Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"..." Miss Yun's expression froze.

Slightly silent.

Tell her based on past experience that she should change her answer immediately.

otherwise……

She coughed, but rarely gave up.

Seriously: "No really, you don't have to think too much."

Mr. Qin stared at her with calm eyes.

Finally, he said softly: "If that's the case, then it's better for me to be respectful than to obey."

His tone was calm, as if he believed her words.

"..."

Yun Si always felt terrified.

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Entering the apartment again, Mr. Qin still didn't look much.

He just stood there and watched Yun Si enter the kitchen and pour a cup of hot tea.

"Sit down, you're welcome."

There are more people in the apartment, and it seems that the deserted atmosphere has disappeared a lot.

Mr. Qin did as he was told and held the tea quietly.

Yun Si took the chopsticks and two bowls and placed them on the dining table.

Mr. Qin stared at her movements, his eyes always staying on her body.

When Yun Si handed over the divided dumplings, he shook his head and smiled, "I've eaten it, you can eat it."

Yun Si was no longer polite and poured all the dumplings into her bowl.

After taking a bite, she paused and took another big mouthful.

Apparently really hungry.

"Mr. Qin's craftsmanship is really good."

She puffed her face and spoke vaguely.

The slender and lean man looked at her quietly, his eyes slightly bent.

Smiling without saying a word.

Yun Si looked at him while eating.

He never took off the mask on his face, and he seemed to have no intention of taking it off.

Yun Si pointed and asked, "Aren't you going to take off your mask?"

The eyes of the man in front of him moved slightly, and the soft arc became a little shallower.

"Should I pick it off?" he asked softly.

Yun Si blinked, "That's not what I meant. If you want to pick it, pick it off. If you don't want to, pick it off. It doesn't matter to me."

He said no more and looked at her quietly.

The air became somewhat silent.

All that was left was the sound that was still coming from the TV.

"Did...did I say something wrong?"

She seemed to be aware of something strange.

Qin Qing shook his head gently, his tone still gentle, "No."

"...Really not?" She looked a little unconvinced.

Qin Qing smiled slightly, "No."

Yun Si stared at him for a long time.

The expression on his eyebrows was still the same as before, no different from before.

Yun Si looked at his mask thoughtfully.

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night.

Because it was New Year’s Eve, the whole city was still very lively even in the early morning.

On the big commercial screen in the center of the city, the countdown is coming.

Fireworks filled the sky, and the crowd in the central square was still crowded and bustling, with no signs of dissipating.

Yun Si lives not far from the central square. Looking down from the balcony window, you can have an unobstructed view of the entire city.

The city's neon lights and dazzling fireworks.

She stood by the balcony, drinking hot tea, half-leaning and squinting her eyes slightly.

The cold and desolate wind blew, hitting her white and warm face.

It was as if the chill was dissipated unconsciously.

Mr. Qin stood beside her, standing quietly and staring at her.

Looking at her soft side face painted by the gorgeous fireworks, and her red lips that were pursed from time to time.

He stared quietly, his pale eyebrows showing no emotion.

It seemed as if it had been chilled by the biting wind.

There is always an indescribable feeling in the dark eyes.

Like a dangerous beast ready to attack.