Chapter 4: White, Blue, White

Walking into the wing room in three steps and two steps, looking at Qinglan who was dressing up in front of the mirror, the smile on Lin Xuanzhong's face finally became more innocent, "Qinglan, is there anything to be happy about today, you still have to make up for me?"

"Childe, don't make fun of me, Qinglan is just a little worried," Seeing that Lin Xuanzhong was about to laugh with him when he first came, he put down the comb in his hand, Qinglan responded in a flat tone, and slowly frowned as he spoke.

Looking at the blue blue with slightly frowning eyebrows and faintly angry in the bronze mirror, Lin Xuanzhong didn't seem to realize that something was wrong, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse, and he unconsciously got closer. He didn't stop until he walked to the table set up in the side room, and at the same time, Wan'er, the maid who was originally waiting next to Qinglan, had already poured a cup of tea for Lin Xuanzhong.

After slowly sitting down, Lin Xuanzhong put away his smile, looked at Qinglan calmly and asked, "Qinglan, don't you come and sit?"

"I don't know what Childe is thinking about?" did not directly answer Lin Xuanzhong's question, Qinglan in front of the dressing table looked at Lin Xuanzhong in the mirror and asked rhetorically.

After Qinglan asked, Lin Xuanzhong suddenly remembered some things that happened when the two met yesterday. I remember Qinglan said that if you don't think about the things between the two as soon as possible, you won't use it today. It's just that I was too drunk yesterday afternoon, and I completely forgot about it after I went back, and now I suddenly remembered that for a while, Lin Xuanzhong didn't know how to reply.

Speaking of which, the relationship between the two has always been very clear, they love each other, but they can't freely choose to be together because of each other's situation. The question Qinglan is asking now is how the two can be together.

Frowning, Lin Xuanzhong's interest when he first came was swept away, and he fell silent in a blink of an eye.

Three years ago, seventeen-year-old Qinglan was unfortunately abducted and trafficked to the Yunyou Tavern, but fortunately Lin Xuanzhong was on the first day of entering the tavern. Also three years ago, Lin Xuanzhong, who had been burdened with the name of waste for many years, chose to spend time drinking for the first time, but accidentally met Bai Qinglan, who also had a tragic experience, in the tavern. The heart-pounding feeling as soon as they met made Lin Xuanzhong like each other, and the two met in an inappropriate place like this, then met, and now have a private life.

In just a few moments, Lin Xuanzhong simply recalled everything from acquaintance to acquaintance, and now to the present. Just constantly recalling the past made Lin Xuanzhong's brows furrow even tighter, Lin Xuanzhong knew that with his current situation, he couldn't give Qinglan the answer he wanted, even if that reply was just a simple sentence.

"Qinglan, I haven't thought about that matter yet, give me a little more time to think about it," with a long breath, Lin Xuanzhong still said something he didn't want to say.

On the other side, it seemed that he expected such a reply, and a look of disappointment could not hide on Qinglan's face.

"Childe, it's not that I don't want to give you a little more time, it's just that things between us will have to be faced sooner or later. In that case, Childe might as well have made a decision sooner. No matter what the result is, Qinglan is willing to follow Gongzi to the death in this life," facing Lin Xuanzhong in the mirror, Qinglan's voice was firm and earnest, as if he was speaking with his heart.

Qinglan's intentions, Lin Xuanzhong didn't understand, but what Lin Xuanzhong wanted was to make Qinglan happy in the future, not because of his own pain.

"Qinglan, why are you like this, you still want to be with me knowing my situation, haven't you thought about how we should live in the future?"

"I don't care what happens in the future, now I just want to stay with my son," a simple sentence, Qinglan once again expressed her intentions.

Listening to Lin Xuanzhong's ears, Qinglan's voice was heavier than anything else. For a while, Lin Xuanzhong didn't know how to reply, but slowly clenched the teacup in his hand.

While the two were talking, the maid had already gone out at some point, and it seemed that she had deliberately left room for the two to talk alone.

Time passed quietly in the silence of the two, and after a long time, Lin Xuanzhong said to himself as if he was stuck in a past memory, "Now I am just a waste of the Lin family, and even my own survival is a problem, how can I give you happiness?" With a long sigh, Lin Xuanzhong's confused eyes gradually regained a trace of clarity.

"Childe, please respect yourself, Qinglan doesn't want happiness," seemed to be dissatisfied with Lin Xuanzhong's belittlement of himself so much, Qinglan's tone suddenly became serious.

The next time, looking at Qinglan's serious and sad appearance when she spoke, Lin Xuanzhong put down the teacup in his hand directly with a pain in his heart, and then slowly got up and wanted to go over to comfort the other party.

"Squeak", at this moment the door suddenly opened, and the startled two hurriedly adjusted their emotions.

When he turned around, it turned out that the maid Wan'er was walking towards the house with food, and after slowly reassuring, Lin Xuanzhong continued to walk forward.

At the same time, Yao Er, who was twenty-eight years old, noticed that Qinglan in front of the dressing table was wiping her tears, and the atmosphere in the room was a little depressed, and she quickly guessed something. Three years ago, Wan'er was Qinglan's maid, and Wan'er was not only very clear about the matter between Lin Xuanzhong and Bai Qinglan, but also saw it very thoroughly.

"Childe, Miss, why do you have to be like this, if you can't decide in the future, at least you have to be happy now," the conversation between the two before, in fact, Wan'er still heard a little bit, so she said this now.

Wan'er's tone was unexpectedly optimistic, giving people a positive feeling, and Lin Xuanzhong, who listened to it, couldn't help but look uplifted. If you think about it, there are so many things that bother you, so why bother yourself now, it's better to choose a way to live that makes you happy.

After the mood changed, Lin Xuanzhong, who walked to Qinglan's side, no longer had any hesitation in his eyes, and then said with a serious face: "Lan'er, within three days, I will definitely give you an answer, now you come with me to eat something." ”

Lin Xuanzhong gave such a guarantee, Qinglan no longer cared about sadness, slowly got up with Lin Xuanzhong's support, looked at Lin Xuanzhong with a firm face and said, "Childe, I hope your reply will satisfy Qinglan." ”

Meeting Qinglan's determined gaze, Lin Xuanzhong had a strong feeling, as if no matter what his answer was, Qinglan had only one answer.

There was no laughter like usual, and the two of them sat down next to each other as if they had their own agendas, and they didn't even say a few words.

Although Wan'er on the side had an optimistic personality, she didn't know what to say because of the emotions of the two, so she stood quietly aside and waited for the two to eat.

The meal didn't last long, but Lin Xuanzhong felt as long as an era in the past. And in the Beiming Continent, an epoch is a hundred years.