Ning Ning's heartbeat was a little erratic.

Luan City was busy with traffic at night, but Pei Ji didn't like crowds and noise, so when she sent him back to the inn, she deliberately chose a secluded alleyway.

At this time, the sky has darkened, and there is no one around. The night is like a roll of splashed ink on rice paper, pouring from the sky. The gray clouds are reflected in the stars, like fine quicksand falling one by one, turning into immortal shadows between the buildings.

The lights create a long and bright Milky Way.

And they were enveloped by the shadow of the high wall, and the wandering clear light caressed the quiet night. Everything was hazy, such as the noisy voices on the street, a few faint dog barks in the distance, and Pei Ji.

A murmur like a whisper.

He was very tall. When he stood in front of Ning Ning, he blocked all the bright or dim lights. When she opened her eyes, she could only see Pei Ji's deep pupils.

Like a heavy, breathless black curtain.

He is calling her "Ningning" instead of the cold and distant "senior sister" she once was.

She felt there must be something wrong with herself.

There were so many people around her calling her name, why did her heart beat faster for no reason only when she heard Pei Ji pronounce these two words?

This is obviously just a common little thing.

"...Pei Ji."

Ning Ning was thin-skinned. She was shy of being stared at by him, and she was also worried that someone would pass by by chance and see their ambiguous posture. Therefore, she pressed her palm on his chest with a little force and tried to push Pei Ji back: "You stand first.

good."

With such a push, he couldn't help but stagnate.

Because it was summer, Pei Ji's clothes were very thin, and through a layer of soft fabric, she could clearly touch the heat of the other person's skin.

Especially when you apply force with your hands, you can even feel the solid texture of his muscles and the violent heartbeat.

Ning Ning was so surprised by this strange touch that her ears burned.

Pei Ji was drunk and staggered backward when she pushed him, but she did not let go of her hands on her shoulders.

A house next to the lane turned on the lights, and the light filled the air silently like mist, soaking in the young man's angular cheeks.

Due to drinking, there was a circle of pink around his eyes, like water-soaked peach blossoms in spring. It spread from the end of his eyes to his face, becoming lighter and more scattered, making the tear mole hang like a drop of blood.

, and like a teardrop dyed red.

Pei Ji still looked down at her, his expression cold, but there was a hint of grievance in his tone: "You hate me?"

After being drunk, his thinking was simple and straightforward. When he saw himself being pushed away by Ning Ning, he subconsciously felt that he was being disliked. His already hot and unbearable heart became even more uncomfortable, causing his chest to feel tight and painful.

Ning Ning was not stupid and quickly understood the reason why he said this.

No matter how rigorous Pei Ji's logic is, she can't reason with an unconscious person, so she can only follow his wishes and respond: "How could I hate you?"

Pei Ji frowned.

His eyes were pure black, dizzy and dull under the influence of alcohol, but they looked more innocent and harmless. Ning Ning heard him say in a low voice: "You... you pushed me."

"I push you away because I hate you?"

She had drunk some wine before, but she didn't feel very drunk.

At this moment, I don’t know whether it was affected by the aftertaste of the return of spring in Jiuzhou, or because of her panic, Ning Ning closed her palms as she spoke, gently grabbed the collar of Pei Ji’s chest, pulled him towards her, and said funny

: "Then if I pull you over, will I like you?"

Pei Ji was slightly stunned.

Ning Ning watched helplessly as his jade-like face quickly turned red, and then she hurriedly lowered her head, as if she was quite shy, and hesitantly answered "Oh."

Ning Ning has one head and two heads.

——What are you saying "um" so embarrassedly? She didn't mean that! This is a rhetorical question, a rhetorical question!

It was a joke, but she forgot that drunk people don't understand jokes and always take them seriously.

Thanks to Pei Ji, Ning Ning also felt an invisible fire burning from the back of her head, burning her already hot face.

"I didn't mean that... I just wanted to say that I don't hate you."

Ning Ning was afraid that he would think wrongly, so she emphasized her tone and explained: "No matter what, absolutely not."

Pei Ji's strength finally weakened, and his expression could almost be called "cautious": "Really?"

Ning Ning nodded vigorously: "Really!"

After a pause, he added tentatively: "How about you let go of your hand first? I'll take you back to the inn to rest. We can't stand here all the time."

The young man, immersed in darkness, hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and moved his hands away.

No one has ever liked him.

His mother called him a bastard, and his peers laughed at his bloodline. Even when he was wandering alone, and a stranger saw him having a demonic attack, he would be scolded and called a "monster."

He doesn't care about the favor of those people, and he can't even pray for the slightest concern from them. Even if he is alone for the rest of his life, he can still survive.

But... when Ning Ning said she didn't hate it, Pei Ji still felt happier than ever.

He is not a dog that wag its tail and beg for mercy. He will not give up his heart just because of a little favor. The reason why he feels happy may be because it is her who said these words.

As long as she doesn't hate it, that's enough.

If possible, he is still secretly begging for a little bit of love, just a little bit.

"Pei Ji?"

Seeing that he was in a daze, Ning Ning poked Pei Ji's arm out of habit: "Can you go back with me?"

His consciousness was confused and he nodded in confusion.

Then Ning Ning grabbed her sleeve and pulled it gently.

The thick darkness in front of his eyes dissipated instantly, and the young man was pulled out of the shadow of the alleyway and placed under a dim light.

His steps were unsteady and he staggered forward a few steps, just in time to fall into Ning Ning's arms.

Because of the contact just now, she seemed to have been mentally prepared for it, expecting it to be like this.

However, Ning Ning did not push Pei Ji away without explanation this time. Instead, she patted him gently on the back. Her voice was very close to his chest, swirling between the folds of his clothes. It was a little muffled, but also a little helpless: "Okay.

Okay, okay, can you stand up on your own?"

She knew that Pei Ji was particularly sensitive and had low self-esteem due to his childhood experience, and she didn't want him to feel disgusted again, so she didn't hesitate to push him away.

It was so gentle that he was overwhelmed.

Even though he was drunk, Pei Ji instinctively felt his heartbeat speed up. His consciousness, which was outside his spiritual consciousness, was barely pulled back. After a brief daze, he straightened up and nodded with a dull face.

"I'd better support you."

He seemed to be more at ease than before. Ning Ning stretched out her hand and supported Pei Ji's arm.

The young man's arms are slender and strong, with strong and tight muscles due to years of sword practice.

After all, she was a good-looking young man who grew up in the 21st century. She didn't have as strong a defense between men and women as the ancients, but she still felt nervous walking closely with him like this.

As we gradually walked into the alley, the surrounding sounds gradually became quieter, swallowed up by the rich ink color.

Pei Ji staggered as he walked, and Ning Ning followed him cautiously. Unexpectedly, she suddenly heard a slightly hoarse boy's voice.

"...Don't always be with Senior Brother He."

It was extremely quiet, but Pei Ji's voice seemed extremely abrupt and clear, like rough sand passing through his eardrums, causing an inexplicable itch.

Ning Ning was stunned for a moment.

She wondered if this was an auditory hallucination caused by her drinking. She turned her head and raised her eyes with some confusion, and met Pei Ji's eyes impartially.

He saw Ning Ning looking stunned and thought she didn't hear clearly.

So he kept a straight face and repeated word for word very seriously: "Don't always be with Senior Brother He."

As soon as these words came out, even Cheng Ying felt that something was not right. If this kid continues to talk wildly according to the current trend, he might do something earth-shattering. I am afraid that on the second day, he will not even meet Ning Ning.

I don't even have the courage.

——Although it is a little bit, I want to see Pei Ji like that.

As a good brother and a good mother who have shared joys and sorrows for many years, Cheng Ying felt that it was necessary to remind him, and immediately lowered his voice and asked tentatively: "Wait a minute, Pei Xiaoji, do you know what you are talking about?"

According to his usual habits, Pei Ji should have replied to it silently in his heart.

Unexpectedly, he looked directly at Ning Ning, opened his mouth and said seriously: "I know what I am talking about, very clear - very clear."

Ning Ning was startled again.

Then she looked at the young man in black in front of her and his eyes wandered, finally stopping in front of her. The ends of his eyes and eye sockets were very red, and he said vaguely but seriously: "I can also...accompany you."

Chengying:……

Cheng Ying didn't look at it, and closed his mouth with a twisted expression. Later, he couldn't help but chuckle, so he just burst out laughing and floated freely in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Even if Pei Ji wakes up tomorrow, he might get angry and kill it. For the happiness at this moment, it's worth it!

"I can cook, do housework, play with you, and fight and kill people -"
To be continued...