The gray sky was covered with clouds, and there was still light snow.

The Xitai and his party did not stop too long, and hurried away on their horses as soon as it was dawn.

"Let's all go back and rest!" Seeing the Xitai disappear outside the city gate, Jue spoke out and dismissed the team that saw them off. Stopping Jin, Han Qingluo on the side subconsciously glanced at the two of them, turned around and left.

Inside the study.

Gold's brow furrowed, as if he had heard bad news.

In front of the desk, Jue was holding a quill pen and swaying pen and ink on the page, as if he was writing a letter. Jin, who was standing on the side, looked at the shaking quill in his hand with a serious expression, his eyes full of unwillingness.

After finishing the pen, he inserted the quill back into the inkwell. Put the letter paper in your hand and gently shake it to dry the ink that has not penetrated, fold the letter paper, drip it with heated red glue, and seal it. Then he gently pressed his fingertips on the corner of the letter and slid it on the table to the table in front of Jin: "No opinion, let's set off with Aisha tomorrow!" ”

The letter in front of him made Jin Jiujiu stare at it for a long time, but he refused to reach out and pick it up, and was silent for a long time, and finally said in disappointment: "Does Lord Jue really want me to leave the Night Castle?" ”

"I've written it all down in the letter." Jue shifted his gaze from the envelope to Kim's face, "Elder Norton will understand and support my decision. ”

"We only reconciled last night." Kim whispered. Said something irrelevant, but Jue knew exactly what it meant.

Choosing to ignore his words, Jue personally picked up the envelope and handed it to his eyes: "Take it, pack it up today, and set off tomorrow, I will give you a day to say goodbye." ”

Jin raised his hand and grabbed the envelope: "Thank you, sir." With that, he turned and left the study.

After doing all this, Jue leaned back, spewed a long breath from his nose, and opened the drawer boredly, and there was a book with wrinkled and worn pages, which seemed to have been read many times.

I took out the book again and opened it from the beginning, and the words "Giovanni Boccaccio" and "Decameron" appeared on the title page, and a brand new, identical book was placed under the torn book.

——

The snow outside the window was falling uncontrollably, and Han Qingluo, who was leaning against the window, stared intently at the outside through the glass.

Since she came back, she has become more and more restless in her heart, as if something bad is about to happen, and a sullen breath inexplicably rises in her chest, which makes her uncomfortable.

In the cold room, the clenched palms were slightly oozing hot sweat, and she didn't know what she was nervous about, and her mind kept imagining what would happen after Jin Hejue left.

"Squeak" The sound of opening the door made Han Qingluo's heartbeat skip a beat, and she looked at the door, where the familiar brown-haired boy was standing at the door. Her palms suddenly became very cold, and she stood up unconsciously.

This time, his arrival brought Han Qingluo not joy, but infinite nervousness and fear.

Kim took off his snowflake-stained coat and hung it up. The water-stained boots made deep footprints on the floor, and the sound was heavy and slow. He slowly walked towards Han Qingluo, his posture was calm, not as lively as before.

And the look on his face let her know that the rest of the conversation was going to be heavy. It is said that the sixth sense is very accurate, but she would rather not want this sixth sense.

Jin and Han Qingluo looked at each other and were silent as if they had a tacit understanding.

A faint rapid breath spat out from Jin's half-opened lips, but in an instant the lip flap closed again. He didn't know how to face Han Qingluo and say this.

Seeing that he wanted to speak and stopped, Han Qingluo chose to speak first: "Say it, I can accept it!" ”

Jin Neng could clearly see that her eyes were red, and couldn't help but hug her: "I'm leaving tomorrow, maybe...... Maybe not coming back. ”

"Where are you going?" Her low voice rang out between his necks, and he could feel the hem of his shirt wet.

After a pause, Jin gritted his teeth unwillingly: "Go back to my clan." ”

"Is there really no way back?" Her voice began to tremble, with a distinct cry.

Jin reluctantly rubbed the hair on the back of her head, and said urgently: "You wait for me, okay?" Luo, be sure to remember the promises and agreements between us! I'm not going to give up on you, and don't give up on me either, okay? ”

His words were like a pair of scissors, cutting a string hanging from her heart, and Han Qingluo finally couldn't help sobbing and nodded vigorously in his arms.

Last night's reunion is like a gorgeous prologue to today's tragedy, and the more joyful I am in the end, I realize that it is actually the beginning of a tragedy dressed in a comedy.

The snow was still falling, like tears, blurring my vision......

——

Following.

The sky was still overcast, but the snow had stopped.

At the gates of the city –

Han Qingluo stood next to a carriage and silently watched Kim carry her luggage, and Aisha stood with her.

"We'll miss you." Aisha suddenly exited.

Han Qingluo turned his head to look at her, and saw her continue to speak: "Lord Jin, I will help him well, sister rest assured." ”

didn't want to deal with Aisha, Han Qingluo was looking back. She was the only one to see off today, and there was always a sense of desolation when people left the tea, and the Night Castle didn't seem to pay much attention to the departure of Kim and Elsa, just two aliens returning to the clan.

After moving the last piece of luggage, Kim motioned for Aisha to get in the car. Aisha lifted the hem of her skirt, glanced at Han Qingluo, and bent down into the carriage. Jin closed the car door and walked to Han Qingluo.

"Yes." Kim held her face, her blue eyes full of her figure.

"Remember!" Han Qing raised his hand to cover his cold hand. His eyes didn't seem to have enough of it, wandering over his handsome face.

The corners of Jin's mouth hooked a reluctant smile, lowered his head, and kissed her lips gently: "I'm leaving!" ”

Han Qingluo nodded.

The gentle touch on his cheeks emptied, Han Qingluo's gaze followed his back, and he said that he would not cry, but his eyes were still red, and the tip of his nose was sour and astringent.

Watching him step onto the head of the carriage, his arms holding on to the reins, shaking neatly and chicly, the horse turned around. Jin pressed his hat, looked at Han Qingluo again, left her with one last smile, and then drove out of the city gate in a decisive carriage......

When the two streams of warmth slid across her cheeks, Han Qingluo knew that she was crying again, looking at the carriage from afar and gradually becoming a black dot in her eyes, Han Qingluo exhaled heavily, and the fog formed completely blurred the black dots, and when she looked at it again, even the dots were gone.

"I'll wait for you!"

……

On the stove, the boiling water in the copper kettle lifted the lid, and the white mist-like heat continued to emerge from the beating lid, lingering and drifting in the kitchen.

Since he and Jue drew a clear line and never got along, Han Qingluo moved back to the kitchen. The daily training time can make her forget the loneliness and sadness in her heart for a while, but every time she returns to the kitchen where she is alone, the loneliness will hit her heart again.

Under the care and companionship of Gray Eye, Xiao Hei has grown into a bear half the length of him, and is kept in a small den specially built for him in the training ground.

After today's training, Gray Eye saw the master's unhappiness and took the initiative to hold her hand. At the master's puzzled eyes, the gray eyes blinked with gray eyes, and said seriously: "Xiao Hei." ”

Han Qingluo understood what he meant, nodded and smiled, and went to visit Xiao Hei, who he hadn't seen for a long time, under the guidance of Gray Eyes.

Although he hadn't taken care of Xiao Hei for a long time, Xiao Heitong still recognized Han Qingluo by smell, he took the initiative to get out of the warm nest, and walked slowly towards Han Qingluo with a thick bear paw, at this time its body grew as big as an adult Tibetan mastiff.

"Blackie!" Han Qingluo stretched out his hand to caress its head, Xiao Hei meekly stretched out his tongue and licked her hand, the rough tongue coating scraped her cold hand like sandpaper, bringing a burst of warmth.

At this time, Gray Eye leaned over: "Xiao Hei, say, Mom." ”

Han Qingluo stopped his hand and tilted his head to look at the gray eyes: "Really? ”

Gray-eyed nodded matter-of-factly, his gaze very sincere. Han Qingluo thought to himself that this kid was gray-eyed, looking stupid, he would never lie, and he finally felt a little happy in his heart, and laughed from the bottom of his heart.

"Hey, Xiao Hei actually called me mom, it's really good!" Han Qingluo petted Xiao Hei's head dotingly.

Suddenly, Xiao Hei stood up upright, and wanted to pounce on Han Qingluo, Han Qingluo raised his arm to block it meaningfully, but in the next second, the gray-eyed roar stopped the playful Xiao Hei, who took a few steps back in fear, hanging its head like a puppy that had made a mistake.

Looking at the gray-eyed face with slightly angry eyes, Han Qingluo saw him lose his temper for the first time, and said loudly: "Don't blame Xiao Hei, after all, it is still an adult bear, and it just wants to play with its mother." ”

With Han Qingluo's mediation, Gray Eye retracted his anger, let out a few bear words, and Xiao Hei obediently went back to his nest.

"It's pretty good that you can communicate with animals!" Even if he saw Gray Eye and Xiao Hei communicating again, Han Qingluo couldn't help but admire, and said that his mood was sad again, "It would be nice if I did, at least I could chat with the animals like you." ”

Han Qingluo knew that Gray Eye was also lonely, except for Xiao Hei and Jue, basically no one would chat with him. And what about her, it's even worse, Jue broke off relations with her, and Jin is gone, although she will face this group of blood-descended apprentices during training, but there is no real friend, she is always an outlier, a passerby.

I used to be naïve and open-minded and wanted to make friends, and then left in style without a trace of regret. But now it seems that there is no arbitrariness and casualness, only trapped and tripped by love.

She is just a layman among all living beings, she is also a daughter's body, a daughter's heart, no matter how chic she is like a child, when she encounters love and love, she will still be hypocritical and sad.

Thinking of it, Han Qingluo's mood became heavy again, she was grateful from the bottom of her heart for caring for Gray Eye, but he was always like a mentally incomplete child, and he couldn't become a comfort in her heart.

Thank you, Grey Eyes.