It has nothing to do with you. These four words are like a sharp sword that has pierced Gu Junlin's heart fiercely..

He thought that sharing hardships in the desert had brought them closer together. In fact, the moment he held the fairy in his arms, he felt an indescribable sense of happiness and satisfaction. He imagined their future…

Never thought, this is just his wishful thinking, fairy refused to people thousands of miles away, the distance between them, still so far away.

Gu Junlin sat beside the fire and stared sadly at the hand that had hugged Han Qingyue's waist, silently feeling the fragrance and temperature on it..

His depression did not last long before Han Qingyue attracted him again..

Han Qingyue picked up a tree branch and added fire to the fire. This action seemed to touch the wound on her finger. She frowned and took a deep breath in pain..

”

Gu Junlin's scar healed and he forgot about the pain. He stretched his neck and licked his old face. He said with concern," Fairy, your hand…"

Han Qingyue smoothed her eyebrows and interrupted coldly,"I told you, it's none of your business.".

”

Hearing this, Gu Junlin lowered his head in grievance. He picked up a branch and poked it into the fire..

Han Qingyue continued to fiddle with her fingers, occasionally grunting in pain..

Gu Junlin looked at Han Qingyue quietly. Was she deliberately trying to attract his attention?

Although this idea is a bit narcissistic, his intuition tells him that this is the case..

When he was sulking as a child, he would do the same. He would not say anything, but he liked to deliberately make a little noise to attract Grandpa's attention. He hoped that Grandpa would take the initiative to notice his unhappiness, and then put down the work in hand and come over to coax him..

At this thought, Gu Junlin's unhappiness was swept away. This time, he said bluntly,"

"Fairy's hand is injured, so it's inconvenient for you to do things. Rest well during this time, I'll take care of you..

”

Han Qingyue's face was cold, and her voice was calm..

”

I thought we were friends.".

”

Looking at his disappointed and heartbreaking gray eyes, Han Qingyue bit her thin lips and tightened her grip..

She began to reflect. Was she being too unreasonable?

To be fair, Gu Junlin cared about her and did nothing wrong. However, she felt uncomfortable. The thought of him having an affair with his sworn enemy, the witch, made her extremely angry. She felt weak and wanted to anger him..

After a moment of silence, Han Qingyue finally opened her mouth and said,"Then I'll have to trouble Young Master Gu.".

”

In the end, she still put down the awkwardness in her heart. She didn't want to make the two of them unable to be friends because of this temporary lift..

Gu Junlin smiled and stood up." I haven't eaten for a long time. I think the environment here is good. There should be animals living here. Fairy, wait a moment. I'll go find something to eat.".

”

Han Qingyue nodded slightly..

After Gu Junlin left, Han Qingyue looked at the red line on her wrist and sighed. Her heart was in a mess right now..

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Even if they were lovers in her previous life, or even married Dao partners, she would not treat Gu Junlin as her other half because of Yue Zhiyao. Whoever he liked and married had nothing to do with her..

Fate can play tricks on people, a red line, connecting their bodies, an eastbound escape, so that the hearts of two people, closer.

The heavens seemed to be saying, whoever Yue Zhiyao likes has nothing to do with you, but whoever Han Qingyue likes should have something to do with you, right?

The influence of her previous life had given her a natural sense of affection and trust for Gu Junlin. If it was just this, she could still suppress her subconscious liking without the illusion she had in the desert..

However, this situation was beyond her control. She wasn't sure if she would still be that detached fairy after this " trip "..

Or maybe she's not anymore, she just won't admit it..

" Fairy, I caught two big fat rabbits!" Gu Junlin's face flushed with excitement. He ran back with the two rabbits in his hands..

"Well, I'm sorry..

Han Qingyue nodded and then said to Gu Junlin,"Master Gu, there are some things I want to clarify with you.".

”

Gu Junlin saw her so seriously for the first time, and he could not help but be stunned for a moment..

”

"What did you see in the desert?" Han Qingyue asked.

As Gu Junlin recalled, he said,"A woman in white carries me on her back, surrounded by overwhelming enemies.".

”

" Is she the senior in the painting, Yue Zhiyao?" Han Qingyue asked..

"It's her..

The king denied nothing..

Han Qingyue suddenly asked another question: " That day, you reached out to touch Yue Zhiyao's face in the portrait. Is it because she looks like me, or because I look like her?"

" This…" Gu Junlin hesitated. When did he put his hand on Yue Zhiyao's face? He really didn't know..

Han Qingyue did not continue to make things difficult for Gu Junlin. She simply said," I saw what you saw in the desert. I…seem to be her reincarnation.".

”

Gu Junlin didn't remove Yue Zhiyao's veil that day, but he already had a guess in his heart. Therefore, he wasn't too surprised by Han Qingyue's words..

He watched Han Qingyue quietly, waiting for the follow-up..

Han Qingyue and Gu Junlin looked at each other and emphasized seriously," I hope you remember one thing. Yue Zhiyao is Han Qingyue, but Han Qingyue is not Yue Zhiyao..

”

" She can control my emotions, but she can't control my will. Who she likes has nothing to do with me, and who I like has nothing to do with her!"

Han Qingyue's original intention was to tell Gu Junlin that she was not someone's substitute. If she was tempted, it was her will and not influenced by her previous life!

When Gu Junlin heard it, he understood it to mean something else. Yue Zhiyao liked your previous life, but that doesn't mean I, Han Qingyue, like you. Put away the delusions in my heart!

Looking at Gu Junlin who was suddenly dispirited, Han Qingyue felt a little strange. She said softly,"I'm hungry.".

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