[Jian 3] Pit father's love game

Chapter 218

The continuous drizzle has stopped since the evening, but there are still water marks on the ground.Qu Lingyin stayed by the window, carefully recalling the information she got from Ling Xuyang just now:

If she guessed correctly, he should be in a state of establishing a relationship with her now.

As for the memories related to puppets, he doesn't have any at all, or he has never been made into a puppet at all.

Qu Lingyin curled her hair hanging down her ears with her fingers, and her expression was a bit inexplicable: Where is she now?The mismatch between memory and reality has made her almost confused which is the real one.Or between her and Ling Xuyang, whose memory has been tampered with?

Looking at the clear sky outside the window, Qu Lingyin fell into silence.There are large expanses of clouds in the sky, and the thick clouds look soft and fluffy. The sun has just exposed half of its face, and the light is mostly covered by the clouds, making it soft and not dazzling.When the puppet is not around, there will always be an unspeakable loneliness and anxiety.

Fang Shaohan, with his hair tied up in red silk and dressed in plain clothes, walked by not far away holding a sword.The sun shone on him, occasionally covered by branches and leaves, making his figure a bit vague, like a dryad who occasionally appeared among the trees.

Fang Shaohan...

Is he alive too?

Qu Lingyin stared blankly at the person who walked not far from her, her eyes were focused, as if she wanted to penetrate the branches and leaves that half covered her eyes, carefully observing his movements and behaviors.Suddenly, the man noticed her gaze, stopped in his tracks, and looked in her direction.The extremely magnificent face was half hidden among the leaves, and the sunlight above his head was shining, bright but hazy, with a dreamy feeling.The pair of eyes that looked over were dark and shining, like the eternal twinkling stars in the night sky in the dark night.When he looks at you, it seems that all the stars in the night sky are lit up, forming an endless galaxy.

Fang Shaohan has a good look that is rare in the world, and Qu Lingyin understood it from the very beginning.But even if I understand, every time I see him, I feel a little dazed because of his good looks.For a man, he was indeed too handsome.

Thinking of the puppet she had lost, she couldn't help raising a smile and shouting to him softly:

"Shaohan."

The figure walking towards him step by step suddenly overlapped with the crimson figure before, the same appearance, the same figure...a different expression.The Shaohan who belonged to her would not have such a vivid expression, such dark eyes, and such complicated and unspeakable eyes, they are different after all.

How can a living person be the same as a puppet?

The pair of Shaohan's eyes that belonged to her were always empty, like a moonless and starless night sky, and there would be no expression on his face.He always wears scarlet clothes and stands by her side all the time, because he looks best in scarlet colors and she likes to look at them, so he won't wear clothes other than scarlet colors.

Qu Lingyin lowered her eyes slightly, and the smile on her lips gradually changed.

The sky cleared up, and Fang Shaohan just wanted to go out for a walk, but he couldn't help walking towards Qu Lingyin's room. He passed by her window, and couldn't help but look at her open window:

It was sunny after the rain, the sun was bright and soft, and the man who had been dressed up and looked even more radiant was leaning against the window and smiling at him.The sun shone into her light-colored eyes, which seemed to be shining brightly, and there was an almost illusory tenderness in them.For Fang Shaohan, this is indeed somewhat illusory, because she has clearly told everyone: she likes Ling Xuyang.

Since he likes Ling Xuyang, why would he look at him with such tender eyes?So it was just his illusion.

However, the next moment, she called out his name:

"Shaohan."

Unable to take another step forward, he turned around and walked towards her.

Finally, Fang Shaohan stood in front of Qu Lingyin.Due to the backlight, his shadow covered Qu Lingyin's body, and she blinked a little before seeing him clearly again.

Fang Shaohan stood in front of her and looked at her with an inexplicable expression.He didn't speak, as if he couldn't think of how to speak.

Finally, Qu Lingyin spoke first.She stared at his face, and her eyes fell on the scar on his forehead that almost reached his eyes. She couldn't help stretching out her hand to touch it, but she retracted it halfway.

【He is not my Shaohan. 】

【He has expressions, he can talk, he can... hurt me. 】

"Shaohan, your face?"

She asked him with some concern.

Fang Shaohan stared at her blankly, only feeling that the withered tree in his heart seemed to be slowly growing new branches.He noticed how she raised her hand inadvertently just now, and her heartbeat quickened as her hand approached, but she withdrew her hand halfway.A kind of wordless disappointment lingered in his heart, he knew that he had always longed for her to take the initiative to get close.

However, after Hong Yi parted, even if she no longer rejected him, they were just acquaintances who just nodded, so how could they get close?

"I……"

He was about to answer something, but suddenly turned his face to the side, half covering the injury on his forehead.Suddenly thought of something, his long eyelashes fluttered a few times, like a butterfly resting on a flower fluttering its wings.The bright red color that appeared in the corners of his eyes due to the surge of emotion slowly receded, and his face became a little pale. He pressed his lips tightly until the color of his lips turned pale, and then he opened his mouth and said:

"In the past, I was sorry for you. If there is a need in the future, as long as I can do it, I will never say goodbye. And..."

"And" he spoke with great difficulty, and after a pause for a while, he finally vomited out unwillingly:

"Daoist Ling is a good person, you... and him will be able to get along well in the future..."

Being able to say this is already the limit, and he can't say the rest anyway.

Seeing him clearly in pain but trying to hold on, Qu Lingyin raised her sleeves to half-cover her face—to hide the joyful and cold smile on her lips.

【Such a fragile and beautiful expression really suits you. 】

【So you still like me. 】

【Obviously unwilling to say such a thing, but insisting on saying, should I say that you are generous?Or should I say you are hypocritical?Shaohan. 】

When he put down his sleeves, there was already a gentle and friendly smile on his face, with a hint of joy in choosing to be recognized, as if he could not feel his pain at all, and he opened his mouth with a sentence that could completely defeat his strong appearance:

"Xu Yang has always been a very good person. When I need him, he will always appear. He will always protect me and will not hurt me."

There was a hint of sweetness in her eyes, like a red-hot knife stabbing into Fang Shaohan's heart, then pulling it out, stabbing it in again...every time was dripping with blood.

Fang Shaohan's face had turned pale, his body was slightly stiff, and he wanted to turn around and leave without listening to these knife-like words. However, his feet seemed to be rooted and he couldn't move another half step.

"I have promised him that when the war is over, I will go back to Chunyang with him. He told me that the snow in Chunyang is beautiful."

She bowed her head and smiled, her expression was unbelievably gentle.

The water in Xiufang is also beautiful...

He moved his lips, but couldn't make a sound.

"Shaohan, will you bless us?"

She looked at him with bright eyes and anticipation, just like how many years ago.

【You dance so beautifully! Can you teach me how to dance? 】

The sweet smile and expectant gaze of the girl in the past overlapped with this moment.

Fang Shaohan only felt that the scenery in front of him was a little pale and a little dazed.He tried to open his mouth, but the word of blessing was stuck in his throat like a fishbone, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it down.

"Shaohan?"

She tilted her head slightly and looked at him with a puzzled expression. The silver fringe in her hair swayed slightly with her movements, which made her charming and beautiful face look pretty.

Finally, Fang Shaohan felt that he could move. With a pale face, he turned around impatiently and left a sentence:

"Sorry, I'm sorry."

After walking not far away, the luxuriant branches and leaves had already blocked his eyes, so he covered his mouth with his hands, coughed a few times, and the blood that was suppressed was stained all over his hands.

He is self-conscious and irritable.Master said that this kind of temper is not good, and it is easy to hurt the body.

The author has something to say:

A Yin was teasing Mr. Xiu, she was too familiar with business, playing with Mr. Xiu was like playing.This made Master Xiu's heart break.

Master Xiu has a hot temper, he is short of breath, and it is normal to vomit blood or something ╮(‵▽′)╭

ps: You should be able to see that this Ah Yin loves Master Xiu, but she doesn't admit it herself, and this is a twisted and sick feeling.

You can see that she treats Ling Xuyang with the best appearance of tenderness, and fully shows her true malice to Master Xiu.

Obviously I like it, but I can't help but want to hurt it.