Chapter 91 Chapter 91 The two of us are in tune with each other, yet we don’t recognize each other. …
She frowned, pursed her lips and turned her head away.
The more she hid, the less likely he would let her hide. He held her face with his hands, not allowing her to move at all, and opened his mouth to suck the tip of her tongue.
His mouth was so warm that her heart trembled for a moment.
A familiar scent hit her nose, which she had smelled repeatedly during her coma these days. Her eyes were sore and she was forced to kiss him twice, but she couldn't continue.
Now she finally knows what "taste" is.
It's an indescribable smell that only two people can smell.
It's not body fragrance or body odor, but you can tell it's him just by smelling it. Even if he's not there, the scent is still lingering under your nose.
Why can she smell?
She couldn't bear it any longer, realizing that she had been kissed by him, her body already limp. She leaned against the soft pillow, letting him slide down. He pressed a hand behind her, his palm against her slender back, pushing her deep into his embrace. She felt suffocated and uncomfortable, and she turned her head slightly, but suddenly he was chasing her again.
She knew in her heart that the way he kissed her was because he was uneasy, so uneasy that he couldn't stop.
But what can we do about the anxiety?
What makes him sad is still to come. Even if she wants to care, she can't.
She said, "Okay. Are you done yet?"
Without saying a word, he pushed up her jaw with his thumb, closed his eyes and kissed her lips again.
She made up her mind: "Gu Huaijin."
She never called him by his last name, and he opened his eyes in shock.
Seeing her pair of clear black and white eyes, she was staying out of his kiss and looking at him clearly.
Nan Qiong Shuang spoke, her voice as calm and steady as her expression, speaking each word:
"Gu Huaijin, what exactly do you like about me?"
He was stunned.
What do you like about her?
He had never asked himself this question. Besides, it was impossible to tell what was in one's heart.
Seeing him hesitate, she smiled contemptuously, her long eyelashes covering her eyes, "I knew it—"
I can't even say I like her.
He was just driven crazy by her methods.
"I like you... your gentleness, I like your kindness, I like your attentiveness, your consideration for me, and your care for me."
He looked into her eyes, without blinking or avoiding them:
"When Huide punished me, everyone avoided me, but you, regardless of the danger, rowed the boat alone to pick me up. The stream in the forest was turbulent, the night was dark, and you were timid. That night, when you came to pick me up, I seemed to treat you differently."
Yes, if I want to move you, I have to take some risks.
"Later, your young red spring poison flared up once. You were poisoned because of me. Someone so weak lost so much blood... But at that time, because of my own suspicion, I didn't even go back to see you, leaving you there alone—"
He couldn't continue, so he hugged her waist and buried his head in her neck like a child:
"Later, you said you wanted to apologize to your senior sister. I don't know what you had to apologize to her for, maybe it was because I ignored you back then. Then, you came back with an arrow piercing your shoulder, and he carried you back. You have no idea how I felt at that time."
"You seem to have fallen in love with him since then."
He laughed, his eyelashes wet, and rubbed her neck, a little itchy:
"I never knew why you liked him, and I hated him in my heart. But there was nothing I could do. You went to find Senior Sister, and were harmed by Song Mei. It was all because of me. What else could I say? So I just endured it."
He kissed her neck:
"Everyone says I'm patient, and it's only now that I realize I'm really patient. I endured until—" he laughed, "—until he said he wanted to marry you."
Her eyelashes trembled twice and then drooped.
"So, you said you loved me because you felt sorry for me and felt guilty?"
He lowered his eyes to look at her, and kissed her nose with his forehead:
"What are you talking about? Let's put things in perspective. I used to be so good-tempered that everyone wanted to get something from me. They either used me or used my name to pressure others. Only you—"
"Only you—told me that I was not wrong, that perhaps it was the mountain rules that were wrong. Only you advised me that tolerating Huide like this would exhaust myself. Only you told me…"
"—Tell me that I am the best person in the world and you don't know what to do without me."
He placed a kiss on her forehead.
She finally understood. He had been struggling since childhood between the two sentences "follow Gu Qingyao's things" and "if your brother were still alive", so he was easily moved by her two words.
She always thought that it was her tears that moved him.
I didn't want to, it was an accident, these are the two sentences.
But, she said those two sentences to him on purpose to please him.
Putting aside her methods, putting aside her tricks, putting aside her words, is there any part of his love for Nan Qiong Shuang that is because of her?
She laughed, "So what kind of person do you think I am?"
Gu Huaijin didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that there was a kind of desperate sadness in her smile.
He didn't understand what was wrong with her. Her tone was so soft, as if she was saying goodbye secretly, and before leaving, she was grieving with ease.
He thought about it carefully.
"Empathy and kindness."
She lowered her eyes and smiled.
He really didn't understand her at all.
She was silent for a moment, then raised her eyes and smiled, "I'm fine, but I feel a little dizzy. You can sleep in the next room tonight."
Gu Huaijin was silent for a long time.
The soothing incense burning on the table fell down a little, but a little vivid orange-red light still remained. But gradually, it also died out and withered in the ashes.
We are in perfect harmony with each other without even knowing each other.
Gu Huaijin didn't know why this thought suddenly came to his mind, and stood up woodenly.
Nan Qiongshuang closed her eyes and turned her head towards the window.
He went out and the door closed with a click.
Hot tears rolled down her face and dripped down her chin.
*
After that day, Nan Qiong Shuang suddenly felt that she had the courage to kill him.
How can a person who has been cheated be soft-hearted?
She was too stupid and too weak in the past, and willingly lost herself in his love, almost forgetting who she was.
Fortunately, she remembered it now.
He didn't love her, not her at all. He never knew who she was, what was she worrying about?
If he knew that she had the same background as Zi Ni from more than ten years ago, do you think he would still coax her with soft words day and night, feed her lychees one by one, use Huiyuan Dan to keep her alive when she was sick, and call her "Jiaojiao" all the time, Nan Qiongshuang?
If he knew who you are, not only would he not love you, but you would also be in trouble.
She laughed sarcastically, and her body shivered like a patient with a fever.
Gu Huaijin seemed to have noticed something was wrong with her. The man who had always slept with her had locked himself in the next room for several days, not even coming to bother her at night.
She didn't know if she liked him letting go, but she insisted that she liked it. However, sometimes, when she woke up in the middle of the night and touched the cold bed beside her, she would still be startled and have nightmares all night long.
She had nightmares and stopped telling him about them.
She decided to give him the Yin-Yang Key.
One day, official documents from the foot of the mountain were delivered to Chaoyao Peak on time. She took advantage of Gu Huaijin's absence and planned to hide the Yin-Yang Key in the pile of documents.
She couldn't let Wu Dao know that she had hidden the Yin-Yang Key, so she said to Wu Dao, "Go and see what Gu Huaijin has been doing these days. I've ignored him for a few days, and he hasn't come to see me for so long. Don't cause trouble for me at this critical moment."
Wu Dao left, and she easily hid the two halves of the key, one blue and one red, into the paper bag containing the briefcase, lit a candle, and picked up a crisp peach from the fruit plate.
Wu Dao came back quickly, laughing:
"What do you think he's doing?"
She lowered her eyes, took the crisp peach in her palm, and split it in half with a dagger. "What are you doing?"
"He's vomiting blood."
The small dagger sank into her palm with a "swish".
Wu Dao laughed, "No wonder he's been staying by himself these days. He's sick and hiding from you."
Without even blinking an eyelash, she calmly pulled the blade out of her flesh.
Mist Blade's voice was cheerful:
"He still loves you, don't worry."
She didn't say a word, calmly cutting the peach as usual, cutting it into small pieces, then cutting it into small pieces again, and then cutting it into small pieces again. Drops of blood trickled down her wrist into her sleeve. She took a small stick, tapped her fingers on the edge of the table, and ate the blood-stained peach bite by bite.
Gu Huaijin quickly discovered the Yin-Yang Key in the official document.
Soon, he came down from Chaoyao Peak again. Before leaving, he finally came to see her, sat beside her couch, and touched her arm across the quilt.
"Jiaojiao, I have to go down."
She lay on her side on the bed and answered in a dreamy voice, "Yeah."
"Something happened on the mountain, and the Yin-Yang Key was found. There must be a spy. We have to start from the source and investigate link by link."
"Um."
"You stay here for a while. I'll be down for half a day and back in the evening."
She bent her arms behind her head. After hearing what he said, she was still tired and asked lazily:
"What are you going to do?"
Gu Huaijin didn't hesitate at all:
"If caught, he will surely die."
She closed her eyes:
"Um."
Gu Huaijin left. Before leaving, she turned around in a dream, half asleep and half awake, and glanced at him.
His face was as pale as a ghost, bloodless, thin, his skin tightly stretched over his bones, and he frowned and pressed his chest from time to time.
She ignored it, closed her eyes and continued to sleep.
The dream was filled with memories of the past: blood, death, betrayal, escape, and all the painful losses.
She was all too familiar with it.
For her, it was a beautiful dream.
During the half day that Gu Huaijin went down to Chaoyao Peak, she heard Liu Su say that there was a very efficacious statue of Guanyin of the East China Sea on Chaoyao Peak, and she planned to go and pay a visit.
It's funny to say, she doesn't believe in Bodhisattva, and she can never tell Bodhisattva what she wants.
But I still went to worship.
On the way, the mountain road was winding, birds were singing, and the mountain fog rose again, covering a vast expanse of white. Only the shadows of the trees could be seen, but not the road ahead.
She walked alone on the endless winding mountain path. The mist soaked her sleeves and hung a string of water droplets on her eyelashes.
As I walked, I lost my way.
The crane cried loudly, its long beak cut through the mist, and it flapped its wings and flew back into the clouds.
A Taoist priest with his sleeves tucked in came towards us on the path.
She stepped forward and asked politely, "Master, may I ask where the white jade Donghai Guanyin statue on the peak is?"
The Taoist priest emerged from the mountain mist, with two slanting goat-like beards under his philtrum. He raised his eyelids and said:
"At the end of this road, when you see the words 'Stairway to Heaven', turn left and you'll find it on the cliff."
She nodded, thanked him and was about to leave.
The Taoist stroked his beard and said, "Madam, please stay."
She frowned. The Taoist priests on this mountain, who were not under the jurisdiction of the Tianshan Sect, also knew who she was.
"Madam, are you having trouble making a decision?"
She smiled: "I have made up my mind."
The Taoist sighed and shook his head seriously. "Alas, no, no—you just feel that you have made up your mind."
She smiled and turned to leave.
The Taoist priest stopped her with his arm and said, "What's going on? Let me tell you something for Madam."
She smiled without saying anything, only wondering if this person was trying to cheat her out of the fortune-telling fee.
The Taoist priest had already taken out the copper coins for divination: "What do you want to ask, Madam?"
She thought to herself, you stopped me, but you don’t know what I want to ask?
"Then let me ask you, in a few days, whether I can get what I want."
The coin was thrown and fell.
The Taoist sighed, "Things are not going as planned."
The corners of her eyebrows twitched, but she smiled.
"Then, please help me calculate my fortune in this life, Taoist priest." She wrote down her birth chart and handed it over.
The Taoist priest closed his eyes, calculated with his fingers for a while, and then calculated on the back of the yellow paper he took out from his sleeve.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes and pondered for a while in embarrassment.
She said kindly, "Whatever the Taoist priest has figured out, just speak frankly."
"Madam," he hesitated, lowering his head repeatedly to reread the small words on the yellow paper, "you——"
Nan Qiongshuang was a smart person, so how could she not understand that look of wanting to say something but not being able to?
She continued with a smile: "I am going to die soon?"
"You—there will be a great disaster in a few days."
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