Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"looking at what?"

"..." She closed the brown paper subconsciously and turned her head, "Are you awake?"

The man, who wasn't even wearing a coat, was alone, his head resting on her shoulder.

His dark eyes stared at her with unclear emotions.

It was like he was staring at his cheating wife and caught her on the bed.

Her eyes flashed, and she felt inexplicably guilty under his gaze.

He coughed symbolically, hugged him, took him back to the house, and closed the door.

The cold wind was blocked outside the door, and the warm light in the room penetrated the paper windows and reflected the snow outside.

The deserted snow seemed to become warm and soft, like layers of cotton.

inside the house.

"It's nothing, it's just...a kid gave it to me, I don't know what it is."

She handed over the brown paper.

Although she could guess what it was, she had no intention of hiding it from him.

Just give it, very calmly.

Jiang Yan glanced at the brown paper and then stared at her, his mood seemed a little unstable.

"You want to leave?"

This seemed to be the reaction he really should have when she was about to leave.

He will be restless, flustered, furious, uncertain, like a madman.

This was the reaction he should have, instead of being so calm and without any expression like last night.

It's obviously wrong.

Such a contrast stunned her for a moment.

Then, she asked, "You don't want me to leave?"

Jiang Yan didn't say anything and threw the brown paper directly into the stove.

The fire in the stove was almost extinguished, leaving only a few sparks.

Now suddenly there was fuel, and I quickly became excited.

The small flame greedily devoured the piece of brown paper, turning it into ashes.

Wisps of white smoke came out, carrying the smell of burnt feathers.

The room was quiet, and Yun Si looked at him quietly.

He threw away the brown paper and turned around to hug it.

The hug was tight, a little out of control.

"Don't leave."

The force was so strong that it crushed her bones.

She hissed, "Jiang Yan."

He didn't respond, hunched over slightly and buried his head in her neck.

Like he was about to cry.

Really going to cry.

His shoulders trembled slightly.

"Don't leave, don't leave."

"..." She pushed him hard, "You... calm down and let go first."

Stay still, he can't listen.

The two ears are long, like decorations.

She was forced to stand on tiptoe, "...I won't leave, please calm down first."

Facing him, her temper was already very good, very good.

Never make a move, tolerate him, and try to communicate as much as possible.

I don't want to hurt him no matter what.

"Shall we talk?"

This time, his ears only heard three words - she won't leave.

No one else seemed to hear it.

He raised his head slightly, with the tip of his nose touching her. The bloodshot eyes were slightly floating, and he looked fragile.

"You're not leaving?"

"..." She sighed, "I won't leave."

She had to stay with him to feel at ease when he was like this.

These words were almost like magic medicine. He stopped talking, and his strength to hold her became weaker.

He lowered his head and leaned against her, his mood seemed to calm down.

The brown paper in the stove was still burning, and the flame was so strong that it erased all the contents on the paper.

It was pitch black and could no longer be seen clearly.

She glanced at him, feeling a little regretful, but she had to take his emotions into consideration.

Patiently, she obeyed his back, sounding good and angry.

"Let's talk first, okay?"

He was silent and didn't answer.

I don’t know what I’m thinking.

Yun Si lowered her head and asked, "Why don't you want me to leave?"