Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 324 Who Does She Love?

As the night deepens, outside the cave, moon lanterns hang high in the sky.

Xie Fu lay on the bed alone, unable to sleep. The wooden bed was covered with hemp mats, but he felt a little chill.

Time flies, day after day, I don't realize that it's winter and it's cold.

There was a wooden bed not far from him. The hemp mat on the bed was thicker and more delicate, and there was even a hemp pillow filled with hay.

This bed was specially prepared by Xie Fu for Duanmu Ci, but she never slept on it.

Do not!She didn't even sit on it.

Xie Fu looked at the empty bed by the light of the moon, and murmured: "I just feel sorry for you. It's cold outside. Wouldn't it be cold for you to sleep on the rock?"

Sometimes, Xie Fu just wanted to express his concern, but he didn't dare to express it, and Duanmu Ci had also shown a particularly indifferent attitude over the past year.

She doesn't know how to chat with Xie Fu, and gradually Xie Fu can't find anything to talk to her about.

Sometimes, Xie Fu felt that she was just someone he knew, and that she was just a servant hired for money.

Counting carefully, she only said five sentences to herself today.

Fu Er, it's time to eat.

Fu Er, what are you doing.

……

He was a great man, a great man, a very manly man.

Xie Fu recalled her voice, recalled her demeanor when she said every word.

Master Xie thought about it, and suddenly his expression moved. When Master Duanmuci said the last sentence, his eyes showed a strange look, as if there was a special kind of admiration and yearning.

Even Xie Fu vaguely felt that at that moment she showed a bit of a woman's mood in the world.

Compared with her indifference and indifference, what a huge contrast this is.

why?
Why do you look like this when you mention someone who hurt you?

Shouldn't it be full of hate?
Xie Fu walked out of the cave, looked at the crescent moon in the sky at the entrance of the cave, and walked forward.

In fact, Xie Fu knew that Duanmu Ci seemed to have a hidden illness. At certain times of the day, she showed no true spirit, just like an ordinary person. During these time periods, when Xie Fu approached her, Duanmu Ci always showed no signs of Unaware.

And at certain special times, when he was far away from her, Duanmu Ci keenly knew that he was coming.

Xie Fu was clear in his heart, but he never said or asked, and never showed any difference.

Probably in his mind, even if Master Duanmu Ci is an ordinary person, he is still a person full of respect in his heart.

Xie Fu walked towards the top of the mountain, feeling very uneasy, he was afraid that Duanmuci would misunderstand him for something wrong, but he just wanted to look at her from a distance.

He even thought about what he would say when Duanmuci found out, Master Duanmuci, the weather is cold, I just came to see if you were frozen.

On the top of the mountain, the mountain wind is cool and cold, and everything is lonely.

When Xie Fu was more than twenty feet away from Duanmuci, he stopped. In order to see farther and more clearly, he jumped up to the top of the tree and looked towards the flattened rock.

Duanmu Ci was still asleep, she was sitting cross-legged on the stone bed motionless, her body was so quiet, like a lone cloud coming out of the mountains, she had nothing to do with whether she would go or stay.

The bright moon hangs in the sky, and the moonlight is slowly pouring on her body, squelching and noise are irrelevant.

With a stone bed and a piece of heaven and earth, she can be peaceful and peaceful, regardless of the warmth and coldness of this human being, the joys and sorrows of dust.

Xie Fu felt that she was getting farther and farther away from him, and he longed to get close to her. Under the cover of night, he jumped onto another tree and got closer to her.

As he promised in his heart, he just wanted to look at her from a distance, not to disturb her, not to make her angry.

Duanmu Ci was not motionless, she was making subtle movements with her hands on her chest.

Her figure was too quiet, so looking at it from a distance just now, it gave people the illusion of sniffing the clouds and sleeping on the moon.

Xie Fu was very curious about what she was doing, so he jumped to the next tree, a few feet closer to Duanmuci.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, there was a faint golden light flickering on her chest, like candlelight in the dark night.

Xie Fu knew that it was the golden light of Duanmuci's weapon, and she seemed to be carving something with the weapon.

Xie Fu wanted to know what she was carving, afraid of alarming her, he didn't dare to jump to the next tree, but approached her step by step under the cover of night.

Finally, at a distance of seven or eight feet, Xie Fu saw clearly that she was carving with a stone in her hand. The stone was shattered like tofu in front of the extremely sharp golden light, and the stone chips fell quickly, and it was already on her lap. It accumulates a thick layer, like a layer of snowflakes on the ocean.

Duanmu Ci was engrossed in it, and there seemed to be a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth.

This surprised Xie Fu, because in his impression, Duanmu Ci was someone who was not interested in anything, and she didn't seem to have any hobbies.

If it had to be, it would probably be growing vegetables, and the squirming joy when she harvested the fruit for the first time.

In addition, Xie Fu can rarely capture such an expression from her plain face, sometimes even if she smiles, what Xie Fu can feel is the indifference that is thousands of miles away.

It turns out that Master Duanmuci still has this hobby, carving.

I am also good at it, and I will have common topics in the future, so I can use this to exchange ideas.

Slowly, Xie Fu saw the prototype of Duanmuci's sculpture, which seemed to be carving a stone statue.

From the clothes and topknot of the stone statue, Xie Fu can tell that the sculpture is a man.

man!

Xie Fu's heart trembled, who is it?Or just sculpting casually.

Xie Fu was full of curiosity and watched quietly.

Time passed silently, she finally stopped, took back the golden light, and gently wiped off the remaining stone debris on the stone statue with her fingers, the head of the stone statue, the face of the stone statue, the chest of the stone statue, the back of the stone statue...

That gentle movement seemed to caress a living person.

Do not!It seemed to be stroking her lover, the fingers were so soft like snowflakes falling from the air, covering them gently.

She stared at the stone statue with a strange brilliance in her eyes, Xie Fu seemed to have captured this kind of tenderness from her flashing face today when she said that sentence.

He was a great man, a great man, a very manly man.

Is she sculpting the person she loves deeply?

As soon as Xie Fu thought about it, she suddenly saw Duanmu Ci approaching the stone statue to her face, she closed her eyes, and kissed the forehead of the stone statue lightly with her lips.

Immediately afterwards, she lightly kissed both cheeks of the stone statue.

Recently, she felt a little ashamed and lightly stamped her red lips on the lips of the stone statue.

Xie Fu was very sure that the place where she kissed was the lips of the stone statue. With her lips, that holy and inviolable part that Xie Fu dared not touch with his fingers.

Her red lips, the place where Xie Fu lingers in his dreams, the place where he fantasizes about the softness and taste of kissing countless times day and night.

This honor was taken away by a stone statue, which made Xie Fu feel that he was so humble, not even a stone statue.

It's been a long time without separation. If she didn't kiss a stone statue, it must be a deep kiss.

A voice boomed in Xie Fu's mind - I will never love you!

He still remembers the incomparably determined expression on Duanmu Ci's face when he said this, and he still remembers the heart that was pierced at that moment.

At this moment, Xie Fu seemed to feel that Duanmu Ci loved someone deeply in her heart, and she only loved this person, and there was no room for others in her heart.

His heart was trembling, and he looked at it with a trace of luck. He hoped that everything was just his random guess.

But what he saw was Duanmu Ci holding the stone statue in his arms, lying down gently, as if falling asleep with his lover in his arms.

On the lonely mountain top, on the cold stone bed, this stone statue seems to be enough to warm her, so that she does not feel lonely.

Xie Fu lost all thoughts and felt that he had lost her. No matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to touch her heart.

In front of the man she loved deeply, he was a humble and pitiful loser.

Do not!He doesn't even have the qualifications to challenge.

Xie Fu left in a daze, he was afraid that if he stayed for a while longer, he would cry like a cowardly man.

He didn't know how he walked back to the cave, and fell on the bed, feeling that it was meaningless to live in this world.

What is he pursuing in life? If there was a sliver of expectation and a sliver of waiting before, then now he has nothing to wait for, and he has nothing to look forward to.

The mind can't suppress the chaos of thoughts.

Suddenly he was full of jealousy, full of hatred, jealous of that man, hating that man, if I kill him, will you give up, Master Duanmuci, will you waste your time looking at me a few more times.

Will you be able to feel my love for you, will a little space be squeezed out of your originally filled atrium, and let me get in.

Duanmu Ci's tender and tender face appeared in his mind just now, if I kill him, you will be heartbroken.

How could I make you so sad for even the slightest chance of getting you.

does he love youDoes he love you?
He must love you very much, he must love you very much,

Otherwise you wouldn't love him so much.

But why did he hurt you, stabbing such a deep sword in your back.

I love you too, and I love you too, but even if I die, I will never hurt you.

In this way, Xie Fu spent the night in the torment...

The dawn slanted into the cave, and Xie Fu suddenly didn't notice the dawn. He was as motionless as a dead man, his eyes were empty.

A cold voice came: "Why don't you get up and practice."

Xie Fu should or should not, what kind of kung fu should he practice.

Some quick footsteps came from far to near, Duanmu Ci came to the bed, looked at Xie Fu who was lazily hiding on the bed, and said coldly: "Don't you want to practice?"

"Yes! I don't want to practice!"

"What did you say!"

Duanmu Ci's voice was cold and angry, Xie Fu's words touched her scales.

"What is the purpose of my practice, and what's the point?"

Xie Fu roared loudly, turned around suddenly, and looked at Duanmu Ci, her expression was ruthless and cold, and her eyes turned into thousands of ice picks piercing his heart, Xie Fu felt sad, but forced a smile .

The moment Duanmu Ci saw Xie Fu, he was surprised: "What's wrong with you? You have such an ugly expression?"

"I'm fine." Xie Fu responded indifferently.

Duanmu Ci sat down beside him, with a puzzled expression on his face, he said: "Sick? It shouldn't be, is there something wrong with practicing?"

(End of this chapter)