Chapter 59

After slowly calming down, Sheng Feng then led Qing Yun to walk forward.

The foreign population registration office was already insight. A clean and neatly dressed man saw Sheng Feng and immediately greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Sheng! I heard that you brought a water and fire system ability user from outside. That is a great contribution to the base!"

Sheng Feng subconsciously blocked Qing Yun, and coldly rejected the man's words: "He's coming back to B City with me."

He turned his head to Qing Yun and asked in a low voice, "Would you like to go with me?"

Qing Yun immediately grabbed Sheng Feng's sleeve and nodded. Seeing the child's well-behaved appearance, a smile appeared in Sheng Feng's eyes, but then there was a bitterness that could not be suppressed. The child had agreed, but what about the youth who suddenly appeared last night?

It seems that the person doesn't want to be in contact with him.

The man was embarrassed by Sheng Feng's refusal, but in the end, he could only nod and smile because Sheng Feng's strength was too great. If he wanted to, he could end the whole H base, and then the privileges of them, the top levels of the base, would be gone.

Sheng Feng did not want to keep Qing Yun in the H base. He brought Qing Yun over to check whether there were relatives of the child there. After checking, he did not find anyone related to Qing Yun, but Sheng Feng was relieved. He really could not imagine how he would face them if Qing Yun's relatives were really there.

Give Qing Yun to them? Impossible.

Although they only had a few days together, Sheng Feng no longer saw the child as a burden like he did at first. Qing Yun is now more like a pillar of Sheng Feng's life, and taking tender care of the child every day is the best time Sheng Feng has ever experienced in the last days.

He took him back to the room assigned to him by the base, which is the top floor of a small building with just the right amount of sunlight, and was even clean. Sheng Feng initially did not care much about it, but now he feels fortunate that it is on the top floor. If it were on the first or second floor, Qing Yun would have been disgusted by the dirty environment.

Watching the child holding the pigeon in the sunlight, Sheng Feng's nerves that had been tense today, relaxed. He put the supplies away and instructed Qing Yun: "Be careful on the balcony, don't put your body out."

Qing Yun ran around the room and then back to Sheng Feng with beads of sweat on the tip of his nose. He pulled the clothes on his body and frowned, "Want to shower."

Qing Yun said the rain was coming and stood in the living room immediately to undress. Sheng Feng hurriedly stopped him: "Wait, I remember there is a bathroom here."

He found that the child has no concept of these matters. When they first met, he was naked in public and did not feel shy at all. If the young man from last night knew about it, he might be furious.

Thinking of this, Sheng Feng's hand cleaning the bathtub stopped. Last night, the youth was so angry, it would not be...because of this, right?

Qing Yun stood on the side, looking at the bathtub in the bathroom, and did not say anything as he made the tub bubble up.

Seeing this, Sheng Feng couldn't help but smile. He knows that Qing Yun loves cleanliness very much. It has been days without a bath, so he probably couldn't wait. If it weren't for the fact that Sheng Feng told him a few days ago that he couldn't just take off his clothes in front of others, he would have already washed himself a few times on the way.

After touching the temperature of the water in the bathtub, Sheng Feng frowned. The water was not too cold, but it was still quite chilly in this weather. Thinking of this, Sheng Feng put his hand on the water surface and operated his ability.

He does not have fire ability, but now he is just controlling the force between the water molecules, colliding with each other to produce heat. In a short while, the water temperature went up, but Sheng Feng was sweating profusely. It was the first time he tried to use his powers in such a detailed way.

A slightly cool palm settled on Sheng Feng's forehead, wiping away the sweat. Sheng Feng looked up and saw Qing Yun frowning at the sweat stains in his palm, his face still showing a look of disgust.

Sheng Feng laughed loudly. He swept the child into his arms and rubbed against him: "It's you who wipes my sweat, and it's also you who dislikes it. Why are you so cute?"

"Let go. I want to take a bath!" Qing Yun wrinkled his face and flung himself out of his arms.

"Okay, I won't mess with you anymore." The new use of his powers opened a door for Sheng Feng. He didn't expect that he could also use his ability like a microwave oven, so it would be easier to take care of someone in the future.

"Can you wash yourself?"

When the child nodded and took off his clothes, Sheng Feng turned his head and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a "thump". Qing Yun slipped into the bathtub.

Sheng Feng laughed and cried as he walked over and reached out to fish the person out. His palm had just gripped the waist of the youth in the bathtub when a tremendous force came towards Sheng Feng. A grip like an iron clamped on Sheng Feng's throat and pressed him hard against the bathroom wall.

"Where are you touching?"

The cold voice came into Sheng Feng's ears, and he looked at the drenched youth surfacing from the bathtub. Underneath the dripping black hair was a pair of ice-cold and tyrannical eyes.

"It's you? No, you're also Qing Yun." Sheng Feng's throat was squeezed, and he could barely spit out the words. It was clear that the youth from last night had come out again. He could not help but smile bitterly, he was just wondering why this youth was angry, and now he stepped on the mine again.

Noticing the additional memories in his mind, Qing Yun fiercely gritted his teeth. What is this "taking the child out to play", is this person treating him as a child to be coaxed?

His moist thin lips moved inch by inch closer to the man he had pinned to the wall. The accusing words from his mouth were cold and slightly angry: "Who gave you permission to tamper with my memories at will?"

Hearing this, Sheng Feng laughed in a low voice: "Sure enough, you are Qing Yun. He is the five-year-old version of you, and you are the grown-up version of him."

As he said this, a bit of tenderness emerged in Sheng Feng's eyes again.

Looking at the elder-like gentleness in the man's eyes, the anger in Qing Yun's heart was almost like a volcanic eruption. He raised his hand to pinch on a particular acupuncture point on the man's waist.

Sheng Feng, who was about to break free from Qing Yun's confinement, instantly felt that something was wrong. The youth touched him somewhere, and he immediately felt a wave of heat running through his body. Then, a certain object that had not been "aroused" without permission since Sheng Feng's puberty slowly raised.

Sheng Feng's expression was like being struck by lightning. He did not expect that in front of the young man, who he had treated as a son, and in this life-threatening and dangerous position, he actually got hard?

The youth in front of him did not retreat. Sheng Feng watched him gently come over, and the tip of his upturned nose almost brushed his chin.

The youth narrowed his eyes, like a cheetah patrolling his territory, and gently sniffed at the side of Sheng Feng's neck. The exquisite face was proud and sexy, making the heat on Sheng Feng's body soar. His breathing became heavy, and this reaction made Sheng Feng's face turn red.

He, how can he be such a bastard, even to Qing Yun, the child...

But under this emotion is the raging and surging strong desire and possessiveness, Sheng Feng's mind even tumbled through some vague and ambiguous images. These images were almost about to break through some confinement in his soul and be presented in its entirety...

"Bang!"

Qing Yun gritted his teeth and smashed his fist on the man's face, breaking certain memories that had just sprouted in Sheng Feng's mind to pieces.

Raising the man's neck and standing up after confirming something, Qing Yun simply wanted to ignore everything and directly crush the man to death. A hint of killing intent against the man flashed genuinely in his eyes.

Not to mention that the man became the main character this time, even if he appeared as usual, Qing Yun could not stand it.

He is indeed very interested in this man who has been following him. Nie Chenyuan's obedience, Zou Chen's domineering tolerance, Chris's pain and remorse, and Ning Qianyuan's foolishness. The man presented these changing patterns just right to maintain Qing Yun's interest in him so that Qing Yun will stop by every world for this.

However, this does not mean that Qing Yun has allowed him to enter his heart completely. Just four worlds are not enough for Qing Yun, an old demon who has lived for tens of thousands of years, to really fall in love with this man.

At most, Qing Yun just treats him as an interesting existence and includes him in the scope of his possessions.

But five-year-old Qing Yun is different. In those poor and cruel life experiences, Sheng Feng is the most gentle and accommodating one to him. So, five-year-old Qing Xiaoyun really likes Sheng Feng very much.

This affection even withstood the impact of Qing Yun's memory of the last ten thousand years. It was clear that the kind of pleasant and childish mood was transmitted to the present Qing Yun.

After all, this is the only warm presence in Qing Yun's childhood.

This man now has truly touched Qing Yun's heart.

The hot lava was churning in Qing Yun's heart.

Kill him.

Catch this moth that is crawling into your heart so that you are still you.

This will cover up all the pain and vulnerability you were born with.

Qing Yun heard his own voice seemingly ringing out like this, and his soul began to stir, a hint of powerful aura revealed through this body. This was the first time since the crossing that Qing Yun was truly angry. The heavier the anger, the more calm his eyes became.

Qing Yun was even thinking about how he could kill this man's body while stirring up his soul together, ultimately to end the problem later. And there is another crucial issue, the man this time appeared as the protagonist, so he also has to avoid being discovered by the Heavenly Dao.

The fingers on the neck tightened, but Sheng Feng, who was initially distressed by his body's reaction, calmed down and looked deeply into Qing Yun's eyes. Perhaps Qing Yun himself did not notice, but as a bystander, Sheng Feng could clearly see the struggle in these eyes.

This pair of beautiful eyes are already bloodshot, and they looked ruthless but with a kind of sadness.

Sheng Feng could feel the youth's killing intent, but he suddenly felt that this killing intent was not directed at himself but was the youth's own self-harm. He seemed to have gone through a painful struggle and finally decided to extinguish the only remaining softness in his heart with his own hands.

The air in his lungs was gradually lost, but Sheng Feng did not struggle. He felt that he had suddenly lost the strength to fight.

His consciousness gradually faded, and a tugging force seemed to pull Sheng Feng's soul away from his body.

Suddenly, the sound of Qing Yun's cries seemed to ring in Sheng Feng's ears, and he heard the five-year-old child crying in sorrow. Sheng Feng was startled, and he subconsciously moved his arm. He lifted his rough hand palm and gently stroked the top of the youth's wet hair in front of him. The soft movement was exactly the same as Qing Yun remembered.

"What's wrong? What are you crying about?"

As soon as the words came out of his throat, Sheng Feng suddenly felt himself being thrown, and he hit the wall heavily. He came to his senses with a jolt, and the various sensations that appeared in his mind when he was on the verge of death lay dormant in his soul once again.

Sheng Feng coughed while covering his neck and got up. All he could see was the naked back of the youth walking out of the bathroom, which was strongly concealing his fragility.

Sheng Feng subconsciously wanted to chase after him, but after the intense pain in the neck disappeared, the body's reaction that had not yet subsided once again caught Sheng Feng's attention.

His face turned red again. Sheng Feng raised his hand and slapped himself twice.

Damn, beast! Bastard!