Chapter 940: Reach out to hug (80)

Wu Tao felt that the goose bumps were all up.
Shen Jing is really crazy, he is really crazy.
Walking up to him with difficulty, he seemed to have not discovered his existence.
Before, Shen Jing would let her go, and what she said was as merciless as a knife, but unlike now, it seems that there is only him in the whole world, no, there is another person, the person in his memory.
No one can blend in.
Wu Tao has a bitter tongue, and she tentatively calls him: "The King."
Shen Jing raised his head, his eyes fell on her: "Who allowed you to come?"
Wu Tao gritted her teeth and told her out: "The day before you got married, I had visited the little princess. I was jealous of her and didn't want her to be happy, so I told her everything, including her true identity."
"But, do you know? She told me that she knew it a long time ago. She knew her name was Gu Yunmiao, she knew her identity, she knew, but she still stayed by your side..."
The cup in Shen Jing's hand fell.
The pale white porcelain cup rolled on the table twice, and the tea in the cup splashed onto Shen Jing's sleeve.
Wu Tao pinched her fingertips into her palms. She turned around and said the last sentence: "I didn't lie to you this time. Maybe I won't see you again in the future. Take care."
She straightened her back and left the place step by step.
If she gets Shen Jing, it is just a container with others in her heart, she might as well not.
What's more, she didn't even have the qualifications to get Shen Jing.
She lost, a complete defeat.
...
I found out that there have been many strange things recently.
She practiced swords at night, and when she was finished, she was a little hungry, and found fruit on the table not far away.
She hadn't paid attention to the table over there, so she wasn't sure if there was fruit before the table.
It should be... yes?
She sat at the table and took a fruit.
The fruit has thin skin and firm flesh, not astringent at all, and tastes crispy and sweet, which quenches thirst.
After eating a few in a row, Yun was satisfied and returned to the room.
But I can't sleep.
She started to think about Shen Jing again, and she didn't know what happened to Shen Jing.
But Jue He said he was safe, and that should be fine.
She picked up the brush, took a piece of paper, and carefully wrote down what happened today.
After writing, she took off her shoes and socks and went to bed.
In the darkness, a figure appeared by the window.
Moonlight projected his shadow on the wall, and he lowered his eyes, looking at the piece of paper she had just written.
The paper was pressed by her with the inkstone, and he flicked the inkstone away and pinched the paper with his fingertips.
The above are all trivial things, like how long she has been practicing swordsmanship, she wrote them on it, but Shen Jing read it with gusto.
The more you look down, the greater the curvature of your lips.
When I saw the end, there was a glimmer of misunderstanding in the pale gray eyes.
The next paragraph is: Father, I miss you very much today, I don’t know when I will see you, but I think it won’t be too long. I will write all these things down. When we meet, you will know me. What happened every day.
Shen Jing read this passage and read it, and after reading it many times, he suppressed his excitement.
He pressed the paper back under the inkstone, turned his head and looked at the figure on the bed.
She was already asleep, Shen Jing couldn't hold back, approached, looking at her face greedily.
After a long time, he stretched out his hand to help her twist the quilt.