"Xi'er."

Chongxi's hoarse voice rang in her ears.

Hua Xi couldn't help but raise her head, saw Chongxi's face slowly approaching, lowered her head, and probed her forehead.

He breathed softly, with a feeling of heavy exhaustion.

Hua Xi couldn't help but be in a trance, and unconsciously remembered Hua Xi in his dream, so true love and longing, but why did he keep avoiding her?

And now, he is so good to her, he can't wait to pester her all day long, even if she is injured, he doesn't care about her tiredness and hard work.

Why didn't Hua Xi get his care, but she easily got it?

She stared at him blankly, Chongxi lowered her head and leaned close to her, her purple eyes staring deeply at her.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Chongxi asked in a low voice, with a casual smile on the corner of his mouth, "Is it a fever, a stupid burn?" ”

As he spoke, he touched her cheek a little dotingly, his fingers were a little cold, but with a reluctance to move away.

He liked her so much.

"I'm dreaming again." Hua Xi said hoarsely, "I dreamed of that girl named Hua Xi, she wrote your name on the paper, over and over again, but why didn't you give her a response?" ”

Chongxi was stunned, his fingers slowly moved away from her cheek, and then he quickly got up, walked to the table, poured her a cup of tea, and brought it over.

"Drink some water."

He helped Hua Xi to sit up with difficulty and brought the cup to her lips.

Hua Xi drank half a cup and fell asleep again.

Looking at the back of him going back to put the cup, Hua Xi said again: "I only understand now, I like someone, but he wants to leave you, no matter what your mood is, he just goes to another road without looking back...... It's really uncomfortable. ”

Chongxi gently put down the cup, turned his back to her, and didn't turn around for half a sound.

"Hua Xi, do you mean Ji Yue?" He asked in a low voice.

Hua Xi pursed her lips, thinking of the helpless kiss at the end, and he asked her not to chase him again.

She should be glad he didn't turn into a puppet, but ......

Tears slowly slid out of his eyes and seeped cold into his hair.

Chongxi turned around and silently looked at her who was crying silently.

Maybe that's fate.

In the cycle of life, it is impossible to 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 for something?" Hua Xi choked and spoke.

"You say." Whatever it is, he will say yes.

"I hope ...... I can disappear into this world. ”

Chongxi was stunned for a moment, and then understood what she meant.

It's not that she has given up living, she just wants to no longer have to bear the name Mo Huaxi, she wants to break with the past, and she doesn't want to be involved anymore.

A smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Chongxi said, "From today onwards, Mo Huaxi is dead. ”

Hua Xi turned his head to look at him, and a smile slowly appeared on his pale face.

"Thank you, Emperor."

"Do you still think of me as the god king who is on high above?"

"But you are."

Chongxi tilted his head and smiled casually, "There is no Mo Huaxi in this world, only Hua Xi, will you be my Hua Xi?" ”

"I ......"

"Don't give the answer." Chongxi walked over and stopped her from speaking, just lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the forehead, "Take care of your injuries, be good." ”

Hua Xi raised his eyes and looked at him, feeling a little inexplicably sour in his heart.