deadly mantra

Chapter 68: You start the fire, you put it out

The washed moonlight fell on her face full of confusion.

A trace of pity appeared in Shui Qingchen's eyes, he stared at her quietly, nodded and replied:
"Yes."

Right ...

The slightly uncertain answer made Ji Fanyin frown slightly and asked again:

"What if it's Baozi? If Bao Simu forgets everything, will you give her a new name and a new life?"

This time, Shui Qingchen did not hesitate for too long and said in an extremely serious tone:
"will not."

Ji Fanyin became inexplicably irritable again, her heart felt like being thrown into a vinegar vat, sour, astringent, and uncomfortable.

She lowered her face angrily, turned around and left.

"Where are you going? You're going in the wrong direction. Hey!" Feng Xiaoyao shouted at her back.

"Ignore me!" The scolding voice was full of anger.

Feng Xiaoyao looked at Shui Qingchen suspiciously and asked:
"What's the matter? Are you angry?"

Shui Qingchen smiled and shook his head:

"About."

"What is she angry about? Do you know?" Feng Xiaoyao asked puzzledly.

Shui Qingchen stared at her retreating back with deep eyes, and said quietly:

"……About."

Feng Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows and asked strangely:

"About again? Brother Qingchen, don't speak so profoundly, I won't understand."

Shui Qingchen turned to look at Feng Xiaoyao and said with emotion:

"Sometimes, people are rarely confused, which is a good thing. Being too clear can cause more troubles."

Feng Xiaoyao blinked in confusion:

"...You make me even more confused."

Shui Qingchen patted Feng Xiaoyao on the shoulder and smiled:
"Let's go, go back."

Speechless all the way.

After the three of them returned to Liushuang Pavilion.

Shui Qingchen walked up to the attic with a bowl of lotus seed soup.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

Stand at the door, bend your fingers, and knock on the door.

No one answered.

The corners of Shui Qingchen's lips raised slightly, and a hint of smile appeared in his eyes unconsciously.

"Xiaoyin, are you asleep?"

The room was silent, and still no one answered.

Ji Fanyin sat cross-legged on the bed, holding her chin with her right hand, staring at the door.

Shui Qingchen's handsome silhouette, reflected on the window paper, moved slightly, and Ji Fanyin immediately held her breath tightly.

Even though she knew he couldn't see inside, she still tensed up nervously and didn't dare to breathe.

After a quarter of an hour of silent stalemate, Feng Xiaoyao's shouts came from downstairs.

Shui Qingchen responded, went downstairs and left.

Ji Fanyin looked at the door and sighed, feeling that he was starting to regret it.

It wasn't that she didn't want to pay attention to him, she just felt... feeling depressed and uncomfortable.

"Not sincere, huh~"

Rolling into bed angrily, Ji Fanyin grabbed the corner of the quilt, covered her head, and tossed and turned, but still couldn't fall asleep, so she simply got up again, got out of bed and walked to the door.

As soon as his hands touched the door and window, he heard familiar footsteps coming from the stairway.

She trembled with shock, immediately ran to bed, and quickly hid behind the gauze curtain.

Shui Qingchen, who had gone and returned, walked to the door, with a smile in his eyes.

The sound of someone running for their lives just now was particularly loud in the quiet night.

He lowered his eyebrows, suppressed his joyful mood, and knocked on the door again:
"Xiaoyin, are you asleep?"

Ji Fanyin got her little head out from behind the gauze curtain, stared at the door and window, curled her lips unhappily, and muttered:

"Idiot Chenchen, I didn't sleep. Come in and take a look. Don't you know?" "I brought a bowl of lotus seed soup. It was a little cold just now. I warmed it up again. Do you want to drink it?" A low and gentle voice said, spread from the door.

Ji Fanyin was stunned for a moment.

It turns out that he didn't leave just now, but went to heat the lotus seed soup.

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up, and she still murmured in a low voice:
"I didn't say, I want to drink lotus seed soup, huh, being courteous for nothing is either adultery or theft."

"I just took a bite. It tastes good, sweet and delicious. Of course, the most important thing is that the lotus seed soup is the best at reducing internal heat. After drinking it, you can regulate your energy."

Ji Fanyin's cheeks turned red.

Then I heard Shui Qingchen say:
"When I was on the mountain, I read a book. It was recorded in the book that depression can easily lead to a sensitive, suspicious, hesitant and fragile personality. If things go on like this, people will become sentimental and narrow-minded."

Ji Fanyin was furious upon hearing this.

OK!

How dare Chenchen call her stingy and fragile!

Shui Qingchen's voice slowly came over again:
"If you don't want to drink the lotus seed soup to relieve internal heat, I'll change it to a bowl of liver-soothing and depression-relieving tea tomorrow and come back."

The shadow reflected on the paper window moved slightly, as if about to leave.

Ji Fanyin suddenly panicked, immediately jumped out of bed, rushed to the door, opened the door, and said hurriedly:

"I don't want lotus seed soup, I don't want Jieyu tea, I want dust!"

As soon as he opened the door and faced Shui Qingchen's smiling black eyes, Ji Fanyin immediately understood that he had been fooled.

Be fooled.

It's better than being alone.

Ji Fanyin comforted herself. She was not a person who was good at caring about herself and felt sorry for herself, and she was not willing to let Shui Qingchen get angry.

In the moment when she was depressed just now, she had had enough trouble.

So, she took Shui Qingchen's hand, walked into the room, and sat him on a stool. She hugged Shui Qingchen's arm, opened her mouth wide, and asked him to feed:
"what……"

Shui Qingchen raised his eyebrows lightly.

What does it mean?
Want him to feed?
Ji Fanyin's smart eyes stared straight at him and said in a matter-of-fact tone:

"You made me angry, so you have to put out the fire yourself."

Hearing the sound, Shui Qingchen shook his head dumbfounded, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

He fed me spoonful by spoonful.

She drank sip after sip.

After a while, the bottom of the bowl of lotus seed porridge was gone.

Shui Qingchen put down the bowl, raised his head, and she handed over a handkerchief. She said "Hmm~" and leaned her head over.

Shui Qingchen couldn't help but shook his head and finally laughed out loud:
"You..."

Ji Fanyin raised her little face and squinted her eyes comfortably, enjoying his service:
"Dust dust."

"Ok?"

"Why don't you give Baozi a new life?"

Shui Qingchen paused slightly while wiping the corners of her mouth, and replied with a smile:

"She has no suffering and no regrets. She has never experienced a story worth remembering. She grew up in the care of everyone. Even if she loses her memory and starts over again, it will still be the same life. So, give her or not, her past and future , there is no difference.”

Ji Fanyin didn't expect this answer. She couldn't help being stunned, staring at Shui Qingchen's face, and asked again:
"Then why give me a new life? You don't want me to meet you?"

Shui Qingchen glanced at her unexpectedly:
"Why do you think I don't want to meet you?"

Ji Fanyin shrugged his shoulders and answered innocently:

"It would be strange if you still want to meet me again."

"Why do you think so?"

Ji Fanyin asked instead:
"You haven't answered my question yet, why do you want to give me a new life?"

Shui Qingchen's eyes focused on her face, and his eyes couldn't help but become soft.

He raised his arm, and with a touch of pity, his big hot hand fell on her head, patted her gently, and said with a sigh:

"I'm worried about your past, but I can only hope that if there is a hypothesis, I can meet you earlier, take care of you, and give you another life that I can participate in."

Ji Fanyin has heard countless promises and sweet words.

Shui Qingchen's words were the most unattainable among them, but they made Ji Fanyin's face heat up and her heart beat rapidly.

"Chenchen!" Ji Fanyin shouted and rushed over: "Chenchen, I like you even more!"

(End of this chapter)