Silver-throated Long-tailed Tit (Snow Dumpling) × Black-eared Kite (Dark Gold Feather)
The lazy and sickly beautiful little sun and the wild and handsome boss
Before Yan Chi met Yan Zhi, the entire White Tower avoided him.
S-class sentry, with a hot temper and cold eyes, he stood there like a sharpened knife.
Yanzhi was in poor health and would get injured if he wasn't careful, and he relied entirely on his spiritual sea to support him.
His mental body was as soft as a cotton candy, swaying and swirling when the wind blew.
When it's frightened, it burrows into the hollow of the neck. When it hurts, it curls up into a small fur ball, even the top is drooping.
Everyone says he won't live long
But Yan Chi didn't believe it.
This is the light he wants to keep in his arms.
"You're too fragile"
"I want to take you away in my pocket and raise you slowly by myself."
Yan Chi's spiritual body is like an arrogant and fierce black-eared kite, never letting anything get close to him
But when he met that little ball of fluff, he automatically restrained all his anger.
Quietly lower your wings and let them gently rub against the feather tips.
"My kite, I like you"
"And I, even more than that"
Until the battle in the dark domain, the blade cut through Yanzhi's waist, and blood dyed Yan Chi's sight red.
At that moment, Yan Chi's mania completely collapsed
Only then did he realize that no matter how strong the power, it can't be compared to a word
"Not protected"
The pain is in his body and the pain is in Yan's heart
The disease is in his bones and will linger with him for the rest of his life.
"Good boy, you are my life"
"I will guard you, and I will guard you all my life."
The black kite folded its wings and carefully protected the ball of pompon that would break at the touch of a touch.
The strong ones put down their swords and guns
Just for the tenderness in the palm of my hand
You lie down peacefully
I'll stop all the knives in the world
