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Su Moliang replied in his heart, of course he was afraid, but he had a gentle smile on his face, looked around the cold surroundings, and said softly, "Feng Gongzi, it's really good to hide here and play the piano without sleeping so late." ”

"Because I'm waiting for someone. The clear voice suddenly rose in the night, shocking Su Moliang's heart, and he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at him.

I saw that the eyes as deep as the spring water of the wind and ink marks were staring at her for a moment, and the pupils fluctuated with indescribable feelings.

That kind of eyes were too focused, which suddenly made Su Moliang a little stunned.

Her expression became extremely unnatural, and she stiffly pulled her lips and chuckled: "Since Feng Gongzi is waiting for someone, then I won't bother." ”

With that, she said goodbye and left.

"I'm waiting for you!" But before she could move, Feng Moji replied, leaving her with nowhere to hide.

Su Moliang looked at him again, this time his face straightened, and he became serious: "Feng Gongzi, although I am grateful to you for breaking the siege again and again, I have no other feelings for you. ”

Feng Moji had a cold face, couldn't see the emotion clearly, and replied coldly: "I know." ”

Su Moliang was a little speechless, "Since you know, why do you still act like this?"

I know she doesn't like him, so why wait for her here.

Feng Moji glanced at her, then lowered his head, stroked the strings, and said faintly: "If Jun Haocang doesn't love you one day, will you care about him?"

Su Moliang was stunned, he didn't expect him to suddenly ask such a question.

But she didn't know why, but she really calmed down and thought about this problem.

Even if Jun Haocang doesn't love himself, he can't help but care about him.

Thinking of this, Su Moliang was dumbfounded for a moment, and suddenly raised his eyes to stare at him deeply, his eyes floating with astonishment.

How much thought did this ink mark have for her-

At this moment, Su Moliang was suddenly a little frightened.

She didn't know anything about the man in front of her, and she couldn't even guess his words and deeds.

He is sometimes like a warm spring breeze, always lending a helping hand when she is in trouble, but when facing others, the light smile on his lips is like a mask, and his gentle attitude always reveals the indifference of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

He is an extremely contradictory person, with a sickly white face and a thin body, he is obviously weak, but he has great strength.

Su Moliang only felt that the wind and ink were all secrets, but he didn't threaten his own interests, and he wasn't interested in him, so Su Moliang didn't investigate him.

"Looks like you've forgotten—" Wind Ink stroked the strings, and slowly sounded a few clangling notes, looking a little frightened in the silent night.

Su Moliang's heart sank, and his face became a little puzzled.

Forgot?

Forgot something?

"Wind Ink Marks, who are you?" Su Moliang frowned instantly, it was rare for him to ask such a serious question.

Feng Moji chuckled twice, and his voice was a little dull: "You call my name, and you don't even know who I am." ”

Then, those deep spring-like eyes fell on Su Moliang's face again, and that kind of look had a complex flow of emotions.

She felt that she really needed to investigate this ink mark.

"Wind Ink Marks, I don't know what you mean, and I don't know why you helped me out, but I don't want to know because we don't have any intersection between us. Su Moliang was suddenly a little afraid of this man, for people who can't be controlled, unknown things, his heart will always be a little afraid of inexplicably.

Ignoring her rejection, the wind ink mark swiped his hands and played a crisp sound, as amazing as a cracked silk, echoing all around, making a whimpering echo, but a deep voice, more crisp and decisive than the sound of the piano: "You must know that I like you." ”

Su Moliang's heart chuckled, as if he had been beaten with a stick, and his head went blank.

Looking at the cold and serious face in the night, Su Moliang knew that he was not joking, and what he said before to relieve her was not a joke.

At this moment, Su Mo fell into the ice cellar coldly, his back was a little chilly, his fingers curled up nervously, and he calmed down for a moment before he slowly spoke: "Wind and ink marks, you have only seen me a few times, you don't know me at all, why do you like it!"

Feng Moji glanced at her deeply, and a smile appeared on his lips, like a sneer, like a mockery, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

"Nan Sui Kingdom, the daughter of the eldest princess, was canonized as the lord of Moyue, born timid and cowardly, and then was framed, leaving scars, becoming an ugly monster spurned by everyone, being framed for stealing, going to prison, and after being tortured, he came out and became a person, and after that, he killed the Sun family, the Xu family, the Su family, and finally pit Gong Youyi, I don't know if I'm right——"

Wind Ink Marks spoke slowly, but methodically, as if telling a story.

So much news came out of his mouth, and Su Moliang was suddenly shocked, like a lightning speed, and froze.

"You-you investigate me!" Su Moliang looked at him in disbelief, his face was pale, this feeling of being watched behind was really unpleasant.

Feng Moji shook his head lightly, and said confidently: "I'm just getting to know you." ”

"You perverted !!" Su Moliang's face turned pale, clenched his fingers, and his face had never been so embarrassed.

Feng Moji heard her scold him, his cold expression suddenly cracked, and his delicate eyebrows unconsciously pulled up slightly.

"How long have you been investigating me?Did you start when I came to Cangyuan Kingdom to see you for the first time, or did you start from Southern Sui Kingdom?" Su Moliang suddenly wanted to know when Feng Moji started noticing him.

Wind Ink Stain's thin lips moved slightly, and he said a shocking news: "Since you were eight years old. ”

Su Moliang seemed to have been shocked, and his whole body froze, only to feel a sound in his ears, and his whole body was numb, as if he was on the verge of an abyss.

Eight years old!

He was investigating everything when she was eight years old, oh my God, what the hell did he do!!

Thinking of these unknown news, Su Moliang suddenly felt creepy.

Who the hell is he, have they seen it before?

But she couldn't remember why.

The night breeze blew, Su Moliang unconsciously got goosebumps, I don't know if she was frightened by the wind and ink marks, or cold, she just wanted to escape from this place as soon as possible, escape from the sight of this strange man.

Su Moliang couldn't stay for a moment, and he didn't even have time to say goodbye, so he hurriedly ran away.

Feng Moji looked at the figure that had disappeared into the night, his pupils narrowed slightly, and he sighed faintly, and his hot and humid breath floated in the somewhat cold night wind, rolling up a circle of white mist.

"She still forgot—"

The low voice sounds flat, but it reveals indescribable sadness.

The secret guard who was hidden on the side suddenly walked out of the night, couldn't bear to look at the master's sadness, and carefully persuaded: "Master, don't be sad, she will always remember you." ”