Morning Star

Chapter 309 Meow... Meow... Meow...

I remembered what she said when I pressed her about her purpose, and the time when she became stupid and kept shouting “Mom” after waking up from sleep.

He kissed her head carefully and pleaded with a trembling voice: "Jiu'er, please don't go back, okay? You are all I have, please don't leave me alone, okay? I will agree to whatever you want and whatever you want to do."

“Uh… no, um…”

Chujiu, who had just taken antipyretics and had not yet recovered, heard Mo Xinglan's words in a daze and cried relentlessly.

Chujiu's answer was like a thorn piercing his heart, causing him to turn even paler. His body was also shaking, and his sad eyes gradually became sinister.

The blood dyed the dark pupils red, showing the hostility and weirdness in this dark night.

She had said before that she loved him, would not leave him, would find another way to go back, and would take him back with her.

But he knew that he could never be as good as her relatives in that world. He was afraid that she would not be able to bear the longing for them and leave early, leaving him behind.

He had always been afraid, and now after hearing her answer he felt like he could no longer control himself and wanted to pull her soul out and imprison her forever.

He opened his trembling lips, and after a long while, he whispered in her ear with a hoarse voice: "Jiu'er, why do you have to leave me? I will treat you well. I will give you everything you want, including my life. But why do you have to leave? You said you would not leave me, are you lying to me again?"

A hand condensed with dark red devilish energy gently stroked the back of her head, but her brows were tightly frowned, as if she was trying hard to endure something.

"Jiu'er, don't force me. I don't want to hurt you. Don't force me to hurt you."

"Soul extraction will be very painful, you can't bear it."

The evil spirit gradually wrapped around her entire body.

Chujiu felt the threat in a daze, and felt uncomfortable all over and had difficulty breathing.

"Wu...Xingxing...I...feel uncomfortable...Xingxing...it hurts...Xingxing..."

She was too dazed to shout.

Mo Xinglan was stunned, and he put away his evil spirit, then held her tightly in his arms with his trembling body.

A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, staining the snow-white pillow red. His eyes were still bloodshot, sometimes clear and sometimes paranoid.

"Jiu'er, remember, you are mine, and only mine."

As for those who want to take you away, just die.

A strange and cold red light flashed in the blood-red eyes, and then the pupils slowly turned black.

Chujiu finally fell asleep quietly in his arms.

Mo Xinglan couldn't fall asleep that night, and he held her tightly, not daring to let go. He didn't treat the broken wound, and didn't even take a pill.

He was afraid that she would disappear and didn't want to leave her at all.

……

It was already noon when I woke up on the ninth day of the first lunar month.

I lazily crawled out of bed, feeling completely exhausted.

My head still hurts for some unknown reason and I feel a little dazed.

Looking around, I just saw Mo Xinglan walking in with food.

Mo Xinglan placed the food on the table outside, came to sit down beside the bed, touched her head, and tidied her hair, asking: "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Chujiu tilted his head in confusion, struggling for a while, and found that he looked unhappy.

Although he has not recovered since the injury, he can still see that he is different from before.

She raised her hands to hold his face and said worriedly, "I should be the one asking you this. Why do you look so bad? Didn't you sleep well last night? Why do you look so haggard? You look so withered."

He was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "You had a fever last night."

Chujiu understood.

He laughed dryly with an apologetic look on his face: "Sorry, I have caused you trouble."

He was injured and had to take care of her who had a high fever. He must have not slept well all night.

Mo Xinglan was furious when he heard this apology.

With a sullen face, he hugged her in his arms, kissed her ear, and ordered: "Don't apologize to me."

His actions made Chujiu's ears and face turn red.

"You, you, let go." Both hands gently pushed his shoulders.

Mo Xinglan hugged me even tighter: "Jiu'er hugged me last night and refused to let go. I couldn't pull her down. Why doesn't she let me hug you now that you've woken up?"

Chujiu was stunned for a moment, and tried to think carefully about what happened last night. But he couldn't remember anything, as if he was dreaming, and the more he thought about it, the more his head hurt.

But I don’t know if it was an illusion or something, but I felt like he kissed me.

She stopped pushing him and laid her head on the crook of his neck, smelling his sweet scent.

Murmured to himself: "It smells good."

"If it smells good, just smell it more." Mo Xinglan raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

He used to hate it when people said he smelled good or looked good, but she was the only exception. As long as she said that, he would be very happy.

Chujiu pouted: "I'm not a dog."

"Yes, it's my little rabbit." He just held her in his arms and didn't want to let go.

Chujiu didn't realize it yet and always wanted to compete with him for victory or defeat.

"Not a bunny either."

"It's a little rabbit."

"No."

"Yes."

She gritted her teeth in anger, opened her mouth and bit his snow-white neck lightly: "Be careful or the little rabbit will bite you if it gets anxious."

"Well, bite it." Mo Xinglan was amused by her.

He ruffled the hair on the back of her head: "You can do whatever you want to me."

"Really?" She didn't believe it.

"Really." Even my life is yours.

Chujiu's eyes rolled, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. He moved his head to look at him: "Then... imitate the meow of a cat."

Mo Xinglan paused, supported the back of her head, and pressed her head into the crook of his neck.

He lowered his head and gently bit her ear: "Meow... meow... meow..."

Imitate the sound of a cat and bite her earlobe.

The boy's low and small voice was as gentle and intimate as the gurgling of water, and also as bewitching as the most alluring words at night.

The gentle breeze of warm air seemed to be able to melt the ice that had lasted for thousands of years.

Because of his actions and voice, Chujiu's heart became restless, and his entire body from neck to ears turned red.

“Stop, stop…”

Ah! Her little heart! She couldn’t bear it, she really couldn’t bear it! It was killing her! It was killing her!

The voice of the black-hearted monster is so beautiful and very alluring.

She was really afraid that she couldn't help herself.

Mo Xinglan paused, feeling a little aggrieved: "Jiu'er doesn't like it?"

"I like it, I like it, just, just, don't bite my ears." She couldn't stand it!

By the way, what’s wrong with the stars today? Why are they so obedient?

Mo Xinglan rubbed his head against her, like a cat asking for its owner's caress.

The strands of hair brushed against Chujiu's ears, making them feel a little itchy.

He tilted his head, feeling really strange about Mo Xinglan like this, but he couldn't tell what was strange about it.

At this moment, a vague picture appeared in my mind, which seemed a little unreal.

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Did you... kiss me last night?"

She vaguely remembered that this happened, but she didn't know if it was true or not, because her memory of last night was not clear.

Mo Xinglan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he placed his forehead on her shoulder and chuckled, "Jiu'er thinks about you day and night?"

I won't admit that I kissed her last night.

Besides, he was just feeding her medicine, so it didn't count. And she had fed him medicine like this before.