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Yan Zhiru didn't know how long she had been sleeping, but when she woke up, it was just night, and she saw stars outside the window.

She struggled to get out of bed because she had been sleeping for too long and her head was a little dizzy. Then she stepped on the air and was about to fall down and was held by her hands.

"Brother..." She looked at the master of the hands and called out loudly.

Yan Zhiqing helped her to the chair and then let go of her hand.

Yan Zhiru scratched her head: "Brother, how long have I slept?"

"Seven Days." Yan Zhiqing replied lightly, his tone of indescribable alienation.

Yan Zhiru leaned in Yan Zhiqing's arms as before, but Yan Zhiqing refused. He looked at Zhiru coldly and said, "Ru'er, you are beyond the distance."

Yan Zhiru knew about Yan Zhiqing's change in attitude towards him for a long time, but now it has been a complete change. I don't know where to put her.

She lowered her head and went back to lie on the bed as if she was angry. She rolled the quilt and turned her head to the inside of the bed, not looking at Yan Zhiqing.

Yan Zhiqing knew what Yan Zhiru was angry about, but he thought that this was the best way, so he did not coax her, and simply said: "We will go back tomorrow, don't think about running away, I always have a way to find your place."

After saying that, he left the room, regardless of whether Yan Zhiru listened to it.

Yan Zhiru bit her lips tightly, and the pillow was wet with tears. Brother, don’t you know what I think? How do I ask you to respect my wishes? If you can’t be together, then can I leave me alone? Just look at you from afar, even if you get married and have children with others, I will bless you.

She wiped away tears, dried the pillow, and wiped away all traces.

The next day, when Yan Zhiqing pushed the door open, Yan Zhiru was still dreaming, her eyes were red and swollen, and she obviously had cried.

Yan Zhiqing's fingers bent slightly, and he felt a little reluctant. He took a deep breath, picked up Yan Zhiru, then walked out of the room and said goodbye to others.

At this time, Song Yuliang got up. He smiled and looked at Zhiqing and gave him a few words: "It's not good if the mechanism is too smart."

Yan Zhiqing frowned: "Everything is up to fate, how can the mechanism be calculated?"

"Why are you going to do something about Jinxi again?" Song Yuliang asked.

Yan Zhiqing was speechless for a moment, and after a while, he replied: "No, it's just a little hurdle, but I may not be able to pass it after spending two lifetimes."

Song Yuliang said nothing more: "I will tell them, I hope you can get through that hurdle."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

Yan Zhiqing opened the space channel and took Yan Zhiru back to Lingkong Continent.

Yan Zhiru woke up, but she didn't say that she was greedy for the warmth of Yan Zhiqing's arms.

Since Yan Yu handed over everything to Yan Zhiqing to take care of, she has become very relaxed and comfortable, humming small songs all day long, raising flowers and feeding birds.

Seeing Yan Zhiqing coming back with Yan Zhiru in his arms, he asked casually: "Have you had a good time?"

"Yeah." Yan Zhiqing lied.

Yan Yu glanced at Yan Zhiqing's swollen eyes and asked, "Why did Ru'er cry? Have you bullied her?"

"No." Yan Zhiqing denied that even if he was bullied, he would not say it. It was hard for him to speak of this matter.

Yan Yu believed Yan Zhiqing's words and let them go.

Yan Zhiqing put Yan Zhiru on a stone bench in a pavilion and asked, "Continue to pretend to be asleep?"

Yan Zhiru did not answer, continued to pretend to be asleep, denying it to the end.

Yan Zhiqing snorted coldly: "Yan Zhiru, I'll give you three seconds. If you don't wake up, don't blame me."

"Three", Yan Zhiru has no movement; "Two", Yan Zhiru continues to pretend to be asleep; "One", Yan Zhiru holds his attention and does not open his eyes, and Yan Zhiqing's eyes gradually become cold.

He waved his hand to set up a barrier so that outsiders could not see the scene inside. He picked up a few small stones and threw them at Yan Zhiru's various locations.

Yan Zhiru groaned, and there was a sharp pain on her body. Her facial features were already twisted. She couldn't help but beg for mercy and said, "Brother, I was wrong. I will never dare to do it again next time."

Yan Zhiqing lowered his eyelids: "But your credibility in my heart is zero now."

Yan Zhiru grabbed Yan Zhiqing's clothes and said in a grieving tone: "Brother, if I follow you everything, then am I just a puppet of you?

Have you ever heard my inner words in decades?”

Every word she cries blood and every word she says is heartbroken.

Yan Zhiqing squatted down and sighed: "If you say you follow me, I have followed you too. There are some principles I know I can't violate, but I always violate them for you."

Yan Zhiru followed the corner of her clothes and hugged Yan Zhiqing with tears on her face: "Then why can't we violate it for me again this time? Why can't we follow me again this time? I have other requests, but this time I really want to ask for you."

Yan Zhiqing pushed Yan Zhiru away cruelly, stood up and said, "You think about it yourself. The pain will only take a few hours, and it will be relieved as time comes."

Yan Zhiru closed her eyes, Brother, since you have violated the principles for me, can you violate them again? I... I... I have become so greedy, but there is no doubt that I love you.

The fragrance of wine filled the room, and Yan Zhiqing took a jar of strong wine as boiled water and poured it into his mouth.

He rarely drinks unless he is extremely upset. The last time he drank was on Fang Min's first seventh day. He was drunk, but this time he drank for Yan Zhiru.

He thought of his previous life and when he was still Jinqing, he seemed to have treated Jin Xi like this. No matter how others persuaded him, he forced Jin Xi to stay away from the existence of the Tiansha Lone Star.

Song Yuliang asked him if he wanted to re-stage Jinxi's incident. He remembered that his answer was that he could not overcome some hurdles, and he had some dictatorial thoughts. This hurdle was what he could not overcome.

Ru Er...

He suddenly faced Yan Zhiru with someone, and then the wine pot fell to the ground. He laughed mockingly: "Hehe, fate can't tease this."

Then he picked up the wine pot and continued to drink, and he drank even more presumptuously.

With a creaking sound, the door was pushed open, and Yan Zhiru was smothered by the pungent smell of alcohol, but she did not feel disgusted at all, so she quickly closed the door and locked it.

When Yan Zhiqing saw Yan Zhi Tathagata, he scolded: "Go out."

Yan Zhiru walked straight towards Yan Zhiqing, sat on his lap, grabbed the wine pot from his hand, and whispered: "Brother, I'll drink with you."

Yan Zhiqing frowned: "Let go, you can't drink."

Yan Zhiru smiled sweetly: "Why can't you drink anymore? Others say that alcohol can relieve sorrow. I have sorrow in my heart and I just need this wine."

As she said that, she drank it all, but forgot that it was strong wine and couldn't help but cough.

Yan Zhiqing was about to scold her, but she picked up another pot and sang softly while drinking.

"The blue shirt is wet, and I comforted me, and I endured it.

Half a month ago, I was sick and the sound of scissors was still on the silver slab.

I was born, and I was timid and empty.

Now, I am alone with the shadow of pear blossoms, cold and desolate.

I wish to point to the soul and know the road, and teach you to search for dreams and go back to the corridor.

…”

Yan Zhiqing almost misunderstood. This word is a memorial. Is she missing her mother?

After Yan Zhiru finished pronunciating the sentence "I woke up from my long sleep, and mixed with clear tears, stirring into the pepper slurry", she changed her song.

"As a person becomes more affectionate, he is really regretful and affectionate. He is heartbroken and tears are stolen."

Yan Zhiqing was shocked and stole zero tears... Isn't this the portrayal of her last night? This was sung for him.

"I'll wake up the long sleep," he chewed this sentence and suddenly understood her thoughts. This was her heart. He suddenly regretted slapping her. If time goes back, he wouldn't do that, because... it was his slap that made her clear about the unexplained feelings.

Yan Zhiqing pulled her into her arms, and she looked at the enlarged face and kissed him obediently.

He didn't push her away, letting her kiss herself clumsily, then grabbed her waist and deepened the kiss...

It turns out that you have been there all the time, it turns out that you have not left, he forgot his principles, only knowing that he is the person he loves the most, and has never changed in his past and present lives.

The next day, Yan Zhiru opened her eyes and her head hurt a little. She rubbed her temples with one hand and supported her with the other, but after she took her hands away, she turned her gaze to the side.

Yan Zhiqing lay with her in disheveled clothes. She looked down at her clothes and found that she was not much better either.

She blushed, tidied up her clothes and slipped back to her room.

After she left, Yan Zhiqing opened her eyes, sorted out her clothes, walked to the desk, picked up a pen casually, and outlined Yan Zhiru's expression just now with just a few strokes.

After finishing his painting, he yelled, and then turned the paper into powder and drifted around.

Yan Zhiqing became much busier than before, and Yan Zhiru did not bother him. She stayed in the room every day, spending her life as a girl.

She had a piece of cloth for a long time, but she had never used it because it was most suitable for wedding dress. Now she took out the cloth, dyed red silk thread with blood, and carefully embroidered the patterns. She couldn't use this wedding dress, just left a thought.

The knock on the door sounded, she put away the needle and thread, removed the smell of blood, and then opened the door: "Susu, come in quickly, why are you here?"

Liusu's expression appeared a little shy: "It was Zhiqing who brought me here."

Zhiru's smile froze. How could her brother bring Liusu back? Is he finally going to get married?

She calmed down and her stiff expression only appeared for a moment.

"Zhiru..." Hua Jinyu's voice came, Yan Zhiru looked up, and Hua Jinyu and Yun Fuyu also came.

"And I." Jian Xiaonian also appeared.

Yan Zhiru suppressed the uneasiness in her heart and poured some tea for them: "Why are you here? Yu Liang?"

"Brother invited us here. Senior brother had something to do, so we were here." Hua Jinyu said.

Yan Zhiru took a sip of water, Brother, are you going to marry Liusu? Otherwise, how could you invite them?

Hua Jinyu said, embracing Yan Zhiru's shoulder: "Zhiru, is your brother going to marry Liusu? Otherwise, call us some people here for something."

Yan Zhiru shook her head. She didn't like to guess the thoughts of others, especially her brother's thoughts. Every time she guessed, it was a wrong result.
Chapter completed!