Ye Wuji's face was still full of rejection, but she still stretched out her hand, picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. The bitter taste spread from the base of her tongue. Shi Yuan picked out a candied fruit and handed it to her mouth. However, she did not open her mouth and allowed the bitter taste to rage in her mouth. It's better to be a little bitter. This bitterness is the real life, and the sweetness of candied fruit is just false.
"I put it here." Shi Yuan put the candied fruit into his mouth and put the jar of candied fruit on the table.
"Wuji, there is a temple fair tomorrow. Do you want to go with me to see it?" Shi Yuan asked.
Ye Wuji shook his head. No matter it was a temple fair or anything else, she was not interested now. She just wanted to stay at home, in her room, and live out her remaining days quietly and without incident.
Shi Yuan suddenly stretched out his hand to pull her face over, pressed his forehead against hers, and said softly: "Wuji, don't be like this. You are only fifteen years old this year. You still have a long life. There are any wounds that cannot be healed." ?Is there anything that won’t pass?”
Ye Wuji stared at him quietly, his obsidian eyes no longer shining as before, but as dark as if all the light would be sucked in, unable to shine through.
She picked up the pen on the table, dipped some ink on the paper and wrote: "Who are you?"
Shi Yuan was startled, let go of his hand, and said with a smile: "Wuji, are you confused? Who am I and you don't know how to scold me?"
"I know you are Shi Yuan, but who is Shi Yuan?"
"Who else could Shi Yuan be, isn't he your eldest brother?" Shi Yuan picked up the empty medicine bowl and stood up, "I'm going to clean up the medicine stove. My godmother will definitely scold me when she comes back and sees that the medicine stove is still burning. ”
Ye Wuji reached out and grabbed his sleeve to prevent him from leaving. He wrote with one hand: "Many of your actions are very similar to my master. I used to think it was just a coincidence. Are you Xie Hanyi?"
Shi Yuan was stunned. Although he could find countless reasons to excuse himself in an instant, he suddenly didn't want to do so. Ye Wuji's expression was too calm, and her eyes were terrifyingly deep.
Ye Wuji didn't know when she started to have this idea. Maybe it was because she had doubts from the first time she met Shi Yuan, maybe it was the little things they got along with later, or maybe it was just intuition. She felt that Shi Yuan and Xie Hanyi were both The individuals must be inextricably linked, and the boldest guess is that Shi Yuan is Xie Hanyi.
"Why do you think so?" Shi Yuan asked, his throat was a little dry.
Ye Wuji no longer picked up the pen to write, she just looked at him, looking at him quietly and silently, which made Shi Yuan feel panicked.
"I... I..." Shi Yuan stuttered for the first time in his life. He didn't know whether he should admit it at this time or make up an excuse to fool him. He had a hunch that if he continued to choose to deceive, Ye Wuji would never be able to be with him again. But if he was honest, after he did so many excessive things to Ye Wuji, would it still be possible for the two of them?
Their eyes met, and they were speechless. After what seemed like a long time, and what seemed like a very short time, Shi Yuan squeezed out a sentence from his throat: "Your martial arts is not useless to me."
After the first sentence was spoken, the next words became smoother.
"I didn't cripple your martial arts, nor did I disfigure your appearance, nor... nor did I cut off your veins. How could I do such a thing to you!" Shi Yuan said, tears actually falling from his eyes, and he covered his face. , said, "I was too careless and others took advantage of me, causing you to suffer such torture."
Ye Wuji always thought that all these things were done by Xie Hanyi. In fact, he was too capricious during that time. , that is his confidant. Who in this world can pretend to be Xie Hanyi in Wuyou Villa? She didn't want to believe what Shi Yuan said, but when she saw his tears, her heart was shaken. She thought she was already a puddle of stagnant water, and her heart suddenly fluctuated. Maybe... it really wasn't him that day? Maybe he really wouldn't do these things