Such gentle words were like ripples when the feathers were brushed, like a light current when shallow water was stirring, and they suddenly surged into Yan Lingyu's heart, making him stunned for a moment. Good luck to all candidates!

You must have suffered a lot during this time, right?

Yan Lingyu looked back at Duan Qingming's eyes that were so clear that his shadow could be reflected, he was stunned, and suddenly couldn't speak.

Yes, during this period of time, Yan Lingyu is really difficult, very painful, very bitter, very tired, and crises are frequent. Yan Lingyu even remembered how desperate and decadent he was in those days—like a red rope sealed in a glacier, bright colors, but powerless to tie anything—and even the disappearance of martial arts and the disappearance of his life, he couldn't resist.

So, how can you say he is not bitter? How can you not get tired?

Of course, Yan Lingyu still remembered that when he was alone with the pain of the toxin's counterattack, when he was alone in the darkness waiting for a hopeless tomorrow. When he waits quietly for the dawn on days when there is no hope in sight, how do you tell him not to suffer? How not to despair?

It's just that you're used to it, aren't you? It's a forced habit, it's an innate instinct to accept it. It was as if two huge forces collided in his mind, and finally, all the edges and corners were smoothed. Only the powder can be seen, and nothing about crying and retreating can be seen.

That's because, all along, Yan Lingyu has been a person.

Because he was alone, he had to trek alone through the darkness and before dawn. Because he was alone, he had to get used to being injured all the time, and he hid in a dark corner alone to lick it clean. Just because he is a person, he has long lost the desire to rely on and confide. , are accustomed to no matter how much pressure, and how many disasters, they accept it lightly and move forward without regrets - for many years, except for the group of secret guards under him, no one has ever helped him, and no one has ever cared about him, or solved his problems.

Therefore, Yan Lingyu felt that his heart had long been frozen, and he had already given birth to embroidery. He was never moved, nor did he feel sad - the road, he got used to it when he kept walking, because of habit, Yan Lingyu almost thought that his life, before, now, in the future, and even forever and ever, would be like this!

Hehe......

Therefore, there are many times when Yan Lingyu feels that he will continue like this, and he will continue to walk alone until the end of his life.

But what I didn't expect was that today, someone said a slight comfort, and he actually wanted to burst into tears!

Hehe, it seems that the kid who purifies the water is right, in this world, there is always a person who can be warm, whether it was before, or in the future, the difference is whether you meet her at the right time.

Now, Yan Lingyu has met it, because he has met it, so he is grateful!

Duan Qingming looked at Yan Lingyu and smiled a little distressedly, the warmth and tenderness in her eyes made Yan Lingyu, a person who had never been fearless of life and death, fearless of fate, begin to melt gradually.

Yan Lingyu laughed, and the faint arc conjured up an extreme beauty. Then, he spoke, his tone still light, but he couldn't hide the ups and downs in his words.

Yan Lingyu said: "Maybe it's bitter, but now that I've forgotten it, I don't feel bitter." ”

Listening to Yan Lingyu's words, Duan Qingming couldn't help but be slightly moved.

Forget.

Yan Lingyu said that he had forgotten.

Yes, when suffering comes, when darkness comes, we can only persevere, and then, when the dawn before dawn appears, we can choose to forget.

To forget is to ignore suffering.

Just like the rainy season, we look up in the mud and look up at the sunny sky, although the rain may not be sunny, but after all, it is over, isn't it?

Therefore, we don't have to despair, when there is a road, we follow the road, when there is no road, we follow the heart, and believe that everything will pass.

Yan Lingyu looked at Duan Qingming levelly, his deep and dark eyes looked at the girl in front of him, he couldn't help but smile slightly, and said with something in his words: "So, I hope you can forget too." ”

Duan Qingming stretched out her hand, gently covering her palm over Yan Lingyu's palm, staring at his beautiful eyes, and said, "However, your disaster was brought to you by me. ”，

Yes, if it weren't for Duan Qingming, Princess Yuluo wouldn't be able to attack Yan Lingyu. If it weren't for Duan Qingming seeing Princess Yuluo as a friend, then she wouldn't be able to calculate Yan Lingyu. Moreover, with Yan Lingyu's precaution and vigilance against people, Princess Yuluo couldn't find any chance to start at all.

Therefore, if you put it another way, it can really be said that Yan Lingyu's disaster was brought over by Duan Qingming.

Duan Qingming's palms were slightly cold, and there seemed to be some wet ravines, you can imagine how difficult and obscure it was for her to say such things—just because Yan Lingyu was hurt, this kind woman put all the responsibility on herself. 、

Yan Lingyu returned his hand and held Duan Qingming's little hand, the fiery warmth in his palm made Duan Qingming's body tremble involuntarily. Yan Lingyu pulled open Duan Qingming's palm, and sure enough, he found a line of deep, deep nail marks in the palm of his white hair. There are a few places that have been embedded in the thin skin because of the deep relationship. Blood, slowly seeping out.

Yan Lingyu's face sank.

He turned around silently, took out some medicinal powder from the box on one side, helped Duan Qingming put it on the palm of his hand, and then took out a handkerchief and wrapped it gently.

While doing all this, Yan Lingyu was focused and silent, it seemed that his whole person, his heart, was tied to this small handkerchief, and it was all tied to Duan Qingming's small scar.

Duan Qingming looked at Yan Lingyu's appearance and couldn't help but say, "It's okay, it will get better soon." ”

Although Duan Qingming said, she didn't dare to try to struggle. Because, although Yan Lingyu didn't speak, his expression was already very unhappy.

Although Duan Qingming often provoked Yan Lingyu to get angry and angry, at this time, she knew smartly that silence was the best way to please Yan Lingyu.

Because Duan Qingming did something wrong, recognized the wrong person, and caused suffering to Yan Lingyu, she was currying favor with Yan Lingyu.

Yan Lingyu's movements were very fast, and it didn't take long for him to bandage it, and then, turning over Duan Qingming's other hand, he examined it carefully, and then raised his head, frowned, looked at Duan Qingming, and said in a sparse and cold tone: "Aren't you going to prepare like this in the future, you know?" ”

Duan Qingming nodded hurriedly. She originally wanted to see if Yan Ling Yusuke was still angry. But for some reason, when she touched the persistence and anger in Yan Lingyu's eyes, she suddenly couldn't look directly at Yan Lingyu's eyes.

Yan Lingyu didn't let go of Duan Qingming's hand, but put it in his hand and held it gently, and then, he raised his head and said in a very serious tone: "Qingming, what did you just say?" ”

Yan Lingyu had never called Duan Qingming by his name. Never. However, his natural expression and easy-going tone seemed to have the name rolled on the tip of his tongue for thousands of years. Then, completely without thinking, he spit out. It was just two ordinary words, but Duan Qingming felt a fiery feeling.

Duan Qingming's heart panicked for no reason, she lowered her head slightly, and said softly, "I just said...... Your calamity is what I have brought upon you. ”

Just now, because of this sentence, Yan Lingyu was already displeased, so Duan Qingming was already a little weak when she repeated, she cautiously glanced at Yan Lingyu's face, and saw that the other party didn't mean to get angry, so she continued: "Think about it, if I hadn't known Yuluo and Qingduo, then they wouldn't have been so easy to calculate you......"

Yan Lingyu suddenly laughed, and with this smile, the entire carriage had a feeling of shining on the walls. That smile seems to be a young man with flowers when he first saw him, with a peerless beauty of heaven. With just one smile, Duan Qingming's eyes were dazzled.