He didn't speak, he looked at me coldly with his arms folded, and that look made me feel frightened for no reason. I tried to escape, but my feet didn't listen to me, and let the low breath released from his body crush what little composure I had.

I secretly strained my hands, showing the nervousness that I had nowhere to vent on the crumpled corners of my clothes.

I'm probably in trouble, I thought about it, and I felt more and more flustered.

A voice sounded in my head: I didn't do anything, I just happened to meet him in the middle of getting lost, maybe it disturbed his interest, but I didn't mean to.

At that moment, I was a little relieved, and the big stone that was pressing on my heart suddenly fell to the ground.

And when I raised my head and his figure was reflected in my eyes, those nervousness and stubbornly haunted me: how can you be innocent when you leave a place where you shouldn't have left, and intrude into someone else's private domain without first asking for permission, then what qualifications do you have to feel wronged?

"I'm sorry...... I don't know what to do, closing my eyes will only obscure my vision, and the person in front of me will not disappear.

He still didn't answer, but put a branch in front of my eyes, I was puzzled, and looked up at the branch, but his eyes stopped at his exposed wrist - there was a small scar, not as neat as a sword cut, it looked like it had been for years, and with the body, the scar was well repaired, and gradually smoothed out, but these marks could never disappear, and I knew better than anyone else.

When I didn't move, he stretched the branch a little more towards me, and I tentatively stretched out my hand, but instead of withdrawing it, he shoved it into my hand as I did.

I really don't know what this means, and when I cast an inquiring glance at him, he had already turned away, leaving me with only a figure that was not generous.

The branches of the tree with leaves on them connect us, and he goes forward, and I go forward, and when he stops, the branches will remind me. He walked very slowly, and apart from the scenery along the way, what I saw the most was the back of his full head. The long inky hair was not as hard as it looked, and it seemed to caress my cheeks, tickling and soft.

For a moment, the back in front of me coincided with the stubborn and thin figure in the overcoat in my memory—it seemed that even the curvature of the face was almost identical!

I couldn't help but look at it a few more times, but it was exactly where I wanted to compare, and the doubts in my heart became more and more certain. Come to think of it, it was completely my self-righteous misidentification of the wrong person at that time, and the feeling of Yin and Yin was so different to me, just by a similar back, I was convinced.

"Did you save me?" I was anxious to test my thoughts, leaving behind me the nervousness and panic I had just faced him.

He stopped suddenly, and if it weren't for the branches that stopped me from going on, I was afraid that I would have crashed into his back. He glanced sideways at me, and I was blessed with courage because of my misunderstanding, and I met his eyes without evading.

Instead, he avoided it first, turned his head and continued walking, regaining his silence along the way. I thought he wouldn't answer, but he said, "Yes." ”

I was a little excited, this "thank you", which had been delayed for many years, was finally able to say it in front of him, and the people who were thanked felt my sincerity, but they were not moved by my thanks.

Come to think of it, he's always been so cold. I can't say the same, after all, I've only met him a few times. Of course, these speculations are based on the fact that I thought he was the teenager who saved me back then, and after I knew that it was him, these feelings of disobedience were filled one by one, and the only thing I couldn't figure out was when Jiang Yao saved me.

I forgot what he saved. If I could have remembered it at the time, would it have been that the relationship between the two of us would not have developed to the point of no return? I don't know, all of this is impossible to verify.