Wen Yiming went down the mountain very quickly, but his steps were the same as his mood. lā

On the mountainside, he saw a beautiful figure standing in the distance, and all the beauty of that face was hidden by the lonely mountain road, leaving only a touch of sadness and helplessness. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was Shu Yilan, holding a light blue package tightly in her arms.

Wen Yiming slowed down suddenly and slowly approached. Looking at Shu Yilan's gaze at herself, she knew that she had been waiting for him here.

It was still the pale blue dress, her favorite color, the color that the girl preferred, this cold color was plain and quiet, bright and quiet.

However, today, under the background of her slightly haggard peerless face, she looks so lonely and melancholy.

"Senior sister!" Wen Yiming stopped, he didn't know what to say. Shu Yilan's feelings for him, after returning to Shuangcheng, he didn't realize it.

Shu Yilan retracted her watery gaze and lowered her head, as if looking at the package in her arms.

After being silent for a long time, she raised her head slightly, looked at the man who was already half a head taller than herself, and smiled reluctantly.

"I made you a few outfits, white and purple, I don't know if you like it or not!"

She hugged the light blue package tighter, she was nervous, afraid that Wen Yiming would refuse.

Wen Yiming curled the corners of his mouth slightly, smiled and nodded, "White and purple, I like it a lot." Thank you, sister. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and took the package from Shu Yilan's slowly released hand, feeling a little moved and a little depressed.

He saw Shu Yilan's hands shrunk in the cuffs, full of pinholes. He felt that the package in his hand was heavy, and even turned into a heavy feeling pressing on his heart.

Blood Fang Gang, what he is talking about is a man like him now, Wen Yiming has an urge to hold the miserable her into his arms, but he is suppressed by reason.

He was once a son of a family, suave and cynical before entering the army, but at heart he was an extremely traditional man.

In this heaven-given continent where strength is respected, he knows very well that his growth rate has surpassed too many people, but he still can't get rid of the fact that he is weak.

What can I give her? Wen Yiming asked himself, promise, which in his opinion is not closely related to responsibility.

The trip to Northern Xinjiang was far away, and he didn't know what he would encounter in Northern Xinjiang;

He didn't deny that he had a good impression of Shu Yilan in his heart, but it was just a good feeling, of course, at this moment, he felt more distressed.

He didn't want such a girl to wait for an indefinite promise.

Waiting is a poison that makes a woman's youth die, and there is no cure!

Shu Yilan bit her lower lip, bowed her head and said, "I like the ethereal inner armor you gave me, too." ”

"Are you wearing it?" Wen Yiming, who was blocked in his heart, wanted to slap himself as soon as he subconsciously said it.

Shu Yilanqiao's face flushed, her head buried lower, and she hummed softly, almost inaudible.

Wen Yiming didn't know where he was running freely, and touched his nose in embarrassment.

"Senior sister, go back, I should go, Elder Yu and they are still waiting at the bottom of the mountain. Wen Yiming couldn't stop it.

Shu Yilan raised her head, her pretty face blushed and did not retreat, "Senior brother, don't blame my father, don't blame Shuangcheng"

Wen Yiming heard that her voice was a little choked, smiled slightly, and said, "I am the head of the Twin Cities, and I can only do this, the master is the saddest person, take good care of the master for me." ”

After speaking, he took a step towards the bottom of the mountain, and the package in his hand made him seem to be unable to raise his speed, and his steps became heavier.

Shu Yilan just stood in place, looking at Wen Yiming's back, tears finally couldn't help but slip down, and big drops splashed on the stone steps.

Wen Yiming's feelings for Shuangcheng, she knows very well that this has proven everything in the ruins. Now that she was forced to leave Shuangcheng, although they were still the same family, she knew that Wen Yiming was no longer a simple disciple of Shuangcheng.

In the near future, perhaps Wen Yiming will have nothing to do with Shuangcheng. If there is, it is also full of infamy and shame.

Looking at the back of the farther away, Shu Yilan felt as if the distance could never be narrowed.

"Are you still coming back?" Shu Yilan's voice seemed to tear apart the remaining residual heat in the air.

The back figure who was about to turn the corner paused, and looked back and smiled for a long time, "Twin Cities is my home!"

With that, he turned his head and turned the mountain road

In a moment, there was a long howl mixed with endless depression from the bottom of the mountain, startling flocks of birds

Shu Yilan felt empty in her heart, standing in place and letting her tears fall down, and she didn't even know when Tang Xiaoxuan approached her.

"Go back, Yiming is an emotional child, not to mention that his mother is still in Shuangcheng, he will come back. For more than half a year, the two have been living together in the Bamboo Pavilion, how could Tang Xiaoxuan not understand how deeply Shu Yilan misses Wen Yiming.

"Woo woo" Shu Yilan seemed to have found an outlet, threw herself into Tang Xiaoxuan's arms, and cried loudly.

She has no mother since she was a child, and although she usually calls Tang Xiaoxuan her aunt, she treats her as a mother.

After a long time, Shu Yilan stopped sobbing and said aggrievedly, "Auntie, he is so ruthless, my heart hurts." ”

Tang Xiaoxuan hugged Shu Yilan buried in her arms, patted her back gently, and sighed, "It's not easy for him, Yiming seems to be indifferent to this incident, but in fact, there is too much resentment in his heart." ”

"If you look at his past, you should know his character. If anyone does not offend him, he will not offend, but if anyone offends him, he will cut down the grass and cut it to the roots. Wen Yuanzheng is the best example! In a year's time, he has experienced hardships, and you should know better than your aunt that he is a good man who swallows his own suffering, and even if he is injured, he will only hide like a wolf, hiding in a corner where no one cares, licking his wounds, and then carrying out crazy revenge. ”

Shu Yilan whimpered, "I know that's it, I'm so distressed!

Tang Xiaoxuan shook her head, "Look at it, although the Creative Arts Pavilion is a behemoth, to some extent, it may be a well-intentioned cherished talent, but with Wen Yiming's character, I am afraid that with the backlog of grievances, the dignity of the entire Creative Arts Pavilion will be destroyed." ”

Shu Yilan snuggled in Tang Xiaoxuan's arms, raised her head and said, "Seven Feelings Fang will also go, I have been communicating with Fifth Autumn Crossbow for the past half a year, and she seems to be too."

Tang Xiaoxuan shook her head and smiled, "Are you worried that the Fifth Autumn Girl will run away with Yiming?"

"I'm not!" Shu Yilan said embarrassedly.

Tang Xiaoxuan patted Shu Yilan, "Let's go, go back." My aunt doesn't have much to say, in short, if you like it, go for it. ”

Shu Yilan""

Wen Yiming's pace was not fast, he raised his hand to look at the blue package, and sighed and put it into the space ring.

No one can predict the road ahead, too much uncertainty.

In order to regulate his depressed mood, he even sighed in his heart.

If I can't put on a wedding dress for you, don't rush to take off your underwear!

Shaking his head and laughing, although Wen Yiming knew that this sigh was a little out of tune, his mood was slightly better.

Leave the confusion behind and walk all the way to the bottom of the mountain.

Wen Yiming came to the foot of Shuangcheng Peak, turned around and looked at the tall mountain gate from afar, looking at the two big words 'Shuangcheng', his eyes showed a touch of perseverance.

"This is the second time I've stood here and watched you, waiting for me to come back! Wen Yiming will take you to the south, so that no one dares to blaspheme your glory!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the convoy in the distance.

Seeing the extremely impatient expressions of Xian Yu Qianyang and the others from a distance, Wen Yiming's unhappiness could only be described by the common saying that ghosts are angry.

Although he knew that the so-called Creative Arts Pavilion had no malicious intentions, he was already secretly deciding in his heart.

I'm going to let you fall to the ground!

Lao Tzu let you know what inferiority is!

Lao Tzu makes you completely unable to find dignity!

And the 5,000-year-old heritage of China, poetry, songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?

Chuangyi Pavilion, you are humiliating yourself!