Fusang + Fanwai

"It turns out that you can do this for Jiang Yun."

She came suddenly from the dark, with light and fine steps, there was a faint fragrance floating, only a few hair tips scattered between her temples, which did not reduce the dizzy charm under her green eyebrows.

Fusang's current expression is really weird, his mind is full of why Xihe is in Beiyue, and he blurted out "Why are you here?"

She smiled lightly, "If I didn't seduce you, how could you come to see me?"

Fusang suddenly realized, and Gu Shu seemed to have found a reason for her abnormality that day, "Have you been following me for a long time?"

She suddenly lowered her head and said with a trace of loneliness, "I just want to see you"

Fusang naturally couldn't believe this, so he just sneered, "I told you, I'm not Ah Qing, nor her substitute, why are you still pestering me so much?"

Seeing her shaking her head in a panic, Fusang thought that he had spoken too aggressively, and wondered the chances of getting the blood cup at this moment, but she suddenly raised the handle of the fan, and the fan in her hand Then he rushed out of the cloth chess, and she said with a stern look, "Oops, the barrier is about to be broken."

At this moment, the ground was surging, as if it was about to collapse, Xi He hugged Fusang away, and Fusang huddled in her arms, grabbed her collar, and said anxiously, "What's going on, where's the blood cup?"

Xi He frowned, "You want to save Jiang Yun, you can't use the blood cup, and this method doesn't work at all, Jiang Yun is neither a human nor a god, nor a demon, even the blood cup can't bring her back to life."

Seeing Fusang's unbelievable look again, she added viciously, "You'd better give up your heart sooner."

Fusang was quite resistant to meeting Xi He again, but in Xi He's eyes, that resistance was nothing more than a cat's paw's teasing. As long as she thought about the past, she felt exhausted, that kind of hasty life , seemed again like she was spreading over.

"Let me go," Fusang said, feeling as though his dry heart could shed tears again.

But Xi He squeezed her hand in an instant, and crawled on her body inch by inch, "What are you doing if I let you go? What if you run away again?"

Fusang smiled, and bumped into her full arms as if she was exhausted.

As soon as Xihe touched Fusang, Fusang trembled all over. She was stunned, and tucked up the corner of the blanket for Fusang, "It was my fault that day, you should rest earlier."

As soon as she turned around, Fusang grabbed her hand and groped carefully, "Don't you want it?"

Her expression darkened, and there was a deep meaning in Fusang's eyes that Fusang couldn't understand, "You are too tired."

Fusang looked at her with a smile, "Are you scared?" She raised her eyebrows, and only breathed a sigh of relief, "You didn't understand." Not better." When she heard this, she hurriedly pulled Fusang's hand away, and said in a bad tone, "You are too naive, Fusang."

Fusang's life suddenly fell into a trough again, like an animal without beginning or end. When Xi He entered the room, seeing her still lying on the bed, he poked her back with his hand, "Aren't you going to get up?"

Fusang turned around to look at her, glanced at her, and didn't speak.

Seeing that Fusang was depressed, she suggested, "Let's go swimming in the lake tonight before the Lantern Festival."

Fusang nodded and turned to look at her. Seeing that Fusang was not moving, she hugged Fusang with some amusement.Fusang was held in her arms motionless, she took a look at Fusang, wiped Fusang again with a brocade handkerchief, hugged Fusang and went out.

Fusang was buried in her arms, and she didn't dare to look up. She greeted the coachman and carried Fusang into the carriage all the way.

"You are getting fatter"

Fusang opened his eyes and saw a teasing smile on the corner of her mouth.

"I can go by myself."

She held Fusang's palm lightly in her arms, and said, "If you had said it earlier, I wouldn't have to bother." Fusang glanced at her, then quietly curled up in a corner, lost in thought.Fusang probably didn't expect her to be so patient. She had been grieving for nothing for several days, but she still didn't recover.

The two of them got out of the carriage and stepped onto the boat. Inside the boat, there was a singer singing a song about returning home. Fusang was listening and watching her playing the music. Seeing that Fusang was fascinated, she took the cards and dice Come here, after eating a few cards, Fusang got out of the boat without interest, and couldn't help being dazed when he saw the lights outside, and Xi He also followed her, without making a sound, "I'm better too The days are gone, I want to go back to Yishan."

Xi He didn't ask why, but just nodded, Fu Sang suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help asking her curiously, "Did you kill Su Xinzhi?"

She raised her eyebrows, Fusang saw that she had a suave expression, she didn't seem to be lying, "That day he turned into a ghost, insisting that I killed him."

Xi He frowned, shook his head and said, "It's not me."

Fusang nodded and said, "His death is quite strange."

She hastily brought Fusang's consciousness over, "Don't think too much."

Fusang couldn't figure it out for a while, so he went into the cabin to rest again.

Fusang has always been brooding over the fact that she was taken away to Nanyu Mountain. When seeing Xihe again, her perverse temper suddenly rushed to the top. When the two met, they would either quarrel or fight. Fusang would yell at her several times , scolding her for being just a villain, despicable and shameless, she just frowned to look at Fusang, with a blurred expression.