Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

On this day, Yun Si met Wen Ruyue, who was dressed in black.

She was thinly dressed, wearing only two pieces of clothing. Her face was pale and she looked much thinner.

The two looked at each other, and Wen Ruyue quickly moved her gaze away from hers.

Silent, standing aside.

He said nothing for a long time.

There was no longer the bright and hostile look before, and his eyes were dark and without light.

The light that once lit up suddenly disappeared again.

Completely extinguished.

When the funeral was over and she was about to leave, Yun Si was stopped by her.

"Miss Yun, can you... lend me a moment to speak?"

When she spoke, her voice was dry and her eyes looked straight at her.

His cheeks were chapped and pale by the wind, and he was holding a bag of things in his hand.

Apparently, he had something to say.

Yun Si looked at her.

My man went to the parking lot and was not here at the moment.

She didn't want to confront her directly, but now...

She looked at her calmly: "What do you want to say?"

Wen Ruyue lowered her eyes, her bloodless lips slightly parted, "There's nothing to say, just..."

She slowly handed over the bag she was carrying.

"The property returns to its original owner."

She whispered.

"...?" Yun Si looked confused.

He took the bag and opened it——

It's a piece of clothing.

That is……

Yun Si looked at her.

Wen Ruyue looked at the ground and said, "This belongs to my brother. On the day grandma passed away, he saw that I was cold, so he gave it to me to wear."

Just convenient.

No other meaning.

Because of a certain amount of affection, the gentlemanly behavior towards the weak was her own...

Being greedy and thinking wildly leads to loss of sense and overstepping the boundaries.

She laughed at herself, trying to show that she didn't care, but her smile was a bit ugly.

Squeezing hard.

"Now, it's back to its original owner."

Not wanting to show her loser side in front of Yun Si, she turned around and left in a hurry.

Yun Si was left standing there, looking at her back.

There was silence.

Speechless.

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…

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Soon, the car came.

Stop on the side of the road.

Yun Si averted her eyes and got into the car with her things.

As soon as she got into the car, her hand was held.

Take a breath of hot breath and rub it.

"Is it cold?"

The man, who was afraid that she would be frozen, brought a small blanket and covered her legs.

Rubbing his hands, he covered her face and quickly warmed her up.

Yun Si slightly bent her eyes and rubbed his warm hand, "Fortunately, it's not cold."

He hummed, helped her take off her coat, and put it on the back seat.

The heater was turned on in the car, and he prepared warm tea and handed it to her to drink.

She lowered her head and took a sip. He didn't speak, and silently helped her clean the snow from her hair.

After cleaning up, he helped her cover her with the blanket.

"I'm really not cold..." She was helpless.

"That needs to be covered too." He said forcefully.

"..."

Outside the car, snowflakes fell like catkins, falling lightly.

The cold wind is biting and the wind is howling.

In the car, there is silent warmth.

At the foot of Cemetery Hill, Wen Ruyue was walking alone on the roadside.

Keep your head down and walk alone.

Behind him, there was the sound of a car.

"Sister Kisaragi!"

It was Cheng Xiaodong's voice.

The car stopped beside her.

"Why are you here alone? Didn't you take Lin Xiaosheng's car?"

Cheng Xiaodong opened the car window and asked.

"..." Wen Ruyue raised her head.

When Cheng Xiaodong revealed his haggard face, which was purple from the cold, he was startled, "Oh - you -"

"Why are you wearing so little? It's so cold today, will you freeze to death?"

"Come on, come on, get in the car, brother will take you back."

"..." Wen Ruyue remained silent.