seemed that after mentioning Master, she completely lost control.

Thinking of her willful suicide not long ago, her lingering lips and teeth, and that casual 'like'.

Even as dull as I am, I can understand how outrageous she is out of control.

Unconsciously raised the other hand, gently brushed away the scattered strands of black hair sticking to her cheeks, stared at her finally calm face, couldn't help but secretly kissed her soft skin hair tips.

Because there is no feeling at the tip of the hair, she should not be aware of it.

The moment the kiss was over, I finally realized... I was screwed.

Because I actually fell in love with a person who was destined not to like myself.Even if you want to hear a word of like from her mouth, it is very easy.But in fact, she is someone who doesn't even like herself...not to mention there are thousands of identity differences and lies between us.

And she said that she hates people who lie to her the most... Maybe one day, she will know that I am the kind of person she hates the most.

After thinking about it so much, I suddenly felt very sad that I was very self-aware.

Maybe the phrase "like" in my heart can't be said in my whole life.

Sighing helplessly, forget it... I am a small person in the first place...

Now that you know it's impossible, don't think so much about it.

What's more... It's really inappropriate for me and her current situation to think about these messy things.

I shook my head vigorously, trying to wake myself up.

Changing to a slightly more comfortable position, he leaned his head on the couch, took another deep look at her, then turned to the other side and stopped looking at her.

I don't know how long it took, but I finally fell asleep in a daze, but my sleep was very restless, as if I dreamed that I was being chased and killed by a man in black who couldn't see his face clearly, and I woke up again.

When I woke up, I felt that my fingers and the whole arm were numb. I turned my head and glanced at Murong Ying who was still sleeping peacefully, and couldn't bear to pull my fingers out.

Although I was suffering from hunger and cold all over my body, I still hoped that if the time could be frozen forever like this, it wouldn't be a bad idea.

A few rays of morning light squeezed in from the cracks in the stones, casting long and short bright light marks on the ground. Only then did I see that her cheeks seemed to be flushed strangely, so I reached out and touched her cheeks subconsciously.

Suddenly panicked in her heart, her skin was scorching hot.

"Murong Ying!" I sat on the bed, hugged her drowsy, soft and boneless, pinched her and called her loudly, "Murong Ying, did you hear me? Wake up! Wake up !"

After a long time, she woke up weakly, her eyes seemed to be unable to open, she frowned and said to me reluctantly, "Thirsty...I'm so thirsty..."

I caught her pulse and couldn't help but secretly scolded myself for being careless.

Sweat failure, raving, fever and thirst, and pulse dryness are signs of febrile disease.

If it is not rescued, it will be dehydrated and comatose, and it will be life-threatening.

I hurriedly stood up and searched around, but I couldn't find any water or food in the whole stone room except for the pen.

I couldn't help but panic, threw myself on the stone wall and shouted out towards the crack, "Hey! Someone here is sick! Let us out!"

After calling for a long time, no one paid any attention.

I had no choice but to shout, "Even if you don't let us out, why don't you give us some saliva?"

Still ignored.

I started hitting the wall with my body, and even drew out the short blade to chop the wall again, but it didn't help.

I don't know how long it took before I sat down against the wall, covered in sweat and gasping for breath. The wound on my arm also opened, and blood slowly seeped out.

I blindfolded my tears in frustration, feeling really useless.

For the first time in my life, I hated my own powerlessness so much.

At this time, the hoarse voice finally sounded from outside the wall, "I said, if you want to go out, you have only one way. If one dies, the other can live. Since she is already suffering so much, she will die anyway, why don't you send her away?" A journey? That medicine is painless, and you can be relieved if you take it.”

"No!" I yelled.

"Besides, you are not real siblings. From my point of view, you are not like her at all, and you have no blood relationship at all." The hoarse voice suddenly became sharper, "You yourself were injured, didn't you? Why don't you save yourself first?! If you don't do it for yourself, you will be destroyed by heaven and earth."

"No! I want to save her!" I shouted stubbornly.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because...because..."

I closed my eyes, my heart was beating fast, and I shouted, "Because I am a famous doctor! How can a doctor refuse to save you?!"

"The doctor saves people, but what did people do for the doctor? Isn't your life more important than others? Fool... What did she do for you? You care about her so much? Do you know... know?" I don't know that she is actually..." The voice hesitated to speak, and after a long silence, he said coldly, "Save her, you will regret it."

I stood up and walked to Murong Ying's side, she had passed out again.

I touched her pale and dry lips lightly, knowing that she couldn't hear it, but I still wanted to tell her, "I don't regret it."

I have been very afraid of pain since I was a child. Even if I bumped a little bit of pain occasionally, I would grin my teeth and yell.

But now it's really strange, I cut my own wrist while holding the blade without making a sound.

My blood stained her lips red, blooming strangely bright.

I didn't know it at the time... This is the fate of being the owner of this blade of love.

Throughout the day, the fever on her body never went away, and her mind became more and more confused. Although she didn't cry thirsty anymore, she often talked nonsense, sometimes calling her 'Mother Concubine', sometimes calling her 'Father Emperor', and sometimes saying ' Don't leave me', and then said 'I'm going to kill you'.

I think.. If I can get out alive, the first thing is to find Master and let her see Murong Ying, maybe only Master can untie her knot, I hope she can treat her better and make her happy in the future Some.

She has a nice smile.

Suddenly, she remembered her smiling face under the gorgeous fireworks.

I should really smile more, instead of disappearing in smoke so easily like fireworks.

"I'm so sorry..." I weakly wiped off the blood on the corner of her lips, and laughed at myself, "Maybe I'm too useless... so blood is useless..."

Suddenly, she saw her eyelashes trembling slightly, half awake, but she did not wake up after all.

Turning around and walking unsteadily to the table, I picked up the bright red highly poisonous medicine, and said to the void, "I hope you don't break your promise. If one dies, the other will live."

As soon as he raised his head, he swallowed the medicine forcefully.

The taste is unexpectedly astringent and sweet, not too difficult to swallow.

I fell down on the chair beside me top-heavy, and when I raised my eyes, I saw Murong Ying staring at me incredulously with her beautiful eyes wide open.

"You're finally awake." I pulled the corners of my lips, trying to smile at her, but I couldn't at all.

There was a loud bang behind me, and a stone wall broke open. I seemed to hear someone sighing, but there was no one outside.

"Let's go." I was a little worried that my death would be ugly if I poisoned myself, so I urged her to leave quickly.

She bit her lip and looked at me, panic and fragility finally appeared on her calm face. The next moment, she stumbled over and hugged me.

She didn't speak, but I felt her shoulders trembling, and the warm liquid slowly trickled down my collar and covered my skin.

So warm.

I wanted to ask her, didn't you say you wouldn't cry for anyone?

But suddenly he didn't want to break this incomparably beautiful tranquility, so he slowly closed his eyes to enjoy the last time.

Everything around me was silent, as if all sound had died, and I thought it was time for me.

But...

I did feel dizzy and weak in limbs due to excessive blood loss, but my heart was obviously beating faster and faster with Murong Ying's hug...

After a long time, nothing seemed to happen.

She pushed me away hesitantly, and looked at me again in disbelief.

I also looked at her very confused and asked, "What's going on? Am I... not dead?"

She stared at me, grabbed my hand suddenly and bit down.

"Ouch! What are you doing?!" I couldn't help calling out.

"It seems that he is not dead."

She turned her face away and quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

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"I can walk by myself..without help.."

I looked at her embarrassedly and said in a low voice.

She gave me a blank look, still supported me, and snorted softly, "What are you trying to do? You are really good, how did you get yourself into such a mess?" After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and stared at the wound on my wrist And deep bite marks on the fingers.

I remained silent, and I don't know what was causing it, I just didn't want her to know what I had done.

It's good that he didn't die anyway.

Seeing that I hadn't made a sound for a long time, she pursed her lips and said, "Forget it."

It's rare to see her showing such a young girl's posture. I was stunned for a while, and I turned my head embarrassingly until I met her eyes.

"I don't know where those men in black came from?"

After a long time, I was the first to break the silence.

Obviously, the men in black who imprisoned us and frightened us with "fake guns" and the men in black who assassinated me in Prince Xiang's mansion are two different groups.And the former seems to want Murong Ying to die instead of me, while the latter is just the opposite.

Murong Ying lives reclusively in the palace, and I just returned to the palace not long ago, so I don't know who I have offended.

She lowered her eyebrows, her expression was gloomy, but she didn't respond for a long time.

"Are you okay?" I asked a little worried.

She shook her head, "I'm just a little tired. It feels too safe here, so I don't have the heart to think about anything else."

I walked with her on a forest path, and the night was completely dark. The trees on both sides were blown by the wind, and they were a little orange.

After being told this by her, she immediately felt like she had just stepped out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den.

I wanted to say don't be afraid, I will protect you, but for some reason, I blurted out, "Don't be crowed!"

We walked for a while, and suddenly there were some hurried sounds in the forest ahead.

"You are really a crow's mouth.. This time is good.. I don't know what will happen again... It seems that today is God arranged for us to die together..." I was crying and holding my hand secretly. The short blade hidden in the cuff, watching the jungle vigilantly.

"Really?" A rider in a fur robe leaped out, dressed in fresh clothes and angry with his horse, with sword-like eyebrows, "I'm not sure."

Suddenly, a little bit of red light ignited in the jungle, it was Habayashi Wei.

I felt that her tense body finally relaxed the moment she saw the emperor.

The emperor got off his horse and walked up to her without even looking at me, "I'm taking the emperor back to the palace."

I wanted to hold her back, but I didn't have the courage. She turned her face away and looked at me, nodded silently, and rode away with him.

Suddenly something sour and astringent appeared in my chest, blocking my throat.

That's right, I can't give her the sense of security that is strong enough to make people feel at ease, and I can't even give myself...

I lowered my head in low self-esteem, until a slender man walked up to me, "Your Highness, will I take you back to the palace?"

I look up.

It is Nangong Jue.