Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Yun Si's movements paused, "I..."

"Then I don't like you either!"

Suddenly, he pushed her away with great force, and his body lost his support and fell to the ground in an instant.

It was heavy, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

"I don't like you either."

"You are the one I hate the most..."

He spoke softly and, at the end, loudly.

As if yelling at her.

"...You are a bad woman! I hate you!"

"..." Yun Si stood there and stopped for a moment while trying to reach out to help him.

Looked at him and said nothing.

The air seemed to have condensed.

It condensed into ice and was too cold.

After he yelled at her, he lowered his head.

As if he had done the action a thousand times, he sat there and slowly hugged his legs.

Huddle up and bury your head.

The voice was low and muffled, and seemed to be faintly choked.

"I hate you the most...bad woman!"

"I don't like you... I don't like you..."

"Bad woman..."

In the excessively silent room, his voice was very clear, with his voice hidden and choked.

It's like trying to hide something, but it can't hide anything at all.

Instead, people could only hear his grievance.

It's a huge grievance, so grievance that it almost bubbles.

He was very tall, but when he huddled there, he looked like an insecure child.

Lonely, depressed, pitiful.

Almost everything is exposed to the bright light and can be seen at a glance.

It's heartwarming.

Yun Si stood there, looking down at him.

Haven't spoken for a long time.

It was dark outside the window, and there was a warm and refreshing wind blowing. She took a look.

It seemed like a sigh fell with the wind.

Sigh softly.

Withdrawing her gaze, she squatted down.

I squatted in front of the man with his head buried in his arms and watched for a while.

He reached out and gently touched his head.

Just like you did to him when you first met, very gently, with loving tenderness.

"Jiang Wen."

The feverish boy buried his head, said nothing, and ignored her.

Just buried in the crook of his arms, sniffing, his nose still a little blocked.

It was as if he was having a temper tantrum.

Getting angry out of grievance.

It's frustrating.

Yun Si's eyes fell on him quietly and she stretched out her hand.

She gently grabbed his hand and shook it.

Move closer to him.

"Jiang Wen, be obedient and let's go to bed, okay?"

He still didn't speak, sniffing.

Her hair, which was already slightly curly, was so fluffy, with a few strands even standing on end.

It looks duller and softer, and I'm totally pissed off.

No deterrent at all.

Yun Si looked at it and wanted to laugh inexplicably.

"Jiang Wen."

"..."

"Do you really hate me that much?"

"..."

"Really don't want to see me?"

"..."

"Then...I'll go and you can go to bed by yourself?"

"..."

She nodded and was about to get up.

The next second, her hand on his head was grabbed.

Hold on tight and won't let go.

He still buried his head, said nothing, and sniffed.

The movements were extremely awkward.

It's all duplicity.

Yun Si paused in getting up.

When her hand was grabbed, she looked at it and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Turn your face sideways, slightly blocking the upward curve at the corners of your lips.

After all, she knew that in this situation, she couldn't laugh out loud.

Otherwise, I am afraid that someone who has a bad temper will become angry.

She covered her lips, coughed slightly, suppressed her smile, and looked at him.

"Then I won't leave and you just go to bed, okay?"