In the study, Shao Jingci put the three file bags in front of Silent Hidden Moon, Duan Zimo and Nangong Li: "The three of you grew up with me, and in my heart, you are my relatives." In the file bag, I left you the money and real estate for retirement. ”

Shao Jingci seemed to know what they were going to say, and directly blocked their unspoken refusal: "Don't say no, I know that the love between us is not something that can be measured by these things." I just want to do a little bit of my heart, and if you want me to go safely, take it. I would also like to ask the three of you to promise me one more thing. ”

Silent Moon's voice was very soft, but no one could question it: "You say, no matter what it is, we will definitely do it for you." ”

Shao Jingci's thin lips pursed beautifully, and his eyes were like dazzling gems, scorching and shining: "Yinyue, I hope you can assist Jing Xuan as you assist me, Zimo, Ah Li, I hope that the two of you will also protect Jing Xuan as you protect me, is that okay?"

Silent Yinyue bowed slightly, and said clearly word by word: "We will follow Jing Xuan's side as if we were by your side." ”

Shao Jingci smiled slightly, his eyes swept over everyone's faces. The three of them were touched by Shao Jingci's smiling eyes, and they felt that their whole body seemed to be filled with soft and tranquil spring water, and they suddenly warmed. Over the years, there has been no smile on Shao Jingci's face, and now his expression is so gentle, which is surprising. Shao Jingci's voice was as clear as breaking the ice: "Jing Xuan is still young, and his mind is sensitive, you take good care of him." With you, I won't say this thank you, it seems to be angry. ”

Now, Liu Qingwu doesn't ask Shao Jingci to rest in bed, he doesn't have much time, he can do whatever he wants, as long as he is happy.

The remnant sun was like blood, reflecting half of the sky. Heavy clouds, layers of mountains, black and heavy poured into the sky.

Half empty blood red, half dark in the air.

The remnant sun and dark clouds, competition and stalemate.

Shao Jingci stood on the top of the mountain, the breeze passed by him, it was the end of autumn, but there was already a hint of winter chill in the air. Shao Jingci stood there silently, as if nothing existed.

In Shao Jingci's eyes, there was only Mu Qingxue.

On the tombstone, Mu Qingxue's face was clear and her eyes were shallow.

Mu Jingxuan, Silent Hidden Moon, Duan Zimo and Nangong sat in the car far away from the four of them, patiently waiting for Shao Jingci.

Shao Jingci stayed in front of Mu Qingxue's tomb for a long time every time.

Mu Jingxuan lowered his head, tears dripping down in large quantities, but he was so stubborn that he didn't make a sound.

Silent Yinyue's big hand rubbed Mu Jingxuan's hair, and then the big hand slid down on his shoulder, holding him wordlessly

and let him lean on his shoulder.

In the sky, I don't know when snow fell.

Shao Jingci spread out his palm, and the snowflakes fell between his palms, melting into his hands.

Shao Jingci muttered, "Wood, it's snowing." You say, if we don't have an umbrella and just hold hands and go all the way, will we be able to go all the way to Baitou? ”

Mu Qingxue stretched out his hand, and the phantom passed through his palm, forming a ten-finger interlocking hand-holding posture with him: "Jingci, even if you and I can't go all the way to Baitou, as long as I walk on the road, the person next to me will always be you." ”

In the past few months, Mu Qingxue has cried all the tears of her two lives.

And really came to this point where there was no way back, Mu Qingxue calmed down strangely.