Why "If you suddenly lose your memory, have frequent headaches, memory loss, irritability, and can't do things according to your past habits, tell me if you are sick."
Looking at the man in front of her, what she said seemed normal, but the content she said made Ji Ciyan stiffen up.
"No need to hide anything, I know all this" No joke, just one of these questions can kill her.
Although she couldn't see anything on his face, she could still guess every move he made.
What's more, now, she was the one who had the problem.
Looking down at her serious eyebrows, Ji Ciyan could clearly find a few strands of unhidden anger and anxiety in it.
After listening to her words, he was not surprised by her words, nor did he do anything because of her words. reaction.
It was still that long and distant look.
After a long time, the two bright red lips slowly opened, and the voice was as pleasant as ever, "Are you afraid?"
Are you afraid if there is no answer?
Yes or no?
Feng Yaao, are you afraid?
Just three words, but she suddenly understood too many things.
Are you afraid of me when I'm here?
Perhaps, this is the complete version of his sentence.
The hand that held his front was tightly tightened, and she looked firmly into his eyes.
His beautiful deep peach blossom eyes were always unlocked in front of her.
The scenery inside was unobstructed, and her chest slowly felt warm.
Getting up, it was a special feeling of peace of mind and stability.
After a while, she found her voice and said, "I'm afraid of your sister."
A black line immediately appeared on someone's forehead.
"Sir, I, I, I," Wuji stood there and waited for a long time.
At first, when she saw the ghost-faced man coming back, she was still vaguely happy.
She thought he could call those two people out, or that the man would wake up when he heard the sound. came out.
But now, with a little embarrassment, he glanced at the door and bit his lip, as if he had something to say, but he seemed unable to say it.
But just when she was about to speak "If you don't want to say it, don't say it.
I don't want to hear it."
Xin Xin felt as if she was suddenly embarrassed.
She covered her lips in disbelief.
Wuji looked at him with tearful eyes.
Even though he said such sarcastic words, he still lowered his head.
If the words were not about her, even if they were.
Someone told her that she wouldn't believe it.
Although he had a terrifying ghost face, he was still very charming.
Her breathing was suddenly disrupted, and she was now a little short of breath.
The ghost-faced man ignored it and turned a page calmly.
His fingers were long, straight, and felt powerful.
He clamped one of the pages.
He did not let go after he finished turning.
He just maintained this posture and looked at it for two times.
After a while, he turned back to the previous page.
The yellowed paper reveals the age of the book, and Gu Zhuo's aura makes people feel a mysterious power just by looking at it.
Wuji bit his teeth, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, but he still had a well-behaved expression on his face.
He carefully raised his eyes, expecting to see some medical herbal medicine or something, but no, there was no such thing as her. thought something.
Instead, he slowly clenched his little hands, as if beating a drum in his heart, and again and again, blood-red lines lined the ancient books, like lines of fate, and like ghostly eyes, attracting unknown greed and greed.
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Step by step, she just glanced at him, and her dark brown eyes slowly turned into solid black.
She walked in the direction of that person with sluggish steps.
Meal after meal, it seemed like he had lost his heart and soul.
The ghost-faced man felt a red light flash from the tip of his index finger holding the book page, and black energy began to slowly gather.
click There was a faint sound of the door opening, and the exposed eyes of the ghost-faced man were slightly stunned, and then returned to their natural state.
The red light on his fingertips was more like an illusion.
"Ah" there was a flash of white light in front of his eyes, Wuji was stimulated by the sudden clarity and fell to the ground.
He breathed heavily, and his heart beat rapidly.
The frequency seemed to burst out of his flesh.
"Eh?"
Feng Fuyao was walking in front.
Hearing the voice, he looked over.
The boy in red, whose hair was not combed tightly, became looser due to some actions just now.
Even if it was tidied up, However, it is still possible to return to the past.
Slightly fluffy, with bright eyes and white teeth, and dyed red lips, she is a sight to behold when she breathes.
As soon as this voice came out, Ji Ciyan followed closely behind.
However, because they were both dressed as men, the two still distanced themselves.
Although they did not look very similar, they looked like brothers after this comparison. .
Wuji was lying on the ground, his heart beating like it was following its inertia, unable to stop.
The ghost-faced man had already closed his book when Feng Fuyao spoke out, but he never raised his head.
Seeing this scene, Feng Fuyao first glanced at Ji Ciyan calmly, and then clicked her tongue twice with interest.
Lifting up the hem of clothes in front of her with one hand, she knelt down on one knee without touching the ground.
Even the lifted part was honestly resting on her fluffy knees.
"What's going on?"
She seemed to be talking to herself or asking someone, her voice was not high.
Wuji's eyes were filled with green flowers, and she was so bloated that she could no longer see the scene in front of her.
Her ears were buzzing and she was scratching randomly.
Despair gradually began to rise in her heart.
Let her die.
Let her die quickly.
The ghost-faced man saw that the young man in red was looking at it very seriously, holding a book in his hand.
He just slightly raised the finger that had just flashed red light, and tapped it gently without bringing up a trace of dust.
Book back.
Wuji's breathing stabilized with the slow tapping, but the way she calmed down made even Feng Fuyao freeze in shock.
I vaguely remember, er, I can say I remember clearly, that when I first came in, although I was in a miserable state, my beautiful appearance was still very beautiful through the wretchedness, but now.
The red and swollen eyelids were like the skin of a newborn mouse, with blood vessels faintly visible underneath, and the wrinkled skin was the kind of effect that can only appear after being soaked in water for a long time.
Feng Fuyao thought for a moment, what on earth could be causing him to be so dehydrated?
"Go down" was cold and emotionless.
After spitting out those two words, the strange thing was that the man who seemed to have only half his life left slowly stood up, walked around Feng Fuyao, and did not look at Ji Ci.
Yan, after quickly losing weight, the man walked out without blinking an eye.
Except for the staggering steps, everything was no different from ordinary people.
The speed is still quite slow.
"Haha" Not knowing how to react, Feng Fuyao smirked twice, feeling a chill go down her spine from the vague gaze.
It's not Ji Ciyan's gentle gaze, nor the slightly cold gaze of the ghost-faced man, but a vague but vague gaze, light but clear in purpose.
"What are you still squatting there for?"
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Ji Ciyan's voice was incredibly smooth, but after he finished speaking, the strange look in his eyes miraculously disappeared.
As if a warm current was flowing in, Feng Fuyao's stiff legs slowly began to soften, and her two slender legs slowly stood up.
She did not look back at Ji Ciyan, and said "Hi" to the person whose face seemed to be cramped by the summer wind, so he hid his face under his thick green pupils.
With a smile in her eyes, Ji Ciyan took two steps in her direction, and then sat next to the ghost-faced man under his gaze.
"Jiu Yang."
He said two words lightly, which was regarded as a greeting.
The corner of the ghost-faced man's mouth that was not hidden twitched almost inaudibly for a while, then he looked at Ji Ciyan and said, "To each other."
The atmosphere was a bit weird.
"You're just looking for him."
Feng Fuyao didn't feel inferior because of the ghost-faced man's deliberate neglect.
Ji Ciyan smiled slightly and nodded, "Mr.
Nangong, it's not respectful to be careful."
With a wave of his sleeves, under the slightly surprised gaze of the ghost-faced man, a crystal box appeared in front of the table, revealing The not thick body, the nine colors are brilliant, echoing each other.
Just one glance made the ghost-faced man sigh, mixed with some surprise, "Nine colors of heavenly fragrance."
He raised his eyes and glanced at Ji Ciyan.
He picked up the closed book and covered it.
But even so, the light could not be ignored.
Instead of looking at Ji Ciyan's indifferent face, he turned his gaze to Feng Fuyao. , as if trying to see through something, the only thing he pondered was, "I don't know what happened that made His Highness the Ninth Prince of Yuan Kingdom do such a big thing."
When he looked at her, Feng Fuyao didn't feel embarrassed.
Instead, she continued to look like she had just stood up, with her hands naturally vertical, her brows slightly furrowed, her red lips lightly pursed, looking extremely well-behaved.
The ghost-faced man's gaze was meaningful.
What kind of meaning was it?
It was the meaning that made His Highness the Ninth Prince look black.
The quality of that look was so obvious that Feng Fuyao actually felt a hint of inconsistent excitement from that aggressive gaze.
He twitched the corner of his mouth and was instantly horrified.
Ji Ciyan narrowed her peach blossom eyes and looked at the two of them thoughtfully.
"Mr.
Nangong can recognize this person" His voice was a little hoarse, but it instantly made Feng Fuyao's hair stand on end, if not for anything else, just because every night, she suddenly picked someone up, but when she didn't deal with it, that person suddenly Come and change your face.
But today, she suddenly felt that her hands were so sore.
After coughing twice, she moved her face away rather uncomfortably.
No matter which angle it was, it was all aimed at Ji Ciyan.
You should be satisfied this time, you cheapskate?
Ji Ciyan was made to laugh by her childish actions.
Feng Fuyao didn't see this look often, but it was difficult for Nangong Rang, who had never seen such a scene before.
"The phoenix feather crown, the jade bone fan, the young master Fuyao."
"No" Nangong Rang turned around and glanced at Ji Ciyan, and saw that he was smiling, and it didn't look like he was joking.
However, "Oh, if it's not Mr.
Fuyao, who is that?"
Although he asked three questions in a row, everything was revealed.
One message is, who else could it be if it weren’t Feng Fuyao?
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