Chapter 117: Really Fragrance
The air seemed to be quiet for a few seconds. Jiang Jiu and Fo Jiang looked at each other. Just when Jiang Jiu thought that they were going to part ways unhappily today, Fo Jiang gave her a smile that could be called stunning. The curve of his mouth was so stunningly beautiful that people couldn't help but stare at him in amazement.
Fo Jiang is the type of person who is cold yet a little bit charming, but it is only because of her status and the fact that she is usually serious that people feel she is distant and difficult to approach. But now that she smiles so beautifully, it is as if she has been pulled closer to a god in the mortal world, and can be approached and intimate with him.
Jiang Jiu stared at him blankly, not knowing why Fo Jiang suddenly smiled so beautifully.
If it was because of her past life, her words should have been enough to anger him, so why would she still...
Doubts arose in Jiang Jiu's heart, but before she could raise her doubts and ask Fo Jiang for confirmation, she saw Fo Jiang reach out and touch her face. His tone was relaxed and doting, coaxing her, and seemed to contain infinite other expectations.
"You just haven't thought of anything yet."
His voice was so soft that it made people's hearts itch when it passed by their ears.
But she could always feel that he didn't seem worried at all, and even thought that her words were naive and cute.
This attitude immediately made Jiang Jiu angry. She turned her head away to avoid Fo Jiang's action. She didn't understand why she asked this question so seriously, but got such an answer. An answer that was not an answer at all, as if she was some unreasonable child, and Fo Jiang was just temporarily tolerating her willfulness.
But it is clear that this is a very serious matter.
She absolutely does not want to be anyone's substitute.
"I won't be anyone's substitute, not even my past life self."
Jiang Jiu thought so and said so, but after all the words came out of his mouth, he more or less regretted it for a moment. It was too straightforward and he didn't know if it would make him angry.
She didn't want to have any conflict with these men.
Originally, she was a poor little girl with no one to rely on and nowhere to seek help. She couldn't even deal with those creditors and extremely bad relatives, let alone those who had special abilities.
Besides, if it weren't for them, she would definitely be miserable now. There was no need for her to make them angry now.
Jiang Jiu felt a sour feeling in his heart, and felt like a beggar who was being given alms.
She gets these benefits because she is similar to someone, even if that person is her own past life.
Fo Jiang looked at his hand that was avoided, his fingertips paused at first, and then he showed a helpless look.
"No one treats you as a stand-in. You are not anyone's stand-in. You are just yourself."
His tone was leisurely, and he withdrew his hand. The sandalwood scent on his body drifted faintly at the tip of the nose, lingering throughout the living room, slowly calming people's hearts.
The same is true for ginger wine, which miraculously makes my mind much clearer.
She turned her head to look at Fo Jiang again, not missing the hint of sadness in his eyes.
"I just don't want to lose you anymore."
Fo Jiang's words were like a gentle breeze blowing through Jiang Jiu's heart, causing her to purse her lips to avoid the strange feeling in her heart before she continued to speak.
"Well, I'm sorry. I might not be calm enough to tell you this suddenly. Today... it's already very late. Master Fojiang, would you like to..."
She didn't want to continue discussing this topic, so she used the order to expel the guest.
Fo Jiang was surrounded by a sadness that seemed to be about to break apart. The feeling of brokenness made people feel distressed. Jiang Jiu knew that it was all because of her, but she couldn't say any words of comfort, otherwise it would be very unfair to her persistence just now. She could only lower her eyes and pretend not to see it.
"Okay, if you want, I'll leave."
Fo Jiang sighed softly, stood up from the sofa and prepared to leave.
Jiang Jiu was then delivered to the door. Outside, it started to rain heavily without her knowing. The moon was high in the sky, shining brightly, and the water sprinkled on the rain-washed ground and the iron railings, making them bright. She saw Fo Jiang about to walk into the rain, and she couldn't help but stepped forward to stop him.
"etc."
As she spoke, she picked up the umbrella next to her and handed it to Fo Jiang.
Everything was done subconsciously without any consideration. She simply felt that Fo Jiang should not be left in the rain. After all, this figure was so fragile that it was about to fall apart. If she let him leave like this, she would probably be trapped by this figure tonight and would not be able to sleep well no matter what.
But just as she handed over the umbrella, she realized that Fo Jiang might not need such an ordinary thing. After all, his ability was so strong that it should be easy for him to withstand the rain.
She was a little annoyed and didn't know whether to take the umbrella back or give it to Fo Jiang.
Immature ideas cause trouble to yourself and others.
Unexpectedly, when she was about to withdraw, Fo Jiang actually reached out to take the umbrella. Under the moonlight, his eyes were so clear that one could almost see through them at a glance. The lingering sense of brokenness just now suddenly dissipated at this moment. The soft moonlight fell on his body, and a layer of glowing gauze was draped over his robes.
"Thank you, Donor Jiang."
The sound of the dripping rain could not cover up Fo Jiang's clear voice. He took the umbrella, turned around and left without staying any longer, and gradually disappeared in the misty drizzle.
Jiang Jiu stood there for a long time without moving, and didn't even notice the rain flowing into the door through the eaves.
After a while, she covered her chest with her hands.
Maybe...she might have been...slapped in the face.
At that moment just now, her heart actually skipped a beat. Fo Jiang was really like a Buddha who came down from heaven, falling into the world for her and willing to be moved by her. Even though she knew that it might not be because of her, she would at some point feel the illusion of being valued and cherished.
His momentary happiness even affected her mood.
Jiang Jiu turned around and walked into the room like a wooden man. The moment he lay on the bed, his mind was full of the image of Fo Jiang.
For some reason, she always felt as if she had seen Fojiang in the moonlight. It was as if it was not the first time she had seen that scene. The scenes kept overlapping and intertwining in her mind, making it impossible for her to fall asleep.
She turned over, sighed softly, and felt like a complete fool.
How could this happen? I just told someone that I couldn't accept being a stand-in, and then I fell in love with him/her. What's going on?
She had just thought that she would not be able to sleep all night if she didn't send him the umbrella. Now it's still the same. She will always remember it even if she sent him the umbrella. She even suspected that even if she could fall asleep, her dreams would be of Fo Jiang's trembling eyelashes, as fragile as gauze.
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