It turned out that the person outside the Meng family that night was her.

It turned out that she was reluctant to give him up.

When Nan Fan thought of the helplessness that Qian Jiao had to leave that night, and her wandering outside the Meng family, his heart felt like someone had torn open a hole.

I hate why I didn't go out to see it at that time.

If he had gone out to see it, would she have stayed?

However, what made him most uneasy was that Qian Jiao left like this, and the Gu poison on her body did not have the blood pressure control of the Meng family, what should she do?

As soon as Nan Fan thought of this, his whole person became confused, and a bad premonition quickly crept into his heart.

He didn't care about completing half of the task, handed over to his companions, and quickly returned to the capital.

rushed directly to Yan's house, grabbed Yun Ze, and in a pair of deep eyes, it was like ice exploding.

"Didn't you even want your life for her? Then why are you so ruthless to force her? ”

If at this moment, Nan Fan still can't guess who led the rumors that forced Qian Jiao away, then he would be too stupid.

However, he is obviously sincere to Qian Jiao, why is he willing to hurt her so much?

However, the moment Yun Ze chose to say goodbye to Qian Jiao, his whole person went crazy.

He looked at Nanfan's angry and sad expression, and his narrow peach blossom eyes were full of sarcasm and madness.

He shook off Nanfan's grip on him, and suddenly laughed on his back.

The voice that came out of it was as cold as a cry from hell.

"Do you think I'm trying to force her? But if I don't force her, will she go with me? What's so good about the capital? What good do you have? But she would rather stay in the capital and be sad for you than leave with me, I don't have to rumor to attack her, attack the Yan family she doesn't want to hurt, will she leave the capital? ”

Yun Ze looked at Nan Fan with an angry look of pain, the coldness and ruthlessness in his eyes were unabashedly revealed, making his whole person look hideous and terrifying, where was there a trace of the gentle gentleness that he had shown in front of the Yan family.

Even, looking at Nanfan's eyes, there was vicious indignation.

Nan Fan was enraged by his words, and the whole person suddenly clenched his fists like an angry lion, and waved it towards Yun Ze's face without talking nonsense.

Yun Ze had no intention of hiding, and the whole person was swept to the ground by Nanfan's punch.

It's just that he looked at Nan Fan's eyes, but with a provocative mockery, even the corners of his lips were outlined in a piercing arc.

Just when Nan Fan was about to pounce and continue to teach Yun Ze a lesson.

Yun Ze's voice came coldly.

"Who are you doing this for? You love her so much, how can you marry someone else? Will you marry her? Wouldn't you be able to renew her life too? Since you chose the Meng family and abandoned her for the Meng family, who are you doing now? Meng Zichuan, you touch your conscience and say to yourself, who hurt her the most? ”

Yun Ze's words were like a thunderclap that exploded in Nan Fan's mind, causing his fist that was about to fall to freeze in mid-air like that.

Yes, what is the difference between him and Yun Ze.

Even when his grandfather, Mr. Meng, scolded Qian Jiao, he had to compromise for Qian Jiao's safety.

Even at the recognition banquet, he had already rejected his engagement to Nan Hongshan in public.

Even when his grandfather privately announced his marriage to Nan Hongshan, he was strongly opposed.

But these, compared with his inability to give Qian Jiao a promise in time, are too pale and powerless.

After all, he made her sad.

Qian Jiao went all the way to Yancheng, where she lived in Yinhua River and Nanfan, stayed in the wooden building on stilts on the water for three days, and ate all kinds of snacks in the town one by one.

When it was dark, I stepped on the night and went out to sea.

Since the last time he was in distress at sea, the imp has risen up a shipbuilding storm.

This time when he went to sea, the little ghost put a small sea boat out of the space directly.

At night, under the moonlight, the strong winter sea breeze carries the coldness of the forest.

Qian Jiao followed the leadership of the little ghost and went all the way to the isolated island where she had been stranded with Nan Fan before.

There are still things in the cave on the cliff side that they left behind when they left.

A thin quilt that can no longer see the color clearly, a hanging pot still on the ashes, and firewood that has been air-dried against the wall.

It's only a few months of work, and the picture is still very familiar, but it is so old that it looks like it has gone through centuries of vicissitudes.

Just like her and Nan Fan at this moment, they are no longer human.

Qian Jiao sat down on the stone next to the hanging pot, looking at the hanging pot on the shelf, her eyes seemed to be out of focus.

The wind outside was blowing, and the sound of waves crashing on the cliff wall came from the entrance of the cave, wave after wave, as if hitting people's hearts.

Memories are like water opening the floodgates, frame by frame, scene by scene quickly creeping into my heart.

In my mind, a few months ago, the memories of her and Nan Fan in the stone cave slowly unfolded like a black and white movie.

Her heart suddenly felt like she had been pierced by countless steel needles, and Qian Jiao's whole body trembled.

Large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, but she gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound.

The little ghost looked at Qian Jiao's body trembling in pain because of the Gu poison attack, and there seemed to be a moment of hesitation in the deep rag eyes.

At this moment, Qian Jiao finally couldn't bear it anymore, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the stones that used to be Nanfan and often sat around the fire.

Blood dripped down the rocks and fell to the ground.

Just before her consciousness fell into chaos, she seemed to see in front of her eyes that Nanfan was once sitting on the bloody stone and hugged her tightly in her arms.

Even if it is a memory, the warmth in his arms at that moment, Qian Jiao seems to be able to feel it clearly at this moment.

When Qian Jiao woke up, it was already dark, and under her was a clean quilt that the little ghost took out of the space, and a raging flame was burning on the fire.

In the hanging pot erected on the fire, there was still thick white smoke, the fragrance of thick soup spread to her nostrils, and the orange flame reflected the stone cave, which made people a little trance.

Qian Jiao unconsciously turned her head and looked around the stone cave, only the little ghost who felt her awake by the fire looked back at her.

The light in Qian Jiao's eyes suddenly dimmed, she reached out and rubbed her eyes, and curled the corners of her lips slightly with self-deprecation.

At dawn, it was raining lightly outside, and the little snow on the island was quickly melted by the rain, and Qian Jiao walked out of the stone cave and walked slowly in the direction of the beach.

On the endless sea, the waves roll under the continuous drizzle.

She stepped on the biting seawater, picked up a few seashells, stood in the sea water and looked at the sea for a while, and then walked towards the sea of flowers.

On the slope of the mountain in the thick of winter, the sea of flowers that was once red and gorgeous, only the withered branches remained, Qian Jiao reached out and broke a handful of dead branches, hugged them in her arms and returned to the stone cave.