Ningning didn't dare to look at him again. She held the peach blossom cake and lowered her head, opened her mouth and took a bite.

The pastry is soft and is broken layer by layer between the lips and teeth. The starchy fragrance and peach blossom sweetness are intertwined, making it incredibly gentle.

It's sweet.

It was so sweet that she couldn't help but feel happy.

Pei Ji didn't say a word, and when he saw the girl bit her first bite, he held the hilt tightly, and his knuckles turned pale.

Then Ningning grinned and raised her head, her pupils full of unconcealed smiles: "It's delicious!"

The whole heart relaxed.

His throat moved slightly, and he turned his face and responded softly: "Yes."

In a cramped silence, Pei Ji heard her voice again: "By the way, are you... okay? After seeing Xie Yu."

Ning Ning asked carefully, but he never showed any expression related to sadness. He heard this and said in a deep voice: "No obstacle."

He paused, and hesitated, "Have I not told you about my mother?"

Ningning looked up and opened her eyes wide.

"That's not a very important story."

Pei Ji's tone was very light, as if he was discussing today's weather. When talking about the past, he curled his lips slightly, and his eyes were full of sarcastic sneer: "She was born in a large family. One day, she saw injustice and saved a seriously injured young man who was unconscious. The two fell in love with each other and stole the forbidden fruit."

That young man should be Xie Yu.

Ning Ning didn't interrupt, listen quietly.

"It's a pity that man is not a good match. He just steals the magic of the aristocratic family's martial arts to get close to her. When she risks the world's worst, she steals the martial arts from her family's forbidden land-"

He paused slightly when he said this, and the self-mockery in his pupils became stronger: "The demons attacked the city in a large number of days. In just one night, there was nothing left in his family, wealth, and cultivation. The only thing that stayed was the evil seed that had not yet been born in his belly."

A sinful seed.

Ningning's heart trembled and she slowly frowned.

This is a word that Pei Ji never talks to others.

He has a strong personality and is stubborn. He never bothered to show others his past scars, but at this moment, he wanted Ningning to know for the first time.

Pei Ji couldn't explain clearly what he was thinking.

His power is so insignificant that he is powerless to the unscrupulous humiliation of the outside world. He can only grit his teeth and refuse to beg for mercy, and endure it day by day.

Over time, the boy gradually got used to living in contempt and rejection, pain, punishment, life and death, without any assistance, and he could grit his teeth and survive by his own strength.

——What Pei Ji should have been used to.

But Ningning threw a little more sugar, and he tasted the sweetness. In the darkest corner of his heart, there was a voice clamoring for more.

He was really despicable. He could not cross the gap between the two, so he relied on drinking poison to quench his thirst. With such a humble and humble method, he tried to make her look at him a few more times.

Even I find it ridiculous.

Pei Ji lowered his eyelashes and did not look at her.

His voice was also very low: "Those things have nothing to do with me, you don't need to give sympathy."

After pausing for a moment, the boy's voice became hoarse inexplicably: "...I can't be pitiful."

Xie Yu's love-hate entanglement with that woman is indeed very little related to him, but Pei Ji told all the secrets, and the only thing he had hidden was all about himself.

For example, he endured his mother's hatred for Xie Yu, and was struggling in the dark cellar every day, and was covered in bruises;

For example, since my mother died of serious illness, she was wandering around and was once broken by a gangster on the street because of a bun;

For example, he inherited the rich demonic energy belonging to the Demon Lord and was regarded as an invisible monster by others. I don’t know how much humiliation and indifference have been received.

The woman named him "Ji".

No mother would have taken flesh and blood as such a name. It was clearly a curse that could never escape forever. From the moment he was born, he endured endless hatred.

Sometimes Pei Ji would wonder, what is he?

Resented by his biological mother and abandoned by his biological father, the world is so great that he can't find a place to stay. Except for the sword, everything in the world seems to have nothing to do with him.

He doesn't care about others, and no one will care about him.

These are things that he doesn't want Ningning to know.

Like a fish that was about to drown after leaving the water, he was in a terrible life.

But even so, there will be one's last bit of shattered dignity that you want to stick to.

Only her.

Pei Ji didn't want to be looked down upon by Ningning.

The bamboo forest was quiet for a moment.

He was afraid of hearing a tone similar to comfort or pity, and a rustling sound came from his ears. It turned out that Ning Ning lowered her head and kicked the bamboo leaves piled on the ground with her feet.

The faint noise twitched straight into Pei Ji's heart.

She spoke as if she was muttering in a low voice: "I won't sympathize with you."

Pei Ji held the long sword in his hand tightly, and for some reason he felt his heart beating wildly.

"Because you are very good. Excellent talents do not need sympathy for others."

Ning Ning looked up at him, and the clear voice sounded slowly under the moonlight, with some inexplicable magic: "How wonderful we Pei Ji, we are, we can cook, we can subdue demons, and we can also make many beautiful little toys. Who else can be better than you? I can't even admire you."

...How could she say such words in a normal tone?

The boy who has always been alone has never heard such straightforward words. Even if he knows that she is out of comfort, he is still at a loss so much that his ears are hot.

"And," Ning Ning said, pausing her eyes on his face for a long time, and laughing at herself, "Pei Ji is very beautiful, much better than many people."

The moonlight makes nowhere to hide any emotions.

A leaf fell slowly, and the young man's white face was dyed with peach blossom pink.

He suddenly wondered for no reason whether that peach blossom cake would be too sweet.

The moonlight shook all over the ground, quietly entangled with the endless night, dizzying the cold smoke like cold water.

Pei Ji held his breath and turned his head to turn his eyes away, but he didn't realize that doing so was just a cover-up of his ears and could not avoid that sight.

Ningning saw his shyness and felt quite novel for a moment, as if he was a prank, moving forward closer.

Her eyes moved down his face little by little.

Like a hot flame.

The voice of the laughter sounded heartlessly, and the words were paused, and the ending sound was very bad.

"Eyes, nose, mouth—"

It is the most interesting thing for people who are shy on weekdays to be shy. Ning Ning smiled and suddenly met a pair of dark pupils.

——Pei Ji turned his gaze and landed on her face without blinking.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes were filled with moonlight, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

The pupils were surging like a tide.

Ning Ning's smile froze at the corner of her mouth. She was obviously the one who took the initiative to tease her, but her heart was beating wildly by his eyes.

Ning Ning touched her nose and bowed her head in a frustrated manner. Her voice was much smaller than before: "... they all look pretty good."

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