The pebble smashed into Zhao Ji's heart accurately. Zhao Ji caught the stone, pressed the small stone in the center of his heart with the palm of his hand, and then showed a bright smile to Mingyun.

"You've disturbed my target's red heart, and that's punishment." Mingyun raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Zhao Ji with his chin raised.

Zhao Ji pressed his heart and said, "This is also a red heart, I didn't bother you this time, you threw it." ”

Mingyun took a step forward and stood in front of Zhao Ji. She pointed her finger at the back of Zhao Ji's hand, looked at him and said, "You disturbed me with this stone, and now I will throw it to you." Since I gave it to you, it is a heart, you have to put it away well, don't throw it away easily, if you lose it, there will be no second one for you. ”

Mingyun said it implicitly, but Zhao Ji understood it. He pressed his heart and said, "I will keep your heart in my heart, and wherever it goes, this heart will follow." ”

Mingyun stared at Zhao Ji tightly, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Mingyun didn't speak again, but Zhao Ji understood. Ah Yun is his Ah Yun from now on. At this moment, Zhao Ji's heart was very happy and in love.

The two looked at each other, and there was strong joy and implicit love in each other's hearts. They looked at each other with a smile on the corner of their mouths, but when they looked at it, the smile gradually became stained with a trace of dust. They all agreed, and a trace of sorrow came out of their hearts.

Joy and sorrow coexist and are not contradictory. Knowing lust and admiring Shaoai. For young people, liking is an easy feeling, and love is the norm. It's easy to be in love, but it's hard to stay together, but it's not so easy if you want to be together. In this world, you can't just be together if you want to, there are too many rules, there are too many rules and regulations, these restrictions bind people, and let people live in the rope circle from life to death, and it is rare to be free in life.

The hearts were already tied together, but in front of them were families, factions, and something more complicated. Together, they form a mountain, and the two of them stand on different peaks of the mountain, facing each other, as far as the eye can see, but it is difficult to reach.

Zhao Ji and Mingyun were silent with each other, and they both chose not to speak. Don't you understand? In fact, I have long understood it, but after a lifetime of affection, it is like a weed growing in the mountains, uncontrolled, and more difficult to remove.

Mingyun took the lead in reaching out and squeezed Zhao Ji's palm heavily, without speaking, but his eyes were firm. What is the current situation, Mingyun knows in her heart that she knows that the matter between Handan and the Zhao clan is not so simple. She knew that Zhao Ji needed to plan and time.

"Two years." Mingyun looked at Zhao Ji's dark eyes and said, "I still have two years, and only two years." ”

Zhao Ji understood that the two years Ming Yun said meant her filial piety. Zhao Ji shook Mingyun's hand back, held it tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Okay." ”

They were silent for a while, and then Zhao Ji was the first to break the silence.

"Come with me, I'll take you somewhere." Zhao Ji grabbed Mingyun's hand, and without waiting for her to answer, he took her and ran up in the mountains and forests.

"Where?" Mingyun asked.

"You'll know when you get there." Zhao Ji replied. Zhao Ji ran in front when she pulled Mingyun, Mingyun ran behind, and when she ran, she looked up at Zhao Ji's back, and still couldn't help the throbbing in her heart.

They ran in the mountains for a while, and when they got tired, they changed to walking. Zhao Ji led her all the way up, halfway up the mountain to the back of the mountain, and finally they stopped at a small valley in the back mountain. There are pine and cypress streams in the small valley, and the scenery is excellent. The stream in the valley is fast and fast, the water is murmuring, the color of the stream is clear, and you can see the rocks at the bottom of the stream.

Zhao Ji stopped by the creek. He looked up at the blue sky and said: "Although this place is not as good as the scenery on the other side of the villa, the beauty is that it is unpolished here, every grass and tree is free, born in the mountains and forests, grown in nature, unrestrained, and it is refreshing to look at it." ”

Mingyun followed Zhao Ji's gaze, and after looking around, he also raised his face and looked at the sky above.

Zhao Ji turned his head sideways to look at her.

Fang ran in a hurry, Mingyun's hair bun was slightly messy, and a trace of hair fell out. Zhao Ji reached out to help Mingyun hold the strand of hair that had fallen out.

The lock of hair was gently scratching Mingyun's cheeks, tickling. Her face flushed a little, and she turned her head in embarrassment. Standing by the stream, listening to the sound of the water, her mind was a little confused, and somehow, she suddenly remembered what she and Zhao Ji looked like when they first met when they grew up.

She lay under the bed, and he pointed his sword at her.

But when she thought about it, she always felt that this was not the case. There was a question that had been pressing on her mind for a long time, but she had never had a chance to ask it. Taking advantage of today, she turned her head to look at Zhao Ji and asked, "Have I ever seen you before Sanquanyi?" ”

When Zhao Ji heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Mingyun stood directly across from him, frowning a pair of heroic eyebrows.

Zhao Ji took out a string of thick and square green jade pendants from his arms, handed them to Ming Yun, and said, "Do you remember this?" ”

The jade pendant lying in Zhao Ji's palm was wrapped up with hollow silver, there was obviously a crack on the jade face, Mingyun looked at the jade pendant with some doubts, she frowned and took it, always feeling that the jade was so familiar. She looked at the piece of green jade carefully back and forth. It was obvious that the jade had been split in half, and the silver had been wrapped in a later period.

"Don't you remember?" Zhao Ji said with a smile.

Mingyun shook her head, but she knew that since Zhao Ji took out this piece of jade, it would definitely not be so ordinary. She tried hard to recall, but she never lacked jewelry jade pendants since she was a child, and every month the house would carve new jade and bring it to her, sometimes it was a jade pendant ring, sometimes it was a hairpin hairpin, and sometimes it was other delicate and interesting gadgets.

This piece of green jade is only engraved with ordinary moire, and there is no impression when you look left and right. She raised her eyes and glanced at Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji saw her flipping over with the jade, and already knew that she definitely hadn't been able to remember. He smiled again and said, "I know you can't remember, let me remind you, Ma Shi." ”

"Horse Market?" Mingyun repeated it in a low voice, and then her eyes widened and pointed at Zhao Ji. "You...?"

"Me." Zhao Ji nodded.

"Lirong horses?" Mingyun was still not sure.

"It's mine." Zhao Ji smiled gently.

"The Scarface?" Mingyun muttered. She suddenly remembered that she had indeed thrown out a jade pendant that day. Remembering Scarface, I remembered the black gauze hat he wore on his head. I thought of the black gauze hanging hat, and naturally remembered the black-clothed young man on the road to Sanquanyi.

"It's me."

"On the way to Samsen-eup?"

"It's me."

"It's all you." Mingyun muttered lowly.

"Do you blame me for hiding it from you?" Zhao Ji asked.

Mingyun shook his head. "I won't blame you, I'm just curious. Especially in the horse market, why did you disguise yourself like that? ”

Zhao Ji sighed, he found a big bluestone and sat down, pulling Mingyun to sit on his side. Zhao Ji pinched the small pebble that Mingyun smashed into his heart in his hand, and said, "Because I have something to do." When I was young, I came to the royal capital, but when I grew up, I didn't. While no one in the royal capital knew me, I thought it would be an opportunity. ”

"What chance?"

"A chance for revenge." Zhao Ji said firmly

Mingyun's eyes widened, then he frowned, and asked tentatively, "Dazong?" ”

Zhao Ji closed his eyes and nodded. His hand touched the back of his left ear.

"What's going on here?" Mingyun asked.

"When I was Zhao Ji, I never showed this scar." Zhao Ji's voice was mute.

"Scar?" Mingyun looked at Zhao Ji's fingertips, and there was no scar there. But then, Zhao Ji picked at an inconspicuous position behind his ear, and tore a piece of skin from top to bottom.

Mingyun was startled, but reason told him it was a fake skin, but her heart was still beating.

Under the fake skin, a long blue-white scar was revealed. The scar was hideously exposed in front of Mingyun's eyes, from behind his ears to the side of his neck.

The first time I saw this scar, Mingyun was so hideous, so terrifying. She looked at the scar and seemed to be able to think of how deep it had been at the time.

Mingyun raised his hand, but he didn't dare to touch it. She asked him softly, "Does it hurt?" ”

"It hurts." Zhao Ji touched the scar and said in a low voice. The wound can be healed, but the open mouth in the heart can't heal. The physical pain, with the passage of time, has long since disappeared. But the pain in my heart will not, that pain lingers in my heart all the time, and as time goes by, the mouth becomes deeper and deeper, and the heart hurts more and more. Hatred, like a raging fire, spread from the wounds, burning his soul and limbs. If the fire of hatred is tangible, then his whole person must have been deep in the flame of hatred.

"How did it hurt?" Mingyun asked him softly.

Zhao Ji touched the scar, looked up at the sky, and said, "This is the wound of the Xuantie Arrow." He gestured to his neck and continued, "That arrow has blood on it, and it came from here. He paused, closed his eyes, and his lips began to tremble slightly.

Even though many years have passed, I still think back to that day. He couldn't get out of that despair, and he was in agony countless times he dreamed about it in the middle of the night.

"That arrow...... The arrow..... The arrow ....." Zhao Ji trembled and repeated it three times, and the words behind seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

"If it's a bad memory, don't talk about it." Mingyun held Zhao Ji's hand with both hands, cold.

Zhao Ji shook his head and said dumbly: "I don't want to hide it from you, I want to tell you." ”

Mingyun stood up, came to Zhao Ji's side, squatted down, and held Zhao Ji's hand hard.

Zhao Ji hugged Mingyun with his other hand, and then buckled his head on Mingyun's shoulder. He was silent for a while, and then said with difficulty: "That arrow didn't hit me directly, it first passed through my mother's body, and the arrow continued to pass out of her body with blood, and the remaining strength allowed the arrow to continue to move forward, cutting my neck. ”

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