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On weekdays, when there was nothing to do, everyone would leave work 10 or 20 minutes early. Today was no exception, everyone cheered and picked up their things and left, very consciously.

Before leaving, Shi Qing leaned against the door and reached out to stop Shen Du who was about to leave, "Let's talk?"

The woman's eyes were slightly raised, her long eyelashes fluttered slyly, her skin was cold and white, and even if she was wearing the most ordinary clothes, it could not conceal her beauty in the slightest.

Shen Du looked at her with a smile, "What are you talking about?"

"Follow me." Shi Qing withdrew his hand and walked forward.

There were a lot of open spaces in the south of the city, so I just turned around and found a place next to a building with some shelter.

All around were weeds after the rain, and colorful wild chrysanthemums were blooming. Shi Qing bent down and picked one, then turned and approached the tall and graceful man.

"I heard you like flowers very much. This one is the best. I'll give it to you."

Shen Du lowered his eyes. The pink chrysanthemum was missing a petal and its leaves were gray. It didn't look like the carefully selected one at all.

"You're wrong. I don't like flowers."

"I thought you liked it, so I gave it to you specially." Shi Qing pinched the flower branch with two fingers and turned it gently, "It's my return gift."

Shen Du's expression was unchanged. "What you said is really strange. Regardless of where you heard that I like flowers, I don't know where to start when it comes to this gift."

Shi Qing's clear eyes turned, and suddenly trembled and rippled.

"Maybe I remembered it wrongly, but..."

Changing the subject, the flower branch in her hand instantly hit the man's face, almost trying to lift off his golden jade mask.

Shen Du was quick to move. He pinched the flower branch with two fingers and narrowed his eyes dangerously. "What does this mean?"

Still pretending?

Shi Qing snorted coldly and attacked again. The fragile petals turned into hard weapons, forcing the man back step by step.

The heels touch the wall.

The sharp petals mercilessly cut his fingers, and bright red flowed out.

Shen Du felt pain and loosened his hand, and the flower branch turned into powder in an instant.

The strong wind hit my face again.

He quickly raised his arm to block, but Shi Qing had anticipated this and clenched his fist and punched him in the abdomen, hitting the wound by accident.

The man bent his waist reflexively, and a familiar groan escaped from his lips. This made her more certain of her guess, and she raised her hand and lifted his exquisite mask.

Like a frightened deer, Shen Du turned his face away in panic. The scars running across his jade-like face were glaring and prominent.

Shi Qing was still holding the mask in his hand and was stunned for a moment.

Shen Du snatched the mask away, turned over and pushed her against the wall, with his arm across her neck, looking like a vicious tiger whose territory had been invaded, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Are you satisfied with the face you see?"

He gritted his teeth, his tone sinister and strange, "Do you still like this face?"

What should have been a handsome face was like wrinkled bark, imprinted in a disorderly manner on the brow bone, temples, nose bridge and sides of the face.

The edge was sharp and had an abnormal purple hue, as if it had been scraped with a sharp object.

I just don't know who is so vicious.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Shen Du grabbed her hand and led her to touch his unrecognizable face.

Soft fingers lingered on the ugly scar, the smoothness and ugliness forming a sharp contrast. Shi Qing's fingertips curled up and trembled uncontrollably.

Her body was like a puppet of the man in front of her, imprisoned and unable to move. The man's eyes were dim and unclear, and he asked her again and again:

"What were you thinking about just now? Why aren't you talking now? Is it because of pity or dissatisfaction?"

The tone was mixed with barely perceptible anger, resentment, and subtle jealousy.

A real madman.

Shi Qing tried to retract her hand, but he noticed it and increased his strength, as if he wanted to crush her bones.

"Let go!" Shi Qing felt pain and glared angrily with his phoenix eyes.

"I won't let go."

Not knowing what was wrong with him, Shen Du held her tightly and said stubbornly, "You always lie to me. As soon as I let go, you try to run away. I won't let you go this time."

It makes her sound like a playboy who flirts with men everywhere.

Shi Qing gave up struggling, a cold light flashed in his bright eyes, and his voice was like an ice cone: "Who are you?"

"Don't you recognize him? We've met before."

Shen Du grasped her wrist with one hand, pressed it upward against the wall, and touched her face with his bony fingers, but she twisted them away.

His eyes darkened a little, and he said in a low voice, "It's so sad. I have been looking for you for a long time."

Shi Qing's mind was spinning rapidly, and one name after another was quickly screened through.

Seeing her reaction clearly, Shen Du suddenly thought of something, and his men suddenly clamped her chin tightly, forcing her to look at him.

"Tell me, who are you thinking about?"

His tone was affectionate and his eyes were affectionate and dark, like arsenic mixed with honey. No matter what he said, he might put himself in danger.

"What about you?" Shi Qing suddenly smiled, "Who are you thinking of at this moment? You and I have never met before, maybe you recognized the wrong person?"

Shen Du didn't move. After a while, he suddenly smiled and loosened the shackles without any warning.

He picked up the mask that had fallen to the ground, put it on again, and resumed his gentle and elegant appearance.

"Sorry, thank you."

After making sure that he was no longer crazy, Shi Qing rubbed his sore wrist bones and glanced at him sideways.

The man stood with his back to the setting sun, his posture as firm as a pine tree. His long black hair was loosened by the farce just now, with a few strands hanging in front, casting shadows on his eyebrows.

He looked down at the wild flowers growing wildly, his thick eyelashes trembling slightly, and he did not move for a long time.

There was an inexplicable and indescribable throbbing in his heart, and Shi Qing himself couldn't figure out what the emotion was. He always felt that he had seen that face somewhere, but unfortunately the scars were in disarray and he couldn't remember where it was for a while.

Familiar yet full of incongruous weirdness.

[Tangyuan, is there a character called Shen Du in the plot?]

[According to the main storyline, Shen Du is not a key character. However, it is hard to guarantee that the world will automatically fill in the gaps and some changes will occur.]

The world of the novel is incomplete, and the interpretation of the person who has not received the task will collapse due to factors such as energy shortage and logical dislocation. During her performance, it is also possible that the plot will automatically correct and give birth to new characters.

The system is just an auxiliary tool and cannot forcibly interfere with the operation of the Heavenly Dao, and the information obtained is not complete.

[After system scanning, there is no abnormal energy fluctuation in Shen Du's body, and it can be preliminarily determined that he is a normal human.]

The system issued a scan report, and all the values ​​of the person on it met the human standards.

Shi Qing was not interested and just glanced at it casually before closing it.

Although Shen Du’s true identity and purpose are still unclear.

But there is one thing Shi Qing can be sure of, the person who sent her the flowers, appeared in Yabai Village, and had evil intentions towards her yesterday were all the same person.

Lin Xuan's nose is of guaranteed quality.

Shi Qing felt so uncomfortable that he turned around and left.