Gu Xijiu looked at him again: "But he doesn't look like a woman.
The man smiled, with a charming look on his face: "I am not a woman to begin with, my dear, to describe a man you should use words like handsome and unrestrained.
Beautiful is not enough to describe me."
This baby cry made Gu Xijiu's heart skip a beat.
If someone else had called her that, she would have slapped her in the face.
But when he called her that, she felt inexplicably helpful.
"Why do you call me this?"
She asked now as if she had a question: "Do you think I have poor intelligence and look like a child?"
"No, Xijiu has always been the smartest, and his intelligence is even more superior.
No one can compare with him.
I call you this because this is my special name for you, and you are the only one who allows me to call you this."
He was smiling, but his tone was serious.
Gu Xijiu felt warm in her heart, her eyebrows were curved, and she couldn't help but get closer to him: "Well, then you can call me that."
She added in a low voice: "I like it when you call me that."
Even a child can understand who is really good to her, let alone Gu Xijiu Even if she doesn't have any memory, people are smart after all, and she can still tell the difference between who is really good to her and who is superficially good to her.
Although Mo Zhao often stayed with her these days, and even said he was her fiancé and that he loved her, she still had a vague feeling that he looked down on her and looked at her like a child.
The same goes for Long Fan.
Looking at her is like looking at an object.
Even the most precious object is still an object.
Only the person in front of her was really good to her.
He knew she was scared in the fog so he came to stay with her and often took her around.
The first time she saw him in her dream, she had an inexplicable liking for him, but she was still a little wary and even said nasty things to him.
But this man didn't care at all.
When she was afraid of him, he stood far away.
Talk to her, chat with her until she wakes up The second time they met in a dream, she was more relaxed and dared to get closer to him.
He took her through the fog and chatted with her.
Originally there was nothing in the heavy fog, but since following him, she could occasionally see fragmented scenery from some places.
It seemed that she and other people were included in those scenery.
Although those fragmented scenery could not be connected together, they could not even be connected together.
She couldn't really see clearly, but it made her heart palpitate for no reason and made her want to look for more.
Of course, she will also encounter some unpredictable disasters when searching for those fragmented scenery, such as monsters suddenly emerging from the thick fog, or the road under her feet suddenly disappearing and turning into a sea of fire, swamps, and cliffs.
But he stood in front of her.
No matter what disaster or danger she encountered, he could lead her through it safely.
In this way, she became more courageous in this heavy fog, and she even fell in love with such a dream.
This was the third time she dreamed of him.
She was already very familiar with him, sitting next to him and fishing for him.
And while she was fishing for him, some scenes appeared in front of her, like a mirage.
She saw the scenes of herself fishing with Di Fuyi many times.
This time it is much better than last time.
The scenery is no longer so fragmented and even connected into one piece.
She even felt helpless and warm from that scene.
She looked at it greedily, feeling that the scenery had penetrated into her empty mind, forming a dense and colorful stroke.
Di Fuyi didn't bother her, he looked at her with a smile, and the fingers in his sleeves were holding a magic formula: