Fang Qingchen was silent for a while, and suddenly smiled slightly, his smile was as light as willow silk: "Back then, Yan Li and I were separated, and later, the relationship between the two of us was also like this, they were so close that they were almost indistinguishable from each other, and he and I regarded each other as the most important people. ”

His eyes were in the candlelight, a little fluttering: "That life, that life...... Jinjie, in fact, in that life, I don't take the topic to heart anymore. In the end, we didn't do much, even though we may not be just confidants. But when he was about to marry his wife, I was still in a calm mood, and I knew that the woman was beautiful and gentle, intelligent and virtuous, and I was very happy for him. From beginning to end, I hope that his marriage can be happy, and there is never a trace of reluctance or hesitation. If his wife and children are in danger, I will definitely save them at all costs. ”

Fang Qingchen was still smiling: "That kind of closeness can make the friendship between each other more real and beautiful, but it will never become a burden, a constraint, or a pressure." I've been working hard, trying to do well, and for a while, I even thought that my temperament had changed, and I was no longer so extreme, selfish and crazy, but who knows......"

Feng Jinjie shouted softly: "Qingchen ......" There was almost sadness in his eyes: "All along, why didn't you say it?" ”

"What?" Fang Qingchen seemed to have just woken up from a distant dream, and his eyes were a little confused.

"Since Yan Li's life, you don't care about the topic anymore, why don't you never say it!" The wind was strong and his voice was tinged with pain and anger.

Fang Qingchen only smiled lightly: "At that time, I didn't think there was any need to say more. I don't know why, but now it's being said. ”

Feng Jinjie looked at him fixedly, and after a moment said softly, "Anyway, will you say, .16?"

Hundreds of years of pain can finally be told to people, and hundreds of years of wrongs can finally be told calmly and calmly without mind. Even though it was originally for a small look. However, being able to say it proves that the wound is healing, but thinking about the hundreds of years of time, including himself, all the insiders disapprove of him and blame him wantonly. I&Read? I felt a dull pain in my heart during the fasting festival.

Fang Qingchen's eyes were distant, and his tone was soft and gentle; "Don't worry about Xiao Rong, he and Yan Rin are closer than me and Yan Li. The feelings are deeper. And he doesn't know how much bigger his mind is than mine, so he won't bother himself. ”

Feng Jinjie asked softly: "Then, this time, you and ......"

Fang Qingchen's mind was still far away, and he didn't know if he was thinking about the past. Still thinking about Rong Qian. The wind was strong and the sound was too soft. He didn't hear it clearly for a while, and only asked casually, "What?" ”

Feng Jinjie was silent and did not continue to speak.

He always felt in his heart. In this life, Fang Qingchen will unconsciously talk about the old things and old pains of hundreds of years ago, willing to reminisce, willing to expose his wounds, and willing to explain his true feelings that he has long since stopped taking the topic to heart in order to make his classmates feel relieved, but I am afraid that the person named Qin Xufei secretly has a lot of credit.

However, Yan Li is like this, so what about Qin Xufei?

Qingchen, now I'm worried not only about Xiaorong, but also about you......

You are so smart, you always laugh and say that others are confused, but I don't know if you understand that in your own affairs, maybe you are more confused than anyone else.

And I've always reacted quickly to a lot of things.,Thinking keenly and lightly.,At this time,It's really slow and stupid that I didn't immediately notice the change in the strength of the wind and the earth.,It's just a little strange.,I've been drinking fruit wine tonight.,Why is it still a little hazy and drunk.。。。

He held his cheek with one hand, lazily looked at the white-clothed and handsome classmate opposite, smiled, and said with some evil eyes: "What do you say Xiaorong is doing now?" Will you stare at the dry eyes outside the Ganquan Palace drinking the northwest wind? ”

Another gust of cold wind hit, Rong Qian smiled bitterly, leaned on the stone table, and slowly stood up.

I really can't be so willful. It's okay to have a little illness, but if there is a big movement, I'm afraid that a bunch of people will be unlucky.

Alas, he is still humble, and he can't learn Fang Qingchen's nonsense.

He shook his head, stood still, and quietly glanced at the brilliant lights and shadows of the Ganquan Palace.

In fact, he was not so eager to see Yan Rin immediately, but he didn't want to be too far away from him, if he could look at the candle shadow that accompanied him from afar, the figure reflected in the window, his heart might be more peaceful and calm. It's a pity that this palace is heavy, and it is not an ordinary people's home, and in all its splendor, where can you see the shadow in the depths of the Jiuqu Palace.

He smiled a little self-defeatingly and shook his head, feeling that he was indeed a little baffled.

Forget it, let's go back for now, but, alas, walk back...... Seems like it's really too hard, right......

He frowned and looked back at the road outside the palace gate.

Oh my God, this is an impossible task, how the hell did you get here?

"Appearance!" A shout suddenly came from behind him, Rong Qian's brows furrowed even tighter, and he turned his head: "Don't scream, your voice can't stand such a shout." ”

Yan Rin was already rushing over like a gust of wind, grabbed his hand, felt the palm of his hand was cold, angry and anxious, and couldn't care about the pain in his throat, he couldn't help but raise his voice and shout: "Why are you here!" Why is there no one around? How long have you been sitting here, and how cold have you been......"

Just now, when Shi Jingyuan withdrew and was about to leave the palace gate, a female official finally thought that Shi Jingyuan would bump into Rong Qian as soon as he came out, so she took the first step to tell Shi Jingyuan about Rong Qian. Shi Jingyuan was startled, turned around and hurriedly went to report to Yan Rin, so frightened that Yan Rin immediately rushed out.

Rong Qian looked at Yan Rin's anxious appearance, afraid that his voice would rise higher and higher, triggering old injuries, and reassured him repeatedly: "I'm fine, I just want to come and see you......"

"Then you won't let people tell me......" Yan Rin was so angry that her face turned blue, she took off her outer robe, draped it on Rong Qian's body, grabbed Rong Qian's hand again, helped him walk in, and went into the hall to say ......"

Rong Qian saw that he was angry, and naturally he would not argue with him without knowing each other, so he only helped him into the hall, and said with a smile: "I just want to blow the wind suddenly......"

Yan Rin gritted her teeth: "Rong Xiang, who are you fooling......" Another gust of cold wind hit at the right time, Yan Rin frowned, stretched out his arms and half-supported and half-hugged Rong Qian, and used most of his body to block the wind for him.

Rong Qian chuckled, and he opened his arms to protect himself, and his body was half leaning on Yan Rin's body, and he suddenly became tired.

Along the way, from Qinghua Palace to Ganquan Palace, it was really an incredible burden for his body. But surprisingly, he kept thinking about Yan Rin in his heart, thinking about the past, and he didn't know how tired his body was. Even sitting down in the garden of Ganquan Palace, he still didn't know how to feel the exhaustion of his body until this moment, Yan Rin supported him and protected him, so he was naturally tired, tired, weak, and all the accumulated fatigue surged up, and there was no need to hold on, no need to persevere, and no need to fight.

Yan Rin felt that the weight of his body was almost pressing on him, and he was a little frightened in his heart: "Rongxiang, you...... I'll ask them to call the Wind Boy......"

Rong Qian chuckled: "Don't be afraid, Yan Rin, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired." I've been coming over and I'm really tired. Aren't you happy for me, I came by myself......"

Yan Rin didn't speak, and kept helping him into the hall, originally wanted to help him sit down, looking at the tired look between his eyebrows, but his mind turned, and directly helped him into the inner couch where he was resting in the side hall, carefully helped him to lie down, he bent his knees and knelt beside the couch, looked at Rong Qian with his eyes, and asked softly: "Rong Xiang, what happened?" You tell me? ”

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Secretary Brown: Let me tell you about the thunder in the past two days...... Khan, in fact, to put it bluntly, she has been adding more quickly recently, Nalan is in a hurry, and she hasn't thought about the temperamental reactions of many NPCs. The result of hula and writing down without thinking about it is that N more NPs have become assembly line products, and then because Yan Rin and Xiaorong are warm, these NPCs are all neatly MS homo male birds.

When the small building is finished, she will fix these rough little places. Scratching the head, in fact, is just a small burr, but it still hurts when it is pierced in the palm of the hand.

Then, it is necessary to say that the frequency cap of up to 2 days plus once is necessary to ensure the quality of the article. Sweat.