Let the Villain Go

Because she was too full during the day, Chu Qianxun woke up in the middle of the night. She had indigestion. She rubbed her stomach and got up to go to the bathroom.

The lights were lit on in the hallway, on the stairs, and Ye Peitian’s bedroom was brightly lit

Chu Qianxun walked past it. Ye Peitian was wrapped with a white bandage and a coat was wrapped on his shoulder. He was leaning on the bedside while reading a book intently.

His bed was covered with futons and pillows bought by Chu Qianxun. He was barely living like a person.

Chu Qianxun looked at her watch pointing at four in the morning. The man didn’t sleep at all.

“Why don’t you sleep?” Chu Qianxun knocked lightly on the door.

The man raised his head to look at her. His face was no longer visible with scars, his eyes were clean and dark circles that hung under his eyes every day disappeared due to sufficient sleep during the day.

Because of his strong recovery ability, even if he stayed up late into the night with his wounds, he still looked alive. Chu Qianxun didn’t know how many nights he would have stayed up to leave such dark circles.

Chu Qianxun knew that Ye Peitian was afraid of darkness. He was locked in a dark warehouse and was forced to stay with a brutal demon for three months, so he suffered from severe darkness phobia. He was afraid of staying alone in the dark, afraid of falling asleep in the night.

But she didn’t expect this person to spend every night awake.

Ye Peitian closed the book and said nothing.

“You are still wounded, you should rest more.” Chu Qianxun sat down beside his bed and picked up the book he just put down, “Sleep, I will stay with you here for a while.”

“One hundred years of solitude” was a lonely book.

She raised her hand and a slight whirlwind rolled over which extinguished several lights in the castle and corridor.

The light in the castle softened, and Chu Qianxun turned the pages of the book. She sat on the edge of Ye Peitian’s bed and read the passages in the book, “We tend to travel in this ancient journey of life, running through the ups and downs, nirvana in frustration, sorrows all over our bodies, and the pain is spread all over the place. We are tired, but we can’t stop; we are bitter, but we can’t avoid it…”

Outside the huge window, the sky was high, and the bright stars were staring at everything in the world.

The late night in the desert was very quiet, and Chu Qianxun’s soft voice accompanied by the sound of the wind deep in the desert, scattered.

Ye Peitian slowly laid down in the warm bedding. The quilt was soft and comfortable, wrapping his body, giving him a sense of well-being.

He didn’t know when his mind relaxed little by little, and he fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, he stood in an endless desert. Endless darkness came from the edge of the desert, quickly infiltrating the silver-white sand and invading towards his feet.

He stepped back straight to the edge of the steep cliff. Opposite to the cliff was a land full of soft white flowers swaying gently in the breeze. The human sitting in the flowers, turned a page of a book and read it. Her voice was like a spring touching his heart.

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