Chapter 642 The Stars Are Yours (57)
Yun Jun looked at her quietly. He was leaning against the window, motionless, but his voice was a little more energetic.
"You don't know where you went wrong?"
Zhou Ye shook his head.
Yun Jun pursed his lips, and his beautiful lips were slightly raised when he was not smiling, so Zhou Ye felt that he seemed to be smiling.
There is one thing wrong with an elegant man. There is always a soft light in his eyes when he looks at people. These lights are very misleading and make people fall in easily.
Fortunately, Zhou Ye is determined and can hold his own.
Yun Jun raised his hand, gently rubbed his nose with his slender white fingertips, and then spoke slowly after him, this time his tone was even calmer than before.
"When you mounted your horse, did you consider my feelings?"
Zhou Ye was questioned on the spot.
She shook her head without hesitation.
"No."
She just rode a horse, why did she consider Yun Jun's feelings?
Yun Jun looked at her shaking her head, her expression paused slightly, and the anger that was about to disappear in her eyes gradually nodded again.
"So you don't care at all. Will I be worried or scared? If you get hurt, will I feel guilty and distressed?"
Asking these questions one after another gave Zhou Ye a headache.
She thought for a moment and then raised her eyes, with a hint of confusion in her eyes.
"I never thought that anyone would worry about me... In other words, I'm not used to it yet."
She just wasn't used to having such a person beside her. He would worry about her, feel sorry for her, and worry about her.
The habits developed over three thousand years were suddenly changed by this extra person. Zhou Ye needed some time to adapt.
Saying such a sentence should make people feel aggrieved and sad.
But there was no hint of grievance or sadness in Zhou Ye's tone. He expressed the joys and sorrows of life in a very calm tone.
Yun Jun looked at Zhou Ye's calm expression, and his heart suddenly ached slightly.
It felt like being pricked by a needle, not strong, but lingering. A person who has never been cared for has long been accustomed to bear everything by himself. This sentence is simple to say, but from loss and grievance to becoming accustomed to it, what exactly has he experienced?
Yun Jun thought he knew something about the girl in front of him, but now it seems that he knows nothing about her past.
The atmosphere in the air was a little gloomy. Zhou Ye felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he shook his head casually and spoke to interrupt the atmosphere that continued to spread.
"Are you still angry now?"
Yun Jun nodded slowly.
"Well, a little more."
Zhou Ye frowned.
She was getting impatient.
But the man quickly added another sentence.
"Angry and a little distressed. Let's forget it this time. Come on, give me your hand."
He stretched out his hand. Zhou Ye looked down, raised his eyebrows slightly, then stretched out the hand behind his back, and handed the thing in his hand directly to the man.
"How do you know I have something in my hand?"
Zhou Ye smiled.
Yun Jun lowered his head and looked at the delicate and blooming rose flower in front of him, with its faint fragrance lingering. The man lowered his eyebrows and slowly took the flower and brought it to the tip of his nose to smell it.
"Coax me?"
"Well, I'll coax you."
In this way, Zhou Ye clumsily and casually planted a rose flower in the heart of the man in front of him.
Rose flowers and flower vines have thorns. Once planted, they will cling tightly and spread wantonly, endlessly.
You give me a bright red flower, and I give you flowers all over the wall.
The man smiled slightly and leaned down.
(End of chapter)