What the hell is he doing?

Li Ruoshui sat on the bed with his pillow in his arms, looking at Lu Zhiyao's back with curiosity.

This afternoon, after they went home in a hurry, they pushed the door open after a long distance, still holding a wooden board in their hands, not knowing what it was for.

I thought that tonight would be the same as before, pestering her to kiss her, but didn't expect that after only asking her for a cup of tea, this person sat down at the table.

He was only wearing a thin undershirt, his black hair was loose, and he was immersed in his work, and his back looked a little docile.

Qing Lingling's moonlight shone straight into the room from outside the window, and tiny floating dust fluttered in circles in between, fluttering lightly around him, as if coating him with a small halo.

Li Ruoshui put down the pillow and stood on the bed, trying to see what he was doing with the board from a height, but she forgot that she still had a bell tied to her feet.

The crisp bell sound suddenly rang in the room. In fact, the sound was not loud, but it was enough to attract Lu Chi's attention.

"Can't sleep?"

The corners of his lips were slightly curved, and he turned his head to face her. His always gentle face was divided into light and dark parts by the moonlight from the tip of his nose.

The lower half of his face was exposed to the moonlight, and the lips were illuminated with a subtle luster, and the black mole on his collarbone was also bathed in it.

Obviously in the moonlight, everything should be clear and pure, but his appearance is a bit more tempting for no reason.

"...No." Li Ruoshui retracted his gaze and simply stood in front of the bed.

"Can I see what you're doing? Nothing else, just curious, if you don't want to..."

"Can."

The corners of Lu Zhi's lips raised and he reached out to her.

There was nothing but nothingness in his eyes, and when he raised his hand, he just felt the breeze blowing. If there was no sound, he would not be able to catch her.

But he knew his hand would not fail.

The sound of the bell was approaching, and a warm hand held him, the faint fragrance of gardenia condensed beside him, the wind blew, and the corners of the silk skirt touched his bare feet, soaking him in the cold.

Li Ruoshui leaned over and looked at the board, and stretched out his hand to stroke it.

The surface of the board is smooth, with a length and width of about a foot. A lot of characters are engraved on it in block letters, but there seems to be no connection between the characters.

"Fate, death, sacrifice, you..."

She looked at them one by one, but still couldn't connect them into a complete sentence until she saw the word in the middle.

hire.

appointment letter.

He is serious.

Li Ruoshui retracted her hand as if she was scalded, the silver bell rang softly, and she took a half step back.

Turning his gaze to Lu Zhi's face, he closed his eyes and smiled gently, his long eyelashes softly covering his eyes, casting a faint shadow.

"What are you doing?"

She heard her dry and hoarse voice, and even though she already had a guess in her heart, she still asked.

"I'm writing a letter of appointment for you."

Her mind was surging, and it was difficult for her to explain how she felt at the moment.

Lu Zhiyao has been blind since childhood, and Bai Qingqing is such a person who only cares about himself and Chu Xuan.

He was six years old when he was kicked out of the White House, and then met his master. At the age of twelve, the master died suddenly in front of him, and he has lived alone since then until he is twenty years old.

He can't see, and communicates with people using his mouth and ears, never using a pen. In other words, Lu Zhizhi doesn't know how to read.

If he wants to read, he can only feel it with his hands, which can explain why he went to the tablet shop.

Only inscription shops will sell such inscription boards.

"...Why not let someone else write it, or I can write it."

She sat beside Lu Kao, her eyes fixed on the wooden board, and she couldn't take it back for a long time.

Lu Zhizhi turned around with a smile, his fingertips moved along the scratches on the wooden board, and continued to be familiar with the trend of these fonts.

"I don't want anyone involved, and..." He stopped and started fumbling for a teacup on the table.

"The letter of appointment has to be written by me, of course I have to write it."

Lu Zhiyao took the teacup, dipped his fingertips with some moist tea, and began to trace on the table.

"I already remember the glyphs, but I can't break the pen yet."

The moonlight quietly shone on the mahogany table, on his jade-white fingers, and clearly showed the water marks on the table.

He didn't write slowly, just as he said, without interruption, he had to write that word in one stroke.

The last moment just wrote a vertical line to the end, the next moment have to go back along this vertical line, and then swipe to the left halfway.

Repeated this many times, the water marks gradually formed a "Li" character.

Occasionally a light-seeking moth flew by the window, fluttered there for a long time and left.

Except for the occasional sound of water, there was no other sound in the house, like silence, but it was softened by the sound of dripping water and the evening wind.

Lu Zhizhi wrote the next two words patiently, with a smile on his lips, as if this was a kind of enjoyment.

The word "weak water" slowly appeared on his fingertips, but because it was a water mark, it didn't take long for it to evaporate into the air.

"I always thought that a name was just a code name, it doesn't make a difference if I call it A Chu or Lu Zhi, and it doesn't matter if you call me a beast.

But when I was learning to write your name, I suddenly had some different insights. It seems that when I wrote these three words, I really saw you. "

He reached out and stroked the white jade Buddha bead on her wrist, his fingertips dipped under the bead uncontrollably, trying to get closer to her.

"Am I good at writing?"

Li Ruoshui looked at the table with only mottled water marks left, and responded softly.

"Writing much better than me, I write like a dog crawling with a brush."

Lu Zhiyao reached out and touched the table, and then his brows stretched out, seemingly helpless, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes.

"It's already dry. I'll show it to you when I can write it with a pen. Even if the ink is dry, there will be traces."

...

The three characters on the table just now, except that they are slightly thicker, are similar in size and positioned on a line, no different from those written by ordinary people.

Even the setbacks in the shape of the characters and the back-to-back gestures are imitated one by one, completely unlike those written by a person who has just learned Chinese characters.

Li Ruoshui didn't know how much effort it took him to achieve such a result in just two days.

No matter how clever he is, if he wants to write this pictograph out of thin air, he will probably have to repeat it again and again.

This is his sincerity, but she doesn't seem to do anything.

Li Ruoshui lowered his head, but his hands unconsciously grasped his robe, his heart beating like thunder.

She is doing bad things.

She is lying.

As for the strategy, it had an impure purpose from the very beginning, and completed the task between trial and game again and again.

Even if she really likes him now, can she really stay with him all the time?

"What's wrong with you?"

Lu Zhizhi's fingertips pressed against her wrist, feeling her heartbeat that was not steady at the moment.

He lowered his head, and the black hair scattered behind him slid down like flowing water, with the cold moonlight on it, falling to her chest together.

After a long absence, Lu Zuo put his head on the side of her neck, where his pulse was beating with endless vitality.

The straight nose bridge slowly sinks in, gentle but forceful, he seems to be a little obsessed with it, and does not stop until Li Ruoshui moves a little in pain.

"...Is there anything you want to tell me?"

He sighed, as if satisfied, and took her with his other free hand and put her hand on his waist.

Even this completely touching gesture still can't satisfy him, he wants too much, but unfortunately this is all he can do now.

"have."

Her voice didn't want to be as clear as it used to be, as if it was covered with a layer of veil, he heard a slight tremor in his heart, and his hand under the bead held her tighter.

Li Ruoshui was already used to his contact. At this moment, her heart was in chaos, and she even thought of saying everything.

[Warning, this system is not active, please do not expose the existence of the system, otherwise the existence will be deleted immediately. 】

[Please don't worry about superfluous things, the host is safe, the character feels good, the progress is good, and you will be able to go home soon. 】

The HE system is like an unscrupulous boss who draws cakes. After a few beeps, it goes silent again.

Li Ruoshui was silent for a long time, and Lu Zhiyao didn't rush her, but just pestered her as usual, waiting for her next sentence.

He could feel Li Ruoshui's entanglement, such as her unconsciously clutching the clothes around his waist, such as her unstable breath.

Why is she so confused?

Even if her next sentence was to kill him, he would not be the least bit reluctant.

"If I said that I approached you with a purpose in the first place, I was lying to you, you..."

"I was worried about this. I knew from the beginning that you had a purpose, and it was nothing."

Lu Zhiyao let out a low laugh, the breath sprayed on the side of her neck, and her thin lips brushed occasionally when she spoke, softly.

"Have you heard of the theory of causality? You lied to me in this life, and you have to pay me back in the next life. See you in the next life. I can only be happy."

His brain circuits are always so strange, and this answer once again exceeded Li Ruoshui's expectations.

She straightened up and pushed him to sit up, watching his expression carefully.

There is really no resentment or complaint at all, and her eyebrows are curved, and she doesn't seem to care about her lying to him.

Li Ruoshui sighed: "I'm using you, I'm wrong, I feel very sorry for you."

Lu Zhizhi sat up straight, his silk black hair was lifted by the evening wind, he turned his back to the moonlight, opened his eyes, and a faint brilliance flowed in his eyes.

"I said, you can use me at any time, as long as you are by my side."

His hand touched Li Ruoshui's side face, and his expression was gentle and seemed to be relieved, but there was an indescribable madness.

"Li Ruoshui is not wrong. I will get rid of anything that makes you unhappy and hinders us."

With just one sentence, his gentle mask was torn open, revealing his soul that was not restricted by rules.

He was never a good person, and now it seems normal is just what Li Ruoshui needs.

She needs it, and he is like this.

She doesn't need it, he is still a mad dog and a beast that others call inhuman.

Li Ruoshui lowered his head and smiled, full of helplessness.

Her long hair was loose, and she was a little quieter and less energetic than usual.

"Fortunately, I'm not an ambitious person, otherwise, you will be miserable."

Lu Zhiyao knows nothing about love, and he is so strong. If he is a caring person, he might be able to use him.

"I can't sleep tonight, let's practice calligraphy with you."

Lu Zhiyao smiled, turned around and began to trace the words on the wooden board.

"The boss said that the important thing about the appointment letter is not the format, but the mind, so I wrote it as I thought."

Li Ruoshui leaned over and looked at it for a long time, but the words on the wooden board were too scattered, it was really difficult to piece together a complete sentence.

"So powerful? Can you tell me the content?"

"can not."

The rejection was very straightforward, nothing at all followed her will.

The bug flew in from the window all the time, drew circles in the air, and then stopped on the wooden board.

Li Ruoshui puffed out his cheeks and blew it away, propped his jaw, and moved his eyes along his fingertips.

It's a rare leisure time now.

"Are you from Jingzhou? There is a security guard in Jingzhou, also surnamed Li."

This is what Bai Qing found out. Their daughter is also called Li Ruoshui. She is seventeen years old, and her appearance matches her.

But he didn't quite believe it. Li Ruoshui's eating habits and his tone of voice when he was nervous were very similar to people from Shu, but Jingzhou was not in Shu.

"My name is Li Ruoshui, but I'm not her, do you believe me?"

Li Ruoshui lay on the table and said this answer that was not an answer.

"Trust." This question is over."When do you want to set the wedding date?"

Li Ruoshui looked at his excited eyebrows: "...It's okay, look at you."

"Then the day after tomorrow, I'm ready for the past few days."

Li Ruoshui was silent for a while, and then said, "Can it be just the two of us?"

"That's better."

Pale fingertips traced the word "water" carefully, as if to outline her eyebrows, but she could not hide her joy when she wrote it.

Li Ruoshui looked at his hand, but thought of the reward content when the system judged last time.

In addition to memory fragments and silver, there is also a mysterious gift box.

This might be a turnaround.