Jiang Jingtan's voice seemed to have magic power. He just described it so clearly and calmly, but it evoked many thoughts in Lou Shuitian. She couldn't help but think of Aunt Lin's sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and also recalled that when she was injured on a mission, Jiang Jingtan broke it piece by piece for her to eat with her snow-white fingertips.
Sweet is sweet, but now I think about it and it is full of bitterness.
Lou Shuitian was still immersed in his own thoughts, but Jiang Jingtan suddenly came closer, like a majestic snow mountain, and his shadow fell on her.
Lou Shuitian's fingertips couldn't help but tremble.
She didn't know why he suddenly approached, and her face was calm, but the moment Jiang Jingtan stretched out her hand, her sudden movement to avoid him still betrayed her panic.
Jiang Jingtan's hand stopped in mid-air, paused, then moved forward and gently took something off.
Lou Shuitian only felt a slight itch on the top of her head. When she raised her eyes, he saw in his hand a dead leaf that had landed on the top of her hair.
Meeting her gaze, Jiang Jingtan's eyes seemed to be mocking.
The dead leaves were crushed and rustled at his snow-white fingertips, then carelessly thrown away and scattered between his fingers.
Just like Lou Shuitian's mood at this time.
Almost unable to control her emotions, she stood up suddenly, took three or two steps back, and then asked him calmly: "Isn't Alliance Leader Jiang really here to reminisce with me?"
The tone was not plain, but somewhat mean.
Nothing like Lou Shuitian himself.
"I missed you so much that I came here." Jiang Jingtan said.
Lou Shuitian frowned and looked at him.
Sure enough, Jiang Jingtan laughed out loud the next second, and then suddenly coughed while laughing. He covered it with a handkerchief, and it took him a while to regain his composure.
"It's really sad. When faced with my true words, you reacted like a hedgehog." He sighed slowly, "You really haven't changed at all, Thirteen."
Lou Shuitian's frown deepened.
Many years ago, after she gradually became a shadow guard, she was told that the young man reading scriptures in the meditation hall was the young leader of Yunxian Mountain, the person she wanted to follow to the death, and the source of all her pain.
At that time, he was smiling like he is now. It was clear that she was the one who was deceived, but he was the one who looked like he could forgive the whole world. He said, "I never wanted to hurt you."
"You never stop others from hurting me." Lou Shuitian argued unwillingly. At that time, she still hoped that the best boy in the world could give her an explanation. But he said: "In fact, it would be more beneficial to me if I didn't stop it."
From a long time ago, his true words had a sharp edge, so Lou Shuitian had to be on guard to avoid being riddled with holes.
Lou Shuitian clenched his palms slightly, "Jiang Jingtan, you haven't changed at all."
Hearing this, Jiang Jingtan suppressed her smile, with complicated emotions in her eyes.
For a moment there was only silence between them.
Jiang Yusheng looked at the two people on the edge of the lotus pond. They looked at each other. They were obviously only a few steps away from each other, but they felt helpless out of thin air, as if they were ten thousand layers apart from each other.
Jiang Yusheng began to doubt whether his decision to tell the young leader of Thirteen's whereabouts in Luzhou was correct. Would it have been better for both of them if Thirteen disappeared five years ago?
But the people over there didn't continue to let him think about this issue. I only heard Jiang Jingtan say: "There is no complete cure for Shibu's poison. You need to take the antidote regularly, otherwise the torture will be even worse."
Lou Shuitian was not surprised.
She had already guessed it. Since the last time she took the antidote at the training ground, although her whole body felt comfortable, there were signs of recurrence within a few days, and she had to frequently use her internal strength to suppress it.
Because he had long known that Shibu's poison could not be cured, that's why Jiang Jingtan was so kind as to give her the antidote that day.
How could Jiang Jingtan do something detrimental to him?
"It's Yun Xianshan's style." Lou Shuitian curled his lips slightly.
Jiang Jingtan raised her eyes and looked at her seriously, as if she had been dipped in cold water.
Quiet and lonely.
Lou Shuitian's attitude was firm. He said nothing and turned to leave.
Jiang Jingtan walked very slowly, which seemed a little unnatural. Lou Shuitian even noticed something was wrong until Jiang Yusheng ran over a few steps and helped him walk out step by step.
Long after he left, Lou Shuitian was still standing in front of the lotus pond. The autumn wind was not very cold, but she was blown cold all over.
