Chapter 677: Envy
"I ...... Is there something wrong?The mood of the painting in the past few days seems to be a little ......" Cang Wunian looked at the empty space a little blankly, hoping that the other party could tell him what had happened to the painting allure that had always been empathetic.
Kong Li smiled bitterly, let go of his hand, lazily leaned on the trunk of the tree beside him, and said quietly: "More than a thousand years ago, Benjun really didn't expect that one day he would be in such a place to teach you the thoughts of a sage woman. ”
Cang Wunian was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened, and he looked at him speechlessly, waiting for his "preaching".
"Huh. Kongli chuckled, "That's it, who said that more than a thousand years ago, Benjun didn't know what the relationship between men and women was like." ”
"Don't be a 'gentleman, this gentleman', just say it if you want to, just don't say it, anyway, I'll understand sooner or later. Cang Wunian pretended to be displeased, got up and prepared to leave.
Kongli didn't mean to stop him, but just said coldly: "Yes, you will understand soon, everything still has a chance after all." ”
Hearing this, Cang Wunian's movements froze slightly, he turned his head to look at the man who looked indifferent on the surface, pondered for a moment, and said softly, "I'm sorry." ”
Kongli shook his head, "What are you sorry for?"
Cang Wunian didn't answer, but asked, "You...... Do you miss her?"
"Huh. Kong Li smiled bitterly again, and said calmly: "I think, I think about it all the time, but I'm not as lucky as you, I ...... There is no more chance. ”
With a sound of "Zla", Cang Wunian felt that his frozen heart lake seemed to make a slight cracking sound again, and this was the second time that he felt that there was a subtle emotion-related perception in his heart reviving because of this man's matter.
"Perhaps...... When I or she returns, I can help you find a way to see Li Ji again. This pale and powerless comfort, Lack of Thought, somehow, blurted out.
Kong Li raised his eyes to look at him, and a faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Then let's wait until you all come back." ”
"So...... Who the hell is she? Can you tell me now?" Cang Wunian stared at him with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
Kongli didn't answer, and looked at him directly like him.
Just when Cang Wunian felt that the atmosphere was a little strange and wanted to open his mouth to urge, he sat up suddenly, leaned towards Cang Wunian's position, stretched out his hand and gently pointed at the location of his heart with his index finger, and said in a low voice: "If I say that she is the culprit who caused you to fall to this point now, would you hate her?"
Cang Wunian was stunned when he heard this, and the two sword eyebrows were unconsciously entangled, but the focus of his thinking was not the empty sentence "the culprit", but subconsciously muttered: "Hate?"
"Yes, hate. Just like I did to Li Ji at the beginning, because I decided that she had bad intentions, I didn't want to continue to love her. But I didn't want to let her go so easily, so I tied her to myself, humiliated her, tortured her, and vented the hatred in my heart because of love. Kong Li said coldly.
At this time, Cang Wunian came back to his senses and remembered the sentence "culprit" that Kongli had just said. It's just that some fragmentary images suddenly flashed in his mind, which made him a little distracted for a while.
A slight headache came, Cang Wunian shook his head hurriedly, and then said after recovering his senses: "I don't know what I will do, but with your experience, I want to ...... I'll give her a chance to explain. Although I still can't remember what it's like to fall in love with someone, I think that as long as she doesn't really want to hurt me, as long as her heart loves me, I ...... I should forgive her. ”
Hearing Cang Wunian's answer, Kongli sighed, and felt a little angry in his heart.
He patted Cang Wunian's shoulder and said lightly, "I'm joking with you." Don't you want to know what's going on in Allure?"
Xu is empty distance shifted the topic too quickly, Cang Wunian was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was teased by empty separation. He immediately slapped away the hand that fell on his shoulder, and said unhappily: "Look at your appearance, how can you still have a little bit of the appearance of a god monarch." If you have something to say, say it quickly!"
Kong Li shook his head and chuckled, "Isn't this a chance to play a trick before you have returned to Godhead? ”
Cang Wunian glanced at him, and was about to leave, but Kong Li hurriedly grabbed him, "Okay, okay, let's get down to business." ”
Cang Wunian thought about it, but still sat down, quietly waiting for the empty next step.
Kongli's face quickly returned to its previous cold appearance, and she slowly spoke: "She said it herself, she has been very nervous recently. She grew up in the deep mountains and old forests since she was a child, and there was no one around her except Aunt Hui who could be contacted.
"After leaving her simple living environment for the past ten years, she met us people, and although it has only been a little more than a year along the way, we have become an indispensable and important part of her short life so far in this life.
"Qiao Sanniang's apostasy, Li Ji's death, Luo Fan's accident, Qingci's catastrophe, An Ruyue's abandonment, all of this came too suddenly, and it didn't even give her much time to adapt. The ensuing events overwhelmed her, and she felt that the burden on her body suddenly became heavy.
"There were so many things going on around her all of a sudden, and she had never had so many emotional experiences, and she suddenly fell into a panic, she became very insecure, she was scared, and she was especially afraid that she would eventually lose you.
Now she can't see that the people around her have a bad time, and she worries that every bad start will herald an unacceptable end. So when you mentioned the former Heavenly Mandate Holy Maiden Yiren and the Shura King at that time in your Shura Realm, her mood suddenly fell to the bottom, and she was afraid that An Ruyue would become the second Yiren. ”
Cang Wunian listened silently, frowning as he listened, thinking about how to understand the subtle changes in the mood of the painting Allure described by Empty Li.
But after thinking about it for a while, he could only shake his head helplessly, "I still can't understand her feelings." But after spending a long time with her, I found that as long as she was unhappy, my heart would also be uncomfortable, I thought...... If I have a soul, does that mean I'm in love with her?"
Sora Li shrugged, "Who knows, maybe so." ”
"Is it really okay to leave her alone? I'm a little worried about her, I don't want her to be upset. Cang Wunian cast a somewhat confused look into the air to ask for advice.
Kong Li pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly, "Since you are worried out of your heart, then go find her." The girl's family needs sweet words to coax, and in such a tense situation recently, don't tell her those things that are too cruel and bloody. ”
"Coax, how to coax?" Cang Wunian was a little confused, and he was even more confused about how the word "coax" came out of the mouth of the great priest.
Sora waved his hand at him impatiently, "Go quickly, how can you say how worried about her, this kind of thing can't be taught." ”
Cang Wunian glanced at him suspiciously, and then left the tree in a flash. While hiding to find the traces of the painting Allure, he secretly slandered in his heart: What can't be taught, I'm afraid you don't know it yourself!
Kongli, who was still staying on the tree, looked at the figure of Cang Wunian in the distance, and laughed at himself: "Cang Yu, do you know how much I envy you, the person you love is by your side, even if you don't know how to make her happy, she loves you so much, as long as she sees you, she will be happy." And I'm ...... But there is no chance to say 'I love you' to Li Ji in a grand manner as the chief priest. ”
After leaving, it didn't take much time for Cang Wunian to find the painting on a relatively flat grass, and the woman sat with her back against the trunk of a tree, not knowing what she was thinking.
Looking at the already familiar figure from a distance, Cang Wunian somehow, the corners of his mouth subconsciously raised.
The early morning sun casts dappled shadows on the woman's body through the gaps in the leaves, which is a rare scene of harmony and tranquility.
After staring quietly for a while, Cang Wunian remembered the purpose of his visit, tiptoed to the ground, and quietly came to the back of the painting Allure.
Immersed in her own thoughts, she suddenly noticed that someone was approaching when Cang Wunian came behind her, and the keen sense of crisis cultivated during this period of time made her stand up immediately without thinking, and she opened up from the person in a flash.
As a result, when she looked closely, she found that it was Cang Wunian standing in that position, and the man's hand was still hanging awkwardly in the air, looking at the posture as if he wanted to touch her shoulder.
"Brother Wunian, it turned out to be you...... I, I thought it was ......," said Hua Allure with some embarrassment.
Cang Wunian looked at her helplessly, and took back the hand that was hanging in the air, but did not answer.
The two of them were at a stalemate for a while, and just when Hua Chengcheng was inexplicably sour and aggrieved in his heart, the man suddenly moved the soles of his feet, and a dodge came to her, and without saying a word, he hugged her into his arms.
"Brother Wunian ......" was a little baffled by his sudden move, but at the same time, his heartbeat began to accelerate.
Cang Wunian still didn't speak, but just hugged her with a force that she couldn't break free without trying hard, but she didn't feel suffocated.
The man's arms have always been the one to which she is attached, warm and wide. There is an indescribable strength in him, which makes Hua Chengcheng feel like he wants to rely on him all the time from the first time he meets him.