Chapter 101 37 Hazy Distance

Chapter 101 37. Hazy Distance

The lady in front of him shed crystal tears continuously. She seemed to be hurt by Fisher's behavior. Drops of blood also fell along her fingers and dotted on the floor of Fisher's house.

"Reni, what's wrong with you? You locked the room. Oh, don't quarrel. What can't be said in a good way?"

Martha heard the sound in the house outside the door. She wanted to open the door to come in, but found that the door was locked. She didn't open the door again, but knocked on the door to persuade.

"I'm fine"

Reni wiped her eyes. Fisher walked towards her and pinched her injured left hand. She subconsciously pulled away, but was caught tightly by Fisher again.

"Don't move, I'll bandage you first."

"Let me go."

Rennie didn't look at him at all. She held his hand with her right hand and struggled, but she didn't have enough physical strength to break free. She was dragged to the sofa by Fisher. On the bookshelf next to her was a medical kit. This was the equipment left by Fisher when he did biological dissection before. There was nothing left in it, but there was still gauze.

I'll change some other medicines for her later.

"Martha, we're fine. She's injured. I'll go downstairs to get some medicine."

"Oh, that's good. You should be more careful. My heart is almost scared. I'll go find where the medicine box is. I haven't used that thing for a long time. I have to go and see it."

Outside the door, Martha's footsteps faded away. Fisher held Rennie's fair hand. The cut was on the palm of her hand. The cut was big. Fisher's eyes moved slightly, but his hands moved quickly to help her treat the wound.

Renee was definitely in a bad mood. Not only did she not cooperate, she kept closing her fingers, and then she wanted to pull her hands back without even looking at Fisher, and of course she didn't say anything.

But how could Fisher let her do what she wanted? He pinched her wrist forcefully so that she couldn't retreat. After cleaning and treating the wound, he got up and went outside to take the medicine box handed over by Martha. Facing Martha's worried eyes, Fisher suddenly regretted doubting Renee forcefully, especially because he didn't expect her reaction to be so big.

"She's crying, kid, you have to talk to her. I knew that if you don't get married, something will happen sooner or later."

". I'll talk to her, you go and rest."

Fisher was a little amused and sent off the old Martha who looked worried after a few steps. He gently closed the door and returned to the room with the medicine box.

When he came back, he saw that Renee didn't fly away. She just sat on the sofa, looking at the scenery outside without looking back, but not at Fisher. Obviously she was still angry.

When Fisher approached with the medicine, she turned her head to another direction. Anyway, she just wanted to avoid Fisher.

Fisher did not interrupt the atmosphere, but sat in front of her and took her hand to apply the medicine to her. She did not want to pay attention to Fisher at all, but she still trembled because of the pain caused by the medicine touching her wound. Fisher even heard her little moan.

"Does it hurt?"

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Renee did not speak. Fisher looked up at her. He only saw from her beautiful profile that her beautiful eyes were still slightly red, and there were two crystal tears in her purple eyes. Her always bright face was now stained with a sense of fragility because of crying, which made people want to protect her and make her happy. She was reluctant to see her unhappy.

Fisher could no longer judge whether Renee was expressing her true feelings or acting like a tease. It was better to say that Fisher did not care about her.

Did Fisher believe Renee's words?

Fisher believed half of it.

He still felt that Renee was very likely the immortal witch.

It might be Renee's extremely bad character. She knew she was the immortal witch but was unwilling to tell Fisher. She enjoyed teasing him and teasing him. All her performances towards Fisher were bad performances.

It was also possible that Renee really didn't know that she was the immortal witch, even though she was. How to prove immortality? Should we try to kill Renee and see if she can be reincarnated or resurrected? Fisher would never do this. He couldn't put Renee's life on the line, although her character was indeed a bit too bad.

So, no matter which possibility it was, Fisher couldn't get the real answer from Renee unless he had definite evidence one day.

Then again, wasn't his purpose in finding the immortal witch to keep her by his side, hoping to find a way to change the ending in the prophecy? If Renee is the one, then it doesn't matter whether we know she is an immortal witch or not.

The only question is, in Fisher's eyes, how does he view Renee?

Fisher couldn't answer this question for a while.

After he treated Renee's wound and cleaned the room, the whole room fell into silence. Seeing that she had no intention of talking for the time being, Fisher took a magic book and sat on his desk, pushing open the window that had just been closed.

The night outside the window was quiet, and Fisher didn't see the purple larks that were everywhere in the past. I don't know if it was because Renee was sad, and they didn't know where to hide and cry.

Fisher read slowly, while Renee stayed on the sofa with her knees hugged, not saying a word.

The atmosphere between the two of them remained silent until they were about to go to bed. Renee suddenly moved to go outside to wash up. Fisher glanced at her back, and when she was done, she went to wash up again. When she came back, she had taken the bed from the closet and spread it on the sofa. She lay on the sofa with her back to Fisher, and he could only see Renee's scattered black hair.

Interestingly, when she was here, she always slept in Fisher's bed. Now that they were in a cold war, she gave up Fisher's bed. Fisher smiled silently, turned off the lights in the room, and then went to his own bed.

Renee had slept here before, and Fisher had clearly said that he would clean up after she left, but it seemed that he had forgotten to do so. I don't know if it's because he's sleeping in the same room with her now, but Fisher's nose is full of her good smell.

"Renee."

In such a quiet darkness, Fisher suddenly spoke to break the silence.

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But the sofa seemed to have not received the signal yet, and there was no response at all. Fisher assumed that she heard it and continued,

"Remember the first time we met, you lied to me that you were the daughter of the hermit magician of Schwalien, and if I gave you a dinner, you would take me to see the magic of Schwalien. As a result, you took me to the mountains and ran away, causing me to wander around in the mountains for a long time and wasted a lot of time."

"Later, when you knew that I was looking for a witch, you lied to me that you were human; when you knew that I was looking for the undead witch, you lied to me that you knew the clues of the undead witch; when crossing the border of Cardu, you knew that my magic was not enough, and you lied to me that you could do magic."

"To be honest, if it were anyone else, anyone other than you, I would never have so much patience and tolerate your lies again and again."

"But I gradually realized that you Just like a hedgehog, you use countless lies and teasing to hide your true feelings; I have also slowly gone from being deceived and angry at the beginning to being calm now. "

"I have given you all the patience for all the deceptions in the world. Sometimes, after being away for a long time, I will miss your signature teasing. It is precisely because I trust you very much and firmly believe that your heart hidden behind the lies is not really so bad, even if your appearance is like this."

"It's ironic that on some issues, I still look forward to getting your consistent answers, whether it's the immortal witch or the words you just told me that you stay with me because you care about me."

In the darkness, Renee's fingers gently grasped the edge of the quilt. Fisher just looked at the ceiling. Before he could say the next word, he saw Renee lying on the sofa silently got up.

There was no moonlight in the bedroom. Fisher could only see her figure coming towards his bed. She didn't say anything, and Fisher couldn't see her expression clearly. Renee domineeringly pulled Fisher's quilt away, and then lay down beside Fisher.

She pushed Fisher back, leaving herself a fairly wide space, and then stopped moving. In the narrow quilt, she turned her back to him, and her black hair was full of the alluring fragrance. She curled up a little, and the whiteness behind her neck shone through her black hair like a touch of moonlight.

Fisher suddenly wanted to kiss her soft body, but he didn't do it.

He looked at Renee, who lay beside him without saying a word. After some time in the dark, her voice was calm and soft. She said,

"What you said just now is true."

In the hazy fragrance, it was difficult to tell whether this sentence was true or false, because Fisher couldn't see her expression at this time.

".Sorry."

It was hard to tell whether it was an apology for doubting whether she was an immortal witch or an apology for doubting that she cared about his words.

After saying this apology, she stopped talking and even did not move.

This was the first time they were so serious and intimate without teasing, and even more reserved than before. Perhaps it was because the distance was too close, even her faster heartbeat could be captured by Fisher.

Fisher rarely had any desire in that regard, but he still stretched out his hand to hug her side-lying body, but accidentally touched her bandaged left hand on the bed, causing her to suddenly retract her hand.

"It hurts," she said.

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After her simple answer, they no longer communicated, just maintaining this simple and similar posture, and the whole night passed like this.

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