Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

It's very cold, but if two people hug each other tightly, they won't feel cold.

 A sleeping person cannot escape even if he wants to.

Hold tightly, imprisoned, the whole body was held in the arms, not even a hair could escape.

 Asleep, the imprisoned man's nose was red, and he was sobbing from time to time. He was so aggrieved that he was bubbling, and his mouth was pursed even when he fell asleep.

The tears on his face were lightly stained, but they were quickly wiped away by the man's hand, touching and stroking them gently.

The smell of wine is strong, but I don’t know when, a different kind of charming fragrance in the air began to overwhelm the intoxicating smell of wine.

The long hair was intertwined and inseparable. After a long time, the man's deep breathing gradually became calmer.

In the cold place, dark paint, under the darkness of the slightest temperature-

Everything returned to silence, and only the shallow and long breathing could be heard vaguely.

 The woman's breathing is small and gentle, like a kitten's; the man's breathing is low and steady, so steady that it doesn't look like he is asleep, but he is still awake.

 Quietly, he was very quiet and never said a word.

The girl in his arms fell asleep, and his slightly warm hands fell on her face, touching her little by little.

Without words, his fingertips stopped on her soft lips, caressing them.

 After a long time, he suddenly hugged her tightly, very forcefully.

"Si Si... Si Si..." He kept calling, trembling and hoarse.

 “Si Si…my Si Si…”

Like a stiff puppet without a soul, it keeps going over and over again. I can only desperately hold on to the life-saving straw in my arms and refuse to let go.

 The touch in his arms was so real that he still couldn't believe it. I always felt it was a dream. In the dream... Sisi came back, was still alive and well, stayed with him well, and never left.

Nothing seemed to have changed, everything was as he had imagined countless times, and everything was coming true.

The effect of wine is really powerful - he can’t remember what he drank or how much he drank.

Such a powerful drink, he was thinking, next time he would drink more, more, more... In this way, everything would become more real, and the dream would be longer.

 “Si Si…Si Si Si…”

He hugged her, buried his head in the crook of her neck, and kept calling softly, like a small animal whimpering. His voice became more and more choked, and he was almost unable to speak.

Obviously she is not a crybaby and does not shed tears easily, but as soon as she appeared, all the suppressed emotions could no longer be controlled and completely lost control.

He gasped softly, slowly, without speaking, quietly burying himself in her warm breath.

 It seemed like she was crying. The cry was very soft and very small, but she was clearly crying.

Chocked and trembling slightly, the bitter and astringent moisture spread on Yun Si's shoulders, falling drop by drop, gradually surging.

Hibernated, his cries were suppressed, and only a small sob was heard. In the darkness, his fragile side was exposed, full of bloodstains and holes, and could not be healed.

 It hurts, everywhere, it hurts so much that it hurts so much that I can’t breathe, and it hurts so much that I feel like I’m going to die.

 Everything is hidden under the darkness, hidden under the long-lasting calmness—

 All senses are recovering, just like a flood bursting its banks, hitting at a hundredfold speed.

The pain was so painful that it was suffocating, the heart was bloody, it was so cold that it was stiff, it was too cold to beat, it was gray and white, and only an empty shell was left.