She didn't shed tears when she was attacked by the wandering travelers, she didn't shed tears when she was in pain and almost went into shock, and now, when she just saw this familiar face, her tears flowed uncontrollably.

Why is that?

The answer in her heart almost jumped out of her heart, and the rhythmic heartbeat was like a child beating a drum, thumping and thumping.

Her heart was almost jubilant at that moment, but her feet were afraid to take a step forward. The distance between them is only a few feet away, but for some reason, it seems that they are separated by thousands of mountains, and they can't cross the invisible barrier.

He stared at her, at her emaciated face, at the shining starlight in her eyes, and for a moment he had the feeling of being in a different world, as if he had been reborn, reborn in the same way she looked at him.

In that look, her bright eyes, were full of his shadow, imprinted with his appearance, there, as if there was no one but him, no one's shadow.

But as soon as he wanted to explore, he wanted to get closer, her eyes began to change.

It was no longer just his shadow, but the shadows of many, many people passing through her line of sight, constantly passing through her mind.

Those important shadows, even where he couldn't see them at all, were buried deep in her heart. And she is just a shadow outside her eyes, he has nothing in her heart, nothing, nothing.

In an instant, grief, resentment, snarky, desolate, vicious, and complex emotions melted into a pot of hot soup that disturbed his heart, stirring him up to calm down, stirring him panicked, stirring him to lose his square inch, flew over, clasped her jaw with one hand, and wanted to strangle this woman who made him love and hate.

But a pair of her pair of bright autumn pupils, the clear and brilliant luster, like a wave hitting a reef, weighed heavily on his heart.

His hand suddenly seemed to lose its strength, and his cold and hard heart was as soft as flying at the moment, and the action of wanting to strangle her suddenly turned into a gentle hug when he approached.

He held her in his arms with pity, and the anger, sadness, and pain of the last few days seemed to be gradually smoothed out and dissipated as her body temperature approached.

"Seventeen, I miss you." He murmured, resting his head lightly on her shoulder, as if something had pierced into his dark pupils, and the bottom of the deep, invisible, enchanting pool, with a crystal light, constantly swept up the surface of the lake, swept the corners of his eyes, and floated on the thick, long black eyelashes, trembling slightly.

"I miss you so much, I miss you so much." His voice was like a gentle breeze, constantly softening the cold thorns of protection that she erected, prompting the softest heartstrings in her heart.

Rong Qiao felt that her shoulders were hot, ten times, a hundred, even a thousand, ten thousand times hotter than this blazing yellow sand.

She didn't know what was wrong, Ben erected a firm barrier to resist his brutal force, and was ready for everything. But when she suddenly touched his gentle net, the cold castle she had built with great difficulty collapsed in an instant, and she was never seen again.

Her hands, trembling almost uncontrollably, slowly, slowly, formed a circle, encircled his waist, gently raised his palms, and landed on his back, as light as a feather.

She buried her body deep in his chest, lay at the place of his heartbeat, listened to the powerful pounding sound, and let the tears flow from the corners of her eyes drip silently on the hem of his clothes, wetting his hot body.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry—"

Her voice was choked, one deeper and more hoarse. She didn't know what to say to this man, but for the first time she had shown weakness to him.

She felt like she had been having a very tired nightmare, she never woke up from that dream, she always believed that she could only rely on herself, only on herself.

But when she was tired, when midnight came to look at the moon alone, when the danger was close to death, there was also a voice in her heart shouting, she wanted to have a strong shoulder for her to lean on, how much she hoped that someone could hug her, warm her, care for her, accompany her to watch the sunrise and sunset, flowers blooming.

But subconsciously, she was afraid that behind the sweetness of this tangled person, there would be a sharp blade, stabbing her all over her body and bruises.

So, she is conflicted, she wants to rely on someone, when she wants to love someone, another cold voice will come out of her heart, reminding her head, warning her, danger, very dangerous, don't indulge, that will hurt you.

At this moment, the voice in my heart appeared again.

In the moment of her softness, that long-lost voice appeared again!

Her hands around his body began to stiffen in an instant, slowly sliding down.

"Seventeen, look at me, look into my eyes, don't run away, this time, just once, believe me once, just look into my eyes."

Here we go again, here we go again! The body in her arms began to freeze, and Gong Huangjue noticed her mood swings, and he knew that her protective shell had appeared again.

And he is really tired of her retreat, he doesn't want to continue like this with her, he is tired of playing such a dodgy game, he doesn't want to accompany her to continue this game for the rest of his life.

He wants her to have a clear heart, and he wants her to be genuine, not perfunctory with his emotionless smile, coquettish and sweet mood.

Rong Qiao stared into his eyes, looking at the impatient information in his eyes, the anxiety of eagerly waiting for her answer, which made her heart tremble.

Gong Huangjue pressed her shoulders with both hands, and he stared into the depths of her eyes, carved into her soul.

"Seventeen, I'm tired of waiting, and I don't want to play the game of hiding with you anymore. This time your escape let me know that as soon as I get closer, you will be a little further away from me. So, the end of this game is that I lost, I lost in your hands. Seventeen, I admit defeat, I let go of my dignity, I let go of everything, I just want you an answer. ”

He took a deep breath.

"If, if you really don't have me in your heart, and there is no place left for me at all, then you tell me now, so that I can also completely die and let go completely. In the future, I will never pester you again, I promise you, as long as you look me in the eye and tell me that there is never a place for me in your heart, then, I will let you go, and willingly let you leave my side. ”

He gambled, he gambled the biggest bet of his life.

If he loses, he has no regrets. After all, he had trapped her once, and thought about using his methods to get her, but as a result, she ran faster and left more dashingly.

So, this time, he wants her to be willing, if not, then, he lets go, even if the heartache is unbearable, he will let go.

Rong Qiao looked at such a Gong Huang Jue, listening to the most sincere words in his heart, she opened her lips slightly.

"I, I, I-"

Now is her best chance, a great opportunity.

From then on, she is at ease, she can fly in the blue sky and white clouds again, no longer need to be controlled in the palm of this man, the answer in her heart should be very firm, no need to hesitate, no need to hesitate a little.

But—

"I, I, I—" She said to her throat, her lips opening several times, but she could not get the words out of her mouth.

Holding his breath, Gong Huangjue, who was waiting for Rong Qiao's answer, saw Rong Qiao's hesitation, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

She didn't decisively reject him, she didn't.

There was no news more exciting and gratifying to him than this news.

He was so excited that he kneaded her tightly into his flesh and blood, eager to turn her into a part of his body, hugging Rong Qiao so that he couldn't breathe smoothly and almost suffocated.

"Cold-faced man, you, you-" She struggled to get out of the embrace that had made her flustered.

Gong Huangjue stopped her by the waist and hugged her, and he began to cheer and scream.

Rong Qiao hugged his body uncomfortably, she didn't expect that she just didn't refuse his heart, and he was ecstatic to this point, which made her a little stunned, but also an indescribable joy that opened her heart.

Ahh

Suddenly, Rong Qiao screamed, it turned out that Gong Huangjue was overjoyed, and when she threw Rong Qiao, she hit her injured calf bone.

"Seventeen, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I hurt you." Gong Huangjue almost forgot that she was injured, he gently put her down, pulled away her wound and examined it.

Rong Qiao's lips were raised high, and she pounded her fists on him in dissatisfaction. "It's all your fault, it's all your fault, if my leg is useless, I won't be able to walk in the future, you have to be responsible."

"Okay, okay, I'm responsible." Gong Huangjue was distraught, and nodded in agreement. He didn't notice that Rong Qiao was completely different from the past at this moment, if he looked up and looked at her bright eyes, he should know that her eyes were full of sweet tenderness at this moment. It was a natural emanation from the bottom of her heart, not the tenderness she interpreted.

"If you can't get better for a lifetime, you have to be responsible for a lifetime." Rong Qiao added his chips.

"Okay, take charge for a lifetime." He followed her words, not noticing anything wrong.

"Cold-faced man, according to your meaning, if you are responsible for a lifetime, then my leg will not be better for the rest of my life, do you curse me, or love me?" The corners of Rong Qiao's mouth hooked, and her evil factor began to burst out from within her body.

"That-" Gong Huangjue was speechless for a moment, he raised his eyes, met the naughty light that flashed in her eyes, and couldn't help but rush towards her. "Seventeen, you seem to have a lot of fun." His deep pupils began to blur.

"Wait a minute!" Rong Qiao hurriedly covered his hands in front of him and protected the front of him.

"Cold-faced man, although I didn't refuse you just now, it doesn't mean that I promised you. This girl will have to see how you perform next before she decides whether to say yes or not to you. You have to think about it, if you start bullying me now, then I can't guarantee that the answer I'll give you will be yes by then. ”

Here's the trick! Gong Huangjue stared at Rong Qiao fixedly, just looking at it with a smile, but he really didn't dare to bully him.

"So, the future seventeenth lady, how do you want me to behave as a husband next, so that you will be satisfied?" He leaned close to her, his tone a little seductive.