Metaphysics boss 4 and a half years old: My aunt’s milk is so sweet

Chapter 590 Promise Not to Be Angry

Ranran couldn't remember how many times the saint had made her see the world and the big world.

Iron chains, pure flavor of imprisonment play.

"Then you two are inseparable. It would be inconvenient to always be together."

The Saint replied, "I don't find it inconvenient, but he does keep saying that he needs his own space, and he's always hiding when he changes his clothes."

Ran Ran took a breath, "Shouldn't we be secretive?"

The saint suddenly sat up, like a gentle breeze, "I'm not hiding anything. There's nothing shameful about me."

Ranran felt her jaw drop.

How on earth is the Demon Lord educating his children! Not to mention the strict separation of men and women, has the etiquette of wearing clothes that cover the body been abandoned?

The saint seemed to see through Ran Ran's thoughts and said with a smile: "Don't think of me as so primitive. I knew how to be a human being at that time."

"It was just that I was sure that he would become my Taoist partner at that time, so I was so defenseless."

Ran Ran said tactfully: "It's still not good, after all, you don't know the other party's wishes."

The Saint suddenly came up to Ran Ran like a child and said, "That's what I want to say. You are so smart."

"He doesn't want to look at me at all. Every time I take off my clothes to go to bed, he covers his eyes tightly and says I have no shame."

"I'm clearly fully covered and even wearing a middle shirt, yet he says this to me." The saint's face was full of disapproval.

Ran Ran heaved a sigh of relief. It turned out that he just took off his coat to sleep. She thought...

She really couldn't imagine the saint who was as pure as snow taking off her clothes in front of a man.

The Saint smiled and said, "I think I know what you are thinking again."

"Immortals are not like mortals. Why would they need to take off their clothes and wash? Can't they just make a clean dust?"

Ranran was slightly surprised, because she had taken it for granted using her usual way of thinking.

The saint came closer and looked into Ranran's eyes carefully. "You are amazing."

"Not only do you know what's going on in my head, but you know what's going on in my head differently than anyone else."

Ranran suddenly lost the desire to continue looking at the saint. She lowered her eyes decisively. Isn't it? She is completely from another world.

"From what you've described, he still shows no signs of changing his attitude. Did anything happen later that made him change his attitude?"

The Saint shook her head, "I don't remember what happened."

"I can't remember exactly when he changed, but it just happened gradually, like a river flowing into the sea. Before I knew it, his attitude towards me became much better."

"I don't need the black iron chain, and he won't leave me."

Ran Ran didn't know how to evaluate this story. From the saint's perspective, it was a free and easy experience, but from Gu Qingjue's perspective, it was undoubtedly a disaster, even though he himself had fallen in love with this disaster later.

"He was very nice to me and I was very nice to him until I told him who I was."

Ran Ran felt complicated after hearing this, and the Saint asked curiously: "So have you analyzed the reason?"

Ran Ran was so engrossed in listening that she almost forgot about it. "There's a detail I forgot to ask."

"Does he often laugh in front of you? Or do you often laugh in front of him?"

Saint: "He didn't smile at first, like a block of ice, but later he smiled a lot. I don't smile."

The Saint looked into Ran Ran's eyes sincerely, "Didn't you notice that I don't like to laugh?"

Ran Ran's lips moved slightly, but she didn't say anything in the end.

The saint looked into her eyes with a smile on her face.

Regardless of whether what the Saint said was true or false, Ranran could be sure of one thing: the Saint enjoyed being with her.

As for whether her soul and Shen Yanwen's body were used as substitutes for Gu Qingjue, no one knows.

"I probably know why you want it, but you have to make sure you don't get angry with me." The Saint tilted her head, "I won't be angry."

Ranran only thought that the saint would not be angry because of what she said, and never thought of the other meaning.

"I know the general situation about you and Gu Qingjue. The reason why he is so determined to leave you is that the obstacle of his identity is only one reason, and it is the most superficial reason."

The Saint frowned, "Really?"

"The deeper reason is that you don't know what it means to like someone."

"To put it simply, you don't like Gu Qingjue at all."

After Ranran finished speaking, the saint remained silent for a long time.

"Are you okay?"

The saint raised her head, her expression remained calm without any change, but her eyes looked much sharper when she looked at Ranran.

"You are denying my love for Gu Qingjue, right?"

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Ranran pursed her lips and didn't dare to speak.

The dangerous feeling emanating from the saint became stronger and stronger.

"Do you know that he is my favorite person in such a long time since I became conscious? Even among all the scenery I have seen, he is my favorite."

"You've taken away my favorite thing."

Ran Ran tried to defend himself, “Think carefully about what you said, that’s the problem.”

"Gu Qingjue is not a thing, nor is he any scenery you have seen. He is a person, and people should not be compared with scenery or landscapes."

"From your behavior towards him, I don't see any respect at all, and respect is the premise for all intimate relationships."

“Without respect as a foundation, anything floating on it, no matter how fancy it is, is just empty talk.”

The saint's eyes gradually turned cold. "I really don't know what respect is, because I never need to respect anyone."

“I have always been respected by others.”

Ran Ran felt the hairs on her skin stand up one by one. Under the Saint's emotionless and cold gaze, Ran Ran even felt that her death was approaching.

But she still didn't stop talking.

"I'm not denying your love for him. I just think you don't like him as a person. Correspondingly, he naturally can't return your love as a person."

The curve of the saint's lips completely disappeared, "So what does he like when he says he likes me?"

"The inferior towards the superior, the weak towards the strong, in short, it is a distorted emotion generated in an unequal relationship, not the liking between people in the conventional definition."

The Saint suddenly sneered, "Look at you, you make a lot of sense."

Ran Ran felt the cold sweat on his forehead dripping down, "I am just following your request and helping you analyze it."

"What about you?" The Saint said softly with a sneer on her face: "Do you have the same twisted feelings towards me as an inferior towards a superior, a weak towards a strong?"

Ran Ran smiled bitterly, "The relationship between you and me at this moment is clearly that of the weak against the strong."

"You can threaten me casually. You can scare me with just a look. I don't have the courage to threaten you."

Seeing that the more she spoke, the colder the saint's face became, Ran Ran felt urgently that it would be too late if she didn't beg for mercy.

"You said you weren't angry."

The Saint said coldly: "I said I won't be angry, this is the truth."

"I never felt angry before I talked to you, but now everything is different."

"I am offended by what you said and by who you are."

The saint slowly moved her slender knuckles, which actually made a terrible crackling sound.