I, the first son, became a woman

That... is the most unacceptable for Xia Juan.

Also the most feared thing!

So if you say you are not nervous, it is definitely false.

Suddenly night fell.

Except for these unguarded run-down alleys.

Xingcang City is brightly lit everywhere, just like daytime.

Xia Juan sat quietly by the window of the dilapidated house, staring at the darkness in front of him.

For safety and not to be found.

Xia Juan and the others did not light the bonfire and candles.

So she can only rely on the extremely weak moonlight.

Only then can I barely see the picture in my hand clearly.

In the portrait, the self at that time showed a warm and laughing smile.

That was a smile I had never had before.

But at that time, did I really pretend to be, or did I do it from the bottom of my heart?

And the one named Ye...

Where are you... again?

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, and touched Ye Ning's face secretly looking at himself on the crumpled portrait.

Xia Juan smiled slightly, took a deep breath unknowingly, and then sighed heavily.

It's just that the sigh was just exhaled.

Behind him, there was a sudden sound of unhurried footsteps.

"Ok?"

In an instant, the fingers touching the portrait stopped abruptly.

Xia Juan hesitated, raised her eyebrows in doubt, and turned around.

But he saw the dark back.

Jian Feiyu walked over step by step, and finally that handsome face gradually became clear under the dim moonlight.

"What are you thinking about?"

Unknowingly, he walked to Xia Juan's side.

While talking, his eyes suddenly fell and he saw the portrait in Xia Juan's hand.

At that moment, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he was taken aback.

The palm was also squeezed tightly due to tension.

"Oh……"

Seeing Jian Feiyu's eyes, he felt the weirdness in his eyes and atmosphere.

Xia Juan looked down and remembered the portrait in his hand.

Immediately smiled bitterly.

Xia Juan shook his head, straightened the portrait several times, and patted the dust on it habitually.

It's just that those black mud marks have long been dyed into the portrait, and it can't be restored to its original appearance.

But Xia Juan couldn't help but patted the dirty marks on it.

Then, she carefully folded it up and put it in her arms.

"Just thinking about something... what's wrong?"

After putting away the portrait, Xia Juan raised his head, restrained his emotions and looked at Jian Feiyu.

"you……"

There was a hesitation in his throat.

Jian Feiyu was silent for a while, then blinked and looked at Xia Juan hesitating.

"What's up with him?"

The person who never had the courage to mention it, finally talked about it.

Because Jian Feiyu discovered that Xia Juan hadn't forgotten Ye Ning.

I just don't want to mention it in front of everyone.

It's like even if I deliberately don't mention Ye Ning, and reduce his sense of existence, I try to make Xia Juan forget him unconsciously.

The result can be...

When I think of the portrait I just glanced over.

Jian Feiyu felt that it was futile for a while.

"he……"

Xia Juan was at a loss for words when asked by Jian Feiyu.

If it was before, she would definitely not pay attention to Jian Feiyu.

He even snorted coldly, then turned his head and left.

But now, Jian Feiyu is the companion who helped him save his parents.

And now Xia Juan is not as impulsive as before.

Or more precisely...

Those intense, restless, violent emotions and tempers.

She has been worn out in just a few days.

Without the slightest edge.

Chapter 1002 A Portrait of Memories

but……

What should I say?

A faint smile appeared, his face a little sour.

Xia Juan was silent for a long time.

Xu Yu was about to speak.

On the opposite side, Jian Feiyu suddenly sat down slowly and shook his head.

"Forget it, if you don't want to say... just don't say it."

"...Okay, thank you."

There was a sudden stop.

The next second Xia Juan reacted, smiled and nodded to Jian Feiyu.

"Can I ask you a few questions?"

In this weird and somewhat embarrassing atmosphere.

Jian Feiyu looked into the distance—even though it was still a dark wall with nothing in it.

But that seems to have endless thoughts and ideas.

"Go ahead."

Nodded, without much thought.

Xia Juan didn't dare to look at Jian Feiyu, the two kept a distance.

"he……"

The trembling voice stiffened a bit.

Jian Feiyu coughed before finally speaking.

"Can you tell me where exactly I lost to Ye Ning?"

"Or...you..."

"What do you like about Ye Ning?"

Sighing, he moved his eyes from the darkness.

Jian Feiyu leaned against the window with his hands crossed.

A pair of eyes that seemed indifferent but couldn't hide the wave fell on Xia Juan.

Staring covetously, brooding.

As if waiting for something, there was a burst of fear and anxiety.

"like……"

"like……?"

"tsk" sound

Xia Juan was about to speak many times, but stopped again and again, unable to speak.

She was silent for a long time.

After a while, he sighed and looked at the moon above his head.

"Actually... you said you like it?"

"I don't know if I really like that Ye."

"real--?"

Lost in his eyes, he became refreshed in an instant because of Xia Juan's words.

Jian Feiyu couldn't help grinning, and hastily set his gaze on Xia Juan.

"Xia Juan, then your..."

"I just feel that staying with him is not as difficult as I imagined."

What Xia Juan said in the next second directly interrupted Jian Feiyu's opening.

It made him freeze in place for a moment, his smile stopped abruptly, and he froze for a moment.

"Xia Juan, you... what did you say?"

"I mean……"

He lowered his head, closed his eyes and felt a little tired.

"Like it or not, I don't know."

"But on the day I left the capital, he caught up."

"I've never felt like that before."

"I don't know if that's called liking or something else."

"But...it seems pretty good to be with that guy."

"At least... If I bully him, he won't bully me."

"So you ask me this, I really don't know myself."

"That guy is both civil and military, and he's smart."

"Sometimes, he's like an idiot, goofy."

"But sometimes, he is neurotic and full of bad water."

"Actually, I hate the kind of rigid and dull people the most."