◎ "Do you like him that much?"◎
The candlelight is dim, and the lamplight is heavy.
On the table was an unfolded snow-white letter paper, on which was written only one sentence: "Fei Yi, why didn't you show up that day?"
The white and slender fingertips gently stroked the paper. The man's handsome eyebrows drooped slightly, and a shadow was cast under his eyes, and his expression was dark and unclear.
"Sir, why don't you reply?" Ah Qi reminded quietly.
As the apparent controller of the Thousand Killings Pavilion, Ah Qi naturally knew that there was a messenger requisitioned by his own young master, specifically used to communicate with others.
Ah Qi even knew that the person who was communicating with the young master was An Jiu who lived next door.
Every time he went out, in order to protect his son, Ah Qi would stay in the room next to Pei Ji. So long ago, he discovered that his son was "sending letters by carrier pigeon" with An Jiu.
Others might not have noticed the subtle sounds of birds flying at night, but considering how much Ah Qi cared about Pei Ji, it was impossible for him not to notice it.
This is also one of the reasons why he has always believed that the relationship between his son and An Jiu is unusual.
But he didn't understand. They lived next door to each other, separated by a wall. They could see each other by going out. Was there any need to send messages?
Is this what it means to miss someone so much after not seeing them for a day? Can't bear the pain even after not seeing them for a night?
Pei Ji was silent for a while, then slowly shook his head.
He didn't know how to reply to this letter.
What happened that day was beyond his expectations. He had not expected that the Evil Ghost Mask would target An Jiu.
Because of this suddenness, An Jiu was in danger. Although it did not cause any substantial impact, given An Jiu's character, I'm afraid that at this time, her trust in Fei Yi has been greatly reduced.
When he thought of this, Pei Ji felt unusually at a loss.
How should he respond so that she wouldn't be angry? How can he redeem Fei Yi's image again?
With his fingertips slightly curled up, Pei Ji thought for a long time but couldn't come up with the most appropriate solution.
Perhaps he should go meet her in person.
Last time she taught him how to coax a woman, and the effect was remarkable.
Pei Ji felt that he had learned it, and if necessary, he could also coax her in that way.
He was lost in thought for so long that the owl perched on the window frame began to groom its feathers with its sharp beak out of boredom.
Pei Ji then picked up the pen, and after a moment's hesitation, was about to write down the time and place for the agreed meeting.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of a door closing forcefully.
There was a "bang" sound coming from next door.
People who practice martial arts have sharp eyes and ears, and are naturally more sensitive to the movements around them. This time, An Jiu lives in the room next to Pei Ji, so most of the time, her actions cannot be hidden from his ears.
Pei Ji could often hear her footsteps walking around the room, and her occasional uncontrollable laughter, probably because she was reading a storybook. Occasionally, the girl would mutter something in a low voice, but it was hard to hear clearly.
She was a person who could not sit still. Even in her own room, she would always make some noise to attract his attention.
This time, hearing the violent sound of the door closing, the master and servant looked at each other, and the same idea appeared in their eyes.
——The eldest lady is angry again.
Ah Qi suddenly had an idea and said, "Sir, is it because you haven't replied to my letter for a long time that Miss An is angry?"
Pei Ji: “…”
He didn't say he wouldn't reply, he just replied slowly. Should I be angry if he replied slowly?
Pei Ji was speechless for a moment, then said, "I'm going to go out and see her, you can go and have some rest."
Ah Qi chuckled and walked away on his own accord.
He understood that the master was asking him not to disturb them, and he promised that no matter what he heard tonight, he would never leave the room!
Pei Ji opened the door and pushed the wheelchair out of the room.
The house was specially designed for his legs and had a dedicated wheelchair lane, so he could go anywhere unhindered even without using his legs.
As soon as I drove the wheelchair into the yard, the aroma of alcohol hit my nose.
The night was as cool as water, the faint aroma of wine filled the air, and the deep night seemed to become intoxicating.
Turning a corner, a light pink figure came into view.
The girl was leaning casually against a stone table under a magnolia tree. On the table were a lantern, a wine bottle with a big round belly, and a wine glass, which was held by her slender white fingers and hung limply beside her.
The lantern emitted a dim and hazy light, which enveloped the girl's petite body and created a hazy silhouette for her.
The girl in pink sitting under the tree and drinking alone seemed like a dream of water, moon, mirror and flowers.
Pei Ji paused, then continued to push the wheelchair forward.
The sound of the wheels rolling attracted the girl's attention. She supported her chin with one hand and turned her head lazily to look over.
The night was like a thin black veil, hiding the girl's face. Only a pair of pitch-black eyes were filled with two bright lights, as clear and bright as obsidian soaked in water.
She looked at him mistily, her eyes fixed on the man in white in the wheelchair. After a while, she said, "It turned out to be you... Pei Ji."
The tone is also casual and lazy, as if it is careless and dreamlike.
After saying that, the girl turned back boredly, as if after confirming his identity, she had completely lost interest in him.
Pei Ji came to her side and raised his hand to hold the girl's slender wrist.
When I touched it, I found that the girl's hand was icy cold, without any warmth.
He also noticed that she must have come out in a hurry. She was only wearing a middle-length coat, with her black hair scattered on her back. Her little face was not made up, and it looked as pure and pale as the first snow in winter.
"Don't drink, you are not fit to drink now."
Pei Ji pursed his thin lips, frowned, and looked quite disapproving.
"Leave me alone."
An Jiu pulled her hand out of his, without even looking at him, she poured herself a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.
Seeing that she was so disregarding her own health, Pei Ji's face turned cold.
A few days ago, she burst into tears in front of him because the medicine was too bitter, and today she is mistreating herself like this.
Isn't it just that she didn't reply? Is Feiyi so important that she would ruin her body?
A ball of evil fire suddenly arose in my heart, surging in my chest, as if it was looking for an outlet to vent.
Seeing the girl gulping down several cups in a short while, Pei Ji watched coldly for a moment.
When the girl was choking on a glass of wine and started coughing, he suddenly snatched the glass from her hand and threw it aside.
"Just speak up if you have anything to say. What good is drinking other than harming your body? If you don't want me to take care of you, don't ask me to give you acupuncture or prescribe medicine in the future!"
The girl seemed startled by his sudden action and stared at him blankly without blinking.
Pei Ji met her eyes, and when he saw the astonishment in the girl's eyes, his eyelashes trembled suddenly. He realized belatedly that his reaction just now was too intense.
But when he thought that after drinking tonight, she might have a headache tomorrow and come to him crying with red eyes, he couldn't suppress the inexplicable impulse in his heart.
The two looked at each other for a while, and the girl suddenly curled her lips.
In those bright eyes, a layer of crystal clear water color gradually emerged. The water light became more and more diffuse, and the scarlet eyelids could no longer cover it. Then, it gathered into large drops of transparent tears, rolling down from the corners of the rosy eyes.
"Pei Ji, you, you are so mean to me!" The girl pursed her lips and said in a heavy crying voice.
The young man in white pursed his lips tightly, blinked his long crow feathers quickly a few times, and his tone suddenly became flustered: "I, I just want to say that drinking is bad for your health..."
"But wuwuwu, you, you are just wuwuwu mean to me!"
The girl cried aggrievedly, her tears seemed to keep falling from her eyes, leaving tear marks on her fair cheeks.
The curled eyelashes were wet with tears, sticking together in strands, looking both pitiful and cute.
Pei Ji subconsciously reached out and wiped the tears from her face.
He sighed deeply, his voice gentle and helpless: "Don't cry, I don't mean to be mean to you. It's you who don't take care of yourself, won't I have to take care of you tomorrow?"
As An Jiu cried, she consciously pulled one of his sleeves and blew her nose.
Then she raised her head, looked at him with a pair of red rabbit eyes, and said with a sob: "Then you, you can't be mean to me!"
Pei Ji's eyes fell on the wrinkled and wet sleeves. After a long time, he moved his eyes away with difficulty and said to the girl gently, "Okay, okay, I won't be so fierce next time."
He himself did not realize that his indulgence of An Jiu had reached an incredible level.
It's like boiling a frog in warm water. At first the water is just warm, but later even if the temperature is increased, the frog can no longer feel the change.
An Jiu became tired of crying, and before she knew it, she leaned on the shoulder of the young man in white.
She rested her head on his uninjured shoulder, and the man held her lower back with one arm to prevent her from slipping.
It looked as if he was holding her in his arms.
White clothes and pink clothes overlap and entangle, without distinction between you and me, interweaving a soft and charming color in this silent and deserted night.
"Pei Ji, I'm so sad."
The drunk girl spoke slurredly and slowly, because she had just cried and she hiccuped from time to time.
She whispered very softly in his ear, as if she was telling him something unspeakable.
It was indeed a whisper, at least "Pei Ji" had never heard her talk about those secret sweet and sour thoughts of a girl.
"I know he lied to me. I know he is not a Xuanyi Guard. I saw the Xuanyi Guard that day. They don't look alike at all... He is probably a bad guy. He also wants to steal Yan Wan's secret book. I, I don't know what to do..."
She spoke incoherently and began to cry again.
The warm tears wet the clothes, leaving gray wet marks on the white clothes.
"He saved me several times, but he didn't come that day. I almost died, and he didn't come... If you hadn't saved me, I would have died."
"Maybe it's okay to die. Since he lied to me, it must not be true that he loves me... Should I still believe him?"
When she said this, the girl's voice was filled with deep loss and despair.
Suddenly, my waist felt tight, as if it was pinched hard.
The man's deep and hoarse voice rang in my ears.
“…Don’t talk nonsense.”
His voice seemed a little difficult, and came out dryly: "Don't think too much, you can wait for him to explain to you."
The girl seemed to be awakened by this "comfort". She turned her eyes slightly to look at him and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Pei Ji, I didn't blame you just now. I was just too sad. You are a good person..."
So, is it still because of Feiyi?
She cried because she was so sad when she found out that she was deceived by Feiyi, not because he was mean to her.
He choked up in his throat and couldn't hold back any longer, asking, "Do you like him so much?"
The author has something to say:
Missy: Woohoo, I still love him.
Pei Pei: I am jealous of myself.jpg Pain Mask x2
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