"Hiss..." I couldn't dodge, and there was a sharp pain on my cheek, and my disguise was torn off by him. I was so painful that I couldn't speak. The strange thing is that he never spoke. I thought he was like this
He did it to humiliate me, I thought he should laugh at me severely.
But, there are none.
"It's you -" he lost his voice in shock, staggering and almost falling on me. His body kept moving back, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, as if he had seen a demon from hell.
He fell off the stone bed in some embarrassment.
He looked a little lost. It seemed unimaginable, as if he thought he was in a dream.
I looked at him who was horrified, and laughed with some schadenfreude. I didn't know why he was like this, but I felt a little happy when I thought that my face would make him look so funny and indifferent.
I looked at him coldly, with waves of light in my eyes but no end in sight: "Have you seen enough?"
"It's you...it's really you..." Yuwen Ruojian said in panic.
Yes, the familiar smell of wild hibiscus flowers began to flow out again. It's her, it's her!
The beauty of the peach is as bright as its beauty. The most dazzling, ethereal and cold woman is like a painting that appears in his dreams from time to time. The woman who makes him throb all his life.
Gorgeous as the flower of Du Ruo, radiant as the clouds, graceful as the God of the Nine Heavens, beautiful as an illusion, a pale white dress as light as the moonlight.
His nose was filled with the rich and quiet fragrance of wild hibiscus flowers, lingering in the whole room. He had nowhere to escape, he had no way out. His heart was beating non-stop, for her, and his whole nerves were jumping for joy, and his body was
Every part is rejoicing.
This person is her.
But, again, it's him.
Yu Wenruo was stunned for a moment. He was confused, he was at a loss, and he didn't know what to do.
I looked at him with a strange expression and didn't understand why he had such a big reaction.
I moved my body, but it was still powerless, so I asked: "What did you do to me to destroy all my martial arts?"
He frowned and lowered his head. I couldn't see his expression clearly, and then he smiled softly and said: "I just gave you a lot of Ruanjin Powder, and you will recover after the medicine wears off. Your martial arts, even without the medicine.
If you are not as good as me, why should I abolish you? I know you will be resentful if I abolish your martial arts."
I said expressionlessly: "Are you afraid that I will resent you? Are you kidding me?" I don't believe that he was worried that I would resent him, so he didn't abolish my martial arts. How could he be afraid if he hated me so much?
Sure enough, he raised his head, his fox-like eyes now full of smiles: "You are indeed as smart as I thought. I just want to humiliate you severely, and I want you to know that even if you have martial arts, I still
I can imprison you for a lifetime, but I can still let you know that you are not as strong as you thought. In front of me, you will become vulnerable, and you will lose the only pride and self-esteem that you have after being imprisoned by me." He said it obviously easily.
Although I was laughing, I was shocked when I heard it.
He is really like a devil, and even the way he tortures people is the most cold-blooded and cruel. He clearly knows how proud I am, and he wants to take off my pride and make me lose the most precious thing in my life.
Breaking down, driving me crazy.
Make my life worse than death.
I began to re-examine this man, this emotionless demon.
"But," he suddenly smiled: "I have changed my mind now..."
He looked at me quietly and said in a calm tone as if he was stating something that had nothing to do with him: "I originally wanted to get that painting no matter what means I used, but I didn't get it in the end. You know
why?"
"What?" I looked at him confused.
painting?
I began to turn over all my memory banks in my mind and began to recall all the information about the painting and this person.
Yuwen Ruojian's tone was still calm and nonchalant: "He let me see the painting. He said that I was the only person in the world besides himself who had seen that painting. Do you want to know what is in the painting?
?”
My unfocused eyes finally began to clear up. I finally remembered why I looked familiar to him in the first place.
It's him.
The person I met at Brother Gu’s place who was asking for a painting.
I didn't look at him seriously at that time and had no impression of him for a while. It wasn't until he mentioned it now that I remembered that such a person existed.
My expression was indifferent and I murmured to myself: "I didn't expect that Brother Gu showed it to you even though I had never seen that painting. I don't know if that mandala is beautiful or not, as I said.
Does it look like him?"
"Haha——" He suddenly laughed wildly several times, and then he slowly said: "The reason why the fifth painting is different from the other four, and why he is unwilling to disclose it to the world, is because the painting is not
Flowers, but people." When he said this, he looked at me with burning eyes.
"Human?" I murmured and looked up at him. I didn't understand why this happened? Didn't I say it was a mandala flower? Then, who could it be?
"Yes, it's a person. A woman dressed in white and standing coldly in a field of mandala flowers that are red and almost dripping with blood."
I looked at him confused.
He looked at me deeply, his eyes so deep that they almost melted me: "That person is you. The most peerless you in the world, An Jin.
It's not someone else in that painting, it's you, and that woman is you. He told me that it was just something he did for his own feelings, and there was no mystery. He just wanted to look at that painting during his lifetime and paint it before he died.
The painting is given to you. He doesn’t show it to you or let you know because he doesn’t want to make you feel guilty or burden you. Those are his feelings and his paintings. No one is qualified or able to take them away, so
, I gave up. I didn’t grab that painting.” He paused, and then said: “You can also say that I gave up for you. The person in that painting is you, so I selfishly didn’t want to.
Let the world know your beauty, I don’t want everyone to see you..."
I was stunned. My appearance at this moment must have been as ridiculous as when he saw my true appearance. But I couldn't care so much anymore.
There are thousands of questions in my heart. I want to ask, but my heart is so blocked that I can't say a word.
I lowered my eyelids, Brother Gu, also... alas...
How virtuous and capable I am, how unbearable my feelings are... Brother Gu...
And he, Yuwen Ruojian, why did he say that? Doesn’t he hate me the most? Doesn’t he want me to live a life worse than death?
Why——say those things?
I looked at him puzzled. Is he crazy too? Can't he even tell the truth from what he said?
"You are like an unattainable dream. Although it is illusory, it is still the most beautiful dream. There are still so many people who are willing to chase it... Just like chasing the sun and the moon... An Jin, what kind of person are you...
..." He looked at me, his eyes full of pain and confusion.
I stared blankly at the zenith for a long time, and finally sighed: "I'm sorry for him. Brother Gu..." I shouted softly.
I was in hell and selfishly dragged them all down to hell...
An Jin, what on earth have you done...? You have selfishly dragged so many people out of your world, but you are unable to respond.
You simply can't fall in love with anyone.
Suddenly, he laughed weirdly, his voice was as gentle as a sharp knife, but it slowly cut into people's hearts one by one, and said: "I originally decided to torture you for the rest of my life. But, An Jin, I changed my mind.
Yes, I have decided," he announced with evil eyes and bloodthirsty eyes: "I will keep you prisoner by my side for the rest of my life, An Jin, I want you to be my woman."