Song Jingran rolled his eyes at Lin Mo lustfully, and he said firmly: "I will not go to the palace as an official." ”

Although he has been helping Gao Jin to seize the country, it is also his original intention not to involve the government, and he is only for the peace of the country.

"For what?" Lin Mo asked casually, what he wanted to ask was not what he was not an official for, but what he thought of Gao Jin, after all, Gao Jin's change was too obvious, although he was already an emperor, but his original nature was not easy to change, unless his nature was so, but this could only prove that he was suitable for the position of this emperor.

"What about you?" Song Jingran threw the question back, he didn't want to be entangled in Gao Jin, sometimes, he really couldn't accept Gao Jin's changes, but more often, he could understand the helplessness of an emperor, his heart was not ruthless, it was difficult to become a great weapon, his heart was not poisonous, and it was difficult to achieve a great cause;

They were born in different positions, and they all have different troubles, he can't read his sorrows, he can't understand his suffering, they live in their own thoughts, and their steps begin to gradually drift away for their own better tomorrow.

Lin Mo smiled, maybe time can prove that affection is eternal, he believes that even if they have no intention of being officials, as long as Gao Jin needs it, they will still help him without hesitation, nothing else, just for the original love, the home in his heart.

"I just want to run the Song family's business wholeheartedly, but when Ah Jin needs it, I will still help him." Even if it is an excuse, Song Jingran is also telling the truth, it is impossible for him to break away from Gao Jin, and he doesn't want to throw away so many years of affection, not to mention, between them, there is also the existence of Lin Xuan'er.

"Do you think he'll satisfy you?" Lin Mo drank wine senselessly, with Song Jingran's power, Gao Jin may not easily let him go free, maybe he wants to take it for his own use, this is not strange, the new emperor always has to recruit power for himself when he takes office, and anyone will do this.

"I'm sure he won't embarrass me." Song Jingran glanced at Lin Mo, in fact, what he said was not enough confidence, maybe Gao Jin would not embarrass him, but he would definitely take another way to get the dark fang.

"Not everyone will believe in you the same way you believe in others." Lin Mo reminded him with a serious face that in the face of people like relatives, they suddenly turned into strangers, and it took time for everyone to brew and adapt.

"In my heart, he is still the original Ah Jin." Song Jingran still insisted on his thoughts, no matter how things evolved, he could understand Gao Jin's difficulties, and believed that Gao Jin would not forget their former affection.

"If he were still the original Ah Jin, he wouldn't put you between life and death, and didn't care." Lin Mo ruthlessly reminded the scene in front of the city gate again, he didn't want to provoke between him and Gao Jin, he just hoped that he could face it bravely, whether it was friendship or affection.

Song Jingran felt as if a sensitive nerve had been touched, and his heart chuckled, it was pain, but it didn't look like pain, it was anger, but it was a little sad. Whenever he thought of the scene at the city gate, he told himself that Gao Jin was also helpless at that time, even if it was comfort, even if it was evasion.

"Don't push yourself, stay in the initial memory, with the passage of time, everyone will change, change the good and bad, we all need to face it calmly, as long as we believe, everyone's starting point must be good."

Lin Mo patted him on the shoulder, it was considered to comfort each other, it was to encourage each other, for Gao Jin's change, he believed that his starting point was good, but because of the difference in identity, the usual means were also different.

Song Jingran poured a sip of wine and poured it directly into his abdomen, he didn't dare to stay in his mouth, he was afraid that he could feel the pungency of the wine, which proved that he was still sober;

"If time is to make people change, how I wish I could be stuck in the past." Song Jingran smiled sadly, there was no love-hate entanglement, no joys and sorrows, only the ignorant ambition of his youth, at that time, it was really good.

Lin Mo smiled, and seemed to have returned to the scene when he was young, but the cold wind in the air reminded his consciousness, "Look forward bravely, for the sake of those who love you and stay away, you should live well." ”

He could only hint at him so tactfully, Lin Xuan'er's choice was not that he didn't love it, but that he loved it too much.

Song Jingran looked at him thoughtfully, and vaguely remembered Lin Xuan'er's sentence in his mind, 'No matter what I do, it's because I love you.'" At that time, he didn't understand the meaning of her words, and now he still doesn't understand, not because he doesn't understand the meaning of her words, but because he doesn't understand her choice, and when he thinks of her words that day, he can't help but hate again.

"If you love me and stay away from me, if that's the case, I'd rather she don't love me, just stay by my side." Song Jingran took another sip, as if he was really a little drunk, looking at the inky night, slowly crawling on the table, and muttering Lin Xuan'er's name in his mouth.

Lin Mo sighed deeply, how many lonely souls and sad stories were hidden in the silent night sky, and he shook his head and sighed;

Song Jingran didn't seem to wake up, but in such a cold night, he couldn't be cold here, but all he could do was to get a brocade quilt for him.

And Lin Xuan'er, who was hiding behind the rockery, had long been crying, when she saw Song Jingran's figure, she hid behind the nearest rockery as quickly as possible, worried about being discovered, she never left, she didn't want to hear their conversation, and she didn't dare to think that Gao Jin had a time when Song Jingran was killed and couldn't be saved;

She couldn't accept the fact that two brothers who had no guesses would see death and not be saved, what prompted the change between them, was it because of her? Suddenly she felt like a great sinner, and if she was the point between them, then she would rather not have her.

Lin Mo's figure had already walked away, Lin Xuan'er stumbled up a little, and walked towards the pavilion with heavy steps, her red and swollen eyes could not see Song Jingran crawling on the table clearly, until she stopped beside him;

His familiar face is still the affection in her heart; I don't know if it was the cold wind blowing, or if I felt the breath of people, Song Jingran moved slightly, and muttered in his mouth, "Xuan'er Xuan'er, don't leave me Xuan'er"

Lin Xuan'er was panicked and wanted to flee, but was left by his faint murmuring, and then looking back, he was still immersed in sleep, tears slipped down wantonly with his muttering, took off his heavy cloak, gently put it on him, sat down next to him, and looked at him quietly, which seemed to be a kind of happiness.

She had a lot of things to say to him, but she was afraid that words would wake him up, so she whispered "Song Jingran"

Song Jingran remained motionless, like an obedient child, as if waiting for the next story;

Lin Xuan'er showed a hint of a smile, in the too complicated smile, there was a secret that no one could understand, the greedy jade finger stayed on his cheek, did not touch, did not retract, the soft voice, only through each other's eardrums;

"Even if everything changes later, you are no longer young, so am I; I gradually have my own life, and you are no longer in sight, but deep down in my heart is still you, it is the way you first broke into my eyes, you are the appearance that I cherish in the bottom of my heart, no matter where time goes, you are in my heart, consistently. ”

Lin Xuan'er had already burst into tears, and her weak and sad tone was the pain she had carried for many years, or love.

Maybe it was because he heard Lin Xuan'er's words, or maybe it was the telepathy, Song Jingran muttered, "Xuan'er, I love you." ”

Lin Xuan'er's heart twitched violently, her red lips trembled slightly, and she couldn't control the sound of crying, she covered her mouth and covered the sound of crying, with heartache, with timidity, she cowardly chose to escape, she was afraid to stay for a second longer, she didn't cry uncontrollably, but she couldn't control her desire to hug him.

She ran all the way, I don't know how long it took, I don't know where she ran, just found a corner, crying loudly, his 'I love you' was her life's pursuit, but now it has turned into her life's pain, the cry of sorrow, as if the end of the world disappeared in front of her eyes, and like the world is old in her heart shattered.

Lin Mo took a brocade quilt, and when he came to Song Jingran's side again, he found that he had an extra snow-white cloak on his body, he subconsciously looked around, brewed for a long time, and then changed the cloak and replaced it with a brocade quilt.

The next day, when the sky was getting brighter, Lin Xuan'er packed everything, but when she came back, she didn't find the pear hairpin;

The carriage of the palace stopped in front of the Lin Mansion, Lin Xuan'er and Cui'er walked in the courtyard together, and not far away was Lin Mo's figure, Lin Xuan'er deliberately left with the palace people;

After Lin Xuan'er left, Lin Mo walked in front of Cui'er, when he learned that Cui'er also wanted Lin Xuan'er to enter the palace, he didn't stop her, no matter if there was a reason or not, he respected her choice, just like he believed in fate and wanted to go with the flow, if leaving could make her happy, he was willing to let her go.

The two stood quietly, without words or expressions, time was passing little by little, Lin Mo took out a hairpin from his arms, took a deep look, and handed it to her, and for a while he didn't know what to say.

Cui'er looked at the hairpin, and then looked at him with drooping eyes, she couldn't find a reason to accept it, but she didn't want to lose the only nostalgia between them, so she took the hairpin greedily, and said with a smile, "Just keep a souvenir." ”

Lin Mo smiled far-fetchedly, "Take care of her, take care of yourself." "Even if it's a friend, even if it's a lover, this kind of care can replace more.

Cui'er held back the pain in her heart, still smiled and nodded, the moment she turned around, her eyes flashed with tears, looking up at the clear blue sky, the white clouds, from clear to blurred, from vague to clear, just like a relationship, from meeting and knowing, before you have time to fall in love, you have to face separation.