After rebirth, flirtatiously in the arms of the deadly enemy Demon Venerable

Chapter 416 That’s such a blessing

Yan Ming looked at the old woman whose eyes were full of confusion, and his eyes flickered: "You have never done these things with the man next to you, right?"

Although he had not been in the spirit world for many years, he still saw some clues from Qinghe's attitude.

There was someone in Qinghe's heart, and his heart couldn't be empty, so how could he let others come in and live there? He sincerely nodded and told Yan Ming: "That's true."

But what does this have to do with what they are talking about now?

"I" Yan Ming's voice was a little nervous, his eyes fell on Qinghe several times, but in the end he avoided it awkwardly, and directly jumped to the topic after speaking, "Can you tell me, when you really like someone, what is in your heart? How does it feel?”

When he was young, he thought that what he liked was that the person he liked had a good-looking appearance that could be praised by others, and that the person he liked was equal in strength to himself.

But the final result told him that was not the case.

It's just that he doesn't have many opportunities to explore, so he doesn't know what the standard answer should look like.

If it was Qing He, she should be able to know, right?

Qing He was a little confused and didn't understand why Yan Ming suddenly asked her such a question.

After being stunned for a while, she frowned and told him her understanding.

She raised her eyes to look at the beautiful snow scene below the pavilion, stretched out her hand to catch the snowflakes blown off the eaves by the cold wind, and her clear old eyes moved slightly:

"Maybe it's like this snowflake. Looking at it from a distance can already make people happy. Whenever I want to reach out my hand to touch it, I worry about whether it will be affected by my reaching out. Let it melt and have to take your hand back.”

"If I want to be more specific, liking does not mean wanting to get it, but just appreciating and gazing at it, and unconsciously making oneself constrained."

Yan Ming listened to the words Qing He said that were almost identical to his recent situation, and the confusion in his eyes was gradually replaced by surprise.

But how?

It was obvious that he and Qinghe hadn't seen each other for years, and when he separated from her, he had Yun Ruoxuan in his heart.

Why can I feel this way about Qinghe so quickly now?
After Qing He explained, he saw that Yan Ming had stopped talking. He put his right hand on his cheek and asked him: "Brother A Ming asked this, but you have a new person in your heart that you like? Who is that person? Tell me, I'd like to hear it." Help you check."

Even at this moment, Qinghe didn't have any extravagant hopes.

The lessons of time have taught her that sometimes she can live a more comfortable life by setting her expectations to the lowest, or not thinking about them at all.

Yan Ming looked at the snowflakes that were still being blown towards him by the cold wind, and reached out to catch the large pieces.

Some of them melted into snow water because they were too close to the temperature in his palm, and some of them still maintained the shape of snowflakes and lay quietly in his hand due to a large amount of accumulation.

He suddenly made a low voice, and said to himself: "Then if enough snowflakes accumulate, can I boldly reach out and touch them?"

Qinghe was slightly startled: "What?"

Yan Ming raised his eyes and looked into her dark eyes: "I mean, if you like it, even if you can't touch it directly at first, you can still change it if you think of appropriate methods later, right?"

He suddenly stood up, walked slowly to Qinghe, and then slightly bent down to look at her level.

The two looked at each other. Qinghe's eyes were full of confusion and surprise, while Yan Ming's eyes were sober and determined.

"Then maybe I should like you a little now."

It's not like he doesn't look at the scrolls in the cave every time he finishes them to relieve his worries.He also thought about why Qinghe was the one who occupied the most of his picture at the end.

Thinking back carefully, during those years in the spirit world, the person who accompanied him the most was not Yun Ruoxuan, but Qinghe.

No matter what he does, she can always follow him silently like an obedient little tail during high and low times.

It's just that Yun Ruoxuan's brilliance was so great that he could only see her alone.

When time passed and he recalled it, he discovered that the person who was best to him was not Yun Ruoxuan or his master, but his junior sister who was always ignored by him.

When he was imprisoned in Guan Fengxue Valley because of his impulsive behavior when he was young, it was Qing He who dragged his petite and thin body, preferring to have a lot of chilblains on his body, but insisted on secretly bringing him food, drink and warm things.

Back then, everyone firmly believed that he had made an irreversible mistake, and when they stood up and shot sharp arrows at him with words and eyes, it was Qinghe who acted as a shield, standing in front of him and telling everyone unswervingly that she Trust him.

It's just that the situation was too complicated at that time, and there were too many things that he had to care about and pay attention to. He should have forgotten her, and he should have not noticed her thoughts about him.

Gathering these complicated emotions, Yan Ming waited nervously for Qinghe's response.

He thought he would see ecstasy or disbelief in her eyes.

But there was none, he only saw a lot of tears that blurred her vision.

When the tears fell one after another like broken beads, she showed a relieved but heart-wrenching smile.

It was as if the fine wine that had been brewed for many years was finally ready at this moment, and there was no need to worry about the possibility that the wine would not be brewed again midway, or that it would be artificially destroyed.

"That's such a blessing."

Qinghe wiped away his tears, unable to suppress the curvature of the corners of his mouth.

"As for me, I started to like you from the first time I met you, and that persistence continues to this day. I thought about giving up countless times in the middle, but it still didn't work. Looking at it now, my persistence still makes sense. "

The woman stretched out her right hand, stopped at Yan Ming's left hand, and asked carefully: "Brother A Ming, can you give me your hand? I have wanted to hold your hand for a long time, from young to old."

Even if Yan Ming has not experienced how hard it is to persist with one's heart, he can roughly guess it.

He obediently stretched out his left hand and watched as Qing He put his old right hand, with wrinkled skin and heavy veins, into his big hand. His fingertips slowly passed through his and interlocked with his.

At this moment, I suddenly felt the tip of my nose was a little sore.

Qinghe, has it been too hard these years?If he hadn't taken the initiative to attack today, wouldn't she have dared to do this to him until she turned into a handful of loess?

The old woman held his hand tightly and stretched out her left hand to catch the falling snowflakes.

The snow was heavy, and soon there was snow.

But Qinghe couldn't feel the coldness in his palm at this moment. What he felt was just a burning heat that was worse than the coldness.

She sighed, her voice choked with sobs: "What Brother A Ming said does make sense."

Looking at this snowflake from a distance, it is better to hold it firmly in the palm of your hand and feel it.

　The pure love warrior attributes explode.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)