rummaged through the belongings he was carrying, nothing was used, and the silver needles were just decorations, Lin Zhiruo was confused.

Although, just going to bed, nothing unusual. But she didn't love Qin Ziyu, she didn't want him to misunderstand because of this, and she even had to be responsible for her, these consequences were more difficult for her to accept than when he died.

If Qin Ziyu died this time, would she forget him soon? Lin Zhiruo lowered her head and was silent, and her thoughts returned to the song "Lake Light and Water Tone......

The feeling of pure whiteness and flawlessness, as she continued to sink in the chaos, stretched out a gentle hand to her, and carried her away from the cold water and into a warm embrace, is still very clear in my recollection.

Although there were a lot of misunderstandings and oolongs when the two of them were together because of their identities, there was Ah Ke's concoction, no matter how she alienated him, the two of them could always start talking and laughing without any reason, he never disgusted and rejected her selfishness and greed, and he would always appear at the right time when she needed him......

Lin Zhiruo felt more and more that she was really a scumbag, and she could have stayed away from the capital early in the morning and not have so much to do with them, but she has delayed so far, causing so many rights and wrongs, but she is still hesitating. If he had made it clear to Qin Ziyu yesterday and decided to let him cut off contact with him, he would not have followed him here, and he would not have been flattered and killed.

Hell, the current dilemma is all made by herself, and she is not wronged at all when she says that she deserves it.

The night was already deep, and there were still bursts of night chirping outside the window, and the silence made Lin Zhiruo panic. Could it be that she just guarded, waited, and waited for the moment when he lost his life, and she silently shed a few tears before quietly leaving? Or just now, leave him alone and leave him to fend for himself, out of sight and out of mind......

I don't know how long it took, the oil burned out, the fire was extinguished, and the house fell into darkness, only the bright moon came in the window.

There was something on the ground in front of the bed that reflected the faint silver moonlight, and the unique and familiar shape made Lin Zhiruo curious. She walked over and picked it up, only to see that it was the mask she had been wearing.

On that day, he forced her to ask who she was and forcibly took off the mask. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Lin Zhiruo really couldn't believe that Qin Ziyu still had it with her.

Turning her head to look at Qin Ziyu, she felt as if her heart was pinched by something for a while, and a dull pain hit her.

Why are things in this world, especially love always so complicated, don't you wear reading glasses when you are old?

She returned to the bedside, holding the mask in her hand and looking through the moonlight, and before she knew it, the person around her had woken up and held her hand.

"Zhiruo, you're not leaving?"

Lin Zhiruo didn't answer him, just turned her face to look at him, and asked lightly: "Qin Ziyu, you saved me once, and I saved you once, but this is a transaction, not a relationship." ”

"Zhiruo ......"

Qin Ziyu was about to say something, but when he saw that the person opposite had already closed his eyes, raised his head and offered his lips that were vaguely seductive under the hazy moonlight, he didn't have time to think about it, so he lowered his head and picked it.

The night is getting thicker and thicker, and the drizzle is gradually falling outside the window, but the curtain is full of spring and full of love.

It is clearly a sinking that someone knows, but the other person in the puzzle regards it as the final relief.

This night was crazy and absurd, so that at the end of the end, Lin Zhiruo followed Qin Ziyu's mind, but remembered Qin Zimo's angry but inexplicably affectionate eyes.

Qin Ziyu hugged her and fell asleep peacefully, but she couldn't sleep anymore.

The sky is white, and it's a new day.

As soon as Qin Ziyu opened his eyes, he saw Lin Zhiruo sitting at the table with his back to him, his eyes were condensed, and then he got dressed and got out of bed, walked to Lin Zhiruo's side after washing his face, and said to her: "I didn't sleep well last night, and my whole body was very sore, what about you?" ”

Lin Zhiruo didn't answer, but silently served him a bowl of porridge. Qin Ziyu sat down opposite her and asked in surprise, "Did you really sit on the edge of the bed all night?" Look at your eyes, they're all red. ”

Lin Zhiruo's hand holding the spoon paused for a moment, then shook her head, she sent the porridge to him, raised her head and looked at him with burning eyes, as if she was looking for something, but to no avail, she quietly hid her loss, and said to him: "After eating the porridge, I will find someone to escort you back to Beijing." ”

"Didn't you say last night that you were going to go to Qingfeng Mountain together, and you want to regret it again?" A faint smile appeared on Qin Ziyu's lips, it seemed that he was in a good mood, "Don't worry, although my arm is injured, I will never drag you down." ”

"Whatever you want, you can follow if you want, but I hope you can stay away from me, two big men go in and out together It's easy for people to misunderstand."

As soon as Lin Zhiruo's words fell, Qin Ziyu had already taken the booklet in her hand, and after taking a look, he almost choked, he closed the notebook again and pushed it back, blushing in embarrassment.

"If you don't pay attention, next time people won't be as simple as sending Spring Palace." Lin Zhiruo took advantage of the situation to warn him.

"It's simple, you can solve it by wearing women's clothes." Qin Ziyu looked at her and smiled, as if there were peach blossoms blooming in his eyes, and his tenderness was not diminished.

"I'm a big man wearing what women's clothes, boring." Lin Zhiruo mocked herself, and then the bun on her head fell out of place.

The black hair is like a mist hanging down the side of the ears, the skin is white, the lips are red, and the eyebrows are so beautiful that there seem to be thousands of feelings hidden deeply.

He stared at her, she stared into his eyes, and the scene was awkward for a moment.

Lin Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, raised her hand to curl up the scattered hair, and awkwardly pulled the corners of her mouth with Qin Ziyu opposite, "I want to try a more man's hairstyle, but I didn't comb it well the first time......

Qin Ziyu couldn't help but shake his head, but put down the bowl and walked to the edge of the dressing table, touched a peach wood comb, pulled Lin Zhiruo to sit in front of the mirror, looked at her in the mirror and smiled, "I'll help you comb your hair in the future." ”

Lin Zhiruo wanted to refuse, but looking at her black hair like a waterfall, she remembered the tragic scene when she combed her hair this morning, and she didn't say no after all.

She just looked at Qin Ziyu combing carefully behind her, he looked at her hair, as if he was taking care of an extremely precious treasure, his slender and powerful fingers were interspersed with it, his movements were soft and neat, so careful, as if he was afraid of bringing her a little pain......

It's completely different from last night's madness...... Could it be that he was really so crazy just because he was controlled by the flattering killing, and now that the poison has passed, he doesn't know anything about last night again?

Lin Zhiruo's eyes widened suddenly, and she suddenly returned to her original state, raised her hand and lifted her collar to cover the blush there. This kind of action is actually meaningless, although she has already wiped the red marks on her neck with medicine, and now it is exposed and covered up, and the clues can still be seen.

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