Chapter 18: Departure
Jiang Qiuying sent Gu Yin back to the room and left first, Hua Linglong's aging and frightened face and Guizhen's painful death were intertwined in Gu Yin's mind all night, and she didn't fall asleep until dawn. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Early the next morning, before Gu Yin got up, he heard a magic voice piercing his ears: "Sister Yin!" Get up! The sun is on the butt! ā
Looking up at the gray sky, Gu Yin got up helplessly, watching Bai Zhi turn his belly and go to sleep, with a burst of envy and jealousy in his heart.
"Sister, early." Gu Yin said with her eyes half-open, she hadn't had a good rest since she was injured that night, why was it so miserable.
"Chirp" "Chirp" A strange cry was actually a cricket...
At the end of April, it was difficult for Jiang Qiuying to find such a lively cricket.
"Xiaoyin, come and see, I'll call you Xiaoyin in the future, you see that both of us have a 'sound' in our names, I'm Sakura, and you're Xiaoyin. Look at this cricket, like it? Jiang Qiuying sent the clay pot in her hand to Gu Yin as if offering a treasure, and she was inexplicably moved.
Jiang Qiuying left after losing control last night, thinking that she would say goodbye, but she didn't expect it to be just to catch a gnather for herself.
"Like, cute."
Gu Yin watched the two crickets with black and brown heads, round heads, wide chests, and thin antennae fighting to the death in the clay pot, so lively. He took the dog tail grass handed over by Jiang Qiuying and teased it with great interest.
It was the first time she had played with this kind of thing, and she had never seen a cricket before, so it was still a little new.
Seeing that the child really liked it, Jiang Qiuying also brought a smile into her eyes, and she said, "Xiaoyin, let's go weave a garland." ā
"Okay." Gu Yin responded obediently, and both of them tacitly agreed that they didn't mention Hua Linglong, as if nothing had happened two nights before, and happily knitted garlands together.
I saw Jiang Qiuying put the child on the tree of an old willow tree, and left a sentence, "I'll pick flowers, you break willow branches here, and wait for me to come back." Then he happily offered a cyan sword and left.
Looking at the willows hanging by the water, Gu Yin's mind was full of black lines, putting a little child in such a dangerous place to leave, how big is Jiang Qiuying's nerves? No wonder he dared to "commit murder" with himself.
Although Gu Yin was not afraid, with Wen Tingyan's experience of enjoying the scenery on the top of the rockery, coupled with the cultivation of the third layer of qi refining, she was not so weak and unwinded.
When Jiang Qiuying came back, she held a large bouquet of flowers in her hand, which was dazzling in colors, dandelions, peach blossoms, pear blossoms, rape flowers, roses, moon seasons, peonies, everything.
"Come on, come on, make it up, I'll teach you."
After making it up for a while, Jiang Qiuying found that the child's hands were too small, and his hands were raw, and the strange shape didn't look like a garland, so he leaned back and smiled backwards. Gu Yin was so angry that she sulked, the garlands she made up in the past were so beautiful, and the child's body was really hateful.
"Xiaoyin, hold on here, don't let go, my sister will help you weave a big and beautiful garland." Jiang Qiuying smiled brightly, she was born a woman with great charm, because of the practice of charming, there was always a trace of vigilance and alienation in her eyes, but at this moment, she smiled more like a child than Gu Yin.
seemed to be infected by this emotion, Gu Yin's tense mood for days was also relaxed, and he laughed stupidly.
In the morning when the sun is just right, the grass is green, the birds are singing, and there are beautiful children laughing.
No matter how complicated the wreath is, there is always a time to weave it. Jiang Qiuying put the wreath on the child's head, looked at the pink flowers lining the pink face with satisfaction, and said, "Xiaoyin, I'm leaving." ā
Gu Yin looked up at her, but she turned around, looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer to the two in the distance, and said, "I still have a lot of things to do, Gu Yuanzhen sent a lot of secret guards to your residence last night, he is your father, and he will protect you well." Goodbye, Xiaoyin. ā
Bowing his head and enduring the reluctance in his heart, Gu Yin said, "Goodbye." Jiang Qiuying reached out and picked up the child and took her back to the ground.
When Su Qi, who was still wrapped in a navy blue cloak, arrived, he saw the child bowing his head and playing with the garland, Jiang Qiuying looked at him with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and said, "Let's go, wood." ā
Then he walked away without looking back.
"The first time she killed someone, she was a child, about your age. Don't be afraid, she has no malice, she's just making up for her mistakes. Su Qi looked at the child's silence, thinking that she was afraid of Jiang Qiuying, and couldn't help but say a few words before turning to leave.
Gu Yin couldn't help moistening her eyes, in just two days of getting along, she could feel that Jiang Qiuying was really good to herself, she had three sisters, none of them were as good as Da Ying.
When Gu Yin entered the ring again, Wen Tingyan was sitting under the tree waiting for her, making a new pot of tea, and the mellow fragrance lingered. She took a sip from the slightly warm teacup, which was hard in her mouth, and then fragrant on her cheeks.
With a deep breath, she needed to find someone to talk to: "I can't bear to Sister Sakura, no one has ever played with me like this, no matter why she treats me well, I'm very happy." ā
"Just like Aunt Liu, in fact, I was very happy when she told me the truth, which shows that she is still kind. In the past, when facing the people of the Gu family and Hua Linglong, I always felt like a walking corpse, except for forbearance and waiting for death, until Wang Lihuan made me feel like a person.
But later, Wang Lihuan also made me give up the idea of living. This life is because of Dabai, because of Aunt Liu, because of Da Sakura, because of you, is the real meaning of my life again. ā
Wen Tingyan raised his hand and touched her head, but in the end he couldn't help but take the person into his arms, she didn't blow up her hair as usual, the two sat quietly, accompanied by the fragrance of tea.
"Everyone else is incidental, and doing it all over again is just to make our family Ayin happier." Ignoring the chuckle in it, Wen Tingyan's voice is lazy and warm, which is still very good.
There are some people in this world who are gentle because of their faces, such as Wang Lihuan, and some people are incredibly gentle just by their voices, such as Wen Tingyan.
After Gu Yin finished speaking, he was already in a clear state of mind, and some emotional feelings were felt for a while, and the constant emotion was hypocrisy. She thought for a moment and said, "I've already switched the sub-mother plate, and I haven't learned how to use it." ā
"No matter how you use it first, does Ayin know why I let you change it?" Gu Yin didn't answer, waiting for Wen Tingyan to say.
"Yes, not yes, it's really what it does. Jiang Qiuying's deception of Hua Linglong is just an illusion, since you have already fabricated the illusion of the revenge of the ghast, you have to create the truth and make people believe in this illusion. ā
Wen Tingyan's voice came from behind him, and Gu Yin thought for a moment and said, "Out of nothing." ā
"Our family Ayin is really smart, the most difficult thing is not cultivation, it is strategy, you have to learn slowly." Wen Tingyan pinched the child's nose, and when he saw her frowning, the smile became even more obvious.
Out of nothing, there are ghosts and no ghosts, Hua Linglong is already crazy.
Wen Demon lives up to his name, does not teach serious practice, and teaches Fenghua Xueyue, and now he has taught Qimen miscellaneous arts, Bai Zhi thought angrily, the next little demon is not far from growth.