Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The straw mat is still old, and the ropes at the corners have fallen off. The hay is struggling to maintain itself, showing a curled and fragile state.

There are no pillows or quilts.

Even though it's summer, I'm just lying on the ground with a straw mat...

I don’t know if it will be cold.

Just as she was thinking, she saw him spreading a straw mat and came to her.

Seeing her moving slowly and holding her wet hair quietly, he lowered his head slightly and spoke calmly.

"Offended."

The delicate little beauty was stunned.

It soon dawned on him that he was going to carry her to bed.

Her foot was injured and it was difficult for her to walk, so he would help her like this.

Although, the behavior is indeed inappropriate.

Yun Si didn't care, she opened her arms quietly and waited for him to hug her.

He leaned over and picked her up.

Easily, like holding a weightless doll.

The table is not far from the bed, just two steps away.

He put her down, firmly.

The bed is cushioned with soft cotton quilts. It is very comfortable to sit on and you will not feel the hardness of the Tukang.

He stood up and was about to leave.

Soon enough, she grabbed him.

The white and soft hands tightly grasped his two rough fingers, with contrasting skin colors.

"..." He stood still and glanced at her with eyes that were neither happy nor angry. His huge body was extremely oppressive.

But Yun Si wasn't afraid of him at all. She grabbed his finger, her black and white eyes unblinking.

"May I have your name?"

Her tone was serious, and his figure was reflected in her crystal eyes.

She asked this question no less than three times, but he didn't seem to want to answer at all.

Yun Si didn't understand why he just didn't want to say it because it was just a name.

Obviously, he heard it, right?

The man lowered his eyes and looked at her calmly.

The fingers are thick and long, with hard leather.

He twisted twice, as if he wanted to take his hand back.

But Yun Si was determined to know his name, so she held on tightly and wouldn't let go for a moment.

She even grabbed it with both hands.

"Just tell me what will happen?" she said angrily.

He paused.

"Yu Falcon."

Two words that are concise and concise, not one more will do.

Yun Si: "..."

Yu Falcon talks very little, and each sentence rarely exceeds five words.

After saying that, he pulled her hand away and went out with the basin.

Yun Si was left sitting by the bed, watching his leaving figure, silent and a little helpless.

The inability to communicate.

She slowly lay down on the bed and sighed.

Staring at the candle on the wooden table, his eyes were melancholy.

She was thinking how hard it was to get close to him.

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A peaceful and dreamless night.

Early the next morning, before it was completely light, Yu Falcon got up.

Collect the mat, roll it up, and put it in the corner.

When I left the room, the person on the bed was still sleeping.

His movements were gentle and did not wake her up at all.

After the door to the room was closed, as if he felt that familiar and safe atmosphere leaving, the person on the bed moved and turned over.

He opened his hazy eyes slightly and glanced at the ground.

It was empty, which meant that he had gone out and was no longer here.

She yawned and looked at it for two seconds.

Then, she grabbed the quilt and covered her face.

I didn't care about anything, closed my eyes, and continued to sleep.

It was as if he wanted to regain all the energy he had lost in the past few days.

She thought in a daze that her foot had been injured these days, so she could sleep in.

When the injury heals, it's not too late to help with housework.