Endless silence is more terrifying than darkness.
But she is Murong Jiu!
He didn't say anything, so she rubbed her little face against him desperately, and her hands were touching him all over.
In the darkness, the man took a short, light breath.
Jiu'er's hand was also caught, and the man's slightly hoarse voice was full of helplessness, "...Murong Jiu, what are you doing?!"
Jiu'er's embarrassed face, eyebrows curved, "If you ignore me, I will provoke you until you pay attention to me!"
Because Duan Rong's feelings for her haven't changed at all!
If she can't be sure of this, she doesn't deserve to come to Duan Rong!
Duan Rong was silent for a moment, and he obviously realized, "You didn't have an attack just now."
"Yeah, I was pretending."
Jiuer hugged his waist tightly, her eyes sparkling, "If not, how could you come out to see me?"
Duan Rong: “…”
After a moment, he chuckled, took her hand and sat down on the ground.
When it comes to seeing in the dark, he is naturally better than an ordinary person like Jiuer.
Jiuer had scratches on her elbows and knees from the previous fall.
Just like before, Duan Rong casually applied the medicine to her while saying, "Little girl, have you suddenly been possessed by evil spirits? You said something weird. Or, do you blame me for not looking for you the first time I came back, and made you worried, so you deliberately came up with this way to mess with me?"
Jiuer couldn't see Duan Rong's expression, but she could feel it!
In the darkness, she looked at the person in front of her stubbornly.
"Are you trying to push me away?" She threw herself forward and knocked the man to the ground.
He stared at the person under him, "You obviously like me, the kind of like a man has for a woman! Why do you want to push me away?"
"Even if you want, I won't allow you!"
Her slightly hoarse voice was soft and domineering, "Since there is still time, why can't we follow our hearts and do what we want to do most?"
She stared at him. Even though she couldn't see clearly, she wanted to see what was in his heart.
"This isn't you. This isn't your character. So why are you doing this?"
Soon, she suddenly became happy again.
Like a cunning little fox who has caught the other person's mind, "I know, you are worried about my health, and you want me to live well!"
"Hehe, you care about me so much, and yet you pretend like nothing happened. You obviously like me!"
She suddenly paused and stared quietly at the person who had been pinned down by her and had not spoken a word.
With her eyes curved, she said softly, "I really want to live. I really want to live. I must live by any means. But Duan Rong," she let her whole body lie gently on him, "the me now, if I don't have you, even if I want to live, I will..."
"Here," she covered her heart, "it will always hurt. It will hurt when I think of you."
She tried to smile at him again. "Growing up, no matter what I did, whether it was good or bad, right or wrong, I have never regretted it. Because everything I did was what I really wanted to do at the time, and it was also what I felt I had to do at the time."
It is said that Murong Jiu looks very much like her father and the former Saint of the Western Region Holy Religion.
Even worse than before.
The most calculating ones are those who can reach a terrifying level.
But scheming has never been Murong Jiu's purpose.
What Murong Jiu holds on to is nothing more than an extremely tenacious and stable mind. No matter what he does, once he has made up his mind, he will not be shaken by external factors!
"So Duan Rong, it was true that I planned to pursue Su Jingxing before, but when I looked into my heart, I found that it was also true that I liked you. After I found that I liked you, the way a woman likes a man, how could I possibly marry Su Jingxing?"
"That's an insult to myself, and even more so to Su Jingxing."
Murong Jiu has never been the kind of person who dares to do things but not to take responsibility, nor is he the kind of coward who avoids and dares not face things because of the shackles of mundane morality!
Duan Rong's deep black eyes almost merged into the darkness. He slowly sat up while holding the girl in his arms.
Jiuer suddenly threw herself into his arms, clinging to him as close as possible.
Duan Rong suppressed the suffocating heartache that came with the thought of Jiu'er's illness, reached out and gently stroked her face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Xiao Jiu'er, you came to me, what are you going to do?"
Jiuer's eyes couldn't help getting hot, "You really are worried about my illness."
She sniffed and tried to smile, "I guess the master never showed any clues in front of you."
"Duan Rong, if I stay with you, my illness will be cured. It was only after my uncle reminded me that I realized it."
Duan Rong's breathing stopped and his brain even went blank for a moment.
Instead, it almost feels like I'm itching to kill someone.
But it is not reasonable for me, as a younger generation, to just accept it.
"It seems that we have all been fooled by Lord Murong..."
Jiu Er was also itching to bite, "I don't know why I was so stupid this time, like my brain was kicked by a donkey. In fact, it's not like my master didn't leave me any clues."
"He also left me a poison, saying that after I used it on myself, except for the antidote, only my destined husband would not be poisoned if he touched me!"
It was obvious that at the beginning, when Duan Rong was still Qian Qian, he was able to touch her!
Duan Rong is also a man. No matter when she lost her memory or after the amnesia poison was broken, she never thought about the connection!
"My father must have found out about this later. But he didn't tell me!"
In the darkness, Duan Rong hugged Jiuer lovingly, as if he was hugging his most beloved person who he would never let go.
Jiuer also mentioned this poison in front of him at that time, but he thought it was Jiuer who did it herself.
Moreover, at that time he had no idea that Jiuer had a serious life-threatening illness. He only knew that she had always been in poor health and her physical condition was much worse than that of ordinary people.
Not only him, but Su Jingxing as well.
"It's not that you're stupid, you just trust them too much. Or rather, they know you too well."
He didn't know whether he should be thankful or what. He lowered his head and gently pressed his thin lips on Jiuer's forehead.
"Now that I think about it, I can actually understand why they all chose not to tell you."
"Why?"
"Because sometimes...Xiao Jiu'er..."
A hint of a smile appeared in the man's ink-black eyes.
The corners of those extremely charming and affectionate eyes were slightly raised, and there was a gentle and doting look in them that was enough to make people live and die for them. "She doesn't have enough brains."
The last lesson is still engraved in my mind and is still lingering in my mind.
At this moment Jiuer wanted to kill someone, "Duan Rong!"
Jiuer wished she could bite him to death.
"I'm here, Xiao Jiuer." I let out a long sigh from the bottom of my heart.
How lucky I am.
It was pitch dark, but at this moment the two of them hugged each other tightly and silently, which was enough.
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