And his past, in fact, he didn't feel anything.
Those who are confused, those who are dark, those who are at a loss, are feared, respected, feared, disgusted, abandoned...
It's been too long, so long that he almost forgot when it started.
It's not that he can't feel the darkness, it's not that he can't feel everything, it's just because he has been in it for too long, no matter where it is, it seems that it has nothing to do with him.
It made him feel that he was out of place, that there was no place for him in the world, and no one cared about his existence.
What's more, he is actually an untimely bomb. Without the restraint of the so-called holy object, his emotions will indeed become out of control due to the relationship of power and become violent.
Therefore, all the heads of Ling Yizong, those who know the inside story and those who don't, all respect him at a distance.
But he never cared about it, and he never cared about others, but it's different now, he has something he wants to care about, someone he wants to protect with his own strength.
The corners of Wen Jing's lips lifted slightly, his eyes were heavy, entangled with the dark light.
He does not deny that he is violent, he is world-weary, and he gathers a lot of very bad emotions, which is exactly what he is.
The only thing he cares about now is this heartless little girl in front of him.
He is in the darkness, covered with thorns, such a gloomy and dark person, do you want it? Afraid? do you accept
Wen Jing's golden-red eyes became dark and gloomy at this moment, and the violent emotion originally restrained by the so-called sacred objects permeated in his heart little by little. He just looked straight at Chu Ci, as if he would be able to do so in the next moment. burst out.
Chu Ci blinked, looked him in the eyes, nodded, and said, "Oh, that's it" before saying nothing more.
Due to her lack of physical cultivation, she was probably a little tired from running around these days. The little girl yawned gracefully in his arms, smoothed her hair, found a comfortable place in his arms, and rubbed against him slightly. He rubbed, as if planning to take a rest.
The little girl is soft, and her movements are also soft, and she rubbed against her delicately, she just found a comfortable place.
Although it is indeed very soft, sweet and cute, but...
Wen Jing: ...? ? ?
Are you big-hearted or short-sighted? Didn't you hear him say that he is an ancient beast? Didn't you hear him say that his current situation is very dangerous? Sleep, sleep, sleep after listening to the story, do you think he is telling a bedtime story
Wen Jing grinds his back molars slightly, and realizes that he really has nothing to do with this little guy.
From the very beginning when they met, she ate him to death, whether it was bringing him back like a little bandit, or those nonsensical things that could directly touch people's hearts.
But indeed, from the very beginning, she was an accident in his plain and boring life.
A sweet surprise.
Looking at the little girl rubbing back and forth in his arms, Wen Jing pinched her waist, raised his brows slightly, "So? Is that how you react?"
Not comforting, not afraid, just rubbing back and forth with an innocent and blank face, even a little sleepy?
Girl, you are very special.
"En?" Chu Ci, who was interrupted, raised her eyes and looked at Wen Jing, with words written all over her face: This is such a big deal.
In the end, he raised his hand to grab his neck, and gently touched the corner of his lips softly, "That was your past, aren't you here now?"