The two ate some of Kunming's famous snacks and returned to the hotel thoughtfully. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at Song Yu, who was sitting silently next to the coffee table, Gu Danying's lips squirmed slightly, and she slowly raised her eyelids and stared at Song Yu's face. Want to ask, why did he appear in Kunming? However, the silent atmosphere that wafted in the air made her embarrassed and suppressed the doubts in her heart.

The fingertips lying on the edge of the bed, clenched tightly, the corners of the white sheets were folded out of many corners, she slowly lowered her head thoughtfully, and followed by Song Yu's voice slowly: "If you have any doubts, just ask!" This...... I'm not going to hide anything from you......"

As he spoke, he sneered, revealing a trace of sadness on his body.

Gu Danying reacted, pondered for a moment, bit her lower lip, and then slowly said, "Why did you suddenly appear in Kunming?" Also, the bell that is about to be auctioned...... Isn't it yours? ”

When Song Yu heard this, the whole person shuddered slightly, and her gaze became dull, and her black pupils lost their former brilliance, as if looking at some indescribable pain in the past through the person in front of her.

In my mind, those happy, painful, and helpless images appeared in my mind one by one, as if the white veil tightly wound around it was lifted, and everything became clear.

Song Yu stared at Gu Danying tightly, the corners of her lips slowly hooked, sneered, and said, "If it is...... I say I'm worried about you...... Do you believe or don't believe? ”

Feeling his scorching gaze, Gu Danying suddenly became nervous, her fingertips rubbed a little overwhelmed, blinked her eyes, and her voice trembled slightly: "Believe it or not, is it that important?" ”

Listening to her answer, Song Yu felt a little disappointed in her heart. He thought that even if he hadn't expressed his heart to him, he should feel it. Thinking about it, he shook his head slightly and sneered, didn't he know her reaction? Whether she really didn't notice it or ran away, there was nothing to worry about......

"Do you remember when I told you to stay away from Lin Jingyang?" As he spoke, Song Yu fell his gaze on her delicate face and asked word by word.

Gu Danying nodded slowly, now she finally knew why he asked of herself like that, but she didn't expect that he was such a person......

Before she could finish thinking about it, she heard Song Yu's deep voice sound: "If it weren't for the fact that I wasn't completely sure, I would never have asked you like this." ”

"His real surname is Xing Mingzhong, we are the same senior brothers, and we are studying under the teacher's door together......" A trance voice came slowly, Gu Danying listened carefully, afraid of missing every detail. As he spoke, Song Yu narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and tried his best to dissect the picture hidden in his mind.

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296 BC.

Qu Yuan looked at the two children of the same age who were kneeling in front of his desk, leaned out his fingertips, gently stroked his white beard, and nodded slowly, his face involuntarily showing a satisfied look.

He chuckled softly, flicking his sleeves as he told them to get up, hearty laughter that spread through every corner of the room.

Hearing this, the children secretly turned their heads, looked at each other, and smiled, with an innocent smile on their faces and crooked eyes. They stretched out their chubby little hands, lifted up the hem of their long clothes, slowly stood up, clenched their fists, bowed down, their movements were not quite standard, and said in a glutinous tone: "Thank you, teacher......"

Looking at their cute appearance, Qu Yuan slowly stood up from behind the desk, walked down the steps, stood in front of them, bowed slightly, reached out and touched their soft black hair, with a kind smile on his face, and said kindly: "From now on, you will be the old man's student, and the old man will be taught and taught all his life......"

The two of them lifted their cheeks, with baby fat, showing a yearning look. Hearing this, they seemed to understand Qu Yuan's words, they bowed slightly, and said in unison, with a respectful tone: "Promise ......"

284 BC, the northern border of Han.

Qu Yuan had already become gray-haired, with a few strands of broken hair scattered on his sideburns, and the clothes on his body were already ragged, and the breeze blew, and the broken hair was blown and sticky to his face. He turned slowly, his cloudy gaze gradually becoming clearer.

He licked his chapped lips slightly, looked at Song Yu, who was already equal in height to himself, a slight smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he seemed to be comforting: "Ziyuan, go back!" The rest of the way, you can be a teacher. ”

When Song Yu, who was only fifteen years old, heard this, a sour touch came to his heart, he sniffed, looked at the bag in his hand, and his eyes dimmed slightly. When he raised his eyelids again, he had already hidden the sadness, and a stiff smile appeared on his handsome face, and he slowly handed over the bag in his hand.

Qu Yuan stretched out his thin fingertips and took it, but his eyes couldn't help but look back through Song Yu's shoulder, with a thick hope in his black pupils. Looking at his gaze, Song Yu's eyes were slightly red, trying to explain to him clearly, and said in an anxious tone: "Teacher, Brother Xing, he ......"

Before Song Yu could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Qu Yuan's wave, he sighed slowly, shook his head as if disappointed, and his eyes showed sadness: "That's it...... If it's really like this, the old man has the right to do without him as a child......"

"Teacher......" Song Yu shouted in disbelief when he heard this.

Qu Yuan slowly turned around, looked at the barren weeds in front of him, many paths were winding in the middle, slowly closed his eyes, and a line of crystal clear tears slowly slid down, with the angular cheeks, dripping on the corners of his shabby clothes, and the mottled tears were left on his wrinkled face.

After a moment's pause, he slowly lifted his right foot and stepped onto the secluded path.

The corners of Song Yu's mouth twitched a few times, the breeze blew on his cheeks, his pupils became red, looking at Qu Yuan's back gradually hidden in the weeds, he sniffed hard, slowly raised his head, and slowly forced back the tears that came out of his eyes. Staring at the clouds in the sky, the hand hanging down his waist tightened, and he let out a long sigh, as if he was about to spit out the turbid qi that was pressing on his heart.

Teacher...... Take care...... He silently recited in his mind......

The wind gradually became stronger, and the corners of his clothes were blown with a rattle, and he didn't know how long he stood before he slowly turned away. (To be continued.) )