Chapter 7 For the sake of love, swear

The flash in the pan of warmth is always only temporary. I only regard it as a comfort when I am bored. After returning to reality, I still have to face what I should face. If I insist on what I insist on, I can come out. Why are you desperate to be deeply involved in it?

Is it selfish? Yes. So, please let go.

--Xi Xinmiao

Come out? Are you sure you can get out?

-The water is cold

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Sunset Garden Bamboo Forest.

The two people in the forest stood quietly opposite each other. The snow had stopped, the wind had stopped, and there might be sunshine, but the dense towering bamboo forest covered it. It's still cold here!

The quiet coldness is so cold that people want to hold their shoulders tightly and dispel the coldness of this week.

"Why are you hiding from me all the time?" Shui Qian's cold tone was downplayed, but there was a hint of severity in her eyes. He did not allow her to retreat.

"We are not suitable."

"Isn't it appropriate?" He laughed as if he heard a joke and said, "What's wrong?"

"It's not suitable anywhere."

Xi Xin's eyes gently jumped as if he had recovered. The suppressed anger of the man in front of him had completely lost the previous indifference. At this moment, the cold water is dangerous like a lion that can break out at any time.

Xi Xinmiao's eyes are slightly dark: Every time he talks about these topics, he seems to be a different person, manic and restless. Now he has been depressed enough.

"You know my origin very well. I told you a long time ago that there is no result between us. Why don't you try to let go?"

Her shoulders were tightly fixed, and her strength made her a little painful. Xi Xinmiao frowned slightly and then stretched out. Does it hurt? Let's hurt together.

"Gone go?! How dare you tell me to let go? I thought I said it clearly enough. I thought I understood it clearly enough. What on earth are you pretending to be stupid? Or have you taken all my warnings as the wind in your ear, Aqiong, you should know that some things start with you, but you can't end them.

He laughed angrily, with a deep cold anger in his eyes. This expression was not suitable for his ordinary warm and indifferent face. His strength and his domineeringness were finally forced out by her.

She didn't care what the heart was about, but her hand was tightly clasped, but she just pretended to be calm and stared at him indifferently. He was so deep that he was about to swallow the blue, even if he was rolling the waves, but that little thoroughness and insight still made her not dare to look again.

"How about from different worlds? What if we can't stay together? I just want to ask you, do you have even a trace of touch? She took a deep breath and tried to suppress the rolling in her heart. She could always easily provoke his emotions.

He forced her to look at him. He asked her to look into his eyes and answer, and answer to his heart.

She looked at him for a long time, and the sudden cold wind suddenly stirred up and sobered her up.

"There is no--there is." Word by word, resolutely, she turned her head to one side.

It's just that why did she suddenly feel that she didn't feel cold at all? Is it because the temperature of the heart suddenly drops?

Cold-hearted? Hers or his?

"What is everything that happened in the cave? At that time, we were facing each other day and night, and we---"

He wanted to say more, but was interrupted by Xi Xinmiao's words, "It doesn't count."

"What doesn't count?" He almost gritted his teeth and repeated what she said. He suddenly smiled and slowly looked at Xi Xinmiao. The deep blue in his eyes reflected a dangerous message, extending from a corner of his eyes to the whole pupil. Xi Xinmao trembled for no reason. Such a man actually made her a little afraid.

"What do you think is called 'no matter'?" Shui Yihan's suddenly slowed down in tone did not make Xi Xinmiao feel relaxed at all. Instead, she was even more depressed. With a little carelessness, she was afraid that he would lead her to eternal disaster. He smiled at her, and the lotus-like noble out of the dust was mixed with evil, and she was intuitively uneasy.

"Aren't you tired? Obviously, you have feelings. Obviously, you are touched. Your heart has given a response. Why do you pretend not to care? Or do you think it's very successful to be a decisive actor? Obviously, you are deeply immersed in the mud, but you are still lying that you have already appeared in the play. You have forgotten that you are already a person who can't extricate yourself!"

He said quietly, but he didn't know that every word was like a slap on her face, and the disguised coats were transparent, ridiculous, and useless work of dying struggle in his eyes.

These words will make her hurt, will make her bloody, but does it hurt him? Does he have it to the bone?

Shui Yihan didn't seem to feel the woman's body suddenly trembling. He looked at the white face, but it was not as painful as his heart. He still said to himself, "Aqiong, aren't you tired? What are you afraid of, what are you resisting, and what are you not sure about?

He sneered, and his voice was so low that he was afraid to scare her, releasing it in her auricle. His warm lips sometimes rubbed her ear beads, causing her to tremble.

"You know, I've never dared to say that word. I'm afraid that once I say the word 'tired', it means that the chase between us is over. I won't let you do whatever you want anymore. Your wings will eventually be broken by me," he paused slightly. "Under my confinement, forever."

The atrium suddenly tightened, and the heartbeat seemed to suddenly stagnate when he heard those two words. Xi Xinxuan only felt cool, sour and shocked.

The man who has returned to a gentle and elegant man in front of her has only one feeling: fear.

She was afraid of his words, and his declaration of threatening, intimidation and blood oath was beyond what she could bear in the past. She would rather he roar at her angrily to vent her dissatisfaction, but she couldn't figure it out when he settled down like this.

Xi Xinmiao can't tell what to do now. She can't figure out her current emotions.

She knew what he said, and she never underestimated him. This kind of him is the real him, she knows, but is it because he has been spoiled by him for too long? Or has she made it a habit to hurt him, reject him, and deny him?

How did it become like this between them? Is everything caused by her?

"You won't." Xi Xinmiao restrained his mind, twisted his eyebrows, broke away from his imprisoned hand, raised his eyes, and stared at the cold water.

If you love, it won't hurt. To him, she believes in this creed. Although, she doesn't believe in love.

It seemed that looking at the affirmation in the black pupils of the heart, Shui Yanhan stretched out his hand to cover the woman's thin face, rubbed it, and the complexity in his eyes emerged one by one and became firm.

"No, I will."

When love can't beg for it, when love tortures him without even a trace of self-pity, leaving only humbleness and can't ask for the eyes of the person he loves, love becomes a kind of harm. Although, he was extremely reluctant to do so.

But if he can keep her by his side, even if he hates it, he will bear it. At least, she is still with him, isn't she?