Sarcasm, really ironic.

Wen Xiaoai sat back in the shade of the tree weakly, leaning her back against the trunk of the tree, and the whole person felt exhausted from body to heart.

"Give."

A hand was handed to her.

Wen Xiaoai lowered her eyes, but saw Nie Jiuque holding a handful of candy in his hand.

The candy wrappers are colorful and very beautiful.

Wen Xiaoai looked at the candy in his hand, but his mind was full of Jun Moyan's appearance, and his thoughts were in a trance for a moment.

She withdrew her gaze, looked away, then opened her mouth, and said weakly, "I don't eat sugar." ”

She doesn't want sugar, she doesn't want anything, she just wants Jun Moyan.

Nie Jiuque's hand holding the candy was visibly stiff.

“…… Aren't you a sugar lover? ”

His tone is like sharing what he loves the most with the person he loves the most, but the other party doesn't like it at all.

She clearly said that sugar is her favorite food...... Why don't you eat it again?

"How do you know I like sugar?" Wen Xiaoai looked at him.

Resisting the urge to unmask him.

“…… I guess you girls have a sweet tooth. ”

"I like to eat, but I only eat what Jun Moyan gives."

“……”

He silently withdrew his hand, looked at the handful of sugar in his hand, and felt like he had bitten through the bitter gall.

Realizing that her refusal seemed to have hurt him, Wen Xiaoai pursed her lips slightly and looked at him.

"You...... Why do you always wear a mask? Does your face hurt? ”

Nie Jiuque saw that she took the initiative to talk to herself, so she restrained those emotions.

Smiled and responded: "No, it's just ......"

"Just what?"

"This face...... Not mine. ”

At first glance, this is inexplicably terrifying.

But Wen Xiaoai suddenly thought of it, the Demon Venerable Nie Jiuque was reincarnated.

This face is naturally different from his previous life.

"Your eyes are very beautiful, and your face shouldn't be ugly, and even if it's ugly, your parents who are affected by your body are just a pair of skins no matter how good-looking they look, just a good person."

I always feel that the other party has been wearing a mask for this reason.

"You're right." He smiled.

"That'...... Can you show me? ”

She really wanted to see his face, and Nie Jiuque in her dream and him in front of her at this moment gave her a familiar feeling.

"Not yet."

"Why 'yet'?"

Is it saying that you can't do it now, but you can do it later?

After Nie Jiuque pondered for a moment, he said inappropriately: "Your clothes are much better than those wedding clothes." ”

"Hmph, forget it if you don't show it."

Wen Xiaoai pursed her lips, stopped looking at him, and leaned against the trunk of the tree.

Lately, she has always felt lacking in energy, unable to do anything, and always sleepy.

Nie Jiuque looked at Wen Xiaoai, who was a little angry with him, and smiled dumbly.

He just sat quietly and looked at her in a daze.

The hot gaze lingered on her small and delicate face, from the eyebrows, to the nose, to the lips...

It's been a long, long time, he's not seen her like that.

"Ying'er ......"

In his distraction, he couldn't help but mutter.

Wen Xiaoai's eyelids moved slightly, and then she opened her eyes.

Nie Jiuque, who hadn't reacted to his loss of voice, suddenly realized what he had said when he saw Wen Xiaoai open his eyes.

"You're calling me?"

Wen Xiaoai looked at him.

“……”

He didn't speak, just looked at her with a nervous expression.

There is no denial, and there is no recognition.