Chapter 324: Restrain humility, remain gentle
Qian Renjue holds the canvas tightly.
Open it with both hands and hold it in front of your eyes for inspection.
The picture above is indeed him, and it is the attire he wore when he was in the Qibao Glazed Sect.
It looks lifelike.
Blonde hair is covered with golden sand, and purple eyes are as magnificent as violets.
The smile on his face was like sunshine.
Qian Renjue asked himself, maybe he couldn't smile so gently now.
It’s hard to imagine
Liu Erlong had to paint it so many times before he could paint it so unforgettable.
Qian Renjue pursed her red lips and slowly put down the scroll.
What slowly appeared behind the scroll
was that heroic yet haggard and delicate face.
Staring directly at Qian Renjue.
Tears welled up in the beautiful, dark and translucent eyes.
Qian Renjue was stunned for a moment.
The person in front of him was Liu Erlong who had woken up and had sat up at some point.
The breeze blew across the lake and the water rippled.
The wind chimes under the eaves and above Qian Renjue's head swayed, playing ethereal music.
Blowing the golden and black hair.
Qian Renjue looked at Liu Erlong, organized the scrolls in his hands, and put them back to the table.
The voice is soft.
"Dean Liu, I'm here to keep my appointment."
"..."
I heard Qian Renjue's voice.
The tears in Liu Erlong's eyes were like a bursting lake, constantly overflowing.
The voice was sad and full of pain.
"Ah Jue, I knew it, I knew it."
"You will definitely come."
Qian Renjue looked at Liu Erlong and kept sobbing. He looked like he was frowning slightly.
He asked politely:
"Dean Liu, can I come in and sit down?"
"Yes, yes."
Liu Erlong responded and nodded repeatedly. , stood up immediately.
"Ah Jue, don't leave. I'll come out right now. Don't leave."
Liu Erlong said in a pleading tone.
He turned around, wiped his tears, and walked out quickly to greet Qian Renjue.
Qian Renjue took a deep breath.
He could see the tears in Liu Erlong's eyes, but he didn't know why she was crying.
This feeling made him a little irritable.
He walked to the door outside Liu Erlong's house and met her face to face.
The cloth robe on her body cannot cover up her plump body.
There are many peaks and mountains, and the round shape under the waist is like a peach in midsummer.
Her whole body exudes that mature and plump sexy charm all the time.
"Ah Jue."
Liu Erlong looked at the young man in front of him, his purple eyes were still so fresh.
But she was missing.
Liu Erlong’s outstretched hand froze in mid-air.
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar young man in front of him, he suddenly became a little restrained.
Her Ah Jue doesn’t remember her now
Still getting so young.
A little pain flashed in Liu Erlong's eyes, he gently put down his show hand and turned sideways.
There seems to be something blocked in my throat and it hurts to speak.
"Your Highness the Holy Son, please come inside."
"..."
Qian Renjue looked at Liu Erlong's haggard and sobbing appearance, and felt a little silent.
I want to say something, but there are only two words left.
"Sorry."
"No, it's not your fault."
Liu Erlong shook his head repeatedly and wiped his tears in a panic.
Choking up sobs, he said: "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have broken my promise and ignored the agreement with you."
Qian Renjue was silent.
He has no memory of what Liu Erlong said.
Liu Erlong obviously knew this, so he stretched out his hand and carefully grabbed the corner of Qian Renjue's sleeve.
Tender and crying.
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son, come in quickly"
"Yes."
Qian Renjue couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable when he saw the pleading in Liu Erlong's eyes.
How many years of torture will it take
to be so humble? !
Liu Erlong carefully led Qian Renjue into the house.
Looking back every step of the way, for fear that the A Jue in his hand would be lost in front of his eyes again.
Qian Renjue cooperated with her obediently.
We arrived at the small but concise living room and sat down at the tea table in the middle.
Liu Erlong sat next to him tentatively. Half a round peach fell on the stool, and she stopped crying, with tears on her face.
Reach out your hand and push the cakes on the table in front of Qian Renjue.
The voice is extremely gentle.
"Your Highness the Holy Son, I made this with my own hands, you can try it first."
"Well, thank you."
Qian Ren never refused.
The pastry in front of him, no matter the shape or color, is the one he likes.
Pinch up a piece of pastry.
Qian Renjue looked sideways at Liu Erlong.
He said softly and comfortingly: "Dean Liu, you don't need to call me His Royal Highness the Holy Son."
"Ah Jue, I."
Liu Erlong bit Wearing red lips.
The tears that had just stopped burst again, but there was finally a little more happiness in her eyes.
Her Ah Jue was still so gentle.
Even if I don’t remember her, I will find a way to comfort her.
"..."
Qian Renjue endured the sobs in his ears and sipped the cake in his mouth.
There was a little surprise in the eyes
The taste is surprisingly similar to what Bibi Dong used to make!
"Ah Jue, what's wrong? Is it not delicious?"
Liu Erlong stared at Qian Renjue nervously.
This plate of pastries.
She makes it over and over again every day. She can’t do it any better or more like it
“No, I think it’s delicious.”
Qian Renjue Shaked his head.
He took a deep look at Liu Erlong beside him, feeling a little heavy in his heart.
"That, that's good."
Liu Erlong breathed a sigh of relief, with a slightly tearful smile on his face, and nodded repeatedly.
"Ah Jue, let me make you some tea."
"Okay."
Qian Renjue nodded slightly.
Looking at Liu Erlong's elegant and skillful movements, he sighed secretly in his heart.
Scan around.
The layout of this house is actually somewhat similar to the yard where he lived.
Qian Renjue is eating sweet pastries.
What you can taste is not only the sweetness and floral fragrance, but also Liu Erlong’s love and persistence.
Qian Renjue smelled the fragrance of tea.
Asked:
"Dean Liu, can you tell me"
"When did you enter that dream?"
“…”
Hearing Qian Renjue’s words.
Liu Erlong's hands trembled slightly, with a look of embarrassment on his face.
But she will not deceive Qian Renjue again.
He lowered his head and whispered: "It was after that oolong wedding"
"Is that so?"
Qian Renjue frowned slightly.
Of course he knew what Liu Erlong was talking about.
Probably more than ten years ago.
At that time, he was still under the care of Qian Xunji and had not yet awakened his martial spirit.
There is no information about him in the soul master world.
And he used [Huangliang Yimeng] half a year after becoming the Holy Son.
He is less than ten years old.
There is a lot of time difference between the two.
Looking at the frown.
Liu Erlong hurriedly explained: "A Jue, I, I have nothing to do with him, nothing happened."
"Yes, I know."
Qian Renjue responded calmly road.
No matter how hard he tried to hide it, the faint feeling of disgust was still there
Liu Erlong's face turned pale.
She wasn't sure who the disgust was directed at, or whether it was all of them.
But she couldn't explain anything in words at this time.
I can only grieve and pour tea alone.
Bite your silver teeth gently, hold the hot tea in your hand, and hand it to Qian Renjue.
"Ah Jue drinks tea."
"Thank you."
Qian Renjue reached out and took it.
Just the touch of fingertips was enough to make Liu Erlong's face turn red.
"Ah Jue, do you want to hear a story?"
Liu Erlong had hope in his eyes, but Qian Renjue shook his head.
"Dean Liu, that story is always a story."
I wish you all a happy life!
(End of this chapter)