My Demon Friends-Chapter 700 - 661: Who Can Save Me?

Zhou Li sat on the rooftop, cradling a bowl of blueberries, eating while looking into the distance.

The sunset, reflected in his eyes, presented a splendid array of colors, yet it all blurred into a muddle. It was like ink spilled on rice paper, spreading uncontrollably into a chaotic riot of color.

It possessed a peculiar kind of beauty.

Swallows flew by in the sky, but he couldn't see them—not even a tiny black dot. He could only hear their chirping.

Perhaps they were singing.

There were also the sounds of bats—the distinctive FLAP-FLAP of their wings.

Zhou Li tried turning his head to listen intently, attempting to determine their positions by sound alone. However, they flew too quickly, were too numerous, and their sounds were too jumbled, making it incredibly difficult to pinpoint their locations.

Zhou Li turned to look at Miss Zheng, who was also sitting beside him watching the sunset, and smiled. "I've discovered that sometimes the world through your eyes is quite beautiful."

"Really?"

"Yes, like right now."

"Occasionally..."

"Perhaps."

Suddenly, a deafening roar thundered, like a clap of thunder.

Zhou Li quickly looked toward the sound.

Against that splendid yet chaotic backdrop, amidst those blurred colors, a colossal and distinct figure soared past. It flapped its wings with an air of looking down on everything as it charged toward the sunset, then abruptly veered towards the blue canopy above, before diving into the clouds below. In that moment, amidst the myriad colors, the Evil God was undeniably the center of the world.

"It's Lord Evil God."

"Yes, it is."

Zhou Li somewhat understood why Miss Zheng was reluctant to leave the Evil God.

Before he and Huai Xu arrived, in Miss Zheng's world, there were only Qinghe and the Evil God.

The Evil God must have been the clearest image to her.

Footsteps approached from behind—faint and light, one heavier than the other. It's probably Little Cousin, carrying something.

"Cousin, Little Sister Zheng."

Little Cousin also carried a chair up and sat beside them.

Zhou Li turned to look at her. His vision was very blurry; he could barely make out her features. He could only identify her position and movements by the shifting light and shadows and the sound of her footsteps.

Miss Zheng also turned to look at her, watching her intently.

"Wh-what's wrong?" Baozi felt a bit embarrassed. She shyly glanced back at Miss Zheng, thought for a moment, and asked, "Should I not have come up?"

"No," Miss Zheng quickly averted her gaze, her face flushing slightly. "You're very cute."

"Oh, is that so?"

Baozi nodded, then nodded again.

"Mm."

Zhou Li listened, the corner of his eye twitching.

Baozi sat down beside him, very close. He could hear the chair scrape against the rooftop floor and feel the girl's pigtails brush against his arm. Perhaps due to an imbalanced diet, Little Cousin's hair feels a bit coarse.

Another hand waved in front of him. The moving shadow obscured the colors of the sunset before him, creating an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"Cousin?"

"Hmm."

"Are you eating blueberries?"

"Mm-hm."

"Can I have some?"

"Go ahead."

"Thanks, Cousin."

"Heh..."

Zhou Li felt a hand reach towards his stomach. Through the bowl, he felt a slight pressure that lingered for a moment, followed by the sound of fingernails tapping the bottom of the bowl and the faint RATTLE of blueberries rolling inside. This made him uneasy.

Sure enough, when he reached into the bowl again, his fingers easily touched the cold bottom.

The few remaining blueberries rolled with a soft RATTLE at the touch of his fingers.

Only three were left.

Zhou Li turned his head, his expression calm.

Little Cousin waved her hand in front of his face again, still not saying a word.

Seeing this, Miss Zheng smiled, stood up, and said, "I'll go down and bring some more up."

"No need," Zhou Li said.

"No need, Little Sister Zheng," Baozi also hurriedly said. "I'll go get some later."

"Alright." Miss Zheng sat back down.

The light of the setting sun gradually dimmed. In Zhou Li's eyes, the colors became overlaid with a layer of gray, which soon swallowed the original hues, as if a certain beauty had reached its end. An involuntary resistance surged in Zhou Li's heart. This was because the ensuing night, as seen through Miss Zheng's eyes, was a murky, impenetrable darkness, full of a suffocating sensation.

Neither of them spoke again, each quietly experiencing the world through the other's eyes.

Beside them, Baozi's head was bowed. One hand cradled blueberries while the other picked them up one by one and popped them into her mouth, all the while sneaking glances at Zhou Li and Miss Zheng from the corner of her eye.

"I'm done eating. Cousin, do you want more?"

"No, they're a bit tart."

"Since I ate all your blueberries, how about I go get you an ice cream bar?"

"No need."

"It's okay, Cousin. Don't be polite."

"I just ate dinner…"

"SMACK!"

"???"

"Cousin, there was a mosquito." Baozi withdrew her hand, peeking at her cousin, then paused before adding, "There really was. I wasn't trying to trick you."

"Meaning you *were* intentionally messing with me with the blueberries just now…"

"That's not it either!!"

"...Alright, go get the ice cream bars," Zhou Li said, his head aching. "And in the future, don't be so petty and don't hold grudges. It's not a good habit."

"Okay." Baozi filtered out the latter part of his sentence. "Little Sister Zheng, would you like one?"

"Yes, please. Thank you."

"Okay!"

Little Cousin sprang up. Her light footsteps gradually receded, followed by the DUM-DUM-DUM of her going down the stairs. Zhou Li could almost picture her with arms spread wide, eyes fixed on her feet, bounding down two steps at a time. Her pigtails would be swinging too, wouldn't they?

"Baozi is so cute," Miss Zheng whispered.

"She's deviously mischievous," Zhou Li shook his head.

"What does 'deviously mischievous' mean?" Miss Zheng asked, her curious gaze bright and particularly captivating.

"It means being mischievous on the sly."

"Oh."

"..." Zhou Li paused for a moment. "I can see your expression clearly."

"Sorry."

"..."

Footsteps approached again, slower and lighter this time, limited by her stamina. Little Cousin's panting could be heard as she reached them.

"Little Sister Zheng, here you go."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. This one's for you," Baozi said, sitting down next to Zhou Li. "Cousin, I'll help you open yours."

"You're not up to no good, are you?"

"..." Baozi pretended not to hear and proceeded with her plan. "Cousin, can you manage to eat it yourself? How about I feed you, so you don't stuff it up your nose?"

"I've been eating for twenty years; I think I can still find my mouth."

"Come on, open wide!"

"..."

"Oops... I missed."

"..."

"Here, this time I won't miss, I promise," Baozi vowed. "But Cousin, don't move."

"..."

"This time it wasn't my fault. You moved."

"I'm telling you, when my eyes get better, I'm definitely going to pin you down and give you a thrashing."

"Here we go again. Open up…"

Baozi almost completely ignored everything Zhou Li said. Right now, it was as if she couldn't hear anything else, her mind solely focused on teasing her cousin. She was completely engrossed, oblivious to anything else.

As for the thrashing she'd get in a few days, what did that have to do with the Baozi of today?

"Little Zheng, save me."

"Umm..."

"Brother Nan, save me!"

"Brother Nan is downstairs doing laundry. Cousin, open up."

"..."