Chapter 2885 Phoenix (32)
Su Kui's heart palpitated, heart, body, person?
In an instant, all the memories rushed into my mind, lingering, as if a hole had been opened in the heart, and a warm current flowed into it.
While she was hesitating, the old woman didn't rush her. She arranged the red rope and occasionally greeted the women coming and going.
"Get us one."
The voice was low and cold, like the collision of stones and water in a mountain stream.
This sound was like a heavy hammer, hitting Su Kui's heart all at once, boom, boom, boom——
Her hearing and vision began to blur, leaving only her heart beating continuously, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.
It's him? not him?
At this point, Su Kui was a little stubborn and didn't want to look back. She pursed her lips tightly and looked down at the knotted ropes, which were red and made up of thin red threads braided into several strands.
Occasionally, peach petals would float down and fall on the knotting rope, but the old woman would not pick them up and let them fall, which made them look more beautiful.
"Why don't you look back? Are you afraid of me?"
The voice came a little closer, and his breath hit the side of her face, making her earlobes itchy. Su Kui turned back suddenly, raised her hand and was about to throw it away.
But he stopped abruptly when he was less than a millimeter away from that cold and delicate face.
The man was wearing a snow-white brocade robe, and the large blouse made him look extremely weak. His silver-white hair was casually draped behind his shoulders. He had been standing here for who knows how long. Even his hair was covered with peach petals.
His hair was blown by the wind and entangled with pieces of peach blossoms. It was as beautiful as a painting. Just one side of it was enough to take people's breath away.
"Why don't you hit me? I know you're angry. You've been waiting for this day for a long time, right? Come on, hit me a few times to vent your anger. I won't be angry."
The man smiled, gently touched the broken hair on her temples, affectionately picked the peach blossoms that fell on her shoulders, and played with them back and forth on his long white fingertips.
Su Kui lowered his eyes, his eyes quickly inflaming with the fluctuation of emotions. He stared at his hand with a complicated expression. After a long while, he asked softly, "Who are you? Is it Shen Wuhuang, or -"
In the ice cave, that man lying on the bed of ice and sleeping for thousands of years?
She didn't dare to ask, what if it was someone other than Shen Wuhuang who came back?
The man was so smart, he naturally knew what she was worried about. He sighed, not knowing whether it was jealousy or something else.
"You wish I were him?"
Su Kui's heart suddenly sank, she stopped talking, turned around and left.
Now that Shen Wuhuang no longer exists, she doesn't want to have anything to do with this person who has the same face as Shen Wuhuang.
"Hey, Fu Chang'an, are you so cold when you see me? Are you not happy or delighted at all? I even came to you, thinking you would be happy!"
Su Kui was confused, she pressed her eyebrows, turned around and glanced at him impatiently, "Who are you?!" This tone was so similar to that smelly Taoist priest!
"You can continue to call me Shen Wuhuang if you want. He was originally a part of me, but now, he has merged into one."
With these words, the big stone in Su Kui's heart relaxed.
She raised her red lips and looked at him with a half-smile.
The wind blew his silver hair away, and a few strands of hair hung down from his forehead, making him even more enchanting. The eye sockets are deep and the skin is as pale as paper without a trace of blood. The whole person is like a lifeless porcelain doll.