I have a deep love for Zhenjun

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Perhaps Fu Qing is my destined nemesis, as long as I face him, I will always be helpless.

I sighed softly, raised my hand, and patted his back.

The anger just now had dissipated completely, leaving only endless worries: "Are you... all right?"

Fu Qing stood silently, let me comfort me obediently, and after I stopped moving, he urged softly: "What else?"

I paused and hesitated to speak: "What else should I have?"

Fu Qing's voice was very soft: "Hold me."

I almost suspected that there was something wrong with my ears: "Are you asking me to hug you?"

Fu Qing has always been thin-skinned, although he is holding an indifferent and solemn posture, he can't stand a few jokes from others.Right now, he might be irritated by my knowingly asking, so he simply stopped talking, and his body trembled slightly.

I fought against heaven and man in my heart several times, but I finally took him into my arms and asked, "True Monarch? What else do you want me to do?"

Fu Qing slowly raised his hand and embraced me into his arms.

I was caught off guard by this unexpected move.When the consciousness came to him, his heart beat like a drum, and every time he beat it, he became faster.

"Thousands of years late..."

Fu Qing whispered: "As early as that rainy night of the Crown God Clan, I wanted to hug you like this."

What rainy night?I was dazed, and I just felt that every word he said now was very obscure to me.

"I didn't want you to see my powerless appearance. It's really unsightly." Fu Qing paused for a while, as if laughing at himself, "It's a pity that things backfired. The only two times, I actually taught you to see it. "

twice?

I counted with my fingers, if it counts as one time from the fire state, the other time, could it be the rainy night he mentioned?

Rain... night?

Just by thinking about it, countless pains swept over.There seemed to be many fragments flashing in my mind, but they were like fine quicksand, no matter how I grabbed them, they would just slip through my fingers one by one, and I couldn't see them.

"It is said that things in the world are not perfect, people who can't ask for it, but those who fall into a dream can always get what they want. But I don't want you to go, but you keep moving forward and never look back."

Fu Qing hugged me tighter.

"If you are willing to look back at me, you will know that there will be no more coaxing person than me in the world."

"Those sweet words, I clearly know they are false, and I clearly warn myself not to be bewitched by you, but I still can't help it... I want to hear more from you."

I was slightly moved, and put all the previous thoughts behind me, as if to confirm his intentions, I asked softly: "Zhenjun... Are you talking about love with me?"

"It's not love, it's the truth."

"Since you like me, why do you hide it in your heart and never tell me?"

If what Fu Qing said is true, then in the past ten years, he and I have really gone around a lot.I thought he had a hard heart and never had a heart for me, but he thought I was lying, so he didn't dare to entrust my sincerity completely.

Thinking about it carefully, it was indeed absurd, but I couldn't laugh, I could only gently complain: "If you don't tell me, how would I know?"

"What's on my mind, you don't care."

"What if I care?"

Fu Qing was silent for a while: "Will there be such a good dream?"

My heart was sore and swollen, and it hurt like it was tightened.It was precisely because of this pain that I was inexplicably anxious.

—I want to see his face, right now, right now.

Thinking of this, I broke free from Fu Qing's arms, held his face with both hands, and stared at him for a moment: "Tell me about you, I really want to know."

Fu Qing avoided my gaze, and said in a steady voice, "In Langfeng Palace, a thousand years is like a day. I myself find it boring, and you don't want to hear it either."

"I've never been bored with your affairs." I said sincerely, "And your chest injury, can you tell me all of them? Zhenjun, I want to know more about you."

When it comes to scars, Fu Qing categorically refuses: "Don't talk about it."

In the past, when I heard Fu Qing's tone, I would definitely shut up.But today is different.I knew in my heart that no matter how ignorant and reckless I was, he would not have the heart to punish me.

I moved my hand down Fu Qing's neck and landed on the hem of his shirt, making a gesture to tear it apart, coaxing softly: "If you can't say it, then let me take another look?"

Fu Qing held down my restless hand, and tightly shackled it in one place.

He raised his eyes suddenly, his light gray eyes were as calm as water, looking at me lightly, without any waves.

"Here...only for people who like me to see."

I startled slightly.

His expression seemed impeccable and very calm, but his tone was a little uneasy, so I understood.

Rather than saying that he is rejecting me, it is better to say that he is carefully testing me.

Fu Qing is used to this, he can't learn to be honest, and he can't directly point out what he wants, he always goes around in a big circle, and then throws all the questions back to me in his own way.

But what he longed for from the beginning to the end...is nothing but a positive response from me, nothing more.