Dressed as a paranoid male supporting white moonlight

Chapter 114
a long time.

Qin Yanfeng asked: "Then do you think there will be people in the world who suddenly change their personalities?"

"It might be."

Jiang Xian had read a lot of news, she immediately analyzed, "In case that person encounters a major accident, or suffers from some kind of mental illness, it is possible that such a situation exists. For example, if a person is short-tempered, but he starts to believe in religion, he will cultivate himself..."

"Is there a kind of person who used to love to abuse, trample, and humiliate others, but later became gentle and kind?"

Jiang Xian: "Maybe."

Qin Yanfeng narrowed his eyes, "Then what happened to her?"

"I don't know." Jiang Xian was confused by his series of weird questions.

Qin Yanfeng stared at her face for a long time, was defeated in the end, and whispered to himself, "Forget it."

Forget it, he doesn't want to delve into it.

Qin Yanfeng picked up the sword again and wiped it repeatedly.

The candlelight reflected the sword, and the sword reflected the eyes under his mask, Jiang Xian seemed to be a bit lonely.

She tasted the meaning of the other party's words, hesitated for a moment, and asked cautiously: "Song Qi, have you ever met that kind of person?"

"Yes." Qin Yanfeng twitched the corner of his mouth, "I used to hate her to the bone."

"now what?"

"There's still hate."

But I don't hate so much anymore.

Jiang Xian thought to herself, a person like him who licks blood with knife edge has as many enemies as crucian carp crossing the river.Although I don't know why he had conflicts with others, it seems that his emotions are not simple hatred.

She finally arranged the crimson gauze lampshade evenly.

The flame of the wax torch flickered brightly in the lampshade.

Jiang Xian hesitated for a while, then thought it over: "Actually, I think it's a good thing to know how to let go. Holding on to resentment is actually punishing yourself. If you forgive properly, you may have new feelings." She has always It is a tolerant and soft temperament, this is the idea from her perspective.Realizing that these words might make Qin Yanfeng unhappy, Jiang Xian hastily explained, "Of course, don't try to persuade others to be kind, if what I say is wrong, don't be angry. After all, I don't know your enemy. What did you do to..."

"Well, you don't know." Qin Yanfeng stared at her.

Jiang Xian was bewildered by his scorching gaze, she lowered her head and stroked the hair next to her ears, and said shyly, "I'm sorry, I'm too tongue-in-cheek."

Qin Yanfeng immediately said: "No."

The eyes of the two met inadvertently, and then quickly moved away from each other.

The room fell into a long silence again.

The wick of the candle burns to long ash, making a small "crackling" sound.

Jiang Xian seemed to have found something to do, so she immediately looked for the scissors.The scissors were in the shadow of the corner of the table, she stretched out her hand, but unexpectedly Qin Yanfeng also went to take it, his wide palm just covered the back of her fair and small hand, fingers crossed.

Qin Yanfeng seemed to be scalded, and immediately withdrew his hands, his heart beating faster unconsciously.

Jiang Xian froze for a moment.

Soon, she calmly removed the lampshade and cut the lantern flower, as if nothing happened.

Qin Yanfeng couldn't keep her calm.

Not only because of holding her hand just now, but also because of what she said.

Under the sickly and beautiful appearance, she has a bright, transparent and unique soul.

Qin Yanfeng didn't want to admit that the current him really hated her no matter what.

"It's getting late, you should rest."

He turned away.

After a while, the woman behind him trotted out, "Song Qi!"

Qin Yanfeng slowed down and looked back. Jiang Xian leaned out half of her body while holding on to the railing beside the water dock. With a bright smile, she raised her voice and asked, "What do you want to eat tomorrow morning? I'll make it for you."

Qin Yanfeng stood with his arms folded, his figure Xiao Su raised his head, "Can you cook jujube and almond porridge?"

"Yes." Jiang Xian blinked, "But there are no almonds."

"I'll go buy it tomorrow. What's missing?"

"Buy some prickly ash, garlic, fragrant leaves, and mint, and bring back two buckwheat pillows." Jiang Xian gritted her teeth and added, "I'll pay the money. I'll put it on your account first, and I'll give it to you when I return to Beijing."

Qin Yanfeng laughed lowly, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)