Jiu Fangli poured a basin of cold water on Gong Yuqing's head again.

Gong Yuqing, who had been hit repeatedly, was poured into a cold heart, and she lost any interest.

"You have a pair of parents who are willing to give everything for you, you should be happy and live happily all the time. ”

Jiu Fangli persuaded him lightly, Gong Yuqing suddenly remembered what he had encountered, and immediately felt a pain in his heart, and he didn't dare to stay longer, so he hurriedly pulled him straight to the south.

Jiu Fangli stared at the hand she held on his wrist and smiled: "You are not afraid of me now?"

Gong Yuqing said stiffly: "When have I been afraid of you?"

Jiu Fangli smiled lightly, "Many times you are afraid of me, or you pity me, when can you look at me in the mood of a woman looking at a man?"

He seems to be light and light, but there is an incomparably heavy and desolate vicissitudes and desolation inside.

Gong Yuqing felt a pain in her heart, slowed down her pace and sighed slightly: "I was originally a woman, you were originally a man, why did you say so strangely?"

"Ask your own heart, do you feel anything more about me than fear and pity?"

Jiu Fangli simply stopped, his figure moved slightly and flashed in front of Gong Yuqing, holding her slender hands, and staring at her deeply.

Gong Yuqing's heart beat wildly when her hands were held.

She seemed to be afraid of him again, and wanted to run away from him at once.

So she had to lower her eyelids deeply, answering with silence.

Jiufangli's question, she had asked herself more than once.

Why should she be afraid of him, what is she afraid of him?

The answer is sometimes clear, sometimes vague.

She had thought that she was afraid of his moodiness, of his deep scheming, of her that she would never be able to see through him and not understand him.

Then it told her that she wasn't really afraid of him.

He wasn't that terrible.

No matter how violent, ruthless, and cunning he was, he would not hurt her or deceive her.

So what is she afraid of him?

Afraid that you won't be able to withstand his blazing?

Afraid that you can't afford his possessiveness?

Afraid that with him everything will become unknown?

Fear......

What she was afraid of him, she didn't know much about it now.

And mercy is better said to be pity.

The former is about sympathy for those who have suffered misfortune, and the latter is more about wanting to care.

She also sympathized with Jiufangli, but more hoped that she could do something for him, to make up for or erase the gloom in his heart, so that he could truly become clear and happy.

However, Ritsu told her that she couldn't.

Some scars are not meant to be healed.

It can be ignored, it can be covered up, but the scars are always there.

Also, Lu Fusheng also said that she didn't have the ability to change Jiufangli.

She may be able to become a heart-warming pill for him, a worry reliever, and a sleeping pillow, but she will never become Meng Po soup.

Only when you really go through reincarnation and drink Meng Po soup, Jiufangli will forget all your troubles, love, hatred, and hatred, and really start over.

Now he has a different body, and as long as his soul remains, he will never forget the past.

It is also destined that he will have a heavy life.

Maybe it's his heaviness that she's afraid of?

She was afraid that she would not be able to relieve his worries and heal his injuries, and in the end, she would only become heavy with him and fall into the sea of suffering.

She couldn't even see her own heart, so how could she answer him?

As for the temptation, she thought there were moments when she did.

He sometimes makes her feel warm, reliable, and beautiful......

It's just that there is never a feeling of peace of mind that can be relied on.

She was afraid that one second he was still warm in his arms, and the next second he would suddenly disappear like a gust of wind.

That's right, a sense of security!

He's so insecure.

He is too good-looking, too uninhibited, too elusive......

For example, his relationship with Jiufangzi made her deeply puzzled.

If she asked, maybe he would have told her the answer.

But Gong Yuqing didn't want to ask and didn't dare to ask.

She was neither in a position to ask, nor did she dare to know the facts.

The fact may be that Jiufang Zi deceives himself, or it may be that Jiufang is cold and ruthless.

In a place that she herself has not yet touched, perhaps she is afraid that once she has made friends, when he gets tired of it, she will be abandoned one day.

Before the two of them joined hands, she already had so many concerns, how dare she give up her heart.

Her hesitation and hesitation were all seen by Jiu Fangli, as smart as him, he could naturally understand what she was thinking.

However, Jiu Fangli didn't feel sentimental because of this, just shook his head slightly and sighed and smiled: "Am I making you so uneasy?"

What do you think of it yourself?

Gong Yuqing hung her head and pouted slightly.

"Okay, if I don't ask for anything else, but I want you to give me a chance to get to know me, would you be willing?"

Jiufangli's voice is as mellow as wine, light as the wind, and as soft as a cloud, which makes people unconsciously feel a little smoky when they listen to it.

Gong Yuqing's heart was as soft as a cloud.

She didn't remember if she nodded or not, anyway, Jiu Fangli's mood seemed to be very happy for the rest of the journey, which made her feel relaxed unconsciously.

The two walked slowly for a while, and the mountains and rivers, flowers and plants on the road seemed to have become extra beautiful.

It's just that no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is always inferior to his color, his skin is like jade, his clothes are like xia, his eyebrows are like paintings, and the nine squares of the abundant jade bones are just a casual eye wave, and they are as refreshing as the spring smoke and rain.

Gong Yuqing's heart floated around like a boat on the waves, and it didn't settle down for a long time.

Jiufangli has an unparalleled style, and she is the only scenery in the world in Jiufangli's eyes.

She always has clear eyebrows and a clear face.

Sometimes coquettish, sometimes tricky, sometimes smiling like a spring flower, and delicate like a branch pink cherry, no matter what kind of look comes to her face, it always makes people feel relaxed and happy, and at the same time itchy.

Jiu Fangli's eyes stayed on her pretty cheeks from time to time, and more often on her pink lips, wishing that she had everything she had immediately.

But he didn't want to force it.

She was so alive, so beautiful, as delicate and agile as an elf, and with a hint of cunning......

Her image in his mind has long surpassed the appearance and become the most perfect incarnation.

What he liked about her, he couldn't depict it concretely.

Everything she has, every smile, every move, is beautiful in his heart.

"If you stare at me in a daze, I'll gouge out your eyes!"

Gong Yuqing glared viciously, crossed her waist with one hand, and slightly curled her two fingers in the other hand at Jiufangli's overflowing phoenix eyes, full of fierce woman's appearance.

In this way, in exchange for Jiufangli laughing freely.

With a smile, his eyes were clear, and his voice was warm: "But I hope you will never change, and you will always be as wanton and clear as you are now." ”