When Feng Rugu returned to his residence empty-handed, Chang Boning was standing on a small stool in the yard, holding a small silver scissor to cut grapes.

He was so sad that he couldn't take a nap after tossing and turning, so he simply stood up. Seeing that Feng Ruru had already eaten all the newly picked grapes, he cut off a bunch of grapes and soaked them in cold water for him to use.

Under the sunshine, the grapes soaked in the water are like a husk of pearls, shining brightly.

Seeing that Feng Rugu suddenly came back and had empty hands, Chang Boning took out a handkerchief to clean his hands and said curiously: "What's wrong? What about that box?"

Feng Rugu sat down on the recliner and set up a fan to protect himself: "I have returned it to him."

Chang Boning suddenly felt unspeakable joy in his heart: "Why? Don't you like it?"

Feng Rugu smiled bitterly: "...I seem to like it too much."

...

Just like practicing sword in the yard.

The courtyard is quiet and the open space is large. Occasionally, willow branches rise due to the wind. If you get a little entangled with the sword tip, you will continue to flow into the wind.

All living beings are compassionate to all living beings. They cut stones and jade at the tip of a sword. When they encounter willow leaves, they will be separated and transformed into pieces, and they will disappear invisibly.

"Uncle Master." Hai Jing walked out, with a confused look in his eyebrows, holding something in his hand, "This is placed in front of our yard."

Just as if you put away your sword, the high horse's tail was tied up and flowed like a clear cloud. The slightly sweaty face was still as cold as ever, as if no change would make the ice melt in the slightest.

However, the next second, when I saw what was in Qing Haijing's hand, a small gap was slightly cracked.

Hai Jing said: "Uncle Master, today I took care of the items in the inn and found this item in the houses of Duanrong Jun and Yun Zhongjun. I thought it should be the items of the two kings, and Yun Zhongjun accepted them, why did I send them back to us?"

If you look at the box and find that the comb is still there, there is no change when I send it out, and I can't help but be surprised.

dislike?

Hai Jingpo couldn't find his mind: "Is it because I took it wrong? What should I do here?"

Ruyi took the box and said, "I sent it to you. Maybe it's not his eyes."

"Is this my uncle given to you?" Hai Jing's eyes lit up, "When did the uncle be so kind to Yun Zhongjun?"

Ruyi: "How can I talk about being close to him? This is just--"

He looked at the comb box in his hand and his voice lowered slightly: "...it was just an accident."

...If I were really close to him, how could I not know what he liked?

Haijing gave him an idea: "Yun Zhongjun sent it back intact, not necessarily because he didn't want to accept it, maybe he hoped that he would give it to him personally."

Ruyi glanced at Hai Jing: "Why do I need to please him like this?"

Hai Jing was about to say something again, but saw Ru walking out.

But Haijing asked again, and Ruyi said, "I'll throw it away."

Haijing: “…oh.”

He didn't want to ask this.

When he changed into a dry dress, he came with a box and was about to enter the small courtyard where Feng Rugu and Chang Boning lived, he heard the whispers in the courtyard and couldn't help but stop.

At this moment, Chang Boning in the courtyard was full of lingering feelings.

He knew that his junior brother had always been bold, but never expected that he would be so bold.

He can speak without hesitation about emotional matters that ordinary people cannot express.

When Chuchu heard Feng Rugu say the word "like" in a blunt manner, Chang Boning's heart seemed to be squeezed hard by one hand. Chuchu didn't feel any pain. After Feng Rugu analyzed his throbbing just now, the pain came slowly, and he realized that he was at a loss.

Chang Boning's hand could lift a thousand-pound sword. He had cut off the head of the evil dragon in the East China Sea, but now he was trembling under the table in a daze: "But you are..."

"That's the least important thing." Feng Rugu peeled the grapes and fed them into his mouth, "It's just a father and son who are famous. I don't care. If I really like it, what's that?"

"So--"

"Senior brother, please rest assured." Feng Rugu interrupted Chang Boning's words, "It is impossible for me and him."

"One of the first thing is my body." Feng Rugu said, "If I fall into a demon, I will never accompany anyone. His father abandoned him because he misunderstood the way of demons. If I were his adoptive father, I would finally save him and go around in circles. Why should I push him into the demons again?"

"Second..." Feng Rugu shook the smoke in his palm, teasing the smoke for a while, and he laughed childishly, "He won't like me."

Chang Boning felt heartbroken by his child, and couldn't bear to ask him to suffer a little, so he didn't care about his own discomfort and comforted him by stroking his hair: "He can."

Chang Boning was about to continue speaking when he heard the sound of fine footsteps outside the courtyard.

Feng Rugu had no spiritual power and had poor ears, so he could not hear the movement and said to himself: "Ha, in his eyes, I am useless at all."

The outside of the hospital: "..."

Chang Boning in the hospital tried to distract the topic: "It's not that bad, right?"

Feng Rugu said aggrievedly: "Only the worse ones. Senior brother, do you know? When I play the guzheng, he said that I will draw a cat and imitate the squid."

If you move in your body, you want to defend yourself, but you find that you have no way to defend yourself.

He seemed to... indeed said this?

It was just that time...at that time...

To be fair, Feng Rugu played the guhou that night to comfort several little demon cultivators, which was really good, but because it looked too much like his adoptive father...

Feng Rugu seemed to be unaware of the existence of the person who was only a wall from him, and Anxin complained to his senior brother: "He also said, I have never had the sincerity, so what ability can I be confused?"

As one: "…"

His heart was burning, and his teeth were sore that he was eager to defend himself. He was anxious to argue that it was his unintentional words in the past. When he spoke, he felt that he could not speak out.

In the courtyard, Chang Boning was still concerned about Ruyi outside. He wanted to leave a thin face for him, but it was difficult to make it clear. He had to hint: "Don't speak out about the right and wrong behind the scenes."

"I want to talk about his right and wrong." Feng Rugu said angrily, "He said in front of me that I am unbearable and have no ambition, and that when I am self-indulgent, I will not count on my right and wrong?"

Chang Boning suddenly became a little angry: "He said that to you?"

Seeing that the senior brother's mood had changed, Feng Rugu blinked and immediately changed his mind: "No, I made up this part myself."

Chang Boning was both angry and funny, and reached out to pinch his face.

As soon as his fingertips pinched his face, before he could exert force, Feng Rugu immediately cried out in pain. The two brothers and brothers laughed and made a fuss, leaving alone as if they were alone. They were secretly sweet for his words of protection just now, but they were so sour that he couldn't help but clench his palms.

Feng Rugu's body couldn't stand playing. After a while, he was a little breathless. He had to tilt on the bamboo recliner, take a sip of cigarette, and slowly vent it to relieve his breath.

Chang Boning glanced at the door: "He..."

Feng Rugu said: "I am just a relationship between him and I. As for the others... I have a narrow life, and I can't live a difficult life alone. If I want to give it to him, I can only give him my whole body. He doesn't like me, and I don't want to give myself to him."

...

Ru hurriedly walked back to her courtyard with the box, she met Haijing.

"Uncle Master, what's wrong with you?" Hai Jing was surprised, "Why did your face turn pale?"

Ruyi said nothing and entered the room.

He sat down at the table, his heart still trembling slightly.

He kept saying that he wanted to give himself to him, but who wanted him again?

He is so...

Ru thought about this in her heart, but she felt so uncomfortable that she didn't know what to do.

Hai Jing was worried about him, so he poked his head and said, "Uncle Master, are you okay?"

For example: "Yeah."

Hai Jingxiang couldn't see through the heart of his cold-faced uncle, so he had to secretly guess: "Yun Zhongjun refused to accept it?"

Hai Jing's words reminded Ruyi.

It is impossible to give this gift, so it is easy to open the exquisite comb box.

He wondered if he was too sad by himself, so he refused to—

Thinking of this, he took out the comb from the box and turned it around casually.

As one: “…………”

Seeing the word "Chun.xiao" engraved on it, his cheeks were hot and his forehead was congested. Before Hai Jing could see clearly, he pressed the shameless comb upside down under his palm, staring at the wood grain on the table, and his pupils were shaking slightly.

...What did he buy and give it to Feng Rugu?

When Haijing was confused, he checked the box and found that the roll of silk at the bottom, he had no idea what expression he should have.

The moment he unfolded the silk, he almost threw the thing out of the window.

He immediately lit the silk, burned it to no end, and threw the box under the bed. Even so, he still couldn't fall asleep in the middle of the night. For a while, he saw two bodies in the painting, and for a while, Feng Rugu's ears were the grievances and complaints.

He pressed the jade marks of his chest that were clear and destroyed, and no matter how he recited the scriptures, he could not calm down.

He could only calm his heart by imagining his adoptive father.

Originally, this method worked very well, but this time it lost its spirit. The beautiful divine puppet sitting upright in the shrine reached out, trying to pull him out of the vast sea of ​​suffering to blur the face of the beautiful divine puppet. He tried his best to see clearly, but who thought he could see Feng Rugu's face in the clouds and mountains.

Ruyi stood up in horror, and saw the dim sky outside the window, and realized that she was asleep.

However, the next moment, he turned dark.
To be continued...