deadly mantra

679 This is not funny at all

The warm sunshine fell on Leng Yanwen's shoulders and back, and he remained silent without speaking.

After a while, after the wound was bandaged, he slowly raised his head, his dark peach eyes met Ji Fanyin's inquiring gaze, and he suddenly smiled.

That smile was very gentle, just like the white clouds floating in the sky. It was soft, but it was hard for people to reach out and grasp it.

This feeling made Ji Fanyin's heart tighten instantly.

"This is not funny at all." Leng Yanwen continued with a smile: "If this is a funny thing, then if you are influenced by me and deceived by me, won't you live like a joke?"

Ji Fanyin stared at him stiffly, unable to believe what her ears heard.Did he admit it?
Leng Yanwen said with a deep smile in his eyes:

"Surprised that I would admit it? Xiao Yinyin, if you are willing to put down your hatred for me and carefully recall our past, you will find that the lies between us are increasing day by day. From this point of view, I have never betrayed you."

His unreasonable words made Ji Fanyin's face darken:
"What does this mean?"

Leng Yanwen said:

"I'm not the only one who lied to you. However, I was influenced by you and was the first to show my flaws. That's why I fell into their trap and staged the drama of betrayal in front of you."

Ji Fanyin clenched her fist tightly and said forcefully:

"Who...are they referring to?"

Leng Yanwen looked directly at her, still smiling:

"My answer is the same as it was then, I can't say."

Ji Fanyin had a sneer on her lips:

"A guy who is afraid of death."

Leng Yanwen raised his eyebrows slightly:
"You are not afraid?"

Without waiting for her answer, he smiled and said:
"If I die, will you feel sad?" Ji Fanyin looked at him gloomily:
"If you want to die, you can only die in my hands."

Hearing the sound, Leng Yanwen was slightly startled, and his heartstrings were plucked hard by something.

She threatened him, and he was excited about it.

This reaction was extremely abnormal, but he couldn't control it and allowed this feeling to spread in his heart.

"Xiao Yinyin, do you know? In these years, every time my fingertips are about to touch death, I ask myself, will you know that I am dead? Will you feel sad about it? I miss you. , and I’m afraid you’re not sad enough. Every time I think about this, no matter how difficult it is, I can persevere.”

Ji Fanyin looked calm and asked instead:

"I'll be sad. You can just rest in peace?"

Leng Yanwen was stunned again, then smiled again, still very happily:
"Xiao Yinyin, Xiao Yinyin, as expected, only you can make me so happy."

He stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes, and said:

"Xiao Yinyin, I know that you have many questions in your mind. For the sake of making me laugh, you can pick one and ask me. I promise that I will answer you honestly."

Once bitten by a snake and afraid of well ropes for ten years, Ji Fanyin simply didn't believe that he was still honest and asked:
"Who are you referring to by 'them' you just mentioned?"

Leng Yanwen laughed:
"You know, I have to live. I can't answer this question for you. Ask another question."

Ji Fanyin would never deliberately restrain her bad behavior in front of him, so she gave him a sarcastic smile and said directly:

"Leng Yanwen, apart from the questions you can't answer, what other value do you think you have for me?"

Leng Yanwen seemed to have been accustomed to her vicious words, and said with a smile:
"Yes, for example, why did I choose two low-level swordsmen to attack you? Or, for example, what have I been busy with recently, and why am I so tired?"

He blinked and looked at her expectantly.

As if hinting to her, ask the second question~
(End of this chapter)