His jet-black hair was just let loose, with no extra adornnts on his body, yet such simple attire gave him an untouchable and noble elegance.
Wen Xiao’ai had an intense urge to walk over and see what he looked like.
He leaned lazily against a branch, with one hand supporting his head, seemingly looking in her direction.
Wen Xiao’ai stared at him for a long ti, slowly feeling that this man seed familiar, as if she had seen him sowhere, and not long ago, but she just couldn’t recall.
"Little girl, co here."
Suddenly, the man in the tree spoke.
His voice was exceptionally pleasant, very gentle, and the tone was pure. Although she couldn’t see his face clearly, Wen Xiao’ai felt that when he spoke, his eyes were smiling.
It was obvious that these words were ant for her, and after he said them, Wen Xiao’ai’s body moved toward him uncontrollably.
She couldn’t tell whether her body was out of control or it was her mind playing tricks, she just kept walking toward him.
She walked neither too fast nor too slow, but she had clearly taken dozens of steps, yet she hadn’t gotten any closer to him.
Wen Xiao’ai felt a bit anxious, she quickened her pace, walking faster and faster, but she just couldn’t reach the foot of the tree, couldn’t get in front of him.
The distance between her and him was just so short yet so far, clearly only about twenty ters, but it felt like being separated by mountains and rivers.
She stopped, raising her head, looking helplessly at the man in the tree, as if asking what to do.
But the man in the tree was so far away that she couldn’t see his face, and his figure was a bit blurry.
Yet his voice was clear, so clear that even the grievance and disappointnt in his tone were distinctly audible.
"Girl, why don’t you co over?"
Wen Xiao’ai clearly felt her heart ache, yet there was no pain sensation.
"I... I can’t get there." Wen Xiao’ai lifted her foot again, but it felt as if it was glued, unable to move.
"Are you abandoning ?" His words ca again, thick with hurt.
Even though she couldn’t see his face, Wen Xiao’ai could imagine the grievance and heartbreak on his face at that mont.
"...I haven’t." She almost blurted out.
Wen Xiao’ai didn’t know why she felt sad, why she said those words.
She even felt as if she was no longer herself, as if she was an observer watching a girl who looked like her talking with a man.
What Wen Xiao’ai didn’t know was that at this mont, her eyes were not deep blue but clear and clean black.
Right now, she indeed was not herself.
"Then why don’t you co over?"
"I can’t move." Wen Xiao’ai tried moving her foot again, but it felt rooted.
"Girl, do you no longer like ?"
"I don’t." Anxious, she desperately tried to break free from the shackles on her feet.
"Girl, co with , okay? Leave here."
"Where to?" she asked instinctively.
"Co back to the Demon Realm with , your family doesn’t like , and I don’t like them. They won’t allow us to be together, so I want to take you away."
"I..."
"Do you not want to?"
"No, I..."
Her throat suddenly felt like sothing was choking it; she wanted to speak, she opened her mouth, but no sound ca out.
Watching the man’s body in the tree start becoming transparent, she beca even more anxious and shouted, but he couldn’t hear, couldn’t even see the urgency on her face.
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