Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"..." The man whose clothes were torn again felt helpless and sighed silently.

He raised his hand and gently stroked his head like a puppy.

There was silence.

In the slightly dim prison, two people hugged each other.

The atmosphere is inexplicably harmonious and warm.

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…

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After calming down a certain unstable fish, he finally showed kindness and brought her new clothes.

Only then did she realize that this place seemed... already under his control.

The prison was closed, but he could come and go freely.

Supplies are even available for grabs.

He went out and brought new clothes and nutrient solution for humans to satisfy their hunger.

Without saying a word, he just sat on the edge of the bed and stared at her.

The look he stared at her was too intense and aggressive.

It's like he's staring at prey, but there's something slightly different about it.

Can't tell.

"..." Yun Si felt a little uncomfortable being looked at like this.

It always feels weird.

When it was time to change her clothes, she blushed a little and turned him away.

Have him face the wall.

But after a quick change, I discovered that at some point he had switched back again.

Staring straight at her, staring at her.

"..."

She coughed and raised her hand to block his hot and direct gaze.

She took the nutrient solution from his hand and pretended that nothing happened.

Fortunately, he can't speak, so he won't say any hooligan remarks.

He took her hand off, still staring at her, and sat closer to her.

Grab her hand and write on it.

Stroke by stroke.

you,

and,

I,

No,

one,

Sample.

He was still very new and seemed to have just learned it.

A few words were even written wrong.

There was not a single word wrong in the sentence she had asked her about before, as if she had practiced it many times.

Yun Si watched him write and then looked at him.

Smiling slightly.

"Of course it's different. You have a tail, but I don't."

He held her hand, lowered his head, and paused on his fingertips.

Then, keep writing.

you,

and,

I,

think,

elephant,

of,

No.

one.

Sample.

He wrote very slowly, sometimes realizing that he had made a mistake and erasing it a little irritably.

Wiping her palms, rewriting.

It's like a primary school student who has just learned to write and keeps making corrections with a pencil.

Always write until you are satisfied.

Yun Si sat next to him and watched patiently.

He held her arm and slowly rested his head on her shoulder.

With his eyebrows lowered, he would finish writing and draw a full stop.

Click a little to indicate that he has finished writing.

Yun Si slightly raised the corners of her lips and looked at him sideways.

"What's the difference?"

He was very quiet, raising his eyes silently, his blue, gem-like eyes fixed on her.

This time, he took the initiative to come over and lick her face.

The cold, wet and salty smell is the same as always.

She blinked.

His head rested on her shoulder again.

He lowered his eyelids and continued writing.

Stroke by stroke.

you,

right,

I,

good.

This time, there wasn’t a single typo.

Period falls, dot.

Said he had finished writing.

She was startled, he...

He seemed to have always known her tenderness and indulgence towards him.

It's just that I told her like this after my emotions calmed down.

Said he... knew she was good to him.

...So, did he think she would be bad to him?

She softened her eyes slightly and said, "Well, it's only good for you."

"In the future too."

His fingertips paused, and the ends of his hair fell down, casting a shadow.

It obscured his expression and made it difficult to see clearly.