Qin Chuan really doesn't know what to say now. She feels lonely, but others don't feel lonely. At least Qin Chuan feels that others don't feel lonely.

Qinchuan has always felt that what humans fear most is loneliness. What they fear most is that there is no hope and no pursuit. There is a saying that there is no difference between goals and ideals and salted fish.

Qin Chuan looked at her with a bitter smile: "you don't have anything you want to do, or what you want to eat, favorite clothes, what treasures you want..."

Fan Qingchen was slightly stunned. She had no pursuit, but it seemed a little strange to be asked, but she still said: "I feel there is nothing I really want to do, treasures or anything, which is useless."

"What about cultivation? Don't you want to be stronger?" Qin Chuan asked.

"Just let it go!"

"What if a strong man wants to insult you?" Qin Chuan asked curiously.

Fan Qingchen looked at Qin Chuan and smiled: "I'm still confident. No one can get close to me without my consent."

Qin Chuan was stunned. He originally wanted to open the situation with this topic. Now, he still needs to continue to look for direction.

As for what to say about a person, people need to remove foreign objects, but people feel so good that they don't want to contact others, so they can't say it. A thousand gold can't buy people willing.

Qin Chuan looked at her and said after a long time, "are you happy?"

"Don't know!" fan Qingchen said simply.

"Are you sad, what's bothering you, anything you don't understand?" Qin Chuan asked.

"Never thought about this..."

Qin Chuan: "

No move wins. Qin Chuan's words, the other party called back directly. People didn't think about it directly.

Not to mention these for the time being, Qin Chuan looked at the reduced woman and didn't know what he thought. It was time for lunch.

"I'll cook, you wait!" said fan Qingchen.

"I'll do it!" Qin Chuan said.

"That's funny. You're a guest."

"Are we so polite? You look thin. I'll make something to eat." Qin Chuan said and entered the kitchen.

Fan Qingchen is a little stunned. He is thin. Is he? She went to the kitchen and looked at where Qin Chuan was busy.

The kitchen is very small. Only one person can be busy in it. Two people will be crowded in it. Fan Qingchen is standing at the door of the kitchen.

"What do you usually eat?"

Qin Chuan, look at him. There are not many materials here. They are wild vegetables and wild fruits. This woman lives here

"I eat a lot of things, green fruits, black fruits and grapes..."

"Are those rice..."

Fortunately, Qin Chuan himself took a lot of ingredients directly from Sumi mustard, and then asked, "can you eat meat?"

"I don't taboo!" fan Qingchen smiled.

Qin Chuan looked at fan Qingchen's smile. I don't know why. It was a little sour. Her smile looked very sunny and soul stirring, but it was a little sour.

Qinchuan cooked four vegetarian dishes, four meat dishes and a pot of soup. It was very rich and the smell was natural. Needless to say, fan Qingchen had eaten the rice made by Qinchuan before.

It's just that it's been too long. Now she still feels shocked by the smell.

Since she was not taboo, Qin Chuan took out a jar of plum blossom wine and poured it for her. Qin Chuan also took up a bowl: "I haven't seen you for so long. Have a drink."

"Good!"

Fan Qingchen was very straightforward and had a cup with Qin Chuan.

Eat!

Fan Qingchen was very happy to eat. Qin Chuan looked at her most of the time. At this time, she looked like a normal woman, not as distant as before.

People eat cereals. Only when they eat, their food color is also. Only sometimes, they feel more normal, such as when they are in love.

"Your craft is very good!" fan Qingchen praised.

"Then eat more!" Qin Chuan helped her with the dishes.

This move was a little intimate, and it was his chopsticks. After clamping it, Qin Chuan was a little embarrassed. He was afraid that the other party would not eat it.

In fact, it's no big deal if she doesn't eat it. She eats it herself.

However, fan Qingchen didn't seem to dislike Qinchuan. He smiled and thanked and continued to eat.

"What are you sticking to?" Qin Chuan couldn't help asking after dinner.

He always feels that this woman is insisting on something. If it's OK, if it's not, it's really worrying to live such a pure and lustless life.

It's nothing for you to have a pure heart and few desires, but you always have a few friends. You can't be alone. Those old monsters can't stand this loneliness.

How long can she endure, ten years, fifty years, a hundred years? After that, if she can't, what should she do? This is what Qin Chuan is worried about.

Why is Qin Chuan worried about her? Qin Chuan was stunned when he thought of this problem. Yes, why would he worry about her?

Like her? Maybe there is. I like it for more than a minute. I don't need any reason. I had contact at the beginning and later cooperated together. At least it's cheap.

Have an attempt on her? Qin Chuan shook his head. He really felt that he had no intention, that is, he wanted her to be better and live better.

Is there pure friendship between men and women?

Qinchuan feels there is, but it is absolutely rare. Especially when women have a peerless face, if it is a roaring lion, pure friendship is too normal.

But it's really hard to be a beautiful woman, a man and she are pure friendship.

So Qin Chuan has been asking himself repeatedly, do you have an attempt on her?

Fan Qingchen seems to have never thought about this. Naturally, he doesn't seem to want anything.

She was stunned when she heard Qin Chuan's words: "what do you insist on?"

Forget it, Qin Chuan didn't want to ask so many questions. He simply said, "if one day, you suddenly feel that it's meaningless, what will you do?"

"Why do you want to think about this and let it go?" fan Qingchen looked at Qin Chuan, and the bright beautiful eyes of the Buddha sword looked at Qin Chuan seriously.

Are you full

Forget it, I don't want to. Stop here and have a rest for a few days. Anyway, I'm also a good friend. Stop and go.

"Qingchen, it's all right in the afternoon. Show me around!" Qin Chuan smiled.

Fan Qingchen was stunned because of Qin Chuan's name, but she soon smiled and nodded: "OK!"

Qin Chuan was intentional, but the woman was just a little stunned, didn't say anything, and looked very natural.

In the afternoon, Qin Chuan and fan Qingchen watched the hill. Although the hill is small, it is also a hill after all, so it takes a long time to walk like this and want to see the hill again.

The two walked side by side. Fan Qingchen's posture was so graceful that it could not be described. His simple clothes could not cover the peerless demeanor. When walking, his clothes flew over and became peerless and independent. Qin Chuan was slightly fascinated.