Chapter 947: Lotus Has No Roots: Demons Have No Heart (7)

Even though he didn't say a word, he could sense her pain and sorrowβ€”the demon's ability was something he didn't want to have.

Forced to share the emotions of others, forced to share the loneliness and discomfort of others.

Forced ...... A moment of softness.

He spoke slowly, his tone falling on her face like a feather, gentle and light.

"Down, Lian Jue."

The moment his voice fell, it was like a drop of water quietly rolling in the pool water, causing layers of ripples, making her heart ripple. She looked at him, heard his voice, pronounced his name, and smiled slowly.

"Lian Jue, the son's name is Lian Jue...... But what does it mean for two pieces of jade to come in pairs? She looked at him with bright eyes.

"Nope." He shook his head, his face silent, "Lian Jue." ”

β€”β€”The jade with a gap is destined to be unfulfilled in life.

However, Shen Hongxian did not speak, but took off the red silk on his body, strung a piece of jade pendant that his mother gave her before her death, took his hand with a smile, and gently put down the jade pendant in the palm of the white jade hand.

"Childe, you have a jade, add a piece of me here, can't 'Jue' become 'Jue'?"

She didn't say much, but it gave him an inexplicable feeling, as if something had been poured into his body.

He lowered his head, looked at the jade pendant in his palm that was green and watery, clenched his palm, and didn't say much.

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Although Lian Jue was not in a hurry to drive her away, when she was looking for Lian Jue, it was not early, so she smiled at him: "Lian Gongzi, the red line will come to you again tomorrow, okay?" ”

This stupid feeling made his heart flutter, and he nodded his head almost in a ghostly way. Although the arc was small, at the moment when Lian Jue bowed his head, Shen Hongxian smiled more brightly.

"Then, it's decided!"

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Since then, Shen Hongxian has often come to look for Lianjue, and the two of them have never said anything between them.

She looked at him so quietly, and always felt that time passed very quickly.

He rarely spoke, as if one more word to her was taboo.

Shen Hongxian didn't pester him, nor did he ask any questions, but he was the only one in this huge courtyard, staying there every day, the house was empty, and there were few home furnishings.

However, after Shen Hongxian came, he finally bought an extra chair, and then added some wardrobes and dishes. Although he never touched these things, he finally had a 'human touch'.

Maybe it was the sympathy of the same kind, and she could feel that he had a sad temperament, as if he had been lonely for a long time, just like her.

And she didn't mind, the two were together, as if they were hugging for warmth.

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At that time, Lian Jue couldn't understand why he liked this girl, who looked ordinary and featureless.

Perhaps, what I like is not her ordinary, but such a warmth that is no longer lonely.

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With the passage of time, the decoration of Lian Jue's mansion has become more and more gorgeous and chic, like a small palace, and some are even eager to move all the elegant things that can be decorated. Shen Hongxian was very curious about Lian Jue's identity, and what kind of background did he need to be so wealthy.

And Lian Jue just smiled faintly, gently rested the bamboo branch brush on the table, pushed away the square inkstone, gently lifted the rice paper, and faced the faint warm sun: "Sell paintings." ”