Crazy childhood sweetheart always thinks of me

Chapter 138 Why does one like another person?

At this moment, Yuan Yi raised his head, rubbed his eyes, and muttered, "Why did I fall asleep?"

"Ranran."

I hummed, "Is it cold?"

Yuan Yi climbed up from my arms and stretched himself: "I'm not cold."

I looked at her with a smile, and I really admired her cheerful and free-spirited personality.

"I don't know where Mo Li has gone."

I looked at the surface of the lake. It was very calm. I didn't know what had happened to Yun Hance. In such a weather, I couldn't even estimate how many hours had passed.

"Ranran, what does it feel like to like someone?"

Yuan Yi sat down and leaned against me again: "Why do you like Yun Hance? How do you feel when you see him?"

I covered her with my cloak. "If you like someone, you should really like being with him. You will be worried when you don't see him, but feel relieved when you see him. You will remember where he wants to go, what he wants to eat, and what he cares about unconsciously. When you see him, you can't help but feel that the wind is sweet, the snow is sweet, and even everything in the world is beautiful."

Yuan Yi half-understood and asked me naively: "Why would that person like another person? Isn't it better for a person to be free?"

Actually, I don’t know how to answer this question. I thought about it for a while and answered seriously: “You don’t need too many reasons to like someone. Maybe just a look or a gesture can make your heart beat in an instant.”

I paused, then continued, "A person may be very good, but if you like someone, you will feel happy doing anything with him. Your actions and thoughts are controlled by him. You can't help thinking about him every day, and you will think of him when you have something delicious. If this person also happens to like you, then it is like the golden wind and jade dew meeting each other, which is better than countless things in the world."

Yuan Yi made a bitter face and lay on her knees: "But I'm afraid he is because of my father..." She suddenly stopped talking, then smiled awkwardly and said: "That's not what I meant, I just..."

She was still a little embarrassed, and at a loss, she twisted the hem of her skirt with her two fingers.

I smiled at her gently: "Yuan Yi, I actually envy you."

When Yuan Yi heard this, he immediately had a smug look on his face: "I know that since I was a child, many people have envied and envied me for having a father who is a swordsman. They always want to defeat me and embarrass my father, so I have worked very hard since I was a child. I will never let anyone trample on my father's reputation."

I smiled and smoothed her hair. "I don't envy you for having a father who is a swordsman, nor do I envy you for being the eldest daughter of Kunlun Mountain, nor do I envy you for your martial arts, your straightforwardness, and your heroic appearance. I envy you for growing up with Mo Li. There is no disappointment, no hurt, and no debt between the two of you."

Yuan Yi rolled his eyes: "Aren't you and Yun Hance childhood sweethearts, growing up together? Why, did you hurt him before? Or did he let you down?"

I don't want to say more. If I tell you about my past life, people won't understand: "Not all childhood sweethearts can end up like you and Mo Li."

Seeing that I didn’t say anything, Yuan Yi didn’t ask any more questions: “Then, Ranran, do you know whether he treats me well because my father treats me well, or because I treat him well?”

I stroked Yuan Yi's hair. "You can feel this kind of thing with your heart. If it's for Kunyu Sword Immortal, most of the time he's just pretending to be close to you. If he treats you well in every detail, gives you things he doesn't have, worries that you're cold and hurt, worries that you're in a bad mood, stays with you wherever you are, and would rather suffer than see you get hurt, then it's very likely that he's really doing it for you."

Yuan Yi's face turned even redder as he listened, and he whispered, "Actually, I want to ask him, if he didn't mean that, why didn't he tell me? If he didn't mean that, why did he accompany me to leave Kunlun Mountain and take good care of me along the way? But I can't ask, if he doesn't mean that, won't he laugh at me for the rest of my life?"

I can understand Yuan Yi. She has always wanted to save face since she was a child, because she has lived with the title of the only daughter of a sword immortal. Her father is a sword immortal who is admired by everyone. She has also been the focus of attention since she was a child, and she is even more proud and wants to save face.

She has been strong-willed since she was young, so she probably didn't feel comfortable asking for something that might lead to rejection and shame. If she did ask and was rejected, she would never be able to hold her head up for the rest of her life.

"When we return to Kunlun Mountain, A Ce and I will go test Mo Li."

"Thank you Ranran, I feel relieved now."

"What are you worried about? What are you trying to test me on?"

Mo Li was wearing a white gown and holding a large bag in his hand: "Come, put on your clothes, are you cold?"

Mo Li opened the bag on his body, put a black cloak over Yuan Yi's head, then squatted down and carefully tied the rope for Yuan Yi.

Yuan Yi stared blankly at Mo Li's face, which was very close to him. Mo Li's eyes were on the hands tied with a rope at Yuan Yi's chin. His pair of white and slender hands touched Yuan Yi's chin from time to time.

When Mo Li finished tying the rope, he looked up and saw Yuan Yi looking at him. His face turned red and he stood up and took out a paper bag from his bag. Yuan Yi also reacted at this time, but he was too embarrassed to look at Mo Li, so he immediately changed the subject: "Junior Brother Yun, why haven't you come up yet?"

I smiled as I looked at their shy looks. Oh, it was so nice to run in both directions.

"Come, Yuan Yi, your favorite roast chicken."

Yuan Yi slowly turned his head and glanced at Mo Li, then took the paper bag and said in a whisper, "Thank you."

Mo Li's hand holding the wine jar trembled, and he chuckled, "Why are you crazy? I have never heard you say these two words in my life."

When Yuan Yi heard this, he immediately became unhappy and frowned: "You are the one who is crazy."

Mo Li handed the wine to Yuan Yi lovingly: "Okay, I'm going crazy, come, the wine is still hot, drink some to warm your body."

Yuan Yi looked at the jar of wine and felt that he had been a bit fierce just now: "That's not what I meant just now. I didn't mean to scold you."

Mo Li said, "Hmm," "I know."

Yuan Yi looked up at the man in front of him, his lips unconsciously stammered twice: "Why are you..."

Mo Li had already stood up: "I'll go eat something too."

Yuan Yi watched him stand up and walk away, and swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Yunyue also came over at this moment and handed me a paper bag: "Miss Su, have some cakes and roast duck to fill your stomach."

I took it. “Thank you.”

I held the paper bag in my hand, which exuded a greasy aroma, but I didn't think of opening it. At this moment, although I was hungry, I had no appetite to eat.

"Ranran, drink some wine to warm yourself up."

I shook my head: "The wine you people in the martial arts world drink must be very strong. I have rarely drunk alcohol since I was a child. I am afraid that I will get drunk after just one sip of this kind of wine."

Yuan Yi looked at me, and finally took a sip: "Okay, when you and Junior Brother Yun get married, come back to Kunlun Mountain and I will teach you how to drink."

I didn't answer because I was feeling colder and colder. What happened to Yun Hance under the pool of water?