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Chapter 113 The Meaning of His Existence

Chapter 113 The Meaning of His Existence
"lemon."

The blond boy sat obediently outside the door of the medical room. When he heard Qianzhi calling him, his long eyelashes fluttered and he gave her a well-behaved smile: "Sister Qianqian."

"Is Cui still in there?" Qianzhi looked up at the closed door, walked over and touched Ning's soft golden hair.

The boy nodded obediently, leaning his head against Qianzhi's side again, secretly rubbing his cheek against her fingers.

When Lu Chenzhou walked out of the medical room, he saw the tall and slender boy leaning his head weakly on Qianzhi's shoulder, with his arms around her waist.

The boy was well aware that his profile and the upward gaze made him look immature and naive, so he kept this posture.

But Lu Chenzhou knew very well that the boy in front of him looked ignorant, but in fact he was secretly possessive.

So he stood quietly at the door for a while, then tapped the handrail lightly, making it make a slight sound.

It really attracted Qianzhi's attention, causing her to turn her head, quickly withdraw from Ning's side, and walk towards Lu Chenzhou.

Lu Chenzhou pretended not to notice the dark light that flashed across Ning's eyes.

"How is Cui?" Qianzhi asked.

The wounds on Cui's wings and tentacles were slightly infected by the black fog inside the "door", fortunately they were discovered in time by Lu Chenzhou.

Lu Chenzhou withdrew his gaze from Ning and looked at Qianzhi. The girl in front of him did not feel the undercurrent between him and Ning at all. All her thoughts were on the door of the ward.

After all, Cui sacrificed one of her wings and tentacle to allow them to successfully leave the "door".

This is undoubtedly a heavy blow to this little butterfly that loves beauty very much.

Antennae are also very important parts for insects.

Lu Chenzhou shook his head slightly.

"He transferred part of his mental power to his wings and tentacles, so they can't be restored after being torn apart." The man took off his gold-rimmed glasses and frowned. "Also, there was a small amount of black mist in his body, but it has been completely cleared now."

"Can I see him now--"

Before Qianzhi finished speaking, Cui's somewhat "weak" voice came from inside:

"Sister, are you outside?"

Lu Chenzhou turned sideways and watched Qianzhi and Ning walk in. Before the blond boy walked in, he exchanged glances with Lu Chenzhou for a second. The profound meaning in his expression made Lu Chenzhou pause slightly.

He stepped back a few steps and positioned himself against the door.

"Sister!" As Qianzhi entered the door, Cui's voice changed from weak to joyful.

He called Qianzhi a few times in a coquettish voice, and suddenly turned his head away awkwardly, as if he just realized that he should be angry.

"After I came back, my sister wasn't by my side anymore." The arrogant boy pouted his face, turned it to the side, and folded his arms across his chest. "I was very angry, the kind that can't be appeased."

He was angry, jealous, and unwilling to accept it.

Cui knew that his sister’s heart was very big, not only holding him and Ning, but also the man outside the door, and many more people around her.

He even knew what else she needed.

"I'm sorry," the girl smiled fondly, with a pair of cute dimples on her cheeks, "I rushed here as soon as Cui woke up."

She wanted to stroke Cui's hair like she used to, but the young man grabbed her and pulled her in front of him.

"I don't want that kind of childish way of comforting." Cui's silver eyes sparkled, "I want Qianqian to comfort me like she comforted those sentinels, no——"

He emphasized again, "No, it should be closer than those people. After all, we are the closer ones, aren't we, sister?" He was the first one to accompany her.

She gave him a long life and gave him meaning for his existence.

He lived only for her.

A cool, soft kiss pressed against Cui's cheek.

Cui lowered her brows and watched the girl's thick and long eyelashes brushing against his skin, which felt itchy, as if a feather was touching his heart.

The young man's fingers, as slender as green bamboos, exerted force and brushed her dark hair with his big hands, letting them entwine around his fingers. At the same time, he held the back of her neck to bring her closer to him.

He raised his head, tightened his jaw, and let his lips meet hers, devouring her air bit by bit.

She struggled slightly in his arms, pushing away his chest.

"Enough, that's enough, Cui."

This soothing kiss has already deteriorated, and a long and heavy emotion is slowly fermenting.

"It's not enough, totally not enough." Cui panted.

Er awakened him, and almost severed all his memories of Chizhi.

The feeling of emptiness as if he had lost all his support and the pain as if a piece of his heart had been cut out still make him shudder when he recalls them now.

He stretched out his only remaining wing and showed it miserably to the girl who was pushing him away.

Sure enough, after seeing his wings, pain flashed in Qianzhi's eyes, and she lowered her arms to accept his kiss.

The sticky sound of water echoed in the room.

Until the dark green branches suddenly stretched out and blocked Cui's way.

"Yindie, stop talking. Sister Qianqian has already given you enough comfort." The well-behaved blond boy at the side finally spoke.

Cui let go of her arms contentedly and glanced at Ning again.

The blond boy had deep pupils and the branches he stretched out rustled, as if he was trying to persuade him, or perhaps giving him some kind of warning.

A long time has passed, and the once ignorant and clear little lemon tree has gradually become like him.

Cui slowly wiped away the water stains from the corners of Qianzhi's lips with her fingertips, then kissed the corners of her lips. Looking at her eyes that were sparkling with water and contained countless emotions, she smiled gently.

He knew what she was thinking.

"Sister, you are still the same as before," Cui sighed and pressed her forehead against Qianzhi's. "Even though humans are so bad, you still love them and even choose to sacrifice yourself—"

"——That is the duty I was given when I was born," Qianzhi pressed his lips and interrupted him, "and I also hope that Cui and Ning can continue to survive in this world."

"Without you," he squeezed her hand, the light in his silver eyes lit up faintly, "I would have chosen death from the beginning."

The silver light flickering on Cui's body became brighter and brighter, and countless fine threads slowly extended along their intersecting fingers and passed to Qianzhi's body.

Feeling the surging mental power coming from the boy's body, Qianzhi widened her eyes and wanted to let go of his hand.

But the boy clung so closely, just as he had once been that butterfly, clinging to her branches with his silver wings at the moment of death.

"My power originally belonged to Qianqian. I am just returning it to Qianqian once again."

Cui spoke softly, trying to keep what she wanted to say secret between their lips that were pressed together again.


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