Hall of Mercy

Vera straightened her posture calmly, her graceful body leaned back: "I guess none of you know how to knock on the door."

I smiled awkwardly, and was about to get up when my body was suddenly pulled up by a powerful arm.Xiujue exerted great strength, and the force with which he grabbed my arm made me frown.

Just as he was about to get angry, he turned his head and bumped into Xiu Jue's icy snake pupils. His pupils shrank and turned into a very narrow crack.The willow leaf-like thin lips were slightly pursed, and my anger was instantly reduced by a few.

I didn't dare to look up at him again, so I could only let him put the hat behind me back on my head again.

"Stay away from her." Xiu Jue's tone was full of alienation, but it sounded as if they had known each other for a long time.

"You know each other?" I asked.

Xiu Jue glanced at me, clasped my head with his hands, and pressed against his chest. When he spoke, the vibration in his chest was transmitted to my cheeks, which made me shy.

The voice was deep and cold: "I don't know."

"Pfft." I heard Vera sneer, as if mocking Xiuyan's refusal to recognize her.They must know each other, they should be acquaintances, maybe even lovers.

There was a rustle behind her, and Vera got up and took a few steps in our direction and stood still, "No, I know you."

There was an obvious pause between her saying no and knowing, even a fool could hear it, and her tone was very ambiguous.I suddenly felt a little irritable for no reason, and the jealousy gradually spread from the bottom of my heart to my whole body.

"Let's go." Xiu Jue's tone softened, with a gentle appearance, he raised his head from his arms to look into his eyes, the pupils had already slowed down.

The candlelight reflected his feather-fan eyelashes, casting a gentle silhouette.

Not knowing where the courage came from, I reached out and touched his eyes, he seemed surprised.

Only then did I realize that I seemed to have done something too much. He is my savior, and I shouldn't think too much about him.

I lowered my head and buried my face in his chest in embarrassment.

There was silence, and I felt two scorching lights above my head intertwined endlessly. They must have been staring at each other for a long time.

The atmosphere was so depressing that I couldn't breathe.

I wanted to ask Xiujue to take me back to the inn, but suddenly I felt that I had no right to ask him like that.

Finally, Vera broke the dead silence with one sentence: "Mo Li, remember, there is more than one way I can guide you."

I turned around in Xiujue's arms, barely caught a glimpse of Vera smiling charmingly, facing me, but her eyes were focused on Xiujue's face.

Suddenly, I had an urge to cry, I don't know why.I pulled up Xiujue's clothes, and my voice was as low as a mosquito: "Xiujue, can you take me back to the inn? I'm tired."

"No one can protect you forever." Vera's cold words sounded behind me, and I could feel Xiu Juehuan's hand on my waist exerting a little force.

She said that to me, but I didn't understand what she meant.

Are Xiujue and I strangers we have never met before?

This place, I must find a chance to come again.At least this woman, I have to see her again.

Xiu never responded to my begging.I looked up at him again, and found that his eyes passed through the top of my head and locked Vera tightly. There seemed to be some waves in his eyes, which were emotions that I couldn't understand.

The eye contact between them gives me the feeling that the old lover who separated due to misunderstanding and meets again after a long time is inseparable.

This thought made my heart a mess and flustered.

I know myself, maybe I just fell in love with Shangxiu.

But I'm a normal guy with no memory and he's not.My strength is so weak that I can't even open Vera's door.

The two of them are like the sun and the moon, shining and charming, and they are extremely opposite.

Inferiority is like a cocoon, I have been deeply embedded in it.

The hands holding his clothes tightened a little more.

After a long time, Xiujue raised his hand and stroked my head along the top of my head. He probably wanted to comfort me, maybe he could see that I was nervous and unbearable.

"Good." He only said one word.

How much I want to hear his explanation, but what reason does he have to explain to me.

He hugged me horizontally, and buried my head deeply in his arms.His steps are steady and windy, and he hugs me effortlessly, gracefully.

Behind us, that cold and ambiguous voice came: "Xiu Jue, what I can do for you is not just that simple thing."

That one thing, which one is it talking about?