Ruo Wuxin turned to look at Luo Qingyue. Under the starry sky, the woman's cheeks were as red as apples. Her eyes were very bright, but they were covered with a dark color. She looked worried and distressed.
He frowned, thinking about her question, "I haven't heard of it."
For so many years, he has been in the basement of Huayang Palace and has never gone out. He doesn't know much about the outside world.
The only thing he knew was the existence of Luo Qingyue.
For him, he would find a way to understand and get involved in anything related to Luo Qingyue.
He has never heard of things like what Qingyue said just now, and has never been involved in them.
Luo Qingyue sighed secretly, like a deflated rubber ball. After hearing this answer, she felt relieved, but at the same time a little disappointed.
What was she expecting?
"Qingyue, can you talk to me about Jun Wuxie?" Ruowuxin said while adding firewood.
At this time, Jun Wuxie happened to come back from collecting dry firewood. He had extraordinary strength. He had been out for a while, and he was worried that something would happen to Luo Qingyue, so he kept paying attention to the movements here.
Now, all the way away, he could vaguely hear what Ruo Wuxin asked Luo Qingyue.
Out of selfish motives and wanting to hear Qingyue's answer, he deliberately suppressed all the breath in his body and stood behind a big tree, looking motionlessly in front of a man and a woman sitting with their backs to him.
female.
Luo Qingyue paused slightly as she warmed her hands, "I don't know him, so I have nothing to say."
The tenderness between Ruo Wuxin's brows and eyes was undoubtedly revealed. He pursed his thin lips slightly and smiled as softly as water, "I don't know, why does your mood fluctuate when you hear Jun Wuxie's name?"
Luo Qingyue was silent for a moment, warming herself to the fire in a daze. Her hands couldn't help but get closer and closer to the fire, but she didn't know it and was still in a daze.
Ruowuxin frowned, and quickly took Luo Qingyue's hand, put it in his palm, and rubbed it, "Does it hurt? Why are you so careless? If you don't want to say it, don't say it. If you hurt yourself, don't say it.
alright."
It wasn't until there was a delicate movement on her hand that Luo Qingyue came back to her senses. Her long eyelashes moved, as if something had been opened deep in her heart.
A picture emerged in my mind. On a moonless night, a man in purple gently held the wrist of a woman in white. The man's expression was as serious as Ruo Wuxin's, worried and wanting to scold her.
But he couldn't bear to scold him.
Thinking of this, Luo Qingyue looked at Ruowuxin in front of her and showed a gentle smile.
Her eyes were so gentle that they seemed to melt a pond full of ice.
As soon as Ruo Wuxin raised his head, he saw Luo Qingyue staring at him with a smile on her face. The attachment and tenderness in her eyes were something Ruo Wuxin had never seen before.
For a moment, Ruowuxin's hold on Luo Qingyue's hand tightened slightly, and his heart seemed to be tense, like a straight line. He whispered: "Qingyue...
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Luo Qingyue suddenly came back to her senses, and the longing in her eyes disappeared, "Wuxin...?"
There was a hint of doubt and surprise in his tone.
What did she think of just now?
When she went to capture it, she found that everything was blank.
Jun Wuxie hid behind the tree and saw everything. His black eyes flashed dimly, and his heart felt painful.