CHAPTER XXXIX

Seeing that the situation was improving, Kuang Yu immediately saw the stitches, "Don't be embarrassed." Since we are happy with each other, when the time comes, I will go with you to ask the dark horse hero for guilt, according to what you said, he is chivalrous and benevolent, and he will understand. ”

"It's not. I've been thinking lately that I might really be scum. That's the kind of thing, I don't know if I don't fall in love, but after talking about feelings, I see one and love one? I'm afraid I'm such a bad person, I can't promise people, and I don't deserve to talk about feelings with others. She finished speaking, thought about it, and suddenly realized, "Look at what I just said, isn't it just raising fish?" No, no, I think it's because my father is genetically bad. I have character flaws. I can't hurt you. Jiang Linglong waved her hand again and again, and pushed him away, "When I said that I liked you, I also thought that the dark horse hero was also very important, I really, I was afraid that I probably liked both of you." Ignore me. I realized that I wasn't a good girl. She was a little embarrassed, blaming herself for not having any emotional experience, and she found out the bug on her so late, so she couldn't hurt others anymore. What's more, the more she talked, the more she felt that she was a scumbag woman, and looked at the words that popped out of her mouth, weren't they those Sea King quotations?

"Speaking of which......" Kwong Yu felt that this was an opportunity, and he couldn't let the misunderstanding deepen, "I also have something to say to you, can you listen to it and don't get angry?" ”

"What?" Jiang Linglong didn't know why, "I haven't listened, how do I know if I'll be angry?" ”

Kuang Yu pursed his lips and sat closer to her, "You don't want to know, why do I spend a lot of money to marry you?" Why, I would identify you? ”

"I think about this, I've thought about it in private, but we've never even met, and I can't figure it out because of how much you attach to me."

"I promised a girl to marry her on her twentieth birthday and take her to the ends of the world." He smiled lightly and looked at her, "But I don't want her mother's family to recruit a husband for her when she is eighteen years old, I can't break my promise, so I hired her in advance." He saw that there was a trace of unspeakable incredulity in her bewildered face, and his smile was even stronger, "You don't see one and love another." Your mother is right, true love is to fall in love with the same person over and over again. When he said this, he was a little nervous, relieved himself, looked at her directly, and hugged her figure into his eyes, "Long'er, I am the dark horse hero." ”

Jiang Linglong was stunned. She stood there for a long time, took a hard breath, and pushed him to the ground.

Kuang Yu looked up, only to see a cold look at him, and the owner of the eyes also had a cold face, "If you make fun of me, you'd better apologize immediately, if what you said is true, then you have to explain it well." ”

Kuang Yu originally wanted to be able to confess to her in a romantic place, and to be able to recognize her in a grand and grand place, he planned her birthday this year, but he was not as good as the sky, and he was able to penetrate the bottom in a bumpy chariot. And the whole process, there was no joy as he imagined, but it was like an interrogation, the little ancestor interrogated, and the big bodyguard answered. He answered the details of the meeting between the two, the process of getting along, and even the name of the doctor she invited for him, and what medicinal materials were in the prescription, but Jiang Linglong was still skeptical.

In fact, for Jiang Linglong, she is willing to believe it in her heart, after all, the details are right, and only in this way can Kuang Yu's dedication to herself be explained. But she was really skeptical that there were really human skin masks in ancient times, which is a high-tech technology in modern times. Those disguise techniques, human skin masks and whatnot, aren't they special skills that only exist in martial arts novels?

"I knew that I would have exchanged tokens at that time." Kuang Yu was a little annoyed, for fear that Jiang Linglong would think that he had tied up a dark horse hero and tortured him to extract a confession, so he said that there was no evidence, and he couldn't wash it when he jumped into the Linxian River, he was in a hurry, and suddenly a flash of inspiration, "Oh! You have hummed a song in your native dialect! ”

Kuang Yu slapped her thigh, snorted from memory, and peeked at her reaction while humming, and saw her golden beans fall again.

This is the song that Jiang Linglong used to hum when he kept vigil for him at night.

It was originally a Chinese drama, because her mother liked it, but she didn't, so she changed it to be simpler and more popular, missing the artistic conception of a hundred turns and thousands of times, and not listening to the lyrics, like a bedside goodnight song.

Of course, Kwong Yu couldn't remember those words. But after listening to the melody for a long time, I still have a rare impression. But he didn't want to touch her emotions and provoke her to cry.

"That's my mom's favorite song." She wiped her tears, cried and cried, and became a tearful person, "I miss home." I miss my mom. I didn't see her one last time, I didn't say goodbye to her. How sad she should be alone. ”

Kuang Yu saw that she was sad, and she felt uncomfortable, so she hurriedly said, "Why don't you teach me this song?" I haven't even said hello to your mother when I married you, and one day, we will go to see her at her grave? Sing her favorite song to her, okay? ”

When she heard this, she was even more aggrieved, and said with a twitch, "...... Useless...... Not this mother...... I told you I don't have a home here......"

"Huh?" Kuang Yu's head can't turn around, isn't there anyone else with this? Even have two mothers? What do you mean, could it be a godmother? Seeing that her face was even more sad, she didn't think about it, so she didn't mention her family affairs, "Then tell me what are the words of these two verses?" Good no good? I'll learn first. ”

Jiang Linglong didn't want to be immersed in longing, so she breathed a sigh of relief and wiped her tears and snot with a handkerchief, "It sings about a girl who is forced to go away to escape from her relatives and miss her old friend on the road." The previous sentence is, the wind rises and the yellow leaves fall, and the lonely goose flies south, and the latter sentence is, homesick for my father and mother......" She said and became emotional again, so she grabbed Kuang Yu's big palm and wrote the last four words in the palm of his hand - can't be seen.

Kuang Yu tightly held Jiang Linglong's hand that she wanted to withdraw when she saw her finish in the end. She was startled, looked at Kuang Yu with teary eyes, and saw that his eyes were slightly red, and she couldn't shake when she looked at herself.

How could she forget?

The self-blame that swelled up in my heart swept away those emotions that were bitter because of thinking in an instant.

He was also alone. He also lost his loved ones overnight. In order to show the snow for his family, he walked alone, didn't he suffer more than himself, and miss him more? But he never said a word, and after a long time, people almost ignored the pain and longing in his heart.

"I said that the Cloud Villa is your home." His voice was a little hoarse, I don't know if it was because of his empathy for Jiang Linglong's longing for his relatives, "Even if the villa is dispersed one day, you still have me." I am your home, your home. ”

She nodded tearfully and held him with her backhand, "You too." You have companions who act together, loyal servants of the lodge, you and me. As long as I'm here, where I'm there, your home is there. Don't be afraid. ”

The road was noisy with cars and horses, and the chariot curtains were turning, Kuang Yu looked at the girl in front of her who was crying but comforting herself, telling herself not to be afraid, as if a string that had been tight for a long time in her heart was gently plucked by her.

He took her into his arms and kissed her lightly on the forehead, "I'm not afraid." He said softly, with determination, "I have you." ”