Chapter 255 He Doesn’t Want to Let Go

The crisp sound of slaps echoed throughout the night. Ye Du seemed to be really woken up by her. There was a hazy murderous intent in his eyes, which made Jun Lin yawn.

She raised her hand casually, and caught the blade that Ye Du was about to drop. The man's wrist was held by her and he could not move.

Tears of fatigue welled up in the corners of her eyes. She said lazily without even turning her head, "You couldn't beat me before, so now you think you can turn things around and sing like a peasant slave?"

This ugly face deeply stimulated Ye Du. She gathered all her strength in her arms to break free from Jun Lin's restraints. Her fist followed closely and she raised her foot to kick the man over faster than him.

Jun Lin touched his chin and reflected: "It doesn't seem good? I just kicked your father at that time."

Now I'm kicking you again, which means I'm treating everyone equally, right?

Ye Du fell to the ground, his hawk-like eyes became colder and colder. He had no idea what grudge the person in front of him had against him.

Why do they keep hitting me when I have a positive attitude?

Jun Lin carefully observed his expression, put his index finger to his lips and said affirmatively: "You are conscious, right?"

That's right. If he had no consciousness, how could a puppet like him mobilize troops to fight in such a flexible and changeable battlefield?

Jun Lin held out his hand to him: "You just don't have your previous memory? Or has your memory been replaced?"

Ye Du stared at the hand that was stretched out to him. It was slender and beautiful, but covered with scars. There was dried blood on the back of the cold and hard hand. It was obvious that the continuous killing had caused the emperor to suffer a lot.

But this was obtained by killing the local soldiers of the Ze Kingdom.

Ye Du coldly turned his eyes away, ignored the hand she extended, and sat back down beside her.

He's quite well behaved. He knows he can't escape so he behaves well to avoid suffering.

Jun Lin raised his eyebrows but didn't take it to heart. After all, the slap and kick before were not ambiguous.

"How about talking to me? Maybe if you can make me happy, I can spare your father's life."

She sat on the ground with one leg curled up, her arm resting on her bent knee, half-supporting her cheek and tilting her head to look at him with a smile.

The night wind was light, and the moonlight was bright and soft, falling on her body, making her expression soft.

Ye Du looked at her quietly, his lips trembling as if he wanted to say something, and the golden lines spreading across half of his cheek suddenly felt hot, triggering a heart-piercing pain in his body that strangled his sneaking emotions.

Silently and without a trace.

His eyes became cold and calm again.

Jun Lin had been observing him the whole time, so he naturally didn't miss the subtle changes. His eyes darkened for a moment, then turned into a nonchalant smile: "Forget it, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it. Then come and take a look at this."

She stretched out her hand, and the fireflies on both sides of the path were like a meteor shower, with dots of light flying towards her impatiently.

As if responding to the call, fluorescent lights appeared in the hidden and quiet dark forest, increasing little by little, gathering little by little, the little guys flapped their wings and rubbed her fingertips affectionately, and the faint light in the night seemed to awaken the black box of people's dormant memories.

Ye Du just took a casual glance and couldn't look away anymore, his eyes were moved and he couldn't control himself and stretched out his hand towards her fingertips.

It hurts a lot.

The golden lines became hotter and hotter, like molten lava that seemed to melt my face.

The pain from his internal organs that seemed to be burned stimulated his brain, telling him to withdraw his hand immediately, not to touch, not to think too much, and not to cross the red line that he could not bear.

Ye Du's hand, which was stretched out in the air, paused, and suddenly began to tremble slightly. He was probably in pain, and even his lips turned pale. After pausing, he continued to move forward.

Jun Lin had been observing his expression, and seeing this, he couldn't help but purse his lips slightly.

When she felt a temperature that did not belong to her at her fingertips, she was startled and turned to look at her palm in disbelief.

He and she intertwined their fingers.

The dreamlike fireworks danced under the moon, rising and falling around the interlocked fingers.

The man's body temperature was very low, and when the coldness attacked her, it almost made her shiver down her spine.

"Hello!"

Jun Lin was surprised and scolded.

"Let go!"

The red line was crossed, and the golden lines seemed to have been cracked for countless days. Hot blood dripped from Ye Du's cheeks. The burning heat on his flesh and the burning heat on his blood seemed to merge into one. He frowned in unbearable pain, but his clasped index fingers kept clenching tighter and tighter.

"I'll let you go!"

Jun Lin impatiently dismissed the fire, but the man's hand was still stubbornly clenched, as if he wanted to hold on to his most beloved and precious thing.

The first time Ye Du discovered that he was not disliked by small animals was when Yue Xia Jun Lin was calling Ying. Jin Ge was there too, and she tricked the two of them into working as coolies to subsidize the people.

It wasn't a valuable memory at first, but that person's eyes were full of light, and the flames flying from his fingertips fell intimately on his own fingertips.

Not being disliked.

I already like it.

He held up the flame in his hands and wanted to hold it into the deepest part of his heart.

Not being disliked.

That was the most precious and unique memory. Even if he couldn't remember it now, when the scene reappeared, he would rather be torn into pieces than not touch it.

He didn't know why he was so obsessed with it, but when he touched it, an indescribable satisfaction filled his heart.

He let go after hearing Jun Lin's angry roar.

Ye Du has actually always been a simple and easily satisfied person.

It used to be.

Junlin was affirmed.

It is still the same now.

Half of his face was covered in blood, which was very scary, and his cold and somewhat empty expression made him look even more weird.

Jun Lin had no brocade handkerchief on her body. Without saying a word, she took off the armor arm guard on her forearm, revealing the soft and clean black sleeve fabric underneath. She just raised her arm and wiped it gently.

The blood stained her underwear. Ye Du lowered his thick long eyelashes and looked at her silently. He seemed to not understand why the monarch of the enemy country was so good to him and had so much patience with him.

The night was dark and lasted for a long time.

"I am waiting for orders."

The man's throat vibrated.

"I cannot act without orders."

He pointed at the lines on his face with his fingers.

"If I move without permission, I will die. The blood is just a warning."

Jun Lin paused, completely stopped what he was doing and looked up at him.

"When I carry out the order, my consciousness will be erased and I will not be able to control my body."

Ye Du took a step back and distanced himself from her.

"Orders could come at any time, and I could lose control at any time."

His face was calm, yet revealed a kind of dead silence of grief.

"I don't want to hurt you."

"Please don't come near me."

“…”

Jun Lin stood in place, with his five fingers hanging at his sides clenched into fists, clenching and unclenching them, and then clenching and unclenching them again.