Ling Xuewei stood up and left, but suddenly her arm was pulled.
She stood still.
"You don't want to see me that much?"
Di Qianjue's voice was faint, and no emotion could be heard.
"Or are you afraid of me?"
Ling Xuewei paused and replied, "Shouldn't I be afraid of you?"
"Oh, I don't see why you are afraid of me."
There was a rare hint of ridicule in Di Qianjue's tone, and Ling Xuewei pursed her lips and remained silent.
Silence overflowed in the air.
In sight, the woman's profile is very beautiful, with graceful lines, slender neck, and attractive white complexion.
It makes people have the urge to kiss and be fragrant.
Her eyes were slightly narrowed and her eyelashes were thick and long. From Di Qianjue's perspective, she looked as beautiful as a porcelain doll.
His heart softened inexplicably, and his eyes were gentler than ever before.
The atmosphere is rare and warm.
However, I'm afraid he is the only one who thinks so.
But so what?
As long as Ling Xuewei is by his side, that is enough.
The corners of Di Qianjue's mouth were slightly raised, and his expression was one of rare joy.
But the next moment, Ling Xuewei's words made Di Qianjue's happiness disappear.
"Di Qianjue, I can't give you what you want, so don't have your hopes in me."
Ling Xuewei tightened her arms and the air in the room became slightly condensed.
"What did you say?"
Di Qianjue spoke every word, his eyes already cold.
"You should have heard it. If you need me to repeat it, it doesn't matter. I can't respond to your expectations, so... hiss..."
Ling Xuewei's wrist hurt, and Di Qianjue's anger spread.
Di Qianjue stared at Ling Xuewei intently, almost wanting to break her wrist, "Woman, you really know how to make me angry. Ha, I should have understood earlier, you are so heartless.
, no matter how hot the temperature is, it can't warm your cold heart."
With one strong hand, he pulled her forward and grabbed Ling Xuewei's chin, "How can you be so indifferent? Haven't I done enough? What do you want me to do to satisfy you? Huh?!"
He almost yelled the last sentence!
The force of her hands pinched Ling Xuewei in great pain, but she did not struggle and remained expressionless.
"Speak?! Why don't you speak? Tell me, what exactly do you want me to do? What exactly do you need to do to open up your heart to me?"
When he said this, his tone actually sounded a bit pleading.
The strength faded, and the hand that was holding Ling Xuewei's chin suddenly gently touched her cheek, "Do you know that every time you are in front of me, you are like a hedgehog, always on guard. You have never shown that kind of dependence and peace of mind in front of me.
He never even smiled."
"I'm so annoying to you that you can't even look at me more and feel bored if I stay for more than a quarter of an hour?"
"Do you hate me so much?"
——Do you hate me so much?
A sound echoed faintly in the air.
Ling Xuewei was stunned, as if she didn't expect Di Qianjue to ask such a question.
"Tell me, do you really hate me? Huh?"
Di Qianjue's voice was gentler than ever before, and even a little uneasy and uneasy.
At this moment, he is not the Buddha, but an ordinary man.
He has lost the composure, coolness, calmness and calmness of the past, he is just an ordinary man who wants to find the answer to the woman he loves.
The air became quiet for a while.
Until, a woman's voice came, "I don't hate you."
Those five simple words came towards him like ocean waves.
Di Qianjue was ecstatic!
There seemed to be something stirring in my chest, one after another, trying to break through the embankment.
Unprecedented joy swept Di Qianjue, and he was so excited that he hugged Ling Xuewei.
Di Qianjue hugged Ling Xuewei deeply into his arms.
In countless long years and years, Di Qianjue has never been as happy as he is today!
At this moment, he wished he could look up to the sky and scream, expressing the joy in his heart like everyone in the world!
"Xue'er, my little Xue'er..."
Di Qianjue whispered Ling Xuewei's name over and over again.
full of pathos.
Gentle as water.
This is his Xue'er, his little Xue'er. This is a name that belongs exclusively to him. In this world, he is the only one who can call her that.
unique.
It turns out that even though they say it doesn't matter on their lips, in fact they still care in their hearts.
Di Qianjue hopes that Ling Xuewei can truly stay by his side. Even if Ling Xuewei doesn't really like him yet, it doesn't matter. He believes that one day, Ling Xuewei will be moved by his true love.
Just like now, doesn't it prove that he is right?
Ling Xuewei used to hate him so much that she wanted to kill him, but now she no longer hates him. Isn't this a change?
Maybe one day, Ling Xuewei will also show a bright smile to him, and will also rely on and trust him?
"Xue'er..."
Di Qianjue couldn't help but bow his head and placed a kiss on Ling Xuewei's temple.
It brushed along her cheek and touched her eyes gently.
"Would you like to be mine..."
Suddenly, Di Qianjue paused.
His whole body suddenly stiffened.
Even the fingertips began to tremble.
The woman in front of him stood like an ice sculpture.
There was no expression on her face.
It's like his soul has been taken away, without sadness or joy.
No sorrow, no anger.
At that moment, it felt like thunder struck above his head, and Di Qianjue finally understood.
A sudden realization.
It turns out that Ling Xuewei said she didn't hate him just because from the beginning to the end, to Ling Xuewei, he was just a stranger!
Ling Xuewei's heart has never had a place for him!
Because he doesn't even have the qualifications to make Ling Xuewei hate him!
So that’s it.
That’s how it turned out to be.
Ridiculous, really ridiculous.
"Oh……"
At first he laughed lowly, then he threw his head back and laughed!
It's just that laughter, but it's inexplicably sad.
This transition from great joy to great sorrow is like heaven to hell!
What could be more cruel than this!
Ling Xuewei is indeed the woman he likes, so ruthless and heartless!
Not even the slightest chance was given to him.
Anger accompanied by murderous intent enveloped the entire hall!
"Bang--!"
There were several shattering sounds, and all the porcelain in the palace burst into pieces because they could not withstand the majestic spiritual pressure!
An An heard the noise outside and rushed in quickly.
"Holy Lord..."
"roll!!"
Emperor Qianjue shouted angrily, like thunder, exploding in the palace!
Before An could finish a word, he was knocked out hard!
It hit the stone pillar outside hard.
"grown ups!"
"grown ups!"
Everyone was shocked by this scene, "What's going on, sir? What happened inside?"
As he said that, he was about to rush in, but An Yi quickly stopped him, "Don't, don't go in..."
Before he finished speaking, An Yi spit out a mouthful of blood, suppressed the pain in his chest, and said with a solemn expression, "Let everyone stay outside the door and don't go in."
"But……"
"If you still want to live, don't come close to the temple." An Yi warned everyone with a serious look. (To be continued)