Tears suddenly rolled out of the corners of Wang Jing's eyes, and he grabbed Dark Cloud's arm vigorously, his eyes were intertwined with deep hatred and resentment and loneliness and despair, "weishenme?weishenme, you don't help me, you don't help me......"

Stuck in the quagmire of memory, falling in love, falling into a nightmare, the crazy appearance is a crazy person in the eyes of people who don't know anything about him, Dark Cloud is heartbroken and worthless for him, but grabbed Wang Jing's hand, especially hard, "Master, he is not Yue, he is Su Yi's son Su Tong!"

This is the most daring move made by Dark Cloud to Wang Jing in the past fifteen years.

There is a difference between master and servant, and there is a difference between respect and inferiority, but he completely forgot to blurt it out.

Wang Jing's face stiffened, staring at the dark clouds in a daze.

The bright boy who stood stupidly under the cloister and looked at himself, the scoundrel who suddenly crashed into his arms, and the drunk who was thrown into the lake by him disgusted, came and went in Wang Jing's mind scene by scene......

He turned his head sideways to look at Su Tong on the bed, "Yes...... He left three years ago, how could it be him?"

Dark Cloud's eyes darkened, and his fists clenched, eager to kill that person immediately.

The cold skin under his fingertips, the coldness penetrated the phalanges, Wang Jing let go of Sutong, stepped back and stood up, and asked in a cold voice, "What about Lian Xiao?"

Dark Cloud was stunned and lowered his head, "In the living room." ”

Everything, like the quiet field after the wind and snow raged, has returned to its original appearance, a noble and cold-blooded master, a pious and loyal subordinate.

Dark Cloud took a set of clothes from the closet and put it on the low cabinet in front of Wang Jing, quietly exited the bedroom, and fixed his body behind the wooden chair where Lian Xiao was sitting, "You go in......"

Before Lian Xiao could make a sound, the dark cloud had already moved, flashed out of the living room, and went straight to Wanhong Building.

Lian Xiao only had time to raise his eyes, grabbed his Zuihou figure that disappeared into the night sky, faintly, squinted, retracted his eyes and got up and turned into the bedroom.

Without Wang Jing's instructions, Lian Xiao took the initiative to diagnose Su's pulse without squinting, but Lian Xiao could know that Wang Jing was standing in front of the window at the moment and did not look at them.

All the mercy comes from the man surnamed Yue, all the ruthlessness still comes from the man surnamed Yue, and all the gifts come from the man surnamed Yue.

The same person and the same patient, Lian Xiao had a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Life is worry-free, it will be hot at dawn, if you can't survive at that time......" Lian Xiao didn't finish speaking, but the rest of the meaning, needless to say, Wang Jing could hear it.

"What's a big deal about you Lianxiao?" Wang Jing didn't turn around, and said coldly, disapprehensively.

"Of course......" Lian Xiao was not surprised by his reaction, and then added, "I promised to help you three times, this is the first time, and there are two ......"

"What's the hurry?" Wang Jingbing's eyes were gloomy, locking Lian Xiao's gentle face, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, it's his choice to go with you or stay by my side, I only promised you to drive him out." ”

"You don't have to worry about this, as long as you fulfill your promise to expel him from Yunyan Pavilion, everything will be fine!" Lian Xiao leaned over and left a bottle of medicine, "Give him a dose when he has a fever." ”

Lian Xiao turned around and left in a dashing manner, Wang Jing's thin eyes were as cold as ice, and Lian Xiao's back was clamped, frowning deeply.

In this life, those who dare not take him in their eyes like this, openly provoke and confront, except for that man, Lian Xiao is the second.

In the future, there will definitely be a third and fourth...... Even more, but he can't tolerate so many people being presumptuous in front of him, and the existence of these two people is an exception.

The night was long, and I sat alone, sober and sinking in my memories.

As soon as his heavy gaze touched the person on the bed, it was like a stone that had bounced back and shattered the surface of the lake, rippling slightly, Wang Jing took a deep breath, walked to the bed, and stared at Su Tong's closed eyes.

"I don't want to ...... you like this" The voice of the voice was very remorseful, and the cruelty disappeared on the face, and some were only injured and fragile.

After a while, he changed into a smile that didn't matter, not looking up to the sky, but laughing with tears, "We will still zaijian!

"Let's go......" The person on the bed sat up and yelled as if frightened by his terrible words.

Su Tong's tightly closed eyes, the traces of panicked rotation of his eyes were clearly visible, and the deep-set eyebrows and tightened eyebrows on a miserable white face all made Wang Jing frown.

After a while, a seemingly innocent smile flowed from the bedside, Su Tong's pale face was faintly rosy, his lips and teeth trembled slightly, and his face was gradually covered with smile clouds, and he didn't know what he dreamed of.

Wang Jing approached, very curious, and asked softly, "What did you dream of?"

As soon as his words fell, the blood on Su Tong's face faded, and the hands covered in the futon twisted the quilt one by one.

Su Tong bit his lip tightly, as if there was some unspeakable and unbearable pain that he couldn't say, and the blue color of that face, I don't know what kind of scene would appear like that.

The pain lasted much longer than the happiness, and the quilt was constantly torn by Su Tong, just this tireless action, Wang Jing could already peek into his heart.

How big of a deal is it? Is it worth tearing the quilt like a woman to get angry?

Wang Jing grabbed the presumptuous hand, but just as he suppressed Su Tong hard, with a bang, the satin mattress was torn open, and Su Tong was completely calm.

Wang Jing was shocked, looked back at Su Tong, frowned deeply, squirmed the corners of his mouth, the pitiful flesh on the side of the tall stork bone was trembling, and after a while, a tear welled up from the corner of his eye, silently falling into the pillow.

"Dead ......"

"Dead ......"

The lips were slightly open, dry and cracked, and the voice was just repeating these two words.

There are great signs of the soul falling into the nine springs when they are dying.

Wang Jing looked at him with heavy eyes, and said that he was not shocked and there was no shock in his heart, it was fake, he had also been hurt by his feelings but he had not reached this point, he would never tear the quilt for a person who was in unspeakable pain, although he was a person with the same fate, but he would never be able to appreciate Su Tong's feelings for Yun Chu, he felt that the person in front of him was much more miserable than him......

After a long time, Wang Jingcai lowered his body, covered him with the quilt tightly, and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt.

"If you don't have the power to return to heaven, why force it?" Wang Jing looked at the appearance that was still struggling in the nightmare, and suddenly raised his hand, and his slender finger bones caressed Su Tong's wrinkled eyebrows like a valley.

Seeing that the gloom between Su Tong's eyebrows gradually dissipated, Wang Jing stroked it a few more times, and when he withdrew his hand, he saw that handsome face, and the corners of his mouth actually smiled with satisfaction.

I don't know if it's pity and distress, or if the same experience makes him take extra care of him, Wang Jing couldn't take his eyes off it, and kept looking at Su Tong like this.

For a long time, he leaned over Su Tong's body, put his head against Su Tong's chin, clasped Su Tong's shoulder with one hand, and put the other hand ......between Su Tong's neck and the back of his ear

The affectionate embrace after a long absence, the quiet feeling that time slipped away by his side, a heart full of satisfaction, just want him to hug him like this, forever until the sea is dry.