Chapter 25 The fog

Ye Rong thought that Xu Jue would be angry, or would beat and kick himself, in short, no matter what kind of possibility, in his expectation, it would never be good.

But it was raining red.

Ye Rong's eyes paused for a while, and she saw Xu Jue's eyes slowly turning red, her eyes turned into grief, and then tears fell on her face.

Ye Rong just felt a little absurd for a moment, so absurd, as if he saw Han Jing's deity statue that had no heart, could not love and could only laugh suddenly burst into tears one day.

So absurd that he almost instantly decided that it was just the tears of a crocodile.

Ye Rong rolled his eyes and said indifferently, "Stop pretending, it's not like you."

Xu Jue didn't expect Ye Rong to be so cruel that he wouldn't eat hard.

He is good at all kinds of flirting words, but he can't say a word that can prove his heart.

Don't say Ye Rong doesn't believe it, even Xu Jue himself can't measure how much he likes in his mouth.

He only knew that without Ye Rong, he would suffer, be unwilling, and want everything back to the way it was.

He even thought that as long as Ye Rongken came back, he would not care about the sharp words he said, and maybe he could tolerate him more in the future.

Xu Jue looked down at the undisguised anger and disgust in his eyes, and for a moment he was in a trance, and he recalled the affection of Luo Tuo in those eyes.

A love that belongs to Xu Jue alone, until death.

He stretched out his hand to touch Ye Rong's eyes, and said in panic, "I'm not lying to you this time, I swear."

Ye Rong was extremely irritable. He didn't want to play here with Xu Jue endlessly, chasing after me and hiding, and suddenly broke away and punched him in the stomach.

Xu Jue's face was grim in pain, and he let go of Ye Rong while covering his stomach with a hiss.

Ye Rong pushed him away from the bed and sat up, turning the wrist that he had just injured in the scuffle, and said coldly: "Xu Jue, I sometimes wonder if you are really as sick as me, you know how unreasonable you are. Is it?"

Like a ruthless executioner, he raised the knife and cut off all the specious room, and said lightly: "I repeat, no matter what you think of me, like it or not, it has nothing to do with me, what I throw away, forever Won't pick it up again."

Xu Jue was dumbfounded, stretched out his hand and clasped Ye Rong's arm tightly, his eyes wandered on his face, tightly entangled, but his words were sullen, "Ye Rong, you are so cruel, you are so cruel, Spoiled and then abandoned... You tell me, you are about to burn me to ashes, who the fuck can I love now?"

Ye Rong pushed open the bedroom door and was taken aback when he saw that the ground was in a mess and thought he had been burglarized.

The two telescopes that had been standing well by the window were also pushed to the ground, tragically broken into pieces.

After turning his eyes around, he discovered Fu Wenyuan who was standing stiffly in the corner.

He stepped forward as if nothing had happened, helped a lot of objects along the way, and asked in a relaxed tone, "What's the matter? The work is not going well?"

Fu Wenyuan seemed to have just woken up from a dream when he discovered Ye Rong, and asked incredulously, "Rong Rong? Why are you coming back..."

The corner of Ye Rong's mouth froze for a while, but he quickly covered it up without a trace, raised his eyes and asked him with a smile, "Otherwise, where should I go?"

Fu Wenyuan came out of the corner and saw the color on Ye Rong's face for a moment. Chance, do you know, if you don't come back tonight..."

He approached Ye Rong little by little, leaning into his ear as if he was talking, "If you don't come back, I will definitely send him to death for that Xu Jue, even though I know he will live a hundred years."

Ye Rong's eyes widened, her face changed faintly, she grabbed Fu Wenyuan to touch his hand, and shouted his name in shock and fear: "Fu Wenyuan!"

Fu Wenyuan didn't break free, but held Ye Rong's hand with his backhand. His hand was a circle bigger than Ye Rong's. When he was caught by the whole, it seemed like he was holding some fragile treasure.

He rubbed the back of Ye Rong's hand and coaxed softly, "Don't be afraid, Rongrong, don't be afraid of me."

Ye Rong heard the middle of his words, and glanced at the wreckage of the telescopes on the ground, as well as the dim light in Xu Jue's room not far from the window.

Suddenly everything was cleared up, and what followed was not fear, but an indescribable relief.

For a while, it turned out to be so relieved.

While he was in a trance, Fu Wenyuan hurriedly posted it as if he was extremely frightened, and did what Xu Jue had been trying to accomplish all night.

He kissed Ye Rong, just as he had imagined countless times, soft like the white flakes torn by the tail of the cloud, fluttering in his heart but as heavy as a stone.

Ye Rong didn't know why, the moment he was kissed, he felt his soul tremble, perhaps because he had never been kissed so tenderly before, perhaps because such tenderness awakened a part of his soul that did not belong to him memory.

——He chased Bai Die into the deep mountains and forests. Between the cold mountains and green peaks, the fog filled the four corners.

——He was running in the fog but could not find his way back no matter what.

——But before the tears could fall, a pair of unfamiliar hands held him in the fog, turned his back to him and led him out of the curtain of fate.

——At the end of the fog, the man turned his head, his eyebrows, his fingers, like smoke lingering under the moonlight, turned into sparkling water, shaking into bright light.

——It was also at that moment that the fog dissipated in the sky, and the night dawned.