Warm.

Sun Ningjun raised his eyes and looked at the white piece of flesh that was dazzling.

After staring blankly for a while, he lay down on his stomach and rested his head on the shoulder of Canghai, blocking the light spots. The cheeks are close to each other, which is where the light spots.

It's still warm.

"This dress is from the pavilion," Sun Ningjun said, unreasonably calm, "If it's dirty, it's dirty." ”

Canghai smiled lightly. The two of them were silent and distracted, and the screen was like a screen separating the small rooms in the big house, isolating all the worldly hustle and bustle and grievances and contradictions, and holding out such a small piece of quiet world alone.

"Actually, I understand. Canghai half-closed his eyes, and suddenly spoke, his voice was very light and low, and the words were not very clear, and they did not have to be clear. "Even if the power of property is more and greater, it is just something outside the body, if you are grateful, if you want to repay the favor, you naturally have to be an innocent body, although it was born by parents before, and it will always turn to dust after that, but at this moment, he is still his own, and only this is his own, as if he can show sincerity. But no. He shook his head lightly and said again gently: "No." ”

After a while, Fang muttered again: "If it is really given, the right thing has become wrong, the good has become bad, the positive has also become evil, and it has also affected the other party, and even the feet cannot stand in the world, so what do you talk about repaying the favor." You say, "Are you repaying your kindness or your grievance?"

"You go. I'll leave as soon as it gets dark tonight. ”

“...... Huh?"

Canghai turned his head slightly to look at her. Blinked in confusion at the inconsequential words that followed the end of the conversation. Thinking back to Fang Cai's words, although the words in his mouth were soft and glutinous, his heart was like a mirror, and he remembered it clearly, not like when everyone knelt down to show loyalty before going out, he only remembered an outline, he was stunned for a while, and muttered: "I...... What did you say wrong?"

Sun Ningjun still pillowed on his shoulder, closed his eyes and said calmly: "You are not wrong. I thought so when I saw you throw the peacock out of the curtain, I just wanted to think about it, but I was unwilling to do it, I didn't say it in the end, if it wasn't for what you just said, I hate to think about others when I die, the right is always someone else, the wrong is always myself, the merit is someone else's, and the pass is my own, if it weren't for you, a fool who is the first in the world, I can't say anything to tell you to leave. Tonight, it's still the wall where you threw the peacock, I withdraw the guards, you turn out of there, go as far as you want, and never come back. ”

Canghai looked up at the beams of the house and was silent. Silent, calm and peaceful.

After a while, Sun Ningjun said in a low voice: "I know that I can't escape this catastrophe, so I can't see others having a good time, I know in my heart that these things have nothing to do with you, but I can't see anyone get out of this cage, even if you die, you have to pull a cushion, when I see your look of throwing the peacock out of the coffin, that kind of expectation and yearning, I will understand, you are not from here, let alone here, let alone stay here." ”

Canghai sighed slowly. He spoke slowly: "Actually, if you don't say this...... Tsk...... "Distress frowned, irritably grabbed Liuhai, and sighed: "Actually...... Well...... 'Drunken Wind' doesn't need 'Daichun Pavilion' anymore...... Do you understand what I mean?"-

(To be continued......)