Chapter 57 (2/2)

The man who stares at a white dress and has a ferocious scar on his face walks to the nearest place. He just regains his mind and quickly lowers himself. He and Qinghong, who has just left the house, walks towards the dark corridor in the distance. After a while, they disappear in the vision of Jiang Luoyu in the house.

Bai Minyu was standing on the steps, his face was a little fuzzy because of the darkness. Only his smoking eyes were still shining. His white clothes were blown by the breeze. His body was slender and thin. It seemed that he was lightly blown by the evening wind. Jiang Luoyu even had an illusion——If you don't hold out your hand again, the person in front of you will float away in a short time.

It has been more than ten days since they met last time. At this time, Jiang Luoyu looked at him face to face again. Jiang Luoyu looked at him faintly for a moment. He found that his face was no longer pale, but he was still a little weak. He knew that Bai Minyu's fever had recovered, but his internal skill in the pool that day was still not healed.

He pursed his lips, but he didn't dare to say anything for a moment. His Dark Jade eyes drooped, and he felt that if the people in front of him looked at the scene with those clear eyes for a while, he could not help explaining his performance at noon and month by month.

”It's cold outside.” After looking at each other for a moment, Jiang Luoyu turned slightly to the door, opened the carved door half door, lowered her voice and said, ”if you have anything, come in and talk about it.”

Bai Minyu stood in silence and looked at Jiang Luoyu's beautiful face, which was hidden in the light. Her fingers were folded in her sleeve and couldn't see whether it was stretched or held. However, her eyes seemed to be coated with a thin layer of light at that moment. The whole person seemed to have a trace of warmth.

After Bai Minyu entered the door, Jiang Luoyu sat back to the table with a faint look. She just left a steaming tea on the table nearby, as if she had acquiesced to Bai Minyu's existence. Her fingers unconsciously scratched on the desk. Yi Hao touched the jade bottle in the corner and shook it in her hand.

Bai Minyu stood by the door not far away from him. He looked at the man sitting at the table with fixed eyes. Suddenly, he lowered his voice and said the first sentence.

”When I came, I just wanted to see my son.”

His voice was low and hoarse, and he was short of breath due to serious injury. However, it sounded very touching. The man who had been shaking the jade bottle suddenly clenched his palm, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. When he raised his head and looked at him again, he looked serious and said.

”Don't take those words to heart.”

The moment he raised his head, he suddenly found that since entering the house, Bai Minyu has been staring at him quietly. Although he has always been expressionless, his smoky eyes are like glass with flowing light. As long as people take a look, they can feel the peace and security contained there.

Jiang Luoyu breathed a long sigh of relief. Knowing that the people in front of him had no longer paid attention to the things at noon, he felt that he was suddenly relaxed a lot. He wanted to put the jade bottle back on the table, but before he could return his hand to make a move, he heard the man sitting in front of him suddenly repeated his words.

”This is ice cream?”

Before Jiang Luoyu nodded, she saw that the man in front of her stood up. Her white fingers slowly took away the jade bottle in his palm. After opening a little gap, she looked down at the reddish cream and sniffed it gently.

Jiang Luoyu looked at his movements, and the smile on his lips came out, and the smile in the eyes like black jade also came out.

”What's the matter, do you want it?”

Bai Minyu didn't speak. She just hung her head and closed the jade bottle again. Her white fingers tightly clasped the jade bottle. Her knuckles turned white. Her long hair covered his side face. Jiang Luoyu looked up and looked at him quietly. She could hardly see his face.

After a moment's silence, Jiang Luoyu watched him cling to the jade bottle. He didn't mean to let go. His smile on his lips brought a bit of irony and a kind of cruelty that was immersed in the deeper part of his eyes: ”unfortunately, this bottle is worth thousands of gold. It can't be given to you. I'll keep it for myself.”

Digression: how about yesterday's Shuanggeng and today's 3000 Geng? Are you cool or not? In any case, my manuscript and I are very happy. In recent days, code words are the same as tortoise crawling. We can only hold out two thousand words in one night. It's really too noisy. QAQ

is too much