Hua Xi couldn't help but raise her head and saw Chong Xi's face slowly approaching. He lowered his head and probed her forehead.
His gentle breathing carried a heavy feeling of exhaustion.
Hua Xi couldn't help but feel a little dazed, and unconsciously thought of Hua Xi in her dream, with such true love and longing, but why had he been avoiding her?
But now, he is so good to her that he can't wait to pester her all day long. Even when she is injured, he doesn't care about exhaustion and hard work to guard her.
Why did Hua Xi get his care so easily when she didn't get it?
She stared at him blankly, Chongxi lowered his head, leaned very close to her, and stared at her deeply with his purple eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like this?" Chong Xi asked in a low voice, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, "Is it because you have a fever and are you crazy?"
As he said that, he touched her cheek lovingly, his fingers were a little cold, but there was a feeling of attachment that he was reluctant to move away from.
He likes her so much.
"I'm dreaming again." Hua Xi said hoarsely, "I dreamed about the girl named Hua Xi. She wrote your name over and over again on the paper, but why didn't you respond to her?"
Chong Xi was startled, and slowly removed his fingers from her cheek, then quickly stood up, walked to the table, poured her a cup of tea, and brought it over.
"Drink some water."
He helped Hua Xi sit up with difficulty and put the cup to her lips.
Hua Xi drank half the cup and went back to sleep.
Looking at his back as he went back to put down the cup, Hua Xi added: "I understand now that if you like someone, but he wants to leave you, no matter what your mood is, he will just walk to another road without looking back... Such a feeling
, it’s really uncomfortable.”
Chong Xi gently put down the cup, turned his back to her, and didn't turn around for a while.
"Hua Xi, do you mean Ji Yue?" he asked in a low voice.
Hua Xi pursed her lips, thinking of that last helpless kiss, and he asked her not to chase him again.
She should be happy that he didn't become a puppet, but...
Tears slowly slipped out of her eyes and seeped coldly into her hair.
Chong Xi turned around and looked at her silently crying.
Maybe this is fate.
The cycle of life cannot be exactly the same every time.
Hua Xi, who loved him at that time, was already in reincarnation and slowly disappeared.
"Emperor, can I ask you something?" Hua Xi choked with sobs and spoke.
"You say." No matter what happens, he will agree.
"I hope... I can disappear from this world."
Chongxi was startled, then understood what she meant.
She didn't give up on living, she just wanted to no longer have to bear the name Mo Huaxi, she wanted to make a clean break with the past, and didn't want to be involved anymore.
A smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Chong Xi said: "From today on, Mo Huaxi is dead."
Hua Xi turned her head and looked at him, a smile slowly appearing on her pale face.
"Thank you, Emperor."
"Do you still think of me as that lofty god-king?"
"But you are."
Chong Xi tilted her head and smiled vaguely, "There is no more Mo Huaxi in this world, there is only Hua Xi. Will you be my Hua Xi?"
"I……"
"Don't tell the answer." Chong Xi walked over and stopped her from speaking. She just lowered her head and kissed her forehead gently, "Take good care of yourself, be good."
Hua Xi raised her eyes and looked at him, feeling a little sour in her heart.
