Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  At this moment, outside the window, it was raining, thunder and lightning, and the sea breeze was violent.

  Everything is so noisy, noisy - only he is quiet.

Quietly.

   There seems to be a huge suction cup on her body, absorbing her and sticking her firmly.

   Before Yun Si had time to see him clearly, she touched his extraordinarily cold and damp body. The wet, sticky flesh was gradually hidden under the human skin. The human skin was cold, hard and without a trace of elasticity.

  She was entangled and clinging to each other, and the clothes on her body were quickly soaked and chilly.

  She raised her head, and what she saw was his pale and sickly face. In the dark, it was as cold as a dormant poisonous snake.

   Silent, dangerous and terrifying.

  Yun Si stabilized her center of gravity, hugged him, calmed down a bit, "You're back?"

  Her hand was warm, with the body temperature of life, touching him gently.

  The damp human skin quickly became dry, soft, and a little elastic. Although it was still cold to the touch, at least it was still human skin.

  After he came back, he put on the human skin again, and the monster hid in the human skin, hugging her like a human.

  The cold man's hand penetrated into her clothes, tightly grasping and tightening, he didn't breathe, only the sound of snoring came from his chest.

  Heavy, oppressive, hanging like a boulder, muffled, reverberating.

  Yun Si put her hand on his naked and dry back, "What's wrong? What happened?"

He will hardly have emotions—even if he had, it would not be like this, dull, empty, as if left by the gods outside the edge of the universe, like a poor wretch forgotten by everyone, lonely, silent, withdrawn , speechless.

  He was all over his body, as if everything had been taken away, he became too quiet, he didn't say a word, just hugged her tightly.

  Feeling her body temperature, like hugging the only fire tightly in the ice and snow, trembling, desperately wanting to grab it.

   "Snoring..."

  The deep voice was like a badly wounded beast, panting, collapsing, quietly licking its wounds.

  Yun Si wanted to take a closer look at him, but was hugged by him, unable to look up.

  She struggled a little, trying to stand on tiptoe, "What's wrong? Tell me, please? Are you hurt? Where did you hurt..."

【nothing. 】

  He obviously had fluctuating emotions, but he seemed to calm down a little under her extra soft caring voice.

  Like a robot, cold and calm.

  【It’s just that it’s going to be foggy. 】

   The words came out, Yun Si noticed that outside the balcony—

   The rain did not know when it started, and it became smaller.

   Fog also rose.

  Hazy fog—not the kind of white fog like water vapor, but gloomy, like the poisonous fog continuously discharged from the chimney of a chemical factory.

  Grey, black and thick, I don't know where it started, and I don't know when it started to encroach.

  The fog started to rise, and the scenery outside the balcony seemed to fade in the blink of an eye—it became gray, dilapidated, cold, like a ghost world.

  The green and lively branches beside the balcony seem to be swallowed by the fog at this moment. The outlines of the branches and leaves are blurred little by little, silent, and finally disappear.

  Everything seems to be controlled by this fog that rises from nowhere—the sound of the sea and wind in the distance can't be heard.

  There is only the sound of rain, "Didi—tap—"

  Yun Si withdrew her gaze: "It's foggy, what does it mean?"

  He didn't answer.

  Cold hands caressed her back, slowly.

  【I am waiting for your explanation. 】

   he said.

  Yun Si was taken aback.