Chapter Forty-Nine: Rushing to the Red Fire
At dusk, on top of a speeding carriage, Jimo Wuxin looked at the man sitting opposite him, and his voice, which had always been clear, involuntarily softened a little: "Senior brother, don't worry, it'll be fine, I will definitely cure him, I promise." Friendly reminder of the first update website of this book, Baidu please search + read the book network "As if afraid that he would not believe it, she raised her hand to cover the back of his hand, and the nephrite-like warmth touched the solid heat that was slightly rough because of the perennial practice of martial arts, revealing a fit that was difficult for outsiders.
"I'm fine." Holding her soft, Shenyan smiled comfortingly, but it was not much different from the usual: "Whether you can save it or not, it all depends on your heart, as for whether it can be cured or not, it all depends on the will of God." Don't be too reluctant, and you don't need to care about me. Although he was shocked when he heard the news when he first heard the news, it was nothing more. What does that person have to do with himself today?
"But that's your biological father after all." There was no one else present in the carriage, and even a few Wuwen were sent away by Jimo unintentionally early in the morning, so there was not much evasion between the two of them, and it sounded straightforward. Ever since Yan Branded had been visiting them for several hours and had set off for Chihuo, she could clearly perceive his emotions that were completely different from usual. After all, in fact, in his heart, he should still be worried about the flames, right?
"Silly girl, what about your biological father?" chuckling and rubbing her hair, Shenyan only felt that her mood was also rubbed together: "It's okay, it's okay, my surname is Yantai, not Yan." Many years ago, he and I were destined to be strangers in this life. "It's just a little better than the enemy, he didn't know that there was a son of the same blood like himself who was left behind, and he never thought of going back. Wouldn't it be nice to keep that distance? Anyway, he is dying, and the man who has lost his mother's life is about to be separated from this world forever.
Looking at his complicated and indescribable eyes steadily, Ji Mo Wuxin sighed slowly: "Yan Lie is dead or alive, I never care. But brother, are you sure you won't regret doing this? "I regret that I was so determined to him before he died, I regret that I refused to recognize him when I had a father, and I regret that I never had the opportunity to shout that claim...... All she cared about was him.
"Regrets?" muttering and repeating these two words, Shenyan's voice lowered one by one: "What can you do if you regret it?" "It's not that he doesn't want to see that person, he just doesn't know what attitude to use to face it. Hate him? I should hate it, but why do you still worry uncontrollably? Such a strange love, should it be possessed by a person like him?
"Senior brother, you always persuade me not to be too obsessed with revenge, but why do you start to lose sight of your turn clearly?" The strength of his hand increased a little, and Ji Mo Wuxin seemed to use this way to make him completely sober up: "You are different from me, at least Yan Lie, he has never hurt you in the slightest, the only thing he did wrong was that he didn't protect you and your mother." If you completely reject him just because of your momentary awkwardness, then if something really happens in the future, you will regret it for the rest of your life. Forcing him to look into his eyes, the woman, who had never shown her feelings, had anxious eyes and a deep feeling: "Senior brother, I don't want you to never be able to break this knot." At least, go see him, don't let yourself have regrets, I hope you can still be the same every day in the future, even if you are bullied, I will admit it. ”
He is her only relative now, and she really, she can't see his gloomy appearance. Even if she is selfish, she just wants him to be by her side as usual.
"Xin'er ......" let out a long sigh of relief, and Shenyan stared at the woman in front of him for a long time, and finally couldn't help but show a bright smile: "You have grown up, senior brother, very happy." The little girl who had been jumping under his nose would finally comfort him in turn. Heart, his heart......
As if he had made up his mind, he finally shook her hand, then let go gently, and said briskly: "I'll take the first step, and I'll come to you when the matter is done." After saying that, he had already slumped out of the carriage, and his rapidly unfolding figure was like a black roc bird in the wind, but in an instant, he had gone far away.
That's the direction of the Red Fire Country. Looking at his figure gradually disappearing from view, the corners of Jimo Wuxin's mouth couldn't help but pull up a shallow smile: "Senior brother, I will wait for you to come back." ”
When she came back to her senses, she raised her hand and knocked on the wall of the car, and lazily shouted outside: "Wuwen, tell me to go down, abandon the carriage and prepare the horse, and be sure to arrive at the capital of the Red Fire Country within five days." ”
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