Chapter Seventy-One: Resignation

In just one night, she fell from the clouds to hell, and he came from the crowd to meet her, and it turned out that it was only to bring her an unprecedented disaster, and he came with a warm smile, as if he were a fool, and she blinded her mind.

When he chose to leave, let her fall in the Xiliang River in an extremely shameless and embarrassed manner.

This is also the reason why she was in the Lin family, and when she saw Wang Yanzhi, she was eager to escape.

I really don't have a face......

the boy who knelt in the snow to study; The boy who was wantonly bullied in the academy and didn't even return his hand; The boy with a simple smile; The boy who gave her dumplings during the Chinese New Year......

What is it that made him a vicious person who killed his wife, framed his brother, and mutilated his sister-in-law?!!

……

In the eighteenth year of Xingyuan, on the eve of Wang Chuyun and Liu Feng's love affair was exposed.

Wang Yanzhi sat quietly in the room, rolled up his sleeves and picked up a pen, writing "The Book of Resignation".

'Bang bang bang! ’

Someone knocked on the door outside, and Wang Yan said: "Come in!" ”

When Liu Feng pushed the door in, the last stroke was also finished, Wang Yanzhi put down the pen and paper, let Liu Feng sit opposite him, and then pushed the "Book of Resignation" he had just written in front of Liu Feng.

"What is this?" Liu Feng picked it up, his face was full of surprise, "The Book of Resignation" is usually written when students leave the academy before three years old, and now he suddenly gave him this?

A bad premonition arose.

Wang Yanzhi looked at him calmly and said, "Go back, the academy can't accommodate you now." ”

"Sir......" Liu Feng's throat trembled: "Why?" ”

Wang Yanzhi said: "Song Gongzi's loss of voice, and the white fox, should be your doing, right?" ”

Although the words were a question, they had an undeniable tone, concise and to the point, but the words shocked Liu Feng, and the cup of tea that made Song Yuanyang lose his voice was put down by him; The knife that killed the white fox was stabbed at it by him.

Outside, it was still snowy, and it was bitterly cold, but Liu Feng's forehead was dripping with sweat.

"Sir, you listen to my explanation......" The matter was revealed, Liu Feng knelt at Wang Yanzhi's feet, begging for his forgiveness, he said moving, but Wang Yanzhi may not believe what he said at the moment.

He looked up, sighed deeply, and said, "Actually...... After you came to the academy, all the things you suffered were all benefited by me, all the time, you have been able to face them calmly in the face of their deliberate difficulties and ridicule, I have always thought that the anger in your body is gone, and I have always thought that you have become a gentleman, but after all, I was wrong. ”

Hearing his words, Liu Feng, who was kneeling there, was stunned.

Wang Yanzhi's face was painful, and he closed his eyes and said: "You used to be the student I valued the most, but that was just a time, the nature of the country is easy to change, even if you are full of poetry...... The root bone is there, it won't change, go back...... I will reserve the dignity of the last one for you. ”

……

The memories of the past, every time I think of it, it hurts, and the storyteller in the teahouse is still talking, but Qin Wan has no intention of listening to it anymore.

She stood up, took her leave, and left......

Murong Lan didn't stop her, and when she left, only the ninth princess reluctantly asked, "Are you going back so soon?" ”

Qin Wan said: "There is really something at home, go first." ”

It's just that what Qin Wan didn't know was that after she left, Murong Lan also left with her, all the way, and came to Xilianghe with her in obscurity.

There are lanterns floating everywhere on the Xiliang River, and these lanterns carry people's guilt about her past.

It's just that...... I remembered the ridicule I received on the streets that day......

What ignorance is not guilty......

No one has experienced her pain, and no one can persuade her to forgive.

"Excuse me......"

Just as he was thinking about it, an extremely hoarse voice suddenly came from behind him, causing Qin Wan to regain his senses and turn around.

What caught her eye was a familiar face, dressed as a student of the Confucian Academy, with white clothes fluttering.

When he recognized that person, Qin Wan was stunned.

It was Song Yuanyang.

Ever since he left the academy in silence, he hasn't seen him again.

How did you come here now?

"Childe, may I ask if this is Xilianghe?" Song Yuanyang's hoarse voice could barely hear his original voice, it seemed that his throat was really badly injured back then.

Rao is the Song family is the richest man in Shengjing City, and he has not been able to recover his voice.

Qin Wan nodded.

After six years of goodbye, Song Yuanyang no longer had the childishness of that time, showing the vicissitudes of maturity, he arched his hand and said without losing his manners: "Thank you." He walked straight to the river, took the lantern from the little guy behind him, and then lit the candle and put it into the river.

Qin Wan stepped forward and asked, "Childe, do you know who this lantern in the Xiliang River is for?" And why is it put there? ”

Song Yuanyang stood up and said, "I know, these lanterns floating on the Xiliang River are all ashamed of people's hearts, but I'm not, I'm putting them for the old people." For her...... Wish. ”

Qin Wan: "Pray? ”

Song Yuanyang tilted his head, looked at the lantern he put into the river, and said, "I hope that she can understand Mr.'s hard work in the next life, and I also wish her in the next life...... No! Life after life, never meet Liu Feng again. ”

He said this in an extremely low voice, muttering in a tone that seemed to be saying to her and to himself.

An irrepressible sourness welled up in her body, and she looked up at the blue sky above her head, and held back the tears that were about to fall.

A gust of wind blew, blowing away the sourness that kept pouring out of Qin Wan's heart, and she stood there in a daze, looking at Song Yuanyang's departing back, unable to return to her senses for a long time.

I hope that she can understand her husband's hard work in the next life, and I hope that she will be able to ...... in the next life No! Life after life, never meet Liu Feng again......

For a long time, because of what Song Yuanyang did to Liu Feng, Wang Chuyun didn't like him, and even hated him extremely much.

She always thought that she and Song Yuanyang were opposites.

But she never thought that he would be the last person to say this to her......

"Far away." A gust of wind hit, mixed with the sound of the wind, and a very familiar voice entered the eardrums.

Qin Wan turned his head to look, and on the side of the road not far away, Wang Chuyun was standing there in a pink coat, waving at him with a smile.

Song Yuanyang also waved at her and greeted her.

"Why did you suddenly want to come to Yanjing?"

"Sir said, "Here you are, and I'm here."

"Now that my leg is useless, will you dislike me?"

"How so? My throat is also useless, haven't you never disliked me? ”

……

Qin Wan stood there, the voices of the two of them echoing in his ears, looking at the pink figure greedily, reluctant to leave......

The wind in early spring is still a little cool, and there is an extra dark cloud in the sky, blocking the rising sun, and the wind is getting thicker, thinking that the sky is about to change.

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