Chapter 2669 Bandits (16)

The little black cat shook its ears with satisfaction, turned around, and left.

Follow the way you came, covered with moonlight, and go back slowly.

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Return to the attic and transform back into a human body.

Before Yun Si could take a breath, Jiang Yan came back outside the door.

Opening the door, he glanced over at first sight to make sure she was there and not sneaking away.

She sat by the window with the window open, her long hair tied up with a hairband, and only a few pieces of hair hanging down her cheeks.

Wearing a red dress, she stood quietly by the moonlight, her feet were bare, and her feet were hanging down, swaying slightly.

Like a lazy fox, lazy and extremely undisciplined.

Jiang Yan walked in and turned around to close the door.

She sat by the window, and he came over and closed the window.

He was speechless and seemed to have no intention of saying anything to her.

She propped up her arms and her chin, looking at him quietly with her clear eyes.

Thoughtful.

"Can I ask you a few questions?"

she asked.

Jiang Yan remained silent, closed all the windows, then walked to the stove and fiddled with the coals.

Make the fire bigger.

He remained silent, as if he didn't want to talk to her.

She pursed her lips and followed him with her eyes.

He didn't answer, so she looked out the window again.

The window was closed, but she opened it slightly.

Lying down quietly, in a daze.

Quietly.

After a while, the room became warm.

There is a faint, particularly pleasant scent of incense in the air.

It's still calming and calming, with a hint of gardenia.

The man's movements were gentle, and he put down the tongs that were holding the charcoal, and the sparks in the stove appeared faintly.

The room was very quiet, too quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was the burning of coals.

He raised his eyes and glanced at her.

When she's quiet, she'll be in a daze, staring outside.

Without saying a word, her beautiful eyes were calm.

Without emotions, there would be no liveliness as during the day.

Like a mountain elf who was bound and without a trace of happiness in his body, he was silent for a long time, giving people a sense of unreality.

It seemed as if she could disappear at any time and leave here at any time.

Jiang Yan looked at it quietly for a few seconds, then turned his eyes and his voice was calm.

"What do you want to ask?"

"..." She moved a little, "Huh?"

"Don't you want to ask me a question?"

he asked rhetorically.

Yun Si blinked, not quite understanding why he ignored her again.

Could it be that he didn't hear it just now and only reacted now?

She paused.

"Nothing, I just want to ask you...why do you want my eyes? Is it because...my eyes are the most beautiful you have ever seen?"

Jiang Yan stared at her, her face pale and her eyes dark.

"Yes and no."

"……ah?"

He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were dark, and his face was dark and unclear, neither warm nor cool.

"Your eyes look a lot like hers."

She was startled.

"You...you don't remember..."

"How do you know I don't remember?"

He raised his eyes instantly, his eyes becoming sharp and cold.

Passing through the air, it shot straight in, like a cold needle.

Her voice faltered, "I...guessed."

"No...otherwise...you love your wife so much, why wouldn't you paint her face?"

The reason why I like but don't draw can be explained by forgetting.

She said calmly, meeting his gaze calmly.

His eyes were as dark as ink, and he said, "I can draw it."

"One day, I will finish painting all of her."

It’s not just the eyes, there’s more to it.

He will remember everything.