Yi Qian recognized him.
Of course he also recognized Yi Qian.
Last winter, there was a lot of snow.
It was an early night, and the sky and earth were white. He came alone to the Taoist temple in the front mountain of Tiance Sect.
Although the sky was a little bright, he still held a lantern in his hand, and the warm yellow firelight flickered, reflecting the loneliness on his face, like a flower blooming alone in the ice and snow, stunning the world.
At that time, Yi Qian was ordered by her master to do some errands as a Taoist boy.
As it was arranged to eat in the morning, she took advantage of her privilege and served him a bowl of rice before him, and ran up to him in small steps.
"Sir, you should eat vegetarian food while it's hot. Huhu, it's so cold, no, no, it's so hot. The bowl is too thin and it's very hot..."
Her words became garbled in panic, and she didn't know what she said. She only felt her heartbeat speeding up inexplicably.
And he didn't say a word, just touched her eyebrows gently like he did now.
He stretched out his hand, and with a hint of coolness in his long and well-jointed fingers, he slowly took the rice and touched her fingertips in a subtle way.
In just a moment, Yi Qian's slightly red cheeks were reflected in his eyes.
Yi Qian could feel the temperature of his fingertips, which was both cold and hot. This subtle touch made her eyelashes tremble slightly, like a frightened butterfly.
He Yiqian felt a palpitation in her heart, and said to herself blankly: "Why is there suddenly a sense of loneliness in my heart?"
Intention: You can be desperate for love