In the past years, they have already become the brightest light in each other's lives, and their hearts for each other have long become a habit, and that deep dependence has long penetrated into the depths of the blood and bones, and can no longer be peeled off.

It was because he was too timid to let the little girl know the truth he thought was unspeakable and the tense situation of the Nan family, so he didn't say goodbye, which led to the missed years.

He grew up with her, and at a very early age, he pulled the hook and made a promise to walk through this vast life together, why did he break his promise?

Why, I don't believe in my little girl?

The so-called don't want to drag the little girl down, to put it bluntly, it's just his own cowardice, and he doesn't dare to let the little girl know everything, so he will use such an excuse to escape.

He once gave the little girl a paper kite painted with ink-colored light willows, and every stroke was poured into his full affection, revealing a tenderness that could not be concealed.

And that light willow is just a wish in the deepest part of my heart.

Light willow - "please stay".

That's right, he wants her to stay by his side forever, and he wants the little girl to be with him forever - for so many years, they have been with each other all the way, and they have never left each other. Then, of course, they will always be together for a long time to come.

Isn't it?

The little girl was brought up by him, and he taught her many things by himself, and he also hugged her and walked through those stumbling days.

The little girl belongs to herself, and she also belongs to the little girl, so in the future, the little girl will naturally belong to herself, and she also belongs to the little girl of his family - this is a matter of course.

Why did he worry so much? Why let go of those clenched hands first? Why······ Want to leave first?

And then, they just missed it for so long.

It seems that this star is not last night, for whom the wind is exposed and the midnight is upset.

Thinking of the master telling herself, the night before Ling'er left the school, she stubbornly sat in the cold night breeze all night, stubbornly waiting for her return, Nan Shiyan couldn't suppress the heartache.

Obviously, it was a promise I made first, but in the end, I broke the promise first.

Sensing the increasing force in his waist and feeling the increasingly disordered breath of his senior brother, Luo Yunran frowned slightly, and rubbed the side of Nan Shiyan's face with his fair and slightly cool cheeks, and opened his mouth softly and glutinously, with a little discomfort.

"Senior brother, I hurt."

Hearing this, it seemed that he was in a trance, and Nan Shiyan suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly let go of his hands that were already pale in the joints.

Seeing Luo Yunran's pale complexion, Nan Shiyan felt deep self-blame in his heart, and his warm palm was gently rubbed around his slender waist.

"How?"

Touching the little girl's frowning thin eyebrows, Nan Shiyan intuitively felt even more self-reproach in his heart, and an unconcealable panic appeared on his face, and spiritual power was condensed in his palm, slowly entering Luo Yunran's body.

"Does it still hurt?"

Grabbing his senior brother's trembling hand, Luo Yunran raised his eyes and looked straight at the reddened eyes, his delicate face full of doubts.

Looking at himself in those pupils, Luo Yunran sighed shallowly, took the initiative to stand on tiptoe, and put his forehead against Nan Shiyan's slightly cool forehead.

The breathing of the two was close at hand, staggered with each other, Nan Shiyan subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed Luo Yunran's waist, but he didn't dare to push too hard.

"Senior brother."

Blinking her clear eyes, Luo Yunran spoke softly, and her delicate eyebrows were wrapped in a woman's unique gentleness.

"What's wrong with you?"

With such clear and clear eyes, Nan Shiyan's heart was sour, and countless words came to his heart, but they sank into his heart and turned into bursts of pain, like Ling Chi.

Looking at the delicate face close at hand, Nan Shiyan raised his hand, and his slender fingers traced the little girl's face little by little, with gentle movements and poignant affection.

His eyes were almost greedy and glued to his junior sister's face, Nan Shiyan's face was heavy, and he muttered softly.

"Ling'er, it's my senior brother's mistake."

"Huh?"

The doubts on Luo Yunran's face were even worse, and he tilted his head.

"What do you mean, senior brother?"

"At the beginning, the senior brother shouldn't have broken his promise, he shouldn't have said goodbye, and he shouldn't have left Ling'er alone."

Slowly closing his eyes, Nan Shiyan's voice was slightly hoarse, and his trembling voice carried an obvious sense of pain.

"Senior brother shouldn't be."

Looking at Nan Shiyan who was so grieving, Luo Yunran thought about it for a while, and then he knew what his senior brother was thinking.

He is remorseful, he is distressed, he is at a loss - for the sake of missing his growth in the past few years.

With a pain in his heart, Luo Yunran raised his hand, covered the big hand that was nostalgic on his cheek, felt the protruding bone joint, and his voice was clear, a little less soft and glutinous, and a little more sober and calm.

"Senior brother, we are now reunited."

Nan Shiyan raised his eyes, looked at those clear and serious eyes, pursed the corners of his lips, and listened quietly.

"Ling'er remembers that when she was very young, Ling'er and her senior brother pulled Gougou and wanted to be together forever."

After a pause, Luo Yunran said with a smile.

"Senior brother, I don't know this, but can you still count?"

His pupils shrank slightly, Nan Shiyan suppressed his slightly chaotic heartbeat, and without the slightest hesitation, he nodded heavily, and responded very solemnly.

"Of course I counted."

With a shallow sigh of relief, Nan Shiyan added another sentence.

"This sentence is always counted."

"That's it."

The little girl with a delicate face smiled lightly and rubbed Nan Shiyan's cheek with her cheek.

"Since we are going to go and end together, then look forward, why dwell on the past that cannot be changed?"

Saying that, Luo Yunran let out a "hum" that was not light or heavy, with a bit of complaint.

"Senior brother is out of shape like this, Ling'er will also be in a bad mood."

"Moreover, if the mood is unstable, Senior Brother's cultivation will be affected."

The slender fingers poked his senior brother's cheeks, Luo Yun puffed out his cheeks, and his voice regained a soft and cute feeling.

"Senior brother, do you know?"

After a little silence, Nan Shiyan held the little girl's white and slightly cool little hand with his backhand, and his slender fingers were embedded between her fingers, little by little, interlocking with her ten fingers.

Luo Yunran felt a force coming from the back of his head, and his senior brother's face continued to expand in front of his eyes, and his burning breath spread on his face.

There was a warm and soft touch at the center of his eyebrows, and Luo Yunran was hugged tightly by his senior brother, and the heartbeat in his ears was clear and powerful.

The blush slowly climbed up to the delicate face, and in the midst of a chaotic heartbeat, Luo Yunran heard a familiar voice, warm and warm, but with substantial weight.

"Senior brother knows."

"We will always be together."

The sunlight spilled down obliquely, spreading the two of them, the two hands with ten fingers interlocking, slender as jade, with the same temperature, like the same arc of the corners of their mouths.

Okay, let's always be together.

Ever again, don't be separated. I want to talk about "The Master of the Medical Palace" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~