This time, his smile was not perfunctory, not false, did not smell like a zombie, or smelled of despair.
Rather, it is like the wind in the morning today, gentle and soft, as warm as the spring sun.
Even the lifeless aura that I saw deep in his eyes was gone.
"Why...why?" Chu Qianli knew he shouldn't ask. After all, Feng Dingchu's current change was a good thing.
But, I still couldn't help it.
What happened? Why did he seem to be alive again in less than an hour?
The whole person is renewed and full of vitality!
Feng Dingchu retracted his gaze, turned back, and looked at the sky in the distance.
The smile on the corners of my lips has also disappeared, but my whole person has a completely new feeling.
It seems to blend together with this spring day.
"At least I know that there are still people in this world who really care about me."
So, in the past, let it go.
Some people have feelings that are destined not to belong to them.
But from today on, he is really just Ah Chu, no longer Ah Jiu.
Chu Qianli walked slowly behind him. This time, she was finally sure that his mood had really improved.
"Then, what do you want to do next?" she asked.
Feng Dingchu shook his head, still looking ahead: "Maybe, wandering around the world."
"Being able to let go of everything and wander around the world is a very beautiful thing. Others don't know how envious it is."
"Are you envious?" Feng Dingchu turned around and looked at her face, which was still a little pale due to the cold.
"Of course I'm envious." Chu Qianli also looked at the distant sky and sighed: "It's so nice to have no worries and desires, to be peaceful and quiet."
There is no conspiracy, no intrigue, it is simple and straightforward, even if there is no good food and clothing, it is still good.
Feng Dingchu smiled calmly and said nothing more.
The two of them just stood by the river, looking into the distance and saying nothing.
But today's atmosphere is surprisingly good, and even the backs of the two people are surprisingly good-looking.
The wind gradually began to warm up, just like the bright sun above our heads.
...Aunt Sun cooked noodles for the two of them at noon.
Although there are not many ingredients, it can be seen that Aunt Sun has put her heart into it.
However, the taste of this noodle is indeed a bit too bland.
"Don't like it?" Feng Ding frowned when he first saw Chu Qianli. He picked two pieces of meat and put them in her bowl.
"It's a little bland, probably because I've had some appetite problems in the past two days and I want to eat something with a strong taste."
After thinking about it, Chu Qianli's eyes suddenly lit up. He turned his wrist and immediately found a bag of something in his hand.
Feng Dingchu frowned: "You often show the secret of the Qiankun Chain in front of others, so you are not afraid of being coveted?"
"You are not an outsider, so what are you afraid of? Besides, last night I gave them barbecue and other things, but I hid to get them."
"There's always going to be doubt."
"If you doubt it, just doubt it. Most people can't understand it anyway, so what are you afraid of?"
Feng Dingchu thought about it and felt that it would be better to live comfortably.
Too many secrets will make your heart tired.
"You never asked me why the Queen Mother wanted to poison me? Aren't you curious?"
Chu Qianli just opened the package of pickled mustard and was about to put it in the noodles.
When he asked, she was so frightened that her hands shook and the mustard bag almost flew away.
She didn't even dare to mention a word about this matter, but she didn't expect that he would take the initiative to talk about it.
She felt a little uneasy in her heart: "Will you... tell me?"