Those Years of Falling in Love with Mosaic [Quick Travel]

4.6 - Kou Qiu: I have gone through the deepest routine

　　Senior cadre Kou said: [Ah Zai, I think it is necessary for you to cover your ears. 】

　　At some point, he would have a good talk with Jiaolong's father about his children's education. Look at what they have taught those water babies. They say "Daddy is white, soft and fragrant". Every time he hears this opening sentence, Kou Qiu will be deeply worried about their future.

　　This is to teach a group of gangsters the rhythm!

　　The system brat obediently blocked his ears, and Kou Qiu, a beautiful young man from Five Lectures and Four Lectures, began to try to reason with Jiaolong: "There must always be something positive and sunny in our thoughts."

　　Jiaolong said: "Yes, all I can think about is you, Taiyang."

　　So much sun, so much sunshine.

　　Kou Qiu: "..."

　　Jiaolong thoughtfully changed his words, "Or do you prefer to hear it rain?"

　　He sighed indulgently and dotingly, and said, "Naughty."

　　Kou Qiu: "..."

　　Is it still too late for him to apply for a different attack now?

　　The man looked at him who was choked and speechless. There was a smile in his pale golden pupils, full of light. His hair was rippling in the soft water, like a piece of silk woven with extremely fine silver threads.

　　His hand slowly raised and touched the young man's cheek. The touch under his hands is delicate and warm, revealing Kou Qiu's unique vitality, like a branch that will never bend down at any time.

　　"Whenever you wish," he whispered, "it will be."

　　He was clearly in the cool water, but Kou Qiu suddenly had the illusion that he would be burned by the other person's gaze.

　　After watching the system for a while, he silently covered his ears tighter.

　　——It always has the illusion that it will enter the restricted level in the next second.

　　"I have lived in this world for nine hundred years," Jiaolong said slowly, "and I have always wondered why I appeared in this world."

　　He had protected countless people, but now he was imprisoned in a small well by the mortals he was protecting, and almost all of his divine power was lost to these mortals to maintain their ant-like lives. The pride that belongs to the gods has been completely lost in the darkness day after day. Jiaolong sometimes even feels that what is locked in this well is just the remaining remnant of his soul.

　　But this remnant soul also deserves its own place. He had been waiting for hundreds of years just to wait for this destined one.

　　He waited.

　　"You are where my soul belongs," his fingers slowly caressed the young man's red lips, and he looked into the other person's eyes, where the light shone like stars in the night, "—you are my god."

　　Kou Qiu's eyes were a little sour. He looked into Jiaolong's eyes and said nothing.

　　This is already the fourth world, and this person has been with him all the way here.

　　He closed his eyes, then sighed softly and said, "Come out quickly."

　　——I have been waiting for you for a long time.

　　The heavy rain on the second night came as scheduled under the power of Jiaolong's father. In order to prevent the villagers from seeing him through the window, Kou Qiu left his soul and was led by a group of jumping water babies with a red string. He walked to the ancestral hall in the heavy rain.