On the road, a few cars occasionally whizzed past.
The dim street lights reflected Jiumei Luolan's figure. From the moment she left Xiu Shengfeng, her frown never relaxed.
Recalling every detail of the day, it seems that those scenes are still in front of me when I close my eyes at this moment.
The ice-cold ice cream has a sweet taste. Not only the sweetness in the taste, but also the sweetness deep in the heart, flowing into every corner of her body like an electric current.
A lonely person returned to the door of the villa...
‘Click~~’
The sound of the door opening woke up Xia Zhichun, who was sleeping on the sofa. Even the little coral sitting cross-legged next to Zhichun straightened his head.
Little Coral climbed onto Xia Zhichun's shoulder.
"Lanlan, are you back?" Xia Zhichun rubbed his eyes.
When the little coral saw its master coming back, she kept spitting out the letters.
"Well, why are you sleeping here? You will catch a cold." Jiumei Luolan looked at Xia Zhichun with concern, walked to the sofa, raised her hand and touched the little coral's head.
"How did you play with Xiu Shengfeng today?" This is what Xia Zhichun is more concerned about. She has imagined countless scenes of Lanlan and Xiu Shengfeng together in her mind. What will it be like?
"Zhichun, I'm eating ice cream..." Jiumei Luolan said lightly.
Ice cream? Did Lan Lan eat ice cream? Scared! It’s a wonder in the world that, except for marshmallows, Lan Lan doesn’t like sweets at all… Today, why did she eat ice cream? Is it because she was forced to cultivate the holy wind?
Well... No, no, apart from the man who died eight hundred years ago, is there anyone who can force Lan Lan now?
Xia Zhichun kept speculating on the reason why Jiumei Luolan would eat ice cream.
"Zhichun, I feel like something is getting wrong with me." Jiumei Luolan's eyes were as clear as water.
But Xia Zhichun smiled. She turned her head and looked at Little Coral, and then at the doll she carried on her left hand. "Zhichun will always remember the scene of Xiao Xianer jumping off the bridge, and will always remember jumping for love.
I remember the little fairy in my heart. Lanlan...do you still remember us in the past? Under the urging of the mission, Zhichun can become cold-blooded. But Lanlan is different. Lanlan becomes cold-blooded under torture, even
ruthless."
After saying this, Xia Zhichun paused. This was the first time she talked about this topic with Lanlan. Then she continued: "Lanlan, don't you feel that since you put down the Western sword, you are no longer so cold? In the past
On those days, I always feel the bloodthirsty red in my blue eyes. But today... what I see in your eyes is a pool of pure water."
A pool of pure water, those clear eyes, like a newborn baby...
She made a bold guess as to whether Xiu Shengfeng had changed something about Lan Lan.
After listening to Xia Zhichun's words, Jiumei Luolan raised her hand and gently slid her fingertips over her eyelids. Her eyes were like pure water? She knew what Zhichun meant, which meant that there was no murderous intent in her eyes.
"Lanlan... A person who knows how to cherish you can't bear to make you cry." Then, 'Aha~~~' Xia Zhichun said haha and stretched. "I'm so sleepy, Lan.
Lan, I’m going to go back to sleep first.”
Xia Zhichun walked towards the stairs. 'A person who knows how to cherish her cannot bear to make her cry.' Thinking about this sentence in her heart... she couldn't help but smile. This sentence was what Yan Lingxi told her today.
. She felt that this sentence was quite true, so she passed it on to Lan Lan.