deadly mantra

Chapter 441

afternoon.

Feng Xiaoyao stood in front of the door, turned around twice with some hesitation, and knocked on the door.

It was quiet inside, as if no one was there.

Feng Xiaoyao walked aside, put her head into the half-open window, and looked inside. She couldn't help being surprised.

Shui Qingchen stood in front of a row of tall bookshelves, his hands hanging in the air. He didn't know whether he wanted to pick up a book to read or just put the book back. He stood half sideways, looking like he had lost his soul.

Feng Xiaoyao instantly remembered that she had seen a scene very similar to this one when she was at home.

Burning light poured into the room, and the man's face became more clear-cut in the halo. His eyes fell on one spot without focus, and he stood there quietly, as if he was getting further and further away from the world.

Feng Xiaoyao couldn't help but frown, and shook his head quickly, forcing himself not to recall it before disgust came over him.

"Boom-"

"Ouch—"

Feng Xiaoyao's head hit the window coffin, and she immediately shrank back in pain.

Hearing the collision and Feng Xiaoyao's cry, Shui Qingchen's long eyelashes trembled slightly and turned to look towards the window sill.

no one.

Choosing a book from the bookshelf that the little guy had just collected, Shui Qingchen walked out of the room, looked to the left, and asked:

"Brother Feng, are you okay?"

Feng Xiaoyao grimaced in pain, forced a smile, and strode over:
"No, it's okay...my head is strong."

Shui Qingchen smiled and shook his head:

"What nonsense."

Feng Xiaoyao smiled and followed Shui Qingchen to the tree in the courtyard. The two of them each lay on a rocking chair, and there was an empty rocking chair in the middle. Ji Fanyin's position was at that time.

"Where's the crazy girl?" Feng Xiaoyao asked, with caution in her eyes.

Shui Qingchen seemed to understand his worries and replied:
"I'm going out, I won't go back until night." Feng Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, worried about being misunderstood, and hurriedly explained:
"I don't have any other intention. I'm just worried that the crazy girl will hold a grudge and cause trouble for Brother Shao."

Water clear dust:
"I know."

Feng Xiaoyao smiled sheepishly:

"Brother Qingchen, don't be angry. I didn't mean to speak ill of the crazy girl behind her back."

"The little guy does love to hold grudges, so what you said is true and does not count as speaking ill of her behind her back." Shui Qingchen smiled lightly: "And, Brother Feng, you don't have to worry, the little guy has already lost his feelings for Shao Xiaojian. I’m interested and won’t cause trouble for him again.”

Feng Xiaoyao showed a strange expression and said guiltily:
"Let me declare first that I trust you unconditionally, Brother Qingchen. It's just...well, it's really hard for me to believe that crazy girl. Brother Qingchen, don't forget, I just had a small affair with her at the beginning. Just kidding, she could kick me off the stairs and almost kill me several times."

Shui Qingchen stopped turning pages for a moment, raised his head, met Feng Xiaoyao's eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then said warmly:
"Then, if I try another way, can you accept it?"

Feng Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment.

In what way? ?

What do you mean?
Shui Qingchen replied:
"The little guy won't waste his time on people who are no longer important."

Feng Xiaoyao choked:

"..."

This...he seemed to be able to accept this explanation.

Feng Xiaoyao raised her eyebrows slightly and grinned:

"I can rest assured that."

Shui Qingchen continued to read.

Feng Xiaoyao lay down on the rocking chair. After being quiet for a while, he propped up his upper body with his elbows on the armrests and couldn't help but ask:

"Brother Qingchen, are you worried about something in the house just now? I knocked on the door several times, but you didn't hear it."

(End of this chapter)