Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

His tapping fingertips paused for a moment.

Then, his eyes fell on the small and beautiful Bana flower.

It seemed to be inspired and wanted to float over.

only……

It's just that it's no longer needed.

She opened the door.

The flower of the other shore disappears.

It turned into a beautiful and clear red light, surrounding her body twice.

Then disappear.

mission accomplished.

She appeared, in just a few minutes.

Wearing a sweatshirt, jeans, and a bun.

She looks very young even though she is bare-faced.

I haven't come out yet, I just opened a crack.

I wanted to take a look at the situation, but I didn't want to meet his eyes.

She was stunned.

he……

His eyes were dark and extremely calm.

"..."

Yun Si's first reaction was that he was okay?

The second reaction was, did he lie to her? ?

The third reaction is, why is he here?

And how should she explain it now?

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, and her movements were fixed there, looking at him.

Looking at each other.

I don’t know who messed up who.

"..." She grasped the door handle slightly, and was about to think about whether to go back.

When he was about to close the door, his plain voice came, low and slow.

Without emotion.

"Talk?"

Her original movement to escape stopped.

Then, his eyes flashed.

No sound was made.

I don't know what to say.

He doesn't recognize her now and doesn't remember his past with her.

Therefore, she could only get along with him as a stranger.

Although, this change made her a little uncomfortable.

She let go of the doorknob and put her hands behind her back.

Look at him, waiting for him to continue.

By the way, I was thinking about how to explain how I suddenly came here.

He looked at her with calm and cold eyes, "Sit."

"..." She looked at the position of the sofa.

He hesitated for a moment, and then found a position farthest away from him.

Sit down and watch him.

"You..." What do you want to talk about?

"You are a demon."

His calm tone sounded like he was saying that the weather was very good today.

Her voice got stuck.

His eyes flashed slightly.

Sure enough, I knew I couldn't hide this matter.

Otherwise, the situation at this moment cannot be explained.

She pursed her lips and lowered her head.

"Why is it a demon? What if it is a fairy..."

Although it was true that she was a demon, why did he recognize her as a demon at a glance?

She also knows magic. Could it be that she looks so evil? Like a monster?

This sentence was originally just her own somewhat depressed murmur.

But unexpectedly, he seemed to hear it.

He stood up calmly, picked up the water glass on the coffee table, and took a sip.

His eyes are pale.

"There is a difference between fairies and monsters."

A light sentence.

It's a difference, not a gap.

It means there are differences, not high or low.

It's just that she didn't understand it, it was equivalent to this sentence hitting her heart directly.

He looked up instantly, his beautiful peach blossom eyes turned cold.

"What do you mean?"

Does it mean that immortals are more refined, more noble, and more worthy of being looked up to?

He lowered his eyes and poured water slowly.

Then, get up.

The water glass was handed to her.

During the movement, there was a faint shadow of Awen.

Very much like Awen.

Taking care of people is always about the little details.

"..." She didn't answer.

I didn't even feel like talking to him anymore.

She didn't care about her origin as a demon, but she was particularly concerned about his views on demons.

He looked down on the demon and looked down on her.

In that case——