Chapter 21: You Were Still Playing with Clay When I Know
When Luo Li woke up, the night was already deep, the rain outside the window was dripping, and the spring breeze carried the breath of rain and earth, like a song that told the tenderness, lingering and compassionate.
She slowly opened her eyes, and what caught her eyes was the black figure, the dim and faint light, reflecting him looking lonely and cold.
"Willing to wake up?"
Luo Li stroked her forehead and got up and sat down: "Well, where am I?" What about autumn dew? ”
Qi Feng turned his head and looked at her disdainfully: "You can faint all day without illness and pain, how deep do you feel for him?" ”
Luo Li saw that he looked empty and had nothing to do with himself, and a wry smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "A cool and indifferent person like Gongzi Qi, does he also understand feelings?" ”
Qi Feng couldn't help but laugh when he heard it: "Hehe, I'm cool and thin? When I understand feelings, Miss Luo may still be playing with mud on the ground. ”
Luo Li saw that he was only in his twenties, but he said so vicissitudes of life, and said lightly: "You are only a few years older than me, and you can say that you are a veteran of feelings." ”
"The Ninth Prince, Chu Yi, can decide that you who are still in your mother's womb will be his princess at the age of six, so naturally you can't compare to him."
Qi Feng stared at her, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were half-squinted, and there was an inquiring look at the bottom of his eyes, hoping to see a wave or two from her expression.
Luo Li just smiled faintly: "How can what a six-year-old child say seriously? The Ninth Prince was still playing with mud at that time. ”
The corners of his mouth outlined a sneer: "Maybe he didn't take it seriously, right?" Otherwise, how could you marry someone else now? But are you serious? Otherwise, how could you faint? Luo Li, are you feeling uncomfortable? ”
Luo Li was stunned, and her watery eyes dimmed with his words.
She's uncomfortable, isn't she, can she fantasize about anything after seeing it with her own eyes? His unfamiliar eyes, his ruthless back, like a sharp sword, kept poking at her heart.
She replied to him weakly: "I'm uncomfortable, what does it have to do with you?" How do you understand? It's useless to tell you. ”
"It's just a meeting in Pingshui and asking."
Qi Feng got up and walked to the window, opened the window, the rain didn't seem to have any intention of stopping, it was swept by the wind wantonly, floated into the house, and fell on his face cold, Luo Li couldn't help but tighten the quilt, but Qi Feng was standing at the window with his hands in his hands, not knowing what he was looking at.
His robe moved in the wind, and his hair was gradually covered with water droplets, which glittered in the faint light of the candle flame, crystal clear, and at this moment, he was also alone.
Luo Li couldn't help but ask curiously: "Gongzi Qi is far away from his homeland and came to the Southern Jin Dynasty alone, could it be that there is someone you miss in the Southern Jin Dynasty?" ”
Qi Feng squinted his peach blossom eyes, and said indifferently in the wind: "You can't take care of yourself now, but you still have the leisure to care about others?" ”
"It's not a concern, didn't you say that Pingshui met, so I also asked."
Qi Feng glanced back at her, and then looked out the window: "I'm just doing business." ”
Luo Li smiled lightly, but she didn't ask any more, she lowered her eyes, and suddenly felt sad.
Qi Feng stayed for a while, closed the window, turned around and said coolly: "You can leave as soon as the morning dawns, this place is not far from the capital, and Qiu Luying is still waiting for you in the Zuxinlou." ”
"Well, thank you for taking it in."
He didn't say anything more, pushed the door open, and disappeared into the night in the face of the wind and rain.
Luo Li leaned on the head of the bed, no longer sleepy, she listened to the wind, listened to the rain, her mind was full of his back, the flowers had fallen, the clouds had dissipated, and those pasts were short-lived after all.