Qingcheng heard the exclamation and looked back at her in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Ren Qianqian clenched her hands tightly, looking at those black eyes, and the touching teardrop under those black eyes. It was dark in the night, and she never paid much attention to the details on his face. After all, he was wearing a wedding dress.
Wearing a mask, she didn't notice it for a moment, but now she looked carefully.
Qingcheng, Cheng Qing, this is exactly the same person!
It's ridiculous that she actually forgot that Qingcheng is a demon, and changing the color of her eyes is a simple matter.
No, she cannot be taken back by him. If she is taken back so easily, she will be completely reduced to a plaything and a vessel in front of Qingcheng.
Suppressing the fear in her heart, Ren Qianqian tried her best to smile: "It's okay, I had a nightmare. I'm almost there, just get down here."
Qingcheng did not become suspicious. When he let her down, he touched her forehead with his hand and said in a calm voice with concern: "Go back and drink something to take away the cold. There is some ice on my forehead."
Ren Qianqian's eyes were confused for a moment. It's not that she was confused or that she couldn't recognize him. It was just because the Qingcheng tonight was really different from the past.
Taking a deep breath, Ren Qianqian yearned for the hands that brushed her forehead.
If you were so gentle, we might not be so difficult to get along with. But if you were so gentle from the beginning, you would be the same as others.
I have never understood what love is like. Qingcheng, I only know that what I want now is freedom. I don’t want to become weak, and I don’t want to be a good boy at your mercy.
"Thank you, A-Qing, I'm very happy tonight." Ren Qianqian said sincerely with a slight smile.
Qingcheng lowered her eyes and replied calmly: "Can I still come to see you tomorrow?"
Ren Qianqian was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Of course, we are friends."
When Qingcheng heard the affirmative answer, he felt a sense of joy in his heart. In fact, as long as she didn't run away, he didn't seem to mind that she didn't go back with him now.
He wanted to travel around this world after not seeing her for hundreds of years. They had a lot of time. Seven or forty-nine times, more than 300 days. In this year, he could grant her a year's travel in the world. When the time comes,
He went to find his fairy, but she had nothing to do with him.
Qingcheng didn't know that Ren Qianqian had already thought about leaving at this time. She was destined to escape because he was a mandala that was too poisonous. Even though he made her happy, he also made her afraid.
Turning around, Qingcheng walked back in a good mood. Forget it, tonight is so beautiful, so don't expose your white lies. Let's talk about tomorrow's things tomorrow.
The jade pendant woven with wisteria flowers floated into a touching purple between Qingcheng's black belt. Ren Qianqian looked at his back and bit her lip tightly.
It was rare for him to have such a violent personality this night. The next time we meet again, he will definitely not be so peaceful.
Ren Qianqian clenched her hand, and the coldness she touched when she looked around him gradually became hot in her hand.
At least, at least say one more word to him.
"Well, wait a minute."
Qingcheng stopped and turned his head slightly to look at her: "What's wrong?"
Ren Qianqian looked at the mask on his face, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "The story about the butterfly in the sea is actually not like that. The reason why the butterfly wanted to fly across the sea was because she was in the dream
I dreamed of a flower, and that flower was on the other side of the sea. The butterfly wanted to fly to her flower, so no matter how vast the sea was, no matter how far away it was, she had to fly there."
Ren Qianqian mustered up her courage. She wanted to tell him: sometimes she leaves just to get closer.
But she didn't dare, she was afraid to say it out loud. If Qingcheng was so smart, she would guess something, and she would really have no chance to turn around. All her efforts would be in vain.
Qingcheng was not very interested in the story about the mask, but she told it, and he naturally listened to it with dignity. After hearing it, Qingcheng smiled, and Qingcheng nodded: "Then, I think I must be the sea."
Now Ren Qianqian was confused: "Why?"
He is the flower that the butterfly dreams of, why is it the sea?
She flipped her hair as black as splashing ink, and a trace of scarlet appeared in Qingcheng's eyes.
"No matter where that butterfly flies, she is destined to fall in my eyes. And as long as she is in my eyes, I will never let go. So I am not a flower that only waits, nor is it like that
Silly butterfly, I am the sea."
Ren Qianqian, you are a butterfly, I don’t know who is your flower, but I am your ocean, you can’t escape - it’s destiny!
An aura of arrogance and arrogance filled the air at night. The overbearing feeling was like a pair of big hands tightly strangling Ren Qianqian's neck, forcing her to breathe and making her heart beat faster.
It was this feeling of damn danger, this feeling that once he was targeted, he would desperately try to catch the person in his hands. It was so morbid that it haunted her.
Turning around, Qingcheng's figure quickly disappeared into the moonlight.
After a long time, Ren Qianqian wiped her forehead, which was already covered with cold sweat.
Her heart beat wildly at being valued like this, but she was also extremely scared. She missed him a lot when he was gone, but when she saw him, she couldn't help but fall into those horrible memories.
The severe pain of having her body pierced, and the heavy feeling when the dagger pierced her heart. She is a doctor in the field of anatomy, and she is extremely knowledgeable about anatomy. Because of this, the fear of being cut open and penetrated in her body is greater than that of others.
There are a hundred times more people.
Ren Qianqian stumbled back to the inn.
She was scared, she felt creepy, she had to run away, and she had to run away now.
As soon as she returned to the inn, she saw Emperor Yaohua waiting for her, who had not yet returned to the room.
He stood quietly in front of the door and looked at her, the moonlight was like water, and he held a bright lamp in his hand. When he saw her coming up, he was not excited or complaining, but he smiled quietly as gently as water: "Don't get lost next time
I can't find you, so I can only wait here."
Ren Qianqian's heart was hit hard.
She has never felt anything about gentle men, but on such a cold night, with such a gorgeous night that left her with infinite fear, with such a person standing in front of her, she could only feel grateful for the mercy of God.
Thank God for allowing me to meet such a person. Fortunately, fortunately, this person stayed here, and she could be saved by him this night...