deadly mantra

Chapter 349 More sad than sad

Leng Hongru's lips raised slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Ji Fanyin looked at him and suddenly laughed.

That laughter contained a hint of self-mockery, a hint of bitterness, a hint of sadness, and a hint of helplessness.

She stared at Leng Hongru's face for a long time without moving.

The beating candlelight reflected his cold face.

His long figure was dragged against the white wall by the light.

Ji Fanyin stared and watched, with a wry smile on her lips. Even if he was an ice pimple, after so many years, she should have covered him up.

But he was still as cold as ice. She could see him, but she could never see his heart.

Ji Fanyin smiled bitterly, looked away, and looked out at the darkness outside the window. After a while, he said slowly:
"Is it only in fantasy that I can get what I always want?

Aru, do you still remember? Have you forgotten that when I was three years old, my devil father praised me and said I was a martial arts genius?

A martial arts genius, Phantom Qimeng, how could I not know such a simple dream weaving technique?

I can do it too.

The night I learned the lesson, in my dream, I put on a red wedding dress and entrusted myself to you.

You held my hand and looked at me without saying a word, but your eyes told me that you liked me.

I knew that at that moment, it was the beginning of my sinking.

I also know that those are all illusions.

I used the dagger you gave me to cut my wedding dress, and also scratched yours.

I told myself, stop dreaming.

From that moment on, I never learned Phantom Dreams again.

I told myself that I would hear what I wanted to hear most when I was most awake. "

Beside him, the silence made Ji Fanyin's heart ache.

She turned her head, looked at Leng Hongru, and asked in a depressed voice:

"When you used Phantom Dream on me, what were you thinking?
Dreams come from the heart, illusions come from the heart.

Aru, why do you want to repeat what happened on the Lotus Festival?
Who do you want to replace?what you up to?
No matter what you want to do, what you want is what I want.

But why, only in fantasy, what you and I think can come true.

Why can't it be done when you're awake?
Who stopped you?Who's blocking you?
What is the obstacle between us?
What are you worried about?What do you want me to do?
You say, as long as you say it, whatever you say is good, and I believe everything you say.

I don't believe anyone, I only believe in you...A Ru.

But why...why do you have to use this little trust again and again..."

Leng Hongru's eyes were filled with sparkles. Just when Ji Fanyin thought he would say something, his eyes were condensed and as cold as autumn water. There was no trace of emotion on his indifferent face.

Ji Fanyin swayed slightly, barely able to stand still, and all the blood on his face faded in an instant, becoming as pale as paper.

After a moment, she raised her head, her eyes flashing with heat, almost going crazy.

She rushed to Leng Hongru's side, stretched out her hand, pinched his chin forcefully, possessed him, and went down.

He was motionless, like a cold statue, not evading or dodgeing, not reacting at all.

Ji Fanyin's eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger, and he bit hard!
He frowned slightly in pain, and the smell of blood spread between their lips.

Ji Fanyin felt a stinging pain in her heart. She let go of his chin, brushed her fingertips on his cheek, and reached behind his ears, about to deepen the pain.

His body swayed slightly.

Ji Fanyin's eyes were filled with joy. The moment she opened her eyes, a strong palm hit her abdomen.

Under the candlelight, a figure flew out like a dead leaf, and his back hit the wall hard. After Ji Fanyin barely stood still, a mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth.

Everything happened so suddenly.

The expression of joy was still fixed on Ji Fanyin's face, but her eyes were wide open in disbelief.

Leng Hongru's indifferent face finally showed an expression. He stood up hastily, stretched out his hand towards her, but his feet stopped in place.

The two looked at each other from a distance of several meters. "Do you hate contact with me so much?" Ji Fanyin stood up straight, holding on to the wall.

Leng Hongru's brows were knitted tightly together, as if he had encountered a difficult problem, and he whispered:

"You shouldn't."

Ji Fanyin growled in pain:

"Then what should I do!?"

Leng Hongru pursed his thin lips, remained silent for a long time, and whispered:

"You have a marriage."

Leng Hongru's eyes were cold and he continued without giving her a chance to speak:

"The day after tomorrow is your birthday. He will take the token and go to the top of the cloud to meet you."

"You... do you know what you are talking about..." Ji Fanyin's long eyelashes trembled violently, and she tried her best to suppress the despair emerging in her heart before she asked this sentence.

Leng Hongru spoke calmly and said:

"This was decided 14 years ago. The Demon Emperor asked me to find a suitable opportunity to tell you before you turn 14. On July 14th, on your [-]th birthday, that man will come back Marry you."

Ji Fanyin's face was as pale as paper. She leaned her back against the wall and barely managed to stand firm.

My fingers feel cold, which is even more heart-wrenching and despairing than when a cold syndrome occurs.

She heard her own voice, like it was coming from hell, cold and trembling:

"When...when did you know?"

Leng Hongru blinked his eyelashes and replied calmly:
"I knew it the first time I saw you."

Ji Fanyin's legs went weak and she couldn't help but fall to the ground, looking at him with empty eyes:
"You always knew..."

Leng Hongru's eyes darkened slightly, he was silent for a while, then nodded and answered:
"Yes."

The corners of Ji Fanyin's lips twitched, wanting to smile, but couldn't:

"Why don't I know?"

Leng Hongru raised his eyes, stared at Ji Fanyin's face, and said:

"The person who arranged this marriage made an agreement with the Demon Emperor that it would not be disclosed to the outside world until you reach the age of 14."

The unexpected marriage made Ji Fanyin laugh:

"Haha... So, 14 years ago, the Demon Father promised me to someone else, but I didn't know it. It turns out that I also want a marriage contract, and I also want... a fiancé?"

Leng Hongru hesitated for a long time and nodded:

"Yes."

Ji Fanyin blinked and swept away the water in his eyes. Looking at Leng Hongru's cold and determined face, he smiled sarcastically and said:
"You always knew?"

Leng Hongru nodded expressionlessly:

"Yes."

Ji Fanyin asked again:
"That person...the person the Demon Father betrothed me to, who is he?"

Leng Hongru frowned slightly and shook his head:

"I don't know."

Ji Fanyin's heart felt hot, and a sweet taste came out of her throat.

She swallowed hard and whispered hoarsely:
"What's his name?"

Leng Hongru still shook his head:
"I don't know."

Ji Fanyin took a deep breath:

"Does he look good?"

Leng Hongru still shook his head:
"I don't know."

Ji Fanyin clenched her fists unwillingly:
"How old is he? Where does he live? How did he marry me? Where will I live after I get married?"

(End of this chapter)