When night fell, Ling Jiantong walked out of the gate of Fengguo Mansion and saw the carriage arranged by Situ Qianchen stopped in front of him.

When the horseman saw Ling Jiantong, he said respectfully: "Miss Ling, the second master asked me to pick you up and take you to the East Market." ”

The decoration of this carriage is really exquisite, which is very in line with Situ Qianchen's taste, but in Ling Jiantong's opinion, his careful preparation is just a desire to cover up.

"You go back, I want to walk to the East Market." Ling Jiantong sent the groom and walked alone along the street in the direction of the East Market.

Passing through an alley, the original tranquility was covered by dazzling lanterns in an instant, men and women walked together, and the prosperity of the East Market was in front of him, but Ling Jiantong was no longer in the mood of a year ago.

Situ Qianchen kept his promise and stood on the streets of Dongjie Market until he recognized the woman in light blue clothes in the crowd with his sideways eyes, and his eyes gradually brightened.

There was a colorful goldfish lantern hanging on the street of the East Market, and Ling Jiantong walked in front of him, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly: "You came on time." ”

"If you release a pigeon once, you won't dare to release it a second time." Situ Qianchen's gaze fell on Ling Jiantong's clothes today: "The clothes I gave you, why don't you wear them?" ”

Ling Jiantong looked away, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Anyway, it's just to go to the lantern festival, why do you need to dress so brightly." ”

Situ Qianchen lowered his eyes, but he couldn't hide the loss that flashed in his eyes, which he drew on paper with his impression, and asked Black Eagle to ask the tailor to make it overnight, but she didn't expect that she refused for this reason.

The two of them walked side by side in the lively street market, there were stalls around them selling candy, and there were also shouting and selling lanterns and masks, which attracted many men and women to watch, among all the crowds, Ling Jiantong and Situ Qianchen were the most special ones, no matter how lively the surroundings were, they were always in an embarrassing situation.

Before they knew it, they walked to the small pavilion by the lake, Situ Qianchen bought two lanterns, handed them to Ling Jiantong's eyes and said, "Since you have come here, you don't mind accompanying me to put a lantern, right?" ”

Ling Jiantong took it casually, and her gaze moved down, but she found that the lanterns in her palm seemed to be a little different from those sold at the stalls.

The lantern is very old, and even the color on the petals has faded by half.

She frowned, and looked at the lantern in Situ Qianchen's hand with a little puzzlement, but his was as new as ever.

Why did he give himself an old one?

Ling Jiantong was about to find him to reason, but her eyes inadvertently fell on a roll of paper placed in the center of the lantern, she picked it up curiously, this note seemed to have been flooded, and the handwriting on it was not very clear.

But Ling Jiantong still recognized what was written crookedly at first sight.

Memories quickly returned, that year by the lake, Mu Jinghong accompanied her to put lanterns, in order to let her wish come true as soon as possible, she took advantage of Mu Jinghong's inattention, and stuffed the note that had been written long ago into the lanterns.

At that time, she hadn't traveled over for a long time, and she couldn't even hold the brush steadily, but she still wrote the handwriting of "Ling Jiantong and Situ Qianchen for a lifetime".

A year has passed, and when I see it again, Ling Jiantong has a feeling of trance.

It turned out that her lantern did not float away or sink into the water, but was found by Situ Qianchen.

Ling Jiantong was holding the note in his hand, and he was already stunned.

Situ Qianchen walked to her side and held her hand in the palm of his hand: "Cut Pupil, we had too many misunderstandings before, so we had to separate, but now it's different from before, I'm more capable than before to protect you for the rest of your life, cut Pupil, can you give me another chance, let's get back together?" ”

Ling Jiantong's ears were Situ Qianchen's tender and sweet words, but her mind was on the note just now, at that time, when she wrote these words, how happy and expectant she was in her heart, but now, how could she only feel endless sadness.

Her hand slowly withdrew from his palm: "Situ, things are people, none of us can go back to the beginning." ”

"No, as long as we want, we will definitely be able to go back, have you forgotten the past between us? This note is in your handwriting, and I happened to have picked it up, which means that we are a real couple. Situ Qianchen held Ling Jiantong's shoulder, forcing her gaze to move up, staring at his eyes that were a little anxious.

"Situ, this note doesn't mean anything, I admit it, I really liked you at the time, but unfortunately, at that time, you and Meng Xueyuan were entangled, we met each other at the wrong time, so we are destined to miss it, you don't want to be obsessed anymore, it's useless."

"If you don't even try, how do you know we're going to miss out?" Situ Qianchen twisted his good-looking eyebrows, and his voice gradually became hoarse.

The corners of Ling Jiantong's mouth pulled up a wry smile, and he pointed his finger at his chest and said, "I was told here that my heart tells me that I can't pretend to be anyone else in this life except Mu Jinghong." ”

As Ling Jiantong's words fell, the blazing heat in Situ Qianchen's eyes before instantly turned cold, and he was cold and disheartened, his hand let go of Ling Jiantong's shoulder, took two steps back, and said with a sneer: "It turns out that you are really in love with him, I felt before that there is absolutely no friendship between you and him, and it ......."

"Situ, do you know what the difference is between you and Jinghong?"

Situ Qianchen smiled: "He is even more pleasing to women." ”

"No, it was he who never moved the idea of leaving me at any time, and you are not, whether it was when Brother Qiannan died, or when Suicheng wanted to take revenge, you had already left me behind."

At that time, he wanted to protect her, so he pushed her away, is this also wrong?

Under the night, the fireworks bloomed one after another bright brilliance, but Situ Qianchen under the pavilion suddenly laughed, he walked in front of Ling Jiantong, and his eyes, which were obviously extremely cold, were now covered with a layer of evil that did not belong to him.

He pinched her chin and said leisurely: "Since you want to leave me, it shouldn't be too much for you to give me the last parting kiss." ”

Situ Qianchen took in the surprise in her eyes, and he leaned down and covered her lips.

Ling Jiantong's whole body froze in place, his eyes were bigger and more hollow, until the sound of the wine jug falling to the ground and breaking suddenly sounded in his ears, Ling Jiantong woke up from a big dream and pushed Situ Qianchen away with force.

Ling Jiantong covered her mouth with her hands, in a panic, she wanted to escape, but as soon as she turned around, she saw the familiar figure standing outside the pavilion, her head exploded with a bang, and she was completely stunned.

Isn't he supposed to be in Namgyi? How could it be......

His gaze fell on the shattered jug fragments and liquor that had been spilled on the ground at his feet.

"Jinghong" Ling Jiantong was stunned and called him, but Mu Jinghong glanced at Situ Qianchen, who was not in the dark, and then turned around and left angrily.

Ling Jiantong knew that he must have seen the scene just now, so it was a misunderstanding, she almost didn't want to run to find him, but Situ Qianchen vigorously circled her, let her struggle, let her shout, even if she was in a hurry, opened her mouth and bit Situ Qianchen's wrist, the sweet smell filled her nose, and she didn't let go.

Situ Qianchen's sword eyebrows frowned, but he didn't shout a word of pain, but instead stepped up his strength to hug Ling Jiantong.

"Shear Hitomi, have you forgotten about him, will you come back to me?"

Ling Jiantong struggled for so long, Mu Jinghong's figure had already disappeared into the crowd, her eyes relaxed, the strength of her teeth gradually loosened, and there was still a smell of blood on her teeth, but her whole person seemed to have lost her soul, and she was held by Situ Qianchen.

"Hitomi, let's start over."

Ling Jian's eyes and nose were sour, and his vision began to blur: "Situ Qianchen, you are wrong, what I want to forget is never Mu Jinghong, but you, how many times do you want me to say it, you are willing to believe that we really can't go back."

"I don't believe we were so good ......"

"Alright!" Ling Jiantong didn't know where such a big force came from, and she pushed Situ Qianchen away at once, she turned around and gave him a slap violently, her apricot eyes widened: "Situ Qianchen, I tell you clearly, in my life, Ling Jiantong, except for Mu Jinghong, I will not fall in love with anyone again!" You're completely dead to that heart! ”

With that, she picked up her skirt and hurriedly chased in the direction where Mu Jinghong disappeared.

Situ Qianchen stood there, his cheeks were still burning with pain, but he couldn't feel it at all, his eyes moved down, and he saw the note on the ground that had been stepped on, and the lines of words written crookedly on it, and the tears in his eyes slid down like this.

Even if Situ Heng trained him harshly when he was young, he didn't even shed a single tear, but now, he shed tears for Ling Jiantong.

Ling Jiantong rushed all the way, she just wanted to see Mu Jinghong as soon as possible, but finally arrived at the Seven Princes' Mansion, panting and stopping at the door of his room, Ling Jiantong's courage disappeared inexplicably when she raised her hand to knock on the door.

She didn't know, how would she speak when she met Mu Jinghong?

She didn't know when Mu Jinghong returned to the capital, how long he stood outside the pavilion, what he heard and what he saw.

After so many days and nights of thinking, the person he loves is now only separated by a door, but Ling Jiantong hesitated.

The moonlight was like water, all sprinkled on her shoulders, Ling Jiantong bit her lip tightly, and the fist that wanted to knock on the door was also silently clenched, she had already made up her mind, after the door was opened, no matter whether Mu Jinghong was coldly speaking or angrily questioning, she would solve this misunderstanding with him.

Ling Jiantong took a deep breath, looked at the candlelight reflected in the window, and knocked lightly......