Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags

The autumn wind blew through the open window, causing a creak.

The fallen leaves are like floating boats, rushing into the house in a whirl, and when they are about to fall on the bedside, the young man's nose is gently held by a slender hand.

The house was quiet and quiet. After experiencing countless trance dreams, Pei Ji was awakened by pain.

The blood stains on his back that were cleaved by the sky thunder were still aching. His consciousness and spiritual consciousness were weak. He wanted to move, but found that he couldn't use any strength all over his body.

His eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of cloth. He couldn't open his eyes, nor could he perceive the surrounding scenes with his spiritual consciousness. The surroundings were dark, accompanied by tearing pains.

The strangest thing is that the voice that has existed in his mind since he was a child...

I can't hear it anymore now.

Chengying disappeared.

He almost thought he was still dreaming.

Suddenly something soft, poked him in the cheek.

Pei Ji recognized that it was someone's fingertips.

Once the vision disappears, the rest of the senses become extremely keen.

The fingertip was icy cold, like a stream of spring water. It moved up from his cheek to the mole at the tail of the eye and poked it again.

Someone approached, put his head on the head of the bed, and pressed the mattress down slightly. He smelled the familiar gardenia scent.

"Ji Ji, Elder Wen is awake, why don't you open your eyes?"

Ningning spoke very quietly, "Even if you open your eyes, I can't tell."

Pei Ji realized that he was blindfolded, and even if he regained consciousness at this moment, he would not be discovered immediately.

Ningning supported his cheek with his free left hand, and slowly covered his right hand, covering the entire palm of his face.

She dared not use too much effort. Today's Pei Ji's complexion is whiter than that of paper, and it seems that if he touches it a little harder, it will shatter.

Thinking of this, Ningning couldn't help her nose sore.

When the death robbery came, she was drugged by Pei Ji and blindfolded. Although she could not see, she could clearly feel the spreading blood and the violent tremors of his body.

He didn't say a word before, in fact, he planned everything a long time ago, and wanted to use his own life to fulfill her.

...What a stubborn idiot.

But no one in the world can treat her better than Pei Ji.

Their trip to the desert can be said to have suffered heavy losses, and a group of people went away gracefully. When they came back, they were either seriously injured and unconscious, or their spiritual energy ran out.

Fortunately, with the help of those bandits, after some twists and turns, they finally sent everyone back to Pingchuan Town for treatment.

As for now, seven days and nights have passed since that day, and the group of them returned to the Xuanxu Sword Sect. Except for the most injured Pei Ji, the others had already awakened.

"If you don't open your eyes yet," Ningning looked at his profile without blinking, rubbing the crimson mole at the end of his eyes with her fingers, "you will become the last one."

The Tianlei masterpiece that day, even if the eyes are dazzling, will feel extremely tingling, Pei Ji abruptly greeted the thunder light, and of course his eyes were seriously injured.

In order to prevent being stimulated by strong light after waking up, the healing elders deliberately covered his eyes with a layer of white cloth.

Because of that piece of gauze, the dark black viciousness between Pei Ji's eyebrows is much smaller, Ningning can't see his eyes, only the tall nose and the thin lips that are habitually pressed tightly.

The lips were too pale, pressed down slightly, and due to the dryness of the chronic illness, a few shallow white marks were cracked.

She suddenly wanted to hug him, and wanted to ask Pei Ji if it hurts. Regardless of the answer, she must tell him to have her by his side.

Thinking more than ever before, he has been alone for too long.

"I dreamt of you last night."

Anyway, he fell asleep without consciousness, Ningning simply let go of self-talking, uttering what was in his heart.

"Didn't you talk about rabbits and ducks? I dreamed that a long time later, we two lived in a yard full of flowers—there were only two of us, and it belonged to our home."

When she said this, she always felt embarrassed. Her ears were reddened by her words. As she said, she pinched the thin flesh on Pei Ji's face: "We have many pets. One day I came home and found a rabbit. There are so many ducks that they gather into waves, and you are caught in the middle and rushing around, like a white ball."

No one responded.

"Ai."

Ningning put his head lower, almost sticking to his ear and saying, "You said, will this dream become a reality? Our home—"

The last few words choked in his throat and didn't say it.

—— Pei Ji, who was lying on the bed motionless, turned her head quickly, and her white jade face was right on the tip of her nose.

If there is no gauze, she will inevitably face the black pupils of the teenager.

Pei Ji's lips seemed to be opened, and he stopped talking.

Ningning's heart suddenly jerk, and then it beats like a drum.

When did he...wake up?

Those words must have been heard.

Her hand was still on Pei Ji's face, without removing it.

"I want to have a home with you", in this case...

Obviously it is more shy than "like you", which is tantamount to the most straightforward confession.

And she actually said it so upright.

Ningning was hot all over, just wanting to bang against the wall.

"and then?"

Pei Ji spoke without warning, endured the pain and stretched out her hand, pressing her fingertips against her joints.

His voice was so dumb, he paused for a long time, and then said softly in a jerky but extremely cherished tone: "Our home."

It's hard to tell how he felt when he heard that passage.

"Home" is something he never dared to ask for.

The insults and beatings in my childhood were not considered family, and later I met my biological father. Such a deformed and distorted relationship is even less worthy of the word.

Pei Ji had planned to be alone a long time ago, and never imagined that one day, her eyes would turn red because of a simple Chinese character.

At that time, he was lying quietly on the bed, feeling a little itchy by the girl's gentle force. Ningning's words seemed to bring warmth, and flowed into his heart along his ears, bringing unprecedented peace of mind.

Because of that sentence, every visible bone scar on his back gradually disappeared, and the warm breath swept the blood throughout his body, enveloping his heart, so gentle that he wanted to cry.

He couldn't continue to bear such a close distance, like never before, wanting to hold her tightly.

The breath in the house froze in this moment.

"Pei Ji."

Pei Ji heard Ningning's voice, which sounded very close. She answered the wrong question, smiled faintly, and the words she uttered fell on his heart: "Your ears are so red."

The heart trembled in a panic.

It was pitch black in front of him, and the sea of ​​consciousness was muddy, but Ning Ning looked at him condescendingly, and had a panoramic view of all his actions.

This is an extremely passive state.

Pei Ji didn't know anything about her next actions.

He heard the rustling of clothes rubbing.

A light wind flickered in my ears.

The girl's soft lips quietly landed on his earlobe, squeezing the red that was almost bleeding.

Her breath followed the earlobe and spread to her neck, like a little explosion of fireworks, passing through every corner of his body unscrupulously.

Pei Ji’s eyes were completely dark, only holding her breath, listening to her continue to say: "It's so hot, too."

In the endless darkness, he almost couldn't bear such bright colors.

But Ning Ning did not stop, pressed to his ears, and said very lowly, "If we had a home, we would probably get along like this every day."

The tremor in my heart spread rapidly.

It seems that countless weeds are growing wildly, and the chest can't stop itching. The turbulent emotions are hard to suppress, and they are about to break through the shackles and break out of their hearts.

This is his favorite little girl.

Ningning is so good.

She always had a smile on her face, good enough to make him proud of her from the bottom of her heart, she just had to stand there and it was a radiant glow.

He likes such a distant person, his mind is naive and humble, he has always only dared to stand in a dark corner of silence, staring at her shadow silently, as if looking at the white moon in the sky.

When Ningning smiled at him or touched him, it was Yuehua who sprinkled radiance, a few soft strands, gently falling on him.

He felt happy, but when he thought that this was all he could get, the joy broke into sharp pieces, and the pieces pierced his chest.

Pei Ji is an inferiority and cowardly coward who shrinks himself in a shell. The moon is too far away, and he sometimes stretches out his hand in vain, but is always out of reach.

I can't get it and I can't touch it, thinking like crazy, but I am also used to the repressive instinct, pretending to be indifferent.

But suddenly one day, the bright moonlight flickered, and the white light poured down like water, shining in this dim corner.

Incomparably gentle, like what would happen in a dream, Ning Ning approached step by step and came to him.

She only needs a simple smile to completely shatter the indifference he has been holding for so many years, and even his heart is soft and turned into a puddle of water. When the wind blows, it is too flustered to follow.

Her chuckle still echoed in her ears, and Pei Ji's throat rolled hard.

He spoke suddenly, his voice dumb after being burned by the flames, and said solemnly: "Ningning."

Ningning didn't understand his intention, so he softly replied, "Huh?"

In the quiet room, the girl's faint gasp sounded.

One hand couldn't help but put it on her back, and a press of it made her fall into Pei Ji's chest.

The young man blindfolded by the white cloth took a deep breath and buried his head in her neck.

If the eyes cannot see, use other senses to feel it.

Press down firmly with the palm of your hand, rubbing your fingertips on the raised butterfly bones, softly, and outline the traces of the bones little by little.

The scent of gardenia that belongs to her lingers on the tip of her nose. It is not strong, and it is wrapped in the warming heat, like a slender hook, which fits him effortlessly.

...And ears.

When Pei Ji heard Ningning's breathing, sometimes itchy when he touched him, he would unconsciously make a low breath.

The sound was like fire, burning his ears hot.

At this moment, Ningning completely belonged to him.

When he thought of this idea, he couldn't help his heart beating wildly.

As long as the object is her, even a pure hug is so fascinating.

"You talk."

Pei Ji said: "I want to hear your voice more."

Ningning's breathing gradually became steady.

She moved her head and her voice was muffled in his thin clothes: "In the future, we will travel to all directions and choose a beautiful place to live. You cook so delicious, I can teach you the dishes in my hometown... …Though I don’t know how to do it."

He couldn't help but raised the corners of his lips, lowered his head uncontrollably, and touched the girl's soft and delicate neck with his lips: "Yeah."

"That's right... He Zhizhou said, that day when the sky thunder came, you opened the ancient sword formation."

Because of his movements, his breathing was once again fragmented and disordered: "After the thunder tribulation, a sword appeared next to you. The elder said... the elder said that it was a famous sword Chengying, and it contained a sword. Spirit. It used to live in your Sea of ​​Consciousness. This time, it has been forced out by the great force after suffering from the sky thunder."

Up to this moment, the confusion and worries shrouded in my heart finally dissipated, and Pei Ji rubbed her chin: "Yeah."

He heard another abrupt breathing.

"Pei Ji."

His breath and kisses were fine and dense, and all fell in the most sensitive position. Ning Ning took a shallow breath and tried his best to straighten his back: "Itchy."

These three words were spoken by her without any thought, and Ning Ning felt that something was wrong.

She spoke very quickly, and because of the slight tremor, the whole sentence turned into fragments, and the ending sound was very soft and soft.

Coupled with the coquettish tone, it sounds a bit too ambiguous.

Ambiguous enough to make people blush and heartbeat.

Pei Ji's movements stopped abruptly, and her ears became more red.

Ningning just wanted to shrink herself into a ball, and never said anything again.

But she couldn't make the atmosphere more stagnant, so she had to bury her head lower and continue to speak: "Your injury is the most serious. You must never get up and move around in recent days, you know?"

Pei Ji has been a lot better, holding her motionlessly, and responding very seriously: "Yeah."

When she said that, his actions now are almost cautious.

She is so well-behaved that she feels sour in her heart.

"If you want to continue... it's okay."

Ningning's voice became smaller and smaller, and the last few words were inaudible.

But Pei Ji still heard what she said.

Her body quickly became hot at that moment, and she resisted timidity and told him: "I don't hate...like that."

With a heavy heartbeat, a small flower suddenly bloomed in the desolate and silent desert.

He heard Ning Ning continue to say: "Don't do such dangerous things by yourself in the future, okay? When I saw that thunder struck down..."

When she said this, she choked so much that she couldn't spit out any words.

Pei Ji raised his hand and stroked her cheek upwards, touching the hot water droplets.

Ningning was crying because of him.

The teenager couldn't see her appearance, so he could only awkwardly kiss and rinse the falling teardrops: "I know."

"you are always like this."

She seemed a little annoyed, and increased her tone: "I want to be alone for everything. Obviously everyone and I can help. If something happens to you, I—"

Ningning said after a while, gritted his teeth and took a deep breath: "What should I do."

It's completely different now from before.

Pei Ji thought, at least he still has her.

Even if it is for Ningning, he has to live well. Only when she becomes as shining as her, is she qualified to stand beside her.

"……I know."

He repeated it again in a very serious tone, his voice hoarse, but there was unstoppable tenderness.

This damaged body is no longer owned by him alone.

Pei Ji is willing to give everything to her, and in the same way, keep it carefully for her.

The well-knotted right hand fell silently, gently holding the girl's slender wrist.

Pei Ji took her up gradually, brushing his fingertips over the soft and thin clothes, and finally came to his chest.

In Ningning's palm, that violent force kept sinking.

Don't stop beating, that's his heartbeat.

"Did you hear that?"

Pei Ji's ears were red, and he must have exhausted all his life's tenderness and beautiful words before finally saying this last sentence: "This is yours."

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