Sure enough, people like Di Jiu are not afraid of hostility, sinisterity, killing, or trouble, but they will feel uncomfortable with a little kindness and a little care for others. I think? Books_Fast

Seeing that he had successfully broken through this person's ice cube face, Fang Qingchen smiled leisurely: "By the way, you shouldn't have thought at all, but I'm troublesome." ”

"You're not here to discuss my eyes, are you?" Di Jiu pressed the unhappiness in his heart and asked coldly.

Fang Qingchen smiled and looked at him quietly for a while before saying, "I'm here to stop you from moving forward." Or rather, I'm here to save your life. ”

Di Jiu didn't even move his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Thank you." ”

He stepped forward, stretched out his hand to lead the cart horse, and walked forward step by step.

Bandits, look at me, I'll look at you, no one knows if they should follow this master and force them to the legendary master of Chu Guofang?

The mind was undecided here, Di Jiu had already led the horse-drawn cart there, and the steps were not big, but there was a powerful momentum that Pei Mo could not resist in the steps, forcing them to retreat left and right with their faces like dirt, and they watched Di Jiu approach in front of Fang Qingchen step by step in a daze.

The powerful momentum came to his face, and the BMW that Fang Qingchen stepped on hissed lightly in some fright.

Fang Qingchen sighed, gently comforted the horse with one hand, looked at Di Jiu fixedly, and said softly, "Stop." Now that I'm here, you can't get through it. ”

Di Jiu's eyebrows did not move, his eyes were not instantaneous, and he said lightly: "I only know until I break through." ”

Di Jiu was already within three steps, and the BMW raised his hooves and neck in fear, extremely uneasy.

Fang Qingchen felt sorry for his beloved horse, so he was a little impatient: "I just looked at Han's face to be so polite to you." You really think. I can't clean you up, can I? ”

He raised his eyebrows on his horse. The heroic wind is like a sword out of its sheath, and the fighting spirit rises.

Di Jiu paused for a moment, and said lightly: "Since you have already met, don't you want to see him if you don't want to see him?" ”

Fang Qingchen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and looked at Di Jiu fixedly. But his expression was still faint, his eyebrows were indifferent, there was neither excitement nor obvious killing intent, but he also couldn't find any sadness, anger and helplessness.

Such a person who looks like an ice cube and is unconscious is not only brave and ruthless. It's a lot of fun.

It's a pity...... Don't you know. Are all the people in the small building the most indifferent and ruthless?

Fang Qingchen chuckled. But he still did as he wanted, got off the horse, and greeted Di Jiu generously. Da Fangfang seemed to be defenseless against Di Jiu and passed by him, lifted the curtain with one hand, and jumped in.

In the small carriage, the man slept quietly.

Fang Qingchen looked down at him and scolded with a smile: "It's all you lazy and stupid guy!" How much effort it took us to put into it. ”

The man did not answer, and his eyebrows were closed. His expression was calm.

Fang Qingchen originally only planned to take a casual glance. turned around and jumped out of the car, coldly giving Di Jiu another blow. After all, what's so nice about this guy's stinky skin? Previously, each simulation ended. When I returned to the small building, I didn't watch that guy sleep lazily, I had been watching it for hundreds of years, and I couldn't see enough.

However, his eyes were fixed on Fu Hanqing, and he couldn't move away immediately.

He sat down slowly, slowly stretched out his hand, and gently stroked Fu Hanqing's face.

The touch of the fingertips, clear and clear. The extremely warm body temperature, the extremely energetic and elastic skin, as if refusing to give up again and again, declares again and again that this is a life, a life that is vivid, complete, and refuses to pass away easily. At least, someone would rather give everything than let him die like this.

Fang Qingchen slowly lowered his hand and looked at Ah Han quietly, his hair combed extremely neatly, his clean, comfortable and tidy clothes, and his peaceful and calm face even in his sleep. Even he almost had the illusion that this slacker classmate, as he had done countless times before, was just sleeping in a normal night's sleep.

He seemed to have only slept for half a day, and his whole body was still full of life, and perhaps in the next moment, he would stretch his waist, yawn and wake up, squinting, and a little slurred, and said to him in a daze: "Morning! ”

No one can imagine that this is a vegetative person who has been in a daze for three years in this world. There is no skinny, no withered life, no dry skin, no muscle degeneration, no stinking pus-shedding bedsores, no excretory stench that should never go away, no hideous form like a dead man.

It was just a very ordinary, sleeping man.

To protect this ordinary, to keep this ordinary, how much heart and effort to pay during this period is immeasurable, and I can't bear to think deeply.

The curtain of the car was lifted again, and Di Jiuyi jumped inside, and he was actually very generous and sat next to Fang Qingchen.

Fang Qingchen quietly raised his eyes and glanced at him very lightly and quickly.

This man's waist is straight at all times, even if his body is full of holes, it has long been unable to bear a heavy burden.

The husband refuses to be pitied, but ......

This man who never bends down and bows his head, and who always looks at the world coldly with a pair of extremely dark and extremely sharp eyes, is clearly more like a sick person than the person he cares for and protects.

Fu Hanqing's face was healthy and flushed, and the vitality of life made his face more and more pale and bleak, and Fu Hanqing's sleeping posture was peaceful and stable, reflecting his eyes like ghost fire.

Fu Hanqing's muscles are flexible and elastic, and he ...... Even if he was wearing a wide gray coat, it was already difficult to hide the emaciation of his body.

As long as he takes care of it properly, Fu Hanqing can live for a long time and become an eternal burden to others, but this person is going to die......

The traces of life should have ended on this body a long time ago, and the sickle of death had been pressing on his head, but he had never waved it. This man is like a candle burning at both ends, so crazy and desperate to squander all the potential of life, and yet, he is immortal.

The flame of life, so faint that it was almost impossible to find, but it never stopped.

For several years, he guarded, waited, and struggled, and Han didn't wake up for a day, and he refused to die for a day. However, in the face of the vast destiny, no matter how strong the will of human beings is, they can only dissipate in the end!

All persistence, all unyielding, there will always be a limit, and there will always be an end.

This man, he's going to die...... No matter how much effort he tried, no matter how much hardship he endured, no matter how ruthless the means he used, no matter how poisonous the evil feats were, and no matter how heavy the pain he endured, he would not be able to live for a month.

Fang Qingchen suddenly felt a little sad in his heart, and unconsciously stretched out his hand and gently stroked Fu Hanqing's body.

Han, he's going to die...... Do you know?

Di Jiu calmly stared at Fang Qingchen's blurred figure.

"You can save him." This is not an inquiry, but an affirmation.

"We do have the ability to wake him up, but even if we wake him up, we won't necessarily save him."

Fang Qingchen sighed softly. They will never be able to make Di Jiu understand their dilemma without revealing the truth about Xiaolou.

Di Jiu said calmly: "I am a person in the world, and I will never have the detachment in Xiaolou, nor will I understand the epiphany that Xiaolou seeks. In the eyes of us laymen, if we can awaken him, we have saved him. ”

Fang Qingchen shook his head: "Over the years, again and again, you should also know that we are ruthless, why do you have to do it to me today, so in vain?" ”

"You are not ruthless." Di Jiu said lightly, his tone did not fluctuate.

He never forgot the past many years ago. Back then, the Wind Festival specially came to the window to meet the warm care between talking and laughing, Di Jiu was confident that he would never be mistaken. Rong Qian is the prime minister of a country, what kind of identity, but he had a long talk with Fu Hanqing overnight, and sent him out of the house in person, and his cherished feelings were overflowing with color.

"We are not people in Xiaolou, and we will not understand the taboos and troubles of Xiaolou. If you don't make a move, you should be embarrassed, not ruthless. Just like when Han heard about your death, he also indifferently said that he didn't have to avenge you, this is just a helpless choice limited to the rules of Xiaolou, not that you are cold by nature. ”

Fang Qingchen was a little surprised.

Even Di Yi and Di San, after being disappointed three times, couldn't help but accuse them of being ruthless and unjust, and they couldn't imagine that Di Jiu, who had the most ruthless temperament and acted the most viciously, could understand them.

"But," Di Jiu's words changed: "Your embarrassment, your helplessness, is just your business, but it has nothing to do with me." All I care about is whether Han wakes up or not. I can understand your suffering, but there is no need to be considerate, as long as Han can wake up, I don't mind causing trouble to anyone, embarrassing anyone, and causing any results. ”

Di Jiu's tone was still calm, and there was no impassioned declaration of determination.

The more this was the case, the more Fang Qingchen understood that it would be difficult to change his mind, and raised his eyebrows, not knowing whether to be angry or sigh in his heart: "So you know that I am here to save your life, but you still want to tempt me to come to see him, trying to shake my mind." ”

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