Chapter 37: The Circle of Confusion

Trust between people doesn't happen in a vacuum.

If you want to achieve a 100% level of trust, you need not only mutual understanding and tolerance, but also the precipitation of time and the accumulation of friction.

No one will really wholeheartedly believe in a stranger they are not familiar with or a passerby in life, this is an instinctive reaction of self-protection consciousness, and it is a compulsory course in everyone's life.

The same is true between Feng Xisheng and Huang Li. They don't have enough time together, they don't have enough things to experience together, but they can open their hearts to each other, be rational, and not pretentious, so the trust between them is still on the verge of mutual temptation, and there is still a long way to go from full and unconditional trust.

Only by constantly tempering in various situations can the trust and familiarity between the two be truly upgraded.

Feng Xisheng and Huang Li's road is still far, far away......

Since the conflict broke out that day, Huang Li and Feng Xisheng have both carried out self-reflection and reached an agreement.

No matter what unforeseen bad situation you encounter in the future, you must give the other party a chance to explain and give yourself a chance.

Shengyang Palace. Early morning.

Huang Li sat on the chair, his hands supporting his drooping head, looking distressed.

Feng Xisheng, who had already finished practicing the sword, returned to the Shengyang Hall from the outside, and saw Huang Li's sullen scene.

It is Feng Xisheng's habit to get up early in the morning and go out to practice swords. One is to make oneself unproductive, and the other is to find inspiration.

Feng Xisheng's swordsmanship was not practiced according to the so-called sword spectrum, but his own comprehension and self-created swordsmanship.

There are very few swordsmanship suitable for gods, and even less suitable for Feng Xisheng!

Let go of the canglan in his hand and sit opposite the phoenix.

Canglan is a divine sword, which was refined by Feng Xisheng himself, and has his own spiritual wisdom. As soon as Feng Xisheng let go, it returned to the place where the sword was put by itself, and waited quietly, reining in its sharp edge.

Feng Xisheng didn't ask immediately, but poured himself a cup of tea and pushed an empty teacup in front of Huang Li.

Huang Li unconsciously took the teacup pushed by Feng Xisheng and put it to his mouth. When I poured it into my mouth, I found that there was no tea in the teacup at all, not a drop......

As a result, Huang Li temporarily walked out of her own circle of depression.

Place the empty teacup on the table and look up. Feng Xisheng's eyes were full of worry, but because he didn't know the situation, he could only use this method to bring her back to her senses.

"I'm fine. Don't worry. Huang Li squeezed out a smile and comforted Feng Xisheng, who was worried about herself.

"Don't force it, don't laugh if you don't want to, you worry me even more!"

Feng Xisheng easily saw through Huang Li's smirk, and could only say that Huang Li's smile was really bitter.

"Feng Xisheng. ”

"Huh?"

"I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I don't know what I'm going to do. ”

As far as the eye could see, the world was too foreign to her. She couldn't find what she could do before, and she couldn't continue the trajectory of her life.

She was confused, she didn't know what she should do, or what she could do.

If it is in the 23rd century, no matter where or what country she goes, she can handle it easily. Because she has experienced almost all possible situations, she can quickly think of countermeasures.

But this is not the 23rd century, a completely strange, new world.

She hasn't figured out the rules of this world yet, so she has fallen into a strange circle of confusion and can't find a way out.