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The final result was that Wei Ying found the sewing box from the drawer, bent down her head and carefully sewed the buttons for him.

She was very skillful and finished sewing in just two or three minutes. The stitches were very dense, as if they were sewn by a machine.

Nowadays, there are very few young girls who can do needlework.

The more Shang Jing got to know her, the more he felt that she was a treasure.

But the treasure was covered by dust, and even she herself thought she was just an ordinary stone.

After sewing the buttons, it seemed that there was nothing else that could allow Wei Ying to escape from reality temporarily.

She also knew that simply avoiding the problem would not solve the problem.

In the past, Shang Jing’s confession was too sudden, and she had no ability to think at all. She hurriedly rejected him and ran away.

But after thinking about it carefully, she realized that this way of handling the matter didn't seem to be a good idea.

Mr. Shang is such a proud man, it must have been difficult for him to say those words. Her refusal without hesitation must have hurt his self-esteem.

Wei Ying didn’t know whether Mr. Shang had a strong ability to bear it, but if she put herself in his shoes, she would definitely be deeply hurt if her confession was rejected.

She placed her right hand on her left arm, and her nails pinched her flesh unconsciously, which was a little gesture she often made when she was nervous.

"Mr. Shang." She slowly raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her, and mustered up a lot of courage to say, "In fact, I have a mental illness and am a mentally unhealthy person."

She lowered her eyes again and said in a very soft voice: "I am different from normal people."

"I often can't wake up for several days, and I can't fall asleep for several days."

"It can't be cured."

This is a secret hidden deep in her heart. Except for Fu Yuan, even the other people in Flower don't know it.

She told him this because she really trusted Shang Jing.

At this moment, she was sitting there with her head down, like a child who had done something wrong and was waiting for judgment from an adult.

But she obviously did nothing wrong. She was just being a good girl and showing him her softest and most vulnerable part.

She wanted to tell herself that it wasn't that she didn't like him, she was just sick and didn't know how to like him.

Whenever Shang Jing thought about what he had found out about Wei Ying's experiences in her youth, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

She grew up in darkness and despair, but still retained a kind and beautiful heart. She was not abnormal, but her body and brain had a strong sense of protection.

She felt that as long as she didn't let anyone get close to her, she wouldn't be hurt.

Shang Jing suddenly understood why when he first met her, she always wrapped herself up tightly, never showing a single ounce of skin even in the hottest summer.

A girl who looks soft, cute and unsocial can indeed avoid a lot of unnecessary harassment and trouble by disguising herself as a weirdo.

"Are you worried that I would mind this?"

Shang Jing supported himself with his arms on both sides, and surrounded her between himself and the sofa, forming a protective circle, as if to express that he would never give up on her.

"If I say that I know all about your past, much more than what you have told me, will you still be upset?"

At this point, he paused, his cold and deep facial features slightly tensed, as if he was a little hesitant, and then he slowly said: "On the night of May 520, I saw you..."

Wei Ying’s eyes widened and she suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Although I don't know what you did, but at that time, that murderer... was knocked down by you, right?"

Wei Ying:!!!

He really saw it!

She was extremely panicked and looked terrified. She opened and closed her mouth but couldn't utter a single word. She became a little mute.

Seeing this, Shang Jing quickly explained: "Don't worry, I didn't tell anyone."

After a long while, Wei Ying spoke weakly: "Then you, you don't think I'm weird... don't you want to send me to the laboratory for research..."

This is not the old society anymore. Weird humans will not be burned to death on the fire, but will be captured by scientists for various research experiments.

They had destroyed such illegal secret laboratories when they were on missions before.

"Is it weird? I think it's cool."

The man's gentle smile soothed her anxiety. He patted her head lovingly, as if praising a child who got first place in the exam: "Even if you want to be studied, I can't bear to send you to others for research."

His deep, pleasant voice lingered in my ears, like a long-vintage red wine, exceptionally mellow and intoxicating.

"Now I know all your secrets." The man threw out fair bait and led her closer step by step, "Do you want to come to me and find out my secrets?"

This was the umpteenth time he had invited someone to date.

Wei Ying bit her lower lip in distress.

If only Yuanyuan were here, she would definitely be able to give me some good advice.

***

This is the umpteenth day that Fu Yuan has lived in Fuxi Temple.

The air in the mountains is very good, there are few people and it is quiet. Except for the food being too light, everything else is good.

She still didn't change back, but luckily this Zen room was remote and quiet, and there were usually no monks coming here, otherwise her appearance would probably scare them.

Suddenly, there was an extra piece of clothing on her shoulders, and a pair of strong arms hugged her from behind: "Why did you come out by yourself?"

It is cool in the mountains both morning and evening, and the temperature rises only after the sun comes out.

"Yan Yan." She turned around and hugged him, burying her head in his chest, and the sound she made was a little muffled, "Do you want to go back?"

"Your friends and family are all in the imperial capital."

There was a signal suddenly two days ago, and she heard Yan Yan talking on the phone with someone, who was probably asking him when he would be back.

He replied that he wanted to see more of the scenery outside and would not be going back for a short time.

Fu Yuan really wanted him to stay with her and not go anywhere.

But if he really gave up everything and came with her to live in seclusion in the mountains, she would not be willing to do so.

Was it because he had failed to protect her in his previous life? So in this life, Yan Yan no longer had great love in his heart, and she was the only one in his eyes and heart.

It seemed as if he would give up everything for her.

"Why do you ask that suddenly?" Her sensitive and repetitive emotions were completely exposed in front of him. "They all have company, but you only have me."

He hugged her tighter and soothed her softly, "You need me more now, don't let your imagination run wild, okay?"

Fu Yuan stopped talking and hugged him quietly for a while.

Although there is no signal here, it does not mean that she is completely unable to contact the outside world. Fu Yuan didn't pay attention to it before, but these few days she found that someone had been looking for her.

She has been out of contact for so long, Flower probably hasn't received a single order, and everyone is looking for her like a needle in a haystack.

This won’t do, life must go on.

Fu Yuan sighed softly: "I have to go back."

After she finished speaking, she picked up a strand of her long pink hair, looking a little conflicted.

"Okay." Yan Yan touched her little face, his tone gentle but convincing, "Don't worry, I'm here."