Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The road down the mountain is full of dense trees. The big trees block the sun and are very cool.

Yun Si took Rong Li and walked slowly down the mountain. Looking at her leisurely look, she thought she was going to go sightseeing instead of rushing to Beijing to take the exam.

Rong Li's hand was held by her. Because he was not used to it, he wanted to break away several times.

The blush on his face never faded, and he didn't know whether it was because of the heat or something else.

"Miss Yunyun, I..." His palms were slightly sweaty and a little moist.

Obviously the two of them were walking under the shade of the trees and were not directly exposed to the sun, but the temperature of his palms was very hot, as if he was about to have a heat stroke.

Yun Si looked at him, "What's wrong?"

The innocent scholar lowered his eyes and stared at the hands held by the two people. The tips of his ears were reddish and his voice was like a mosquito.

"Miss Yun, I can't see there is a stream far away. It's hot. Would you like to go over there and wash your face?"

He seemed to want to use this excuse to throw her hand away.

Yun Si knew that his palms were sweaty and very hot. She didn't think much about it. She just thought it was because he was hot and wanted to use the cool water to relieve the heat.

"Okay, let's take a rest."

She thought for a moment and let go of his hand empathetically.

Her hands are always cool and don't sweat very much. On the contrary, they feel a little sticky when they come into contact with his sweat.

She let go of him and walked toward the stream.

As soon as Rong Li's hand was empty, the soft and cold touch disappeared.

He was stunned for a moment, staring at his empty hand, and his fingertips seemed to curl up unconsciously.

"." Rong Li slowly lowered his hand and stood there for a while.

Seeing that the distance between the two people was slowly getting wider, he followed them silently.

One after another, the atmosphere is a bit weird.

Fengxi Mountain is full of green trees and has a high vegetation coverage rate.

From time to time, a cool stream meanders through it, nourishing the sun-baked ground, which relieves a lot of the scorching heat in the mountains.

Yun Si squatted by the stream, put her hands into the crystal clear water, and washed it briefly.

She is not hot and does not need to use the stream to relieve the heat.

On the contrary, Rong Li, who asked to wash his face, stood behind her without saying a word, staring at her with an indescribable blackness in his eyes.

The girl's slender figure squatted by the river unprepared, her head slightly lowered, a strand of broken hair hanging down her cheek, kissing her beautiful and white skin.

She was defenseless, had no weapons on her, and there was no one around her, so as long as he gave her a hard push, she would be caught off guard and fall into the river.

As long as he falls in, he turns around and runs. With his foot strength, it is really an excellent way to escape.

Rong Li remained motionless, but his eyes fell on her, wondering what he was thinking.

Yun Si shook off the water on her hand, stood up, and looked at him, a little strange.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to wash your face?"

"..." The scholar who said nothing seemed to be staring at her hand again.

White and pure, so white that it seems to glow in the sparse sunlight.

He lowered his eyelashes, shook his head, and said softly, "No, I suddenly don't want to wash it anymore."

His mind became faster than that of a woman.

Although Yun Si was a little strange, she didn't say anything. She nodded and picked up the baggage dropped on the ground.