...No, don't worry about that, she will go practice swordplay now, and her skills will definitely improve!
But there was an extremely firm thought in my heart.
"Give."
But just when An Yin was about to leave angrily, an elegant male voice sounded faintly, and immediately, an arm came across.
An Yin, who subconsciously wanted to knock it away with a strike, was stunned and quickly stopped his movements. However, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the thing in his hand, which was still the same black sweet potato as before.
Unexpectedly, seeing this situation, An Yin felt a little disappointed.
Every time I see him, he brings this with him. Is it possible that he likes to treat people to this kind of food?
"Who wants this thing?" he said angrily. The obvious resentment was not directed at Gu Qingyun, but at the thing in his hand.
"Don't you want it anymore?"
In the past, although she had never shown how happy he was with his behavior, or in other words, except for the successful killing, the word "happy" did not exist in her body...
But at least he would take it. At this moment, he only glared at it with disdain, looking very disgusted. Seeing her like this, Gu Qingyun couldn't help but retract his hand with a sad expression.
His voice, which was slightly hoarse, was so soft that he seemed to be talking to himself, but his tone was very low.
Looking at him who gradually lowered his head, An Yin couldn't help but be startled.
There were ripples in my tangled heart, and I really wanted to blurt out a sentence...
But there was a more powerful force forcing her to shut up.
She remained silent and he remained silent, but after a while, the air became so quiet that he could only hear his own breathing and heartbeat.
Through a pair of eyes that were not capable of observing words and expressions, I didn't know what he was thinking, but An Yin was thinking: Just... keep silent.
She should leave this place, get a new pair of shoes, and practice her sword skills properly.
Looking at the black shoes, it was not difficult to see the wet uppers. He attributed the inexplicable sadness in his heart to the fact that it had soiled his own dark voice, and silently made up his mind to leave the man behind him.
"And this..." But she didn't expect that just when she was about to turn around, he pulled her back.
There was a pause in the middle of the sentence. He realized that his hand seemed to be in the wrong place. Gu Qingyun couldn't help being stunned, but even though he took his hand back in time, his face turned as red as a monkey's butt.
Looking at the dark yellow stain on the brand new blood-red sleeve, An Yin said nothing, only feeling that the place where he touched was strangely warm.
very strange...
She didn't hate the fact that it was placed in the hands of a deceitful person who should have been chopped off immediately in the past.
"Send it to you." After hearing the news and looking around, the thing he wanted to give her turned out to be a 'beautiful' little red flower lying quietly in his hand.
From the looks of it, he was probably torn off by Gu Qingyun on that road. It looked so miserable that even she, who rarely came into contact with flowers and plants, knew that it was completely dead, even if it was supposed to be beautiful.
There is no rot, it is in a wilted state, and there is no beauty at all.
The superb swordsmanship of the woman in front of him naturally didn't hurt a single hair of his from beginning to end...but she accidentally hurt his heart.
"Why?" Gu Qingyun asked after she threw it away with her own hands.
Without even looking at his extremely hurt eyes, he just glanced at the flowers on the ground and said slowly in an indifferent voice: "It's not worthy of me."
She was so calm and calm, which actually made Gu Qingyun stunned. He looked at the flower on the ground that he had chosen for a long time and thought it was the most beautiful... and then looked at her who was obviously thousands of times more beautiful than the flower.
, couldn't help but laugh out loud: "I'm indeed not worthy of you..."
It's her, she doesn't deserve it.
It turns out that the man in front of me can't understand what I mean...
A feeling of loneliness that she had never felt before suddenly came to An Yin's heart. She lowered her head in despair, with a look of loneliness on her face.
But soon, she clenched her fists and adjusted herself.
She is the best killer...never needs those things.
He calmly put the soft sword back on his waist, did not look at the man again, and just walked straight forward. During An Yin's silence, he also noticed her low mood, but because of a trace of hesitation, Gu Qingyun
She didn't say anything in time. Seeing her expression return to indifference, she slowly moved farther and farther away from him. She suddenly felt discouraged. Looking at the unreachable back, she even lost the courage to follow her...
Looking down at the small and pitiful flower that had been buried in the grass, he suddenly thought of a better idea. Gu Qingyun, with bright eyes, shouted at An Yin's back: "Wait for me!"
"What?"
Feeling an irritating dark sound, she already paused reflexively and turned back to stare at him in confusion. However, the only thing that caught her eyes was the man's hasty smile, and he had already run away without a trace.
Not saying the words to shirk him in time... was really a failure.
Helpless, she had to stand there and wait stupidly. The breeze mixed with the fragrance of green grass hit her nose, and she felt a sense of expectation in her heart... How could she have such absurd thoughts? An Yin with a stern look on her face.
Yin shook his head in a hurry.
But such a long time has passed...can he come back?
Damn it, why is she thinking about this... What does it have to do with her if she doesn't come back?
But why can't these legs move?
Unconsciously, she bit her mouth lightly and frowned fiercely. Just when An Yin stood there sadly, contradicting herself and being extremely entangled, Gu Qingyun, who had disappeared for only a moment, came back.
"look!"
He left and returned, panting as he ran, smiling brightly like a big child, and handed the extra thing in his hand to her like a treasure.
It's just that when An Yin heard the news, his eyes didn't linger too much on the exquisite and beautiful wreath, but only stuck tightly to the mud in his hand.
"It's so dirty."
Looking at the dazzling stain on the white jade hand, she said softly, as if she was afraid that it would hurt him.
It's a pity that Gu Qingyun, who suffers from a common men's problem - being very nervous, did not feel this keenly, and thought that the woman opposite him was just like before, disgusted with his clumsiness.
Looking along her line of sight, she saw a piece of wet and thick mud, and couldn't help but smile.
"Oh, it's nothing."
As he spoke, he lowered his head. There was a tenderness in his eyes that could make An Yin lose consciousness for a moment. "As long as you are happy." He wiped it away gently, raised his head and grinned at her.
'Bang bang——!'; Looking at the serious man in front of her, a strong tone of surprise appeared on his face, and she was completely stunned. Her heart, which had been silent for many years, seemed to beat at this moment.
This is impossible...
Unable to bear this invisible torture, she finally chose to run away. (To be continued)