In the end, Rong Yan kindly gave Aunt Yan the antidote, "This is originally a chronic poison, I thought, if I can control you, I don't have to live so hard in Yilan Garden in the future." "She's a little bit bad business, after all, such a red. Bare. For Rong Yan, it is the first time to do naked coercion. always felt that it was not so upright and bright, but the one next to her didn't think so, swaggered and stretched, looked at Aunt Yan, who had just regained the blood color on her face, and said, "How is it?" Are there any good rooms where I can rest? ”

Aunt Yan couldn't ask for it, so she reached out and pulled the black hair from her ear, "Of course there is, but no, I also want to take out that group of benefactors from the quilt and throw them on, and find you a good place." ”

Song Yunhu laughed, "I should have let your landlord come with me, with your subordinates who are so happy to do things, this mirage, I think it is going to become the number one gang in the rivers and lakes." ”

Aunt Yan followed the footsteps for a moment, and said with a little doubt and speculation, "What? Does the landlord have any intention of annexing the Tawei Building in Jiangbei? There was so much excitement in his tone. Song Yunhu glanced at her, and secretly thought that there were people with boiling blood up and down this mirage, and she had just said a little bit that she guessed such a violent thing.

"Well, I haven't heard her say this, but...... She probably won't take the initiative to start a war yet. Song Yunhu said uncertainly, this uncertainty is also because her friend, the owner of the mirage, is a competitive woman, she is stubborn, strong, but at the same time lonely, fragile, if she can untie her heart knot, she guesses, that woman is estimated to completely dismiss everyone up and down the mirage, and she will destroy the foundation that she broke out of in one fell swoop.

This kind of thing that borders on madness and paranoia, she did.

"Miss Song?" Rong Yan came over and knocked on the door gently, she always felt a little sleepless when she was alone at night, thinking that this woman who came and went like the wind and the night was in the room next to her, she couldn't help but want to go over and talk to her for a while. Song Yunhu was sitting on the bed fiddling with some small things she bought during the day, including pendants and ornaments that girls love, as well as embroidered ribbons of various colors, which she was trying to put on her skirt and constantly try on makeup.

When she heard the door knocking, she didn't ask, and just let her in.

It wasn't until Rong Yan entered the house that she slowly looked up at her and said, "You're here?" Sit down. ”

Rong Yan sat next to her, watching her laboriously clean up those cumbersome little things, but another ribbon ran out of the bag disobediently, she gritted her teeth and stuffed it back, not polite at all. It's as if I wasn't smiling at these things at all.

"Aren't these all self-embroidered?" Rong Yan finally asked.

Song Yunhu raised his head and smiled, "Yes, you can embroider it yourself, but I can't." She was embarrassed to say.

Rong Yan swallowed, "How long will you stay here?" ”

"I'll leave tomorrow." She continued to fiddle with things.

"So fast?"

"Yes, I'll leave after you're settled. Someone entrusted me with this, so I asked a friend of mine to help me, and that's it. Rong Yan raised her eyes to look at her, she really envied this girl, in her eyes, everything in this world can be divided into two situations, one is to do it, and the other is to finish it. What is done is completely gone, and the wine that is not done is hard to do. Rong Yan noticed this kind of character in her, and she was very envious.

Rong Yan smiled and helped her sort out the last tricky ribbon and put it in the bag. Looking at her with a smile, "Thank you for that friend of yours for me." ”

Song Yunhu shook his head, "You don't need to thank her, you can thank me." It's the same as thanking her. ”

Rong Yan smiled again, but this time she was a little lonely, "I really envy you for having such a good friend." "She didn't, and when she was on Xinglin Mountain, everyone thought she was a little sister who was difficult to serve, and she was the most favored by the master, so she secretly suffered a lot of gossip and white eyes. She has no friends.

I feel lonely because of this.

Song Yunhu, who was still illuminating his bag under the lamp, raised his face when he heard this sentence and looked at her very solemnly. The fingers fiddling with the bag slowed down, as if they were thinking about whether to say the next thing. "Yes, Rong Yan." It was the first time she had called her by her first name.

Rong Yan didn't feel the slightest bit uncomfortable, looking at her, "Huh? "Yes.

Song Yunhu's eyes had a rare seriousness and seriousness, "Do you think that with friends, people's lives are perfect?" ”

Rong Yan was stunned for a moment, but still nodded, "Well, yes, that's what I thought." ”

"Hah! I'll just say. Song Yunhu held his forehead with his hand, sighed, and looked like he had aged dozens of years for a while, "Let me tell you, in this world, no one can fully believe, and no one is worthy of our 100% belief." ”

"Today's friend may be tomorrow's sword, and it will definitely be the sword that can best pierce you." Her expression was solemn, and her eyes were filled with an indescribable halo. Rong Yan was even more stunned, she knew that this woman was very beautiful, but when she said this, the solemn beauty on her face made her look very different from usual.

"But...... Is that what happens to anyone? Rong Yan asked suspiciously, she didn't believe it, and continued to ask rhetorically, "But isn't that friend of yours very good?" ”

Song Yunhu snorted, a little embarrassed, "She...... That one...... She's a little different. Because...... Because the two of us owe me and I owe you, and it turns out that it is not clear who owes whom, so in the end, it becomes ...... It was as if the two of us were one whole, one and the same person. ”

"You say, who will be clearly divided between yourself and yourself? Me and her...... It's been connected to life for a long time, where can you still say it clearly? There was a hint of joy in Song Yun's expression when he said this, which made Rong Yan a little shaken, "What?" Isn't it a good thing to be happy to not be able to tell the difference? ”

"Of course. Who do you think will harm themselves? Of all the people in the world, I only believe in her. There was a burning sparkle in her eyes, as red as the last apricot blossom in late spring.

No one is going to hurt themselves.

Rong Yan lowered her head, she didn't know if her decision was right, she fell in love with that man, and she couldn't deny this.

Song Yunhu looked at her and said thoughtfully, "People are like this, tangled, frightened, panicking all day long for what they can't get, and very dissatisfied with the anxiety they have already obtained." ”

She suddenly paused and said to her in a sincere tone, "Rong Yan, I know your past and know some things about you, you tell me, to this day, what is the most unbearable thing in your heart?" ”

"Me?" There was a trace of confusion and flickering in Rong Yan's eyes, and after a while, she said, "What I can't let go of is my country and my people." ”

"But you choose to leave, this is a kind of escape, and the result of this means that you have abandoned your kingdom and your people?" Song Yunhu suddenly asked.

Rong Yan's body shook, "No, there is Bai Chuan." He ......"

Song Yunhu chuckled, with a little disdain, "He? You already know his true purpose, don't you? He rescued you, protected you, adopted you, and tutored you as an adult, but in the end, it was only for the same purpose as you, but it was not exactly the same. Her words were sharp, like a knife, flying quickly past Rong Yan's heart, cutting off her flesh and blood.

Sure enough, her face turned even paler, and her pale lips were bitten by her with two red marks, which made it look even more weird, "I...... It is also owed to him. ”

Song Yunhu closed his mouth and looked at this girl with an almost painful gaze, her entanglement, her struggle, and her hesitation, she saw them all in her eyes.

"Miss Song, if it were you, what would you do?" At this moment, Rong Yan really didn't know what she should do.

Song Yunhu looked at her confused little face, and suddenly smiled, with a little calculation and shrewdness, "What he wants is a puppet, a banner, in order to restore the country, there is no name, even the powerful Bai Chuan can't handle the mouth of those old people." ”

"Then I'm ......" Rong Yan had a hint of hesitation, she was only twenty years old, she really couldn't stand such torture, her mental and physical endurance was already on the verge of despair.

"I can't go back. No, I'm not going back. She raised her head, there was an undeniable determination in her eyes, she turned her face away and didn't look at Song Yunhu, "I can't go back." ”

"Because of that man?" She asked softly.

"Yes. He's going to wake up, he's going to have a life of his own, I'm ...... I'm really tired. She blinked, her eyes were a little sour, and there really wasn't a single tear to come out.

Song Yunhu sighed softly, put away his small box, and put it on the small cabinet at the head of the bed, "Okay, then don't go back." But, if you want to give Shirakawa a way back, isn't it too irresponsible to leave without regard for this? My little princess? She regained her smiling expression, such a face only felt familiar to Rong Yan, Song Yunhu has always been a not very serious woman.

She looked at her intently, this person who everyone on the rivers and lakes called a witch, a demon girl, her kindness and loneliness were only understood by her.

"What did you think of?" Rong Yan asked.

Song Yunhu took out a pen and paper from his baggage, "Write a letter to Bai Chuan, he died in a hurry for you, and I think you probably didn't know that you still had a younger brother in the world, right?" ”

After finishing the sentence, Rong Yan's eyes widened in shock...... Brother...... Is he alive?