Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Ah Jiu's whole body trembled violently. Under the mask, his dark eyes, which were originally covered with a layer of fog, were gripped by deeper panic and fear...

He is afraid.

"Master..." Su Qiao choked and stretched out her hand towards him, "Master, you are the black-robed master, right? Why...don't you recognize me?"

He took half a step back, and Su Qiao grabbed the wind with his hand, and the coolness blew from the palm of his hand into his blood.

She heard the man's low, distant voice.

"Sorry...I'm not." Ah Jiu met her gaze calmly, and he said cruelly, "Miss Su, you recognized the wrong person."

Word for word, no room left.

"..."

Su Qiao's fingers stopped in mid-air and curled up stiffly. She tried her best to suppress her emotions and stared at him stubbornly and stubbornly.

Stare at that damn mask!

I can't wait to tear it into pieces!

He doesn't want to recognize her!

"I'll ask you again!"

With her extremely suppressed voice, some tremors leaked out, and she finally asked him, "Ajiu. Are you Shen Xiujin...are you my black-robed master?"

The moon in the sky is hidden in the clouds.

Ah Jiu stood there, a silent black shadow, as if it could disappear into the night at any time... without leaving any trace.

He shouldn't have left any traces...

The man's voice finally sounded, low and decisive.

"No."

"..."

The hope in Su Qiao's eyes was shattered. She lowered her head and smiled coolly, wiping away the traces of water seeping from the end of her eyes.

"Okay, forget it! I don't care!!"

Without looking at Ah Jiu again, she took out something from her bag, threw it at him, turned around and left.

Shen Xiujin subconsciously caught it, and the one that fell into his arms was soft.

——Snacks wrapped in oil paper.

Made by Si Youyuan's cook.

Shen Xiujin's breath froze for a moment, her heart beating wildly in her chest, and everything became clear.

——His little rose has been to Si Youyuan.

She knows everything.

She didn't come to him to confirm her identity or want an answer. She just wanted to know if he wanted her...

But how could he recognize her when he looked like this?

In what capacity and what qualifications do you have... to enter her world?

During the few seconds that Shen Xiujin paused, Su Qiao's figure had disappeared before his eyes.

This is good...

His little rose has thorns. Over the years, he has raised her very well. She is a proud and brilliant rose. Many people love her and she is not aggrieved at all.

A rose is still a rose, the unique and most beautiful rose in the world.

But he is no longer the arrogant Shen Xiujin who had no inhibitions...

She deserves a better life, a life without him.

Shen Xiujin looked at the snacks wrapped in oil paper in his hand. It was so soft that it would break if touched, but the little girl didn't know how to bring it carefully and still maintain the beautiful pattern.

You can almost smell the sweet scent.

He stretched out his hand, twisted it a little, and was about to eat...

"Shen, Xiu, Jin!" A loud voice suddenly sounded.

Shen Xiujin raised his head subconsciously and saw Su Qiao rushing towards him in a furious manner under the moonlight, coming back again and again, like a beam of light piercing the night, rushing towards him unreasonably.

Shen Xiujin was stunned on the spot.

Reason told him that he should avoid it, but his feet were like roots and he couldn't move.

Until, that soft and slender person, the person he had guarded for two lifetimes... slammed into his arms!

It was a beam of light and a knife that cut open his chest...returned the missing piece of his heart bloody...

——That is the rose born in his flesh and blood.

Shen Xiujin can never refuse Su Qiao.

At this moment, Su Qiao only felt that she was crazy.

Shen Xiujin obviously didn't want to recognize her, so she should have turned around and left calmly, but when she left, she didn't know why she was still holding her breath and felt so uncomfortable.

Su Qiao didn't understand where this emotion came from, but she had always been a person of action. She walked to the car and stopped, turned around and rushed back.

She didn't know what she wanted to do, until the moment she hugged Shen Xiujin, she suddenly understood.

She was afraid that once she left, she would see this man for the last time.

From now on, he will completely disappear from her world...

This thought made Su Qiao breathless.

They obviously haven't really met each other yet, but she is already afraid of losing...

Su Qiao subconsciously hugged Shen Xiujin's narrow waist. After a while, she finally felt shy.

After all, she was an eighteen-year-old girl. She blushed and retracted her hand. She was about to distance herself and wanted to make amends in embarrassment.

"Don't get me wrong...I just..."

Before she could finish her words, Shen Xiujin suddenly pressed her into his arms silently and forcefully.

He was very tall, and Su Qiao's face was close to his heart, and she could hear the man's uncontrollable heartbeat, which was completely opposite to his silent appearance.

His heart...beats so fast, so fast...

Su Qiao's ears felt hot inexplicably. She swallowed and tapped her fingertips through the fabric.

"Shen Xiujin..."

"Let me hug you..." The man leaned down, tightened his arms, and put his cold mask on the side of her neck. He closed his eyes gently, and his hoarse and low voice slowly entered Su Qiao's ears, "Just a moment. Just…please.”

He was begging her.

He has been waiting for this moment for eighteen years...