Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 2226 Soul (61)

  The moment she frowned, he relaxed.

   Probably too focused on staring at her, the strength in his hand was lost.

  The moment she let go, she realized that her hand was already red from being squeezed.

  Hands are soft and beautiful, with prints scratched on them.

   He tightened his fingertips and lowered his voice.

   "I'm sorry—"

  Yun Si rubbed her wrist and made a stop gesture.

   "..." His thin body was slightly stooped, his eyes downcast.

   His brows and eyes were pale, and his dull lips were slightly pursed.

  Yun Si looked at him and motioned him to sit down first.

  I don't care much about the pain of being pinched.

   "Tell me, what do you think?"

   Asking her to ask so suddenly, could it be that she thought of a good reason to lie to her? ?

   While speaking, the big stupid A Yang grabbed her hand that was pinched red.

   He didn't speak, just held it like this, whirring.

   Knead and press.

   It looks like a disobedient mad dog, but it is also very heart-warming and cute.

  Yun Si glanced at him and patted his head symbolically.

  He paused for a moment, and then breathed harder.

   All the chilly air was blown on her palm.

  It's a little cold.

   But the red marks are gradually fading away.

  Yun Si touched him, then refocused her gaze on A Wen who was opposite him.

  Awen has a cold and quiet temperament, and it is not easy to take the initiative.

  He stared at her fixedly, those two too weird white eyes seemed to be covered with an impenetrable net, every time she looked at him, she couldn't catch the emotional changes in his eyes.

  In addition to the occasional pitiful appearance at the beginning, in the end—

  Yun Si can only judge his mood by his words and deeds.

  When you speak softly, you are in a normal mood, if you are too quiet when you don’t say a word, you are angry.

  When I am happy, I will take the initiative to kiss her, and when I am unhappy, I will sit quietly in the corner alone.

   There is no emotion in the eyes, she always judges in this way.

but now…

  Yun Si slowly moved the bowl aside, "You..."

   "I remembered some."

  He looked at her intently, with strange white eyes and gentle eyes.

  The tone is gentle, as if treating a fragile porcelain doll.

   "Can you, ask me?"

  His hands are on his knees, his thin back is slightly arched.

  It's not as straight as it used to be, and the shoulders even lean forward a little.

  Pale fingers fell on the shadow, and the evil spirit flower on the left cheek faintly emerged.

   Not noisy, but a bit sad, in Yun Si's eyes.

  After getting along for a long time, she can understand him more or less.

  He will not let her know as soon as he is sad and lost like A Yang, crying, making trouble and hanging himself, he will never do these things.

  He is quiet and silent even when he is emotional, without a trace of sound, and never attracts attention.

   It is so rare to come to her on the initiative, and even ask her to ask...

not easy.

  Yun Si looked at him and fell silent for a while.

   Then, with a sigh in my heart, I cooperated.

   "Then, did I ask?"

   "..." Awen stared at her, "You ask."

   replied quickly, as if he had been waiting for her answer.

"Um…"

   Yun Si thought for a while.

  Actually, she didn't have anything to ask.

  A lot of things are just her curiosity, it doesn't matter if she knows or not.

   She thought about it, and then, concisely.

   "Just tell me what you think of."

   "You speak first, I will ask you any questions."

   She gave him plenty of room to answer.

  (end of this chapter)