【Chasing Ling】Sijun can still be chased

Jin Ling was completely stunned.

It was hard to imagine what kind of thought it was, but his mind was involuntarily blank.

Lan SiZhui kissed him, and this knowledge completely froze his brain, even when Wei WuXian took off his clothes back then, he didn't panic.

The weightlessness of being thrown into the air; the suffocation of losing air; the emptiness of losing faith.

Even this disturbed him more than those, same but different, he didn't resist the feeling.

Lan Sizhui's kiss was just like him, a gentle touch.

He didn't want to force Jin Ling without making sure.

So when he reached the outside of the cave, he let go of Jin Ling, just lowered his head and carefully admired the person in front of him.

Jin Ling was still stunned, his cheeks were flushed, and there was a thin mist in his eyes and a little tenderness.

After a while, Jin Ling finally came back to his senses and looked at Lan Sizhui with complicated eyes.

"A Ling, please tell me, is what he said true?" Lan Sizhui still looked at Jin Ling, but there was a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

If it is, he will definitely not let Jin Ling go, but if not, if he denies it again...

Then he would stop pestering her and retreat obediently.

"..." Jin Ling seemed to sense something, his expression was still complicated, "I..."

He opened his mouth, but never dared to answer easily.

He didn't dare to gamble, he didn't dare to gamble with Lan Sizhui, if he lost, he would be doomed.

But Lan Sizhui's expression made him have to think more, what if the person Lan Sizhui likes is himself?

Lan Sizhui looked at Jin Ling's hesitant look, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.Judging by Jin Ling's appearance, it can't be real anymore, so how can someone with unknown background be trusted?

Jin Ling never dared to look at Lan Sizhui, so when he heard Lan Sizhui calling him, he raised his head again in a daze.

Lan Sizhui called him "Sect Master Jin."

Normally he would call him Jin Ling, or Ah Ling.

Although many people called him Sect Master Jin, he had never heard this title from Lan Sizhui.

"Sizhui offended you in today's matter, I hope Sect Master Jin will forgive me." After speaking, Lan Sizhui bowed deeply to him, and that bow seemed to have exhausted his whole life's strength.

Before Jin Ling could react, Lan Sizhui had already left.

The last time he looked at him, the expression seemed painful and determined, and he also read that we would never see each other again.

It's a pity that Lan Sizhui didn't express his thoughts until the end, Jin Ling lowered his head to confirm that he had missed it.

After solving this maze, Lan Sizhui quickly found Lan Jingyi and Wen Ning.

At that time, they had arrived in a small town.

Seeing that Jin Ling hadn't come back yet, I felt an incredible pain in my heart, but I was still a little worried.

"Jingyi, Sect Master Jin is just ahead, I'm a little tired, go and find him and come back."

Lan Jingyi also saw the tired look on Lan Sizhui's face, but was still puzzled: "Didn't you just come from there? Why didn't you bring him along?"

Lan Sizhui shook his head and said, "He and I are not together..."

Lan Jingyi looked at Lan Sizhui's precarious state and said, "Okay, I understand, General Ghost, please take care of Sizhui."

Wen Ning nodded, and Lan Jingyi went towards where Lan Sizhui pointed.

Wen Ning looked complicated, Lan Sizhui looked up at him, "Sure enough, he doesn't like me."

Then without saying a word, he entered an inn silently.

There are so many people in the world, how likely is it to fall in love with someone?But there are so many good people in the world, how likely is he to fall in love with others?Therefore, people who can love each other are miracles in that small probability.

He also longed for a miracle, but he was not confident enough to believe that a miracle would happen to him.

When Lan Sizhui felt that Jin Ling didn't like it, he chose to be fulfilled, and he chose to give up, which is also a kind of love.

This is called: love him, give him freedom.

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