Chapter 116: You Can Go Home

The hope of all people is not absent today, and he finally fulfills his duty every day, because he knows that there will be countless hopeful people waiting every day, so every day he appears in that suitable place in good spirits. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Han Xian, a person with countless dreams and countless passions in his heart, chose a place to wait today, the expression on his face was not half blasphemous, and his red cheeks were welcoming the fiery enthusiasm.

Breaking the eyelids and shining is telling the spirit of the sun today.

Han Xian's face turned from solemn to even more solemn, and his whole body and mind were waiting, waiting for the dim warm current to break through all the barriers and reach the little bit of light in his heart. Then the little bit of light began to shine like a great tonic.

What Han Xian needed was greed, greedily devouring everything that flowed into the atrium along the blood.

Imagination must be very smooth, the sun is there, the origin of the silk is also waiting for it, and the blood is even more flowing, is his barrier really tenacious?

Or is his little bit of origin not greedy enough, how can Han Xian's face show a smile.

The merciless ridicule did climb up his cheeks, if he could, Han Xian must have lied to himself, but his heart was not deceiving, because his heart did not feel a trace of the temperature of the sun, and the sun must not have blown his spring breeze to this bitter cold place.

Now that I know that I am disliked again, why are my eyes still closed with that attachment, but tears have been generated in them, and I am afraid that when I open my eyes, they will rush into the earth desperately.

Can tears be so worthless?

The reason why his eyes were not opened was because Han Xian had not given up hope yet, because he felt that the slight warmth on his face was persistently blending into his blood.

I even felt that there was also the kindness of the sun hidden in my blood, and what could I feel, the heart that had been waiting by the source of the slightest was so cold, he was so begging for temperature, he was already shivering, but this corner that was forgotten by others only had that little bit of light and lonely flicker.

Wu Jitang's eyes opened, how could that person with a red face not attract this person's attention. It was so cold for both of them in the morning.

Han Xian's coldness was because his hot flushed face could not warm the cold in his heart.

Wu Jitang's cooldown was because he peeked into the destruction of this person's origin star map.

"Hey, why do you want to give him hope again, if he is in despair from beginning to end, maybe this person will adapt, and you will lift this person to the cloud in order to better fall to the bottom?" How can Han Xian, the grievance in Wu Jitang's heart, be understood.

At this moment, Han Xian is still tenacious, even if his forehead is a little sweaty, he has not given up. A hot mind just needs sweat to keep him awake.

Han Xian, who was deep in this mountain, felt that there was still hope, so he wanted to be drunk and struggle all the time, but Wu Jitang, who was on the outside, had indeed seen everything clearly.

When Han first came back to his senses, without that kind of patience, it might be better to hit, and there was no possibility of struggling to accept it, and this would save him more time.

Reconcile yourself and do not do it.

The trace of waiting for the origin of the mind can still hold on, the face is exposed to such sunlight, the light that breaks the eyelids is not destroying the trembling heart, but Han Xian has not completely given up, this person is in the dying struggle in the morning.

"Brother Han, are you hungry?" used such words to break such weirdness, Wu Jitang had never laughed himself.

Are you hungry, Dou Da's sweat told Han Xian his true thoughts, and a voice in his heart shouted: "I won't give up, I will definitely be able to do it tomorrow." ”

But as soon as such an idea was derived, all the struggles were given up, the red face, the crystal eyes opened, Wu Jitang's back appeared in front of him, and he never said in his heart: "Fortunately." ”

Wu Jitang in front of him was like a sculpture, standing for a long time without half a minute of movement, while Han Xian seemed to be assimilated by the sculpture, and even forgot about hunger.

"There is no choice. Wu Jitang knew what he had to do.

"He must have known. "Is Han Xian still a fluke?

Of course, the sleeves inadvertently stroked his cheeks and wiped away the dew of the night, and the cheerful voice sounded in Wu Jitang's ears: "Angkor, where is the food?" ”

The weirdness was pierced by the wind, Han Xian saw that Wu Jitang still didn't move, and there were some things that he didn't think about, so he walked towards Wu Jitang's mount, of course the hungry people knew where to eat.

Regardless of whether the food was cold or not, it could fill the emptiness in the atrium, and Han Xian must have wanted to fill the emptiness fiercely, stretching his palm wide to grab the food.

Wu Jitang didn't want to hesitate.

"Brother Han, do you want to go home?" How cold the morning was, even the hand that was about to grab the food was shivering from the cold, and it almost froze in the air.

The sound of piercing the air, didn't the person who stuffed the food into his mouth hear it, it must be that this person is hungry, or the cold food is too delicious, and it is more likely that Wu Jitang's voice was too soft and dissipated into the air before it reached Han Xian's ears.

Han Xian ate exaggeratedly and held it exaggeratedly.

The sound behind him was too abnormal, Wu Jitang turned around curiously, it must have been a face flashing with warm sunshine, but Han Xian really didn't bother to look at him.

Wu Jitang had no choice but to repeat it, wondering if he could keep a smile on his face this time: "Han Xian." You can go home. ”

This tone must be very tactful.

Didn't hear that?

Do you hear me, we can go home, your sickness. My wound will definitely be healed in that peaceful place, I am very happy, Yunshan I am coming back, I will definitely be very happy.

You're so happy.

Laughing, why didn't you laugh, it was going home, but I didn't understand the man's words, it must be like this, and he swallowed the food in his mouth with great difficulty: "Wu... Angkor, you... What are you talking about. ”

Han Xian's dodge, the vague words mixed with food, Wu Jitang could hear every word clearly, and once again had no choice: "You don't have to go back to Shangwu, you must be a dead end if you go back." "This time it must be tactful.

For some reason, are you glad that you heard someone else's words clearly?

The smile on Han Xian's face was so bright, why was his voice hoarse, but because of the roar: "You care about me." ”

Wu Jitang stood in a daze, his face was not cold enough, why did he feel moved when he looked at Han Xian's smiling face, but there was no turning back.

This breakfast must have been chilly.

"That's what Big Brother means. "Anyway, I moved this person out.

That smiling face can be put away, and there is a bang.

The spear was stuck in the ground by Han Xian, and the roar in the air caught Han Xian's face like a thousand-year-old cold pond, and Wu Jitang was a little hairy when he saw it.

Han Xian's change made Wu Jitang feel a little palpitation, and felt that his whole body had a meaning of being frozen by Han Xian, how could someone who knew the way of attack allow such a thing to happen: "You don't have a choice." ”

Wu Jitang's words already had Han Xian's coldness.

The brain still has the ability to think, and I was completely shocked by the sudden happiness, isn't that place the place I dreamed of returning, the place where I hid my blood, the place where I would light the lamp for myself in the dark night, I was about to come back, I was the first person to come back alive.

Those misty eyes, but I saw the faces gathered under the trees, choking and choking with tears, thinking about their return, and now I had a chance to return to them.

Han Xian, do you really think, why can you stand so calmly when you hear such a happy event, shouldn't you jump and shout to announce to the world that I can return to my mother's side, but what is this calm soul thinking, is it to blur the direction of that place, and forget the way home?

He remembered the existence that needed to be cared for again, and the trace of origin in his eyes was still so quiet, everything that happened outside had nothing to do with him, and he didn't care where Han Xian was.

Wu Jitang felt relieved that he had said something that had been depressed for a long time, his wrinkled heart was as cold as Han Xian's face, and all his thoughts were like ants eroding Wu Jitang's heart all the time, and a faint sigh slowly spread out in his heart: "I have no choice." ”

Wu Jitang's footsteps lifted and he walked to his beloved horse, and Yu Han Xian's expression passed by like a stranger.

You shouldn't come near me.

But they weren't really strangers, Wu Jitang took a package from his mount and hung it on Yun Hao's body, then jumped on his mount and slowly fled, as if he was afraid that it would wake up the contemplative soul.

And all of Wu Jitang's actions Han Xian is like an outsider, and those things happen to strangers.

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