Fourth brother?

The figure that Zhan Ying saw was long and jade, and it was extremely conspicuous in the crowd. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoUnfortunately, it's half a street away from here, and the face is not very distinct.

Zhan Ying was surprised and incredulous.

How can it be? The fourth brother died on the battlefield a few years ago.

But that figure was too similar, coupled with the inexplicable connection between the bloodlines, Zhan Ying's heart trembled, and he involuntarily raised his legs to chase after him.

There are too many people gathered around the scene, and today is the day of the market, and there are people coming and going on the street.

By the time Zhan Ying finally squeezed out of the crowd and rushed to the stall where the man who looked like the fourth brother was just now, the person was already gone.

Zhan Ying looked around, there was no figure of the man, she was annoyed, and asked the stall owner with the last hope: "Standing on your stall just now, which direction did the young man who was tall go?" ”

The stall owner pointed in one direction: "It seems to be going that way." ”

After Zhan Ying thanked the stall owner, she hurriedly chased in the direction she was pointing to, and chased a long way away, and the crowd became less and less, so she gave up and turned back to go to the market.

On the way back, she was also puzzled by her behavior, she participated in the fourth brother's funeral throughout the whole process, how could this be today?

The corpse of the fourth brother who was brought back at that time was unrecognizable, and it was only identified by the battle suit with his mother's embroidery on his body, could it be that the battle suit was not wrapped in the fourth brother?

Thinking of this, Zhan Ying shook his head again.

If the fourth brother hadn't died, where had he gone after so many years? How is it possible not to go home for so many years?

Maybe I was too eager to have one more relative in the world.

Zhan Ying smiled bitterly.

She walked in despair, when she was suddenly hit by the crowd running in front of her and almost fell to the ground.

Zhan Ying stabilized his body and came back to his senses, only to see a group of panicked people running in front of him, shouting as he ran: "Run, Doctor Jing Shen is crazy and kills people!" ”

When Zhan Ying only heard this, he was shocked into a sweat and rushed forward with his feet.

"Qing Yao! Qing Yao! Where did Qing Yao go, did you hide Qing Yao? Isn't it you? ”

On the scene, the green silk was scattered, and the hand was tightly pinching a person's neck, and the person's face was purple and black, and he was about to die.

"On the scene! I am here! Zhan Ying shouted in a hurry and quickly approached him.

Jing Shang's hand was stagnant, and Zhan Ying hurriedly rescued the man.

She hugged Jing Shang's waist tightly: "It's me, Jing Shang, I'm here, I haven't disappeared." ”

Jingshang's manic appearance gradually calmed down, he held Zhan Ying's face and raised it to him, the sun hit Zhan Ying's face, and the fine fluff on it could be seen.

Jing Shang looked at it for a while, and suddenly smiled slightly:

"A-Ying, it's you who are back."

When Zhan Ying heard this, she didn't have time to be surprised, the hand holding her face hung down, Jing Shang fainted, and the weight of the whole person pressed on her body.

When Qingtong and the others arrived, they sent Jing Shang back to the cabin to lie down.

Soon it was dark, and only one soybean oil lamp was lit in the house. Under the flickering lights, the scene woke up.

"A-Ying." He had a light smile and picturesque eyebrows.

Zhan Ying sat on the edge of the bed, busy leaning towards him.

"Jingshang, you know me."

Jingshang's smile was a little obscure.

"My eyes have always recognized you, but my heart doesn't want to......"

Zhan Ying held Jingshang's hand: "It's all over, I know that you are very painful to lose Qing Yao, but no matter how big the pain is, you have also vented it, and it won't be like this in the future, right?" ”

Jing Shang withdrew his hand slightly, and his eyes no longer looked at Zhan Ying.

He looked at the roof, breathing a little unsteadily.

"I can't get by." His expression was sad, and his voice was hoarse: "I killed Qing Yao." ”

With difficulty, he told Zhan Ying about what happened that last night.

"I ruined her, I ruined our relationship, I ruined all the past moments with her. It's all because of me that she's dead. ”

Zhan Ying was already shocked on the spot, her chest was like being pressed by something weighing a thousand pounds, it hurt and suffocated, and she almost felt like she couldn't breathe.

"I'm sorry, A-Ying. Let you hear such an unbearable thing, but I don't know who to say to but you..."Jingshang finally looked at her again.

Zhan Ying shook his head and covered the quilt for him: "You are too tired today, sleep well, and I will accompany you to worship Qing Yao tomorrow." ”

Perhaps Jing Shang's heart was much calmer after pouring out all this, and he gently closed his eyes as he said and stopped talking.

Zhan Ying realized that her face was full of tears.

She knew very clearly that Jing Shang loved Qingyao, although it was forbidden love, but it was indeed love her.

It's just because I'm a little like Qing Yao that I get his preferential treatment.

To say that there is no pain in the heart is false.

But she couldn't hate Jing Shang anyway. Even after hearing all this, I only felt distressed about the scene.

After sitting on the edge of the bed and thinking for a while, she finally lost her strength and fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

Jingshang on the couch slowly opened his eyes.

He swiped his fingertips with great affection over everything in the room where Qing Yao once lived, tables, beds, chairs...

He took out the box containing the little clay figurines and placed them next to the books he used to read.

After doing all this, he took a deep look at Zhan Ying, who was sleeping on the side of the bed, and resolutely opened the door and walked out.

The wind blew the door open again, making the pages on the table hunt, and Zhan Ying suddenly woke up from his dream.

She looked at the slamming wooden door and snapped to her senses.

"On the scene!"

She walked to the door, only to see the lonely back slowly walking towards the edge of the cliff.

Zhan Ying's mind went blank for a moment, and she had a strong sense of foreboding.

"On the scene! Don't go any further! Zhan Ying shouted in a trembling voice as he chased after him.

The movement here alarmed Qingtong and the others who lived not far away. Because Jingshang did not allow anyone other than Zhan Ying to live in his wooden house, in order to take care of the two of them, Qingtong found someone to build a wooden house not far away.

Qingtong and Qingbai Qingsong also rushed over, and when they saw this situation, their hearts hung tightly.

"Pavilion Master!" Qingtong rushed towards the scene.

However, Jingshang's footsteps did not stop, and he took the last few steps to the edge of the cliff.

The wind blew his wide-sleeved robe up and down, and in the dark night it looked like a big bird standing on the edge of a cliff, ready to fall at any moment.

Zhan Ying felt frightened for a moment, and broke out in a cold sweat, but no one dared to rush forward, lest it stimulate the scene.

"Pavilion Master......" Qingtong whimpered with tears on his face.

Jing Shang finally turned to face them, with a relieved and serene smile on his face, and he still looked as beautiful as heaven.

"Jingshang, come back." Zhan Ying stretched out his hands to him and coaxed softly.

Jing Shang stared into her eyes: "I'm going to be here with Qing Yao for a long time, don't feel sorry for me." Farewell, A-Ying. ”

After saying this, he slowly fell backwards.

"No!"

"No!"

Zhan Ying and Qingtong shouted at the same time, and Qingsong Qingtong flew forward on tiptoe to grab him, but he didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

I only saw that white figure like a kite with a broken string, falling straight to the bottom of the cliff. (To be continued.) )