A glint flashed in his eyes, as if he had discovered a new continent.
The taste of blood in his mouth made him nostalgic. He lifted her chin with his hand, and the pad of his index finger gently caressed the skin on her lips. The touch wasn't very pleasant, as her lips were chapped due to dehydration. But he didn't let go of her hand, and even... lowered his head and kissed her lips again.
He stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked her lips, confirming once again that he enjoyed kissing her.
Si Jia's gaze darkened. He picked her up, stood up, and walked towards the boundless desert. Finally... he disappeared into the desert.
When Feng Guang woke up again, she was in a comfortable room. She stared at the ceiling for a long time before remembering that she had just been in the harsh desert and that Si Jia had been seriously injured. As soon as she got out of bed, she felt her legs were weak and sore. This feeling was familiar; it was the feeling of discomfort the day after walking too much the previous day. But she had no time to think about that now. She pushed open the door and walked out of the room, where she saw an elegant courtyard.
Under the loquat tree in the middle of the courtyard, a man sat on a stone bench, carving a wooden figure with his tools. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, dappling his body, and time seemed to stand still for him at that moment.
"Sijia..." she called softly.
He turned around, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Fengguang, come here."
She was stunned, not only because she had never seen him like this before, but also because of the place where she was now.
Seeing that she was just standing there motionless, Si Jia got up, walked to her side, and took her hand, leading her back to the stone table. He made her sit down next to him and asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Sijia...you're acting strange today."
"Yeah?"
Yes, he actually touched her and showed concern for her. Feng Guang hadn't forgotten that this was an unscientific world, so she asked warily, "Are you one of those ghosts in disguise?"
Si Jia took out the gold hairpin, "If this can also be used as a disguise..."
The hairpin was something only the two of them knew; even if someone else wanted to impersonate them, they couldn't possibly know about it.
Feng Guang breathed a sigh of relief, then asked, "Is your injury alright?"
"It's alright now."
"That's good... By the way, I remember we were in the desert, weren't we? Why did we suddenly end up here?" In the desert, for some reason, she had a period of memory loss. She didn't know how she had fainted, and she had even less knowledge of how she had gotten out.
“That day, a Taoist priest came and brought us out of the desert.” Si Jia continued to carve his wooden figure with his knife, his indifferent eyes revealing nothing else.
She said happily, "Was it him who defeated those ghosts and saved us?"
"Hmm, not bad."
After her initial joy, she quickly added with a touch of pity, "What about You'er? Was You'er also... by the Taoist priest...?"
He looked up, glanced at her worried expression, paused for a moment, and then said, "The Taoist priest only performed rituals to help them be reincarnated; he did not annihilate them."
"That's good..." Feng Guang's tense expression relaxed. "Actually, the people in that town are also quite pitiful. The most innocent one is You'er. Now that he can be reincarnated, it's a relief for him. I still remember him saying that he would marry me in the next life."
She laughed at the end.
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