The lights add an ambiguous atmosphere to the house.

Gao Jiping lay quietly, looking at Feng Wuhen who was dressed and getting up, a complex look flashed in her eyes, and she couldn't help asking, "Are you dissatisfied with me?"

Feng Wuhen, who was sitting in front of the couch, turned his head and said calmly: "Why do you say this?"

Gao Jiping sat up, but because of the violent movements just now, her whole body was sore and soft. The originally charming beauty added a lazy laziness to help her up, and her temptation for people was increased exponentially.

Gao Jiping, who was originally planning to be furious, couldn't help but feel proud when she saw the fire in Feng Wuhen's eyes, but she became more curious: "Why can you still be so calm at this time? It seems that there is no relationship between us."

Feng Wuhen is not a fool, he understands what Gao Jiping means.

He stood up and stood in front of the window, letting the cold wind blew on his body without any gaps, which made his heart, which was originally a little hot, suddenly become cold. For some reason, when she looked at Feng Wuhen from this angle, she suddenly felt an unprecedented wonderful feeling: she and Feng Wuhen seemed to be in two spaces, although they looked close, but in fact they were out of reach.

What moved Gao Jiping the most was that he saw a loneliness from Feng Wuhen, as if this person was born to be with loneliness. For a moment, Gao Jiping suddenly developed a very complicated emotion.

"I have feelings for you, otherwise I wouldn't have accepted your proposal." Feng Wuhen's voice came: "It was impossible for you to feel it during that time just now."

I saw Gao Jiping, who had seen countless storms and waves, had red glow on her cheeks when she heard the words. She couldn't imagine that someone would say such a thing so calmly that it was not a bit obscene, as if she had just explained a very ordinary truth.

Is it really so uncharming? Gao Jiping wanted to get angry, but what happened for an hour just now made her stop this thought and couldn't help asking again: "But you now?"

Feng Wuhen turned around, looked at him and said, "To be honest, I had some ideas when I saw you for the first time! I have also had such ideas for many women, but every time I get what I want, I will become indescribable empty and cold. I may be born to be a person who is easily bored."

The high-end product could hear that Feng Wuhen was not lying, and couldn't help but burst out laughing and said, "Someone once told me that there is a kind of person in this world who is born with prostitutes. They are never moved and turn against each other ruthlessly. You seem to be such a person."

Feng Wuhen did not deny it.

He has been consciously aware that there have been some women, but no woman can touch him.

Gao Jiping said: "Are you just tired of women?"

Feng Wuhen said lightly: "In fact, I am prone to getting tired of most things except one thing."

Gao Jiping glanced at Feng Wuhen's movements and sighed: "Is this a sword?"

Feng Wuhen said: "Can you see?"

Gao Jiping said: "You don't have to open this kind of thing to see, not to mention that I have seen you practice swords. Once you draw the sword, you will feel like you have become another person, and your whole body seems to be radiating a wonderful brilliance. I even feel that only at this time you are alive."

Feng Wuhen lowered his head and looked at the sword inserted obliquely between his waist and said, "For a long time, I have been thinking about a problem."

“What’s the problem?”

"Why can't I maintain too long interest in anything except swords, and I don't even want to be interested at all."

Gao Jiping said curiously: "Do you have an answer?"

"No." Feng Wuhen withdrew his gaze and said lightly: "But I always have a feeling that only a sword can solve the doubts in my heart." He did not talk about this matter anymore. Since Han Tang's death, he has never discussed so much about this matter with anyone.

Feng Wuhen's eyes fell on Gao Jiping again and said, "What about you? For you, what is in this world that will always be interested in you?"

Gao Jiping was pondering.

The memories of the past come to my mind.

After a long time, Gao Jiping said, "Maybe only make money." She paid attention to Feng Wuhen's expression and found that there was no disdain on Feng Wuhen's face. For some reason, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Then she smiled and said, "Do you think I'm very vulgar?"

Feng Wuhen shook his head: "Enjoy is not divided into vulgarity and elegance. In my eyes, there is only one kind of talent that is not considered a vulgar person."

Gao Jiping didn't know why, but she was in a very good mood today. Since she founded Happy Lin, she has never said so much to others, nor has she had the chance to say so much to others again.

She couldn't help asking, "Who is not a vulgar person?"

Feng Wuhen said lightly: "People who can stop eating."

Gao Jiping was stunned, then laughed so hard that she trembled, saying, "I didn't expect you would joke."

Feng Wuhen said: "I'm not kidding."

"no?"

Feng Wuhen said: "Of course not. Only those who do not eat are not considered humans. Only those who do not count as humans are not ordinary people. Otherwise, they are all ordinary people! Because they all need to eat."

Gao Jiping stared at Feng Wuhen for a long time before slowly saying, "You are such a strange person. The truth you said is also strange, but for some reason, I agree with your truth."

Feng Wuhen said: "You agree with my reasoning, but because I say it makes sense. There are all kinds of strange people in the world, each with their own preferences. Some people like playing the piano, some like singing, some like painting, some like making money, some like building houses, some like catching snakes, and some like stealing, they are different! As long as you understand what you really like, and your preferences will not harm others, no one is qualified to evaluate his preferences."

Gao Jiping thought something, and after a long time, she let out a long sigh.

There was no smile in her eyes, and she suddenly became indescribable confusion. After a long time, she said, "Actually, sometimes I don't know if I like to make money, because sometimes even if I put a lot of money in front of me, I will not only not feel happy, but also have an indescribable emptiness, as if this is not what I want."

A strange color flashed in Feng Wuhen's eyes and said, "I have had such thoughts as well."

Gao Jiping said in surprise: "Has you ever been vacant to the sword?"

Feng Wuhen said: "It's not a sword, but a woman. I have thought about many women and have also obtained some, but the result is indescribable fatigue, because I found that the result is different from what I imagined."

Gao Jiping rolled her eyes and said lightly: "Because you are a ruthless person."

"Maybe." Feng Wuhen did not refute, saying, "But many principles in this world are common, just like my gain and your gain, what we really want to get is not these, but because it is too similar, we have an illusion, and once it is achieved, we will be disappointed."

Gao Jiping's delicate body shook and murmured: "What am I asking for?"

"Only you know what you want! Maybe you may be wrong countless times, but every mistake means that the next time you are getting closer and closer to the correct answer." Feng Wuhen's eyes were glowing, saying, "Isn't the joy of life here?"

Gao Jiping remained silent.

After a while, she said to Feng Wuhen with a calm expression: "You should leave, I'm going to rest."

Feng Wuhen was slightly surprised, but he still stood up and left.

He knew there was still a lot of things waiting for him to do next.

It's late at night.

Gao Jiping lay on the couch, looking at the moon in the sky, and fell into a long contemplation like never before.

She seemed to have realized something, and she seemed to be looking for something.
Chapter completed!