Hanyu carving fairy

(continued from previous chapter)

"Ah Jiu, you are really annoying." Di Jue sneered, his empty black eyes no longer had the gentle and loving expression that Shen Liangjiu was familiar with on weekdays.

Shen Liangjiu's body trembled, as if he had received some shocking blow - his eyes widened, and the tears that had been forced out by Pan Gu's plain but sharp statement could no longer accumulate in his eye sockets, and warm liquid poured out of his eyes.

Di Jue frowned and let out a "tsk".

"Ah Jiu, don't cry." Pan Gu coughed lightly and also frowned.Shen Liangjiu's silent crying made him feel more helpless than his crazily crying.

Shen Liangjiu was still sobbing silently, he seemed to have undergone a drastic change all of a sudden, his complexion and state were completely turned upside down from before.And he just listened to Di Jue's words, and he became this miserable and pitiful appearance.

"Ah Jiu... Do you know? Shen Jue hates people crying the most." Pan Gu looked a little embarrassed, after all, the person he was talking about was right in front of him.

Di Jue turned his head halfway, with a half-hearted smile on his face.

Shen Liangjiu's crying stopped abruptly as expected.He stared straight at Di Jue's pale and indifferent face with red eyes, and said cautiously: "...Really?"

Hearing Shen Liangjiu ask him this, Di Jue didn't answer.He closed his eyes, as if caught in his own memory.

"Ah Jiu... also likes to cry."

"Fulin, you're crying too."

"Shen Qianqing, although I haven't seen him, I know he must have cried."

"And you, the one who cries makes me dislike the most."

Shen Liangjiu listened to him calmly, with a half-crying and half-smiling expression.A sick, unspeakable expression suddenly appeared on his pale face.

Di Jue couldn't see this expression, nor did he want to see it.

"Shen Jue..." Shen Liangjiu seemed to turn a deaf ear to those words.He clings to God Jue's upper body and hugs his neck: "Why?... You always compare me with them, as if I'm the worst one. But I like you so much... You shouldn't make me cry , you should spoil me, like before..."

With a "bang" sound, Di Jue stood up so forcefully that he knocked down the chair—at the same time, Shen Liangjiu, who was originally clinging to his upper body, sat down on the ground unexpectedly.And Di Jue closed his eyes, covering up the irritability that was surging beneath him, and suppressed forbearance in his calm tone: "Really?"

Why?Why did Shen Liangjiu never understand what he was saying? ?

"Shen Liangjiu, it seems that we are really not from the same world." Di Jue's face was very calm, but his next action completely vented his anger and unwillingness - he lifted the back of the chair that fell down with one hand, He smashed the overturned chair to the hard ground.

He was angry, and what was angry was Shen Liangjiu's selfishness and ego.He was unwilling, and what was unwilling was that his efforts were rewarded in this way.He is not a fearless victim - as Pan Gu said, Shen Ajiu's friendship has already been repaid, he shouldn't make so many concessions for Shen Liangjiu that go beyond his bottom line, shouldn't he? ?

The instant flying dust and the fragments of the wooden chair that bounced off caused Pangu to cover his face reflexively.

When he moved his arm away again, he saw a blood-red scratch appear on Shen Liangjiu's face.The scratch was dripping with drops of blood, which looked hideous and terrifying.But at this moment, the young child didn't feel the pain on his face, and just stared blankly at the furious Di Jue without blinking.

All were speechless, only the sound of Di Jue raising his head and panting out of breath.

This man has never lost his composure before.

——In Pan Gu’s impression, he was always quiet, sitting gracefully beside him, holding his favorite thing in his hand—that was usually a delicate white magnolia.He would lower his eyes indifferently, carve carefully and slowly by himself, or enjoy silently.He seemed to have never known that Di Jue, this jade sculpture could speak so loudly.Even, he has never heard such a rough vernacular from his mouth!

"Get lost." Di Jue had recovered his composure.And when his flawless face is expressionless and the corners of his lips are tightly pursed, he always looks so icy and icy.

Even Pan Gu felt that something was wrong.He stood up, looked at Shen Liangjiu with a complicated expression as he got up from the ground in embarrassment without saying a word, and let the blood drip on his face.Then, that thin figure silently pushed open the door, and also silently disappeared.

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