Qingcheng Jue Lian - completely removed the mask from his face 30
She slowly retreated from his arms, her red eyes slightly raised, falling on his suddenly gentle eyes, her voice was soft | trembling, and she asked cautiously, "What did you just call me?"
The tenderness in the man's eyes suddenly sank, submerged deep in his pupils.
He pursed his lips slightly, gently covered her face with one hand, and gently caressed her white cheek with his fingertips. With a certain sacred meaning in his voice, he gently shouted those three words again.
, "Kitten..."
"..." Qing He suddenly bit her lips, tears falling out, her face red from crying and sobbing.
But even though her vision was obscured by the hazy mist, she still stared at his masked face.
Sometimes, a person's greatest sorrow and grievance is not vented by hysterical crying, but by silent tears and suppressed choking.
One hand tightly grasped the clothes on his chest, and the slender joints turned white from the tightening.
The man looked at her small face covered with tears, her long and dense eyelashes hanging with a heartbreaking crystal.
What she held with her white fingertips seemed not to be the clothes on his chest, but his heart.
A clearer pain passed through his heart.
Her other hand carefully and slowly reached towards his face. The man subconsciously tightened his lips and took a step back slightly.
"I, want, to see you..." Qinghe cried, looking at him with red eyes, fragile and pleading.
My heart suddenly softened.
So, until her fingertips clasped his mask and slowly took it off his face, he didn't stop it anymore.
But those beautiful eyes, at this moment, let out a slight sigh.
The fingers holding the mask trembled uncontrollably. Qinghe pursed his lips tightly, and his eyes, which were filled with crystal water drops, were extremely bright due to some kind of expectation.
When the mask passed across his deep eyes and landed on the tip of his straight nose, Qinghe took a deep breath.
Completely took the mask off his face.
The face under the mask is brighter than white jade, but that whiteness does not make people feel feminine at all.
On the contrary, his facial features are deep and clear-cut, his nose is high and straight, his lips are thin and red, his eyes are deep and bright, and his eyebrows are long and thick, making his eyes appear even more profound.
.
And this face, after being sculpted by time, has become more perfect and flawless.
Even though the face in front of him was not as young as in his memory, Qinghe was sure of it at one glance.
He was the man who...in a unique and cruel way, suddenly disappeared from her life for ten years.
Qinghe stared blankly at that face, brushing his facial features and face with his fingertips over and over again. Tears of excitement, filled with uncontrollable joy and some unspeakable resentment, burst out from his eyes.
"Brother Jue, I'm not dreaming, am I?"
The soft female voice carries a heart-wrenching lack of confidence.
The man stared at her pursed lips, which were slightly red and swollen from suppressing her sobs. Her dark eyelids shrank slightly. He held her finger that was caressing his cheek, put it gently between her lips and kissed her thinly.
The lips curled up evilly, "Little stupid cat!"
"..." Qing He pursed his lips, and tears seemed to be unable to stop, falling out of his eyes uncontrollably.
Si Jue sighed, took her hand and pulled her slightly into his arms. One hand was around her waist, and the other hand wiped her tears. His tone was full of helplessness, "Little kitten, see you again."
Not happy?"
Qinghe was stunned and looked at him with a raised face.
How could she be unhappy? However, she was so confused now. Ten years ago, he had obviously...
She was afraid that it was just a dream, and when she woke up from the dream, she would have to face the fact that he was no longer by her side.
Therefore, she did not dare to admit easily that he was back again.
She was afraid that she could not bear the blow of losing her hope again.
Si Jue frowned slightly when he saw that she was silent and only focused on shedding tears. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead with his thin lips, pausing for a moment before pulling away.
He gently caressed her cheek with his fingertips, staring at her softly and intently.
Qinghe felt that the forehead he had kissed was on fire, and the blush spread from the tip of his forehead to his face.
She sniffed and stupidly touched the place where he had kissed her with her hand.
A pair of eyes, with the innocence of a child, looked at him without blinking.
But still didn't want to say a word.
Si Jue sighed, took her hand and walked out of the alley.
His steps were so slow that it took Qinghe two steps to catch up with his one step, and she needed to speed up those two steps to catch up with him.
Qinghe didn't care to cry anymore, but her face was still wet, and there were many teardrops on her eyelashes, which were somewhat unsightly and blocked her sight.
She blinked her eyes hard, blinking away the unsightly teardrops, her mouth pouted, her brows furrowed tightly, and she followed him awkwardly.
Several times, half of my body bumped into his back because I couldn't control the steps and speed well.
Qinghe's face was red and she was holding back her breath. When she bumped into him again, she bit her lip and shook his hand away.
She took a few steps back with her whole body, puffing out her cheeks and looking at him.
It was not surprising that Si Jue was thrown away by her, or maybe he would rather make her angry than let her... keep crying...
Raising his eyebrows slightly, Si Jue pulled away slightly and looked at her lightly.
And his indifference aroused Qinghe's indignation even more.
She glared at him with angry eyes, pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.
There was a hint of smile in Si Jue's eyes, and he said softly, "What's wrong?"
What's wrong?
Qinghe laughed angrily, turned around and left without saying anything.
Si Jue raised his eyebrows, the little girl's temper really hadn't changed at all.
Her thin lips curled up slightly, but Si Jue didn't stop her and looked at her back calmly.
When I see a little girl's steps changing from fast to slow to almost staggering, my eyes fill with smiles.
The next moment, someone turned around angrily, staring at his little appearance, wishing he could eat him before he would be satisfied.
Then, she walked up to him in a few steps, stretched out a little finger and poked his chest with an extremely arrogant attitude.
"I didn't want to talk nonsense with you at first, but for Uncle Si's sake, I reluctantly gave you a chance to explain."
For Uncle Si’s sake??
Well...I really deserve this face!
Si Jue twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, put his arms around her waist, and looked at her with a thin smile, "Little cat, what do you need me to explain?"
Qinghe fell silent again, his bright eyes flashed with sadness, and he looked at him with a dull look.
Si Jue pursed his lips, tightened his arms slightly, and a hint of deep meaning flashed through his cold eyes, "Kitten, no matter what happened in the past, I am back now, so everything in the past is no longer important."
His voice was light and airy, as if he just said one short sentence, and the past ten years disappeared with his words and became no longer important.
Qinghe looked at his face, and there was a brief strangeness in her eyes. After a while, she slightly touched her lips.
She gently pulled away, got out of his arms, looked at him and said with a smile, "Brother Jue is right, the past is over, it's... not important anymore."
After she finished speaking, she shrugged, "No matter what happened before, how you did it... After all, that is all in the past. The important thing is that you are doing well."
Si Jue watched her pink lips slowly opening and closing, her bright cheeks carrying an indifferent smile, her eyes distant but not rude.
At this moment, Si Jue seemed to realize that the little woman in front of him was no longer the carefree and innocent little girl she was when she was seven years old.
Today, although she is still pure, she has learned how to hide her thoughts, emotions and anger.
Originally this wasn't such a bad thing.
After all, as people grow up, their minds and thoughts will change. They cover up their emotions, mostly to protect themselves.
But Si Jue felt a wave of annoyance welling up in his heart.
Because of her covering up for him, he felt alienated.
The white forehead slowly squeezed out the word "Chuan".
Si Jue suddenly tightened his lips and stepped towards her...
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[Happy reading, girls. Forgive me for being too busy these two days. I will update more in the next two days and make up for it slowly. Hello everyone.]