Under the dusk, the three of them were on the way back, Xunchen walked in front, and Lu Yi and Wenyu in the back were discussing, studying, and studying the movements of "Konghou Hanging Willow", Xunchen walked in front, and from a distance, he could see that Liufu was covered with a layer of crimson coat.

In front of the vermilion gate, he saw his father and two strange figures, a woman about his own age dressed in orange, and a man slightly older than himself, dressed in plain clothes, but the man was lying on the ground, his face pale, his eyes closed, and he seemed unconscious.

When the ground was approaching, Xun Chen saw the woman's anxious eyebrows, I don't know what she said to her father, her father's face changed suddenly, from the helplessness of the previous slight brows to the sharpness of the sword eyebrows, and a momentum emanated, causing the dust around her father, falling leaves, and stones to fly away, and the woman's face turned pale.

Xun Chen heard his father ask in a low and fast voice, "What kind of voice is the voice that says this to you?"

The woman was stunned, took a step back slightly, seemed to be forced by Liu Fuxing's momentum, looked a little panicked, grabbed her orange clothes, lowered her head, and came in a low voice like a yellow warbler: "Yes... It's a very gentle big sister's voice, and I feel that voice has no malice, and it's the only memory I have of why I'm here. ”

With that, she lowered her head and glanced at the man lying on the ground, her brows furrowed, and there were several lights in her eyes intertwined, heart, sorrow, and... Confused.

After hearing her answer, Liu Fuxing breathed a sigh of relief, the sharpness in his eyes eased, and the momentum just now gradually calmed down.

Turning his head, he saw the three Xunchen people who were walking over, pointed to Xunchen and said: "The people you are looking for are a few of them, if you want to ask for help, look for them, I can't do anything, I will write to your mother in a week at most, and then Wanhua Valley will send someone over." With that, he paused, and his voice suddenly became helpless and low, "You...... Do it yourself. ”

Liu Fuxing said, then turned his head to look at Xunchen and the three of them, and said: "This girl and her friend will stay in our house for a few days first, Xunchen, this man will live with you, Miss Luyi, this girl will be taken care of by you." ”

At this time, the girl opened her mouth, and she wanted to stop talking, Lu Yi looked at the girl, patted her shoulder, smiled, and said, "Girl, let's talk about something tomorrow." ”

The girl had no choice but to nod, and a trace of tiredness appeared on her face, so she followed Lu Yi away, and Xunchen also carried the man back to his room.

..............................

The bright yellow tongue of fire licked the air, Xunchen stood quietly on the side of the bed, looking at the man on the bed, the corners of his mouth were relatively thin, and he pursed it tightly, as if he was suffering from something even in his dreams, the curvature of his cheeks was hard, but the arc of his eye sockets was softer, with sword eyebrows and nose bridges similar to his own, but they were deeper than his own eyes, his face was pale, and he seemed to be suffering from some kind of pain.

Xun Chen thought, perhaps, that the girl came here because of him, and thought, is he suffering from some disease?

The candle flame that was originally burning quietly was picked up suddenly, and Xun Chen's hand immediately withdrew his hand as if it had touched some fire, his eyes expanded slightly, and he looked at the man in front of him motionlessly, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked...... Ice and fire clash with each other, an incurable disease!

With the horror in his heart, Xun Chen walked out of this room and returned to his room next door to sit and cultivate.

Not long after, Xunchen heard a creak of the door opening, and got up to look at the window.

Through the window, I saw the pale moonlight spilling weakly on the ground, spreading out a silver carpet of light, on which the man was struggling to hold on to the wall and walk out step by step, and his shadow followed step by step in the moonlight.

Xun Chen frowned, then went straight out the door and asked, "Where are you going?"

The man turned his head and looked at Xun Chen, his eyes were really deep, and there was a faint brown in the slightly dark eyes, which seemed even deeper. He looked at Xun Chen carefully, looked around again, and asked softly, "Here...... But Liucheng?"

Xun Chen was a little surprised in his heart, then nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

The man nodded and said, "Then I'm going to get out of here." With that, he turned his head and staggered forward. A strange feeling crossed Xun Chen's heart, as if he sensed something, and immediately asked behind the man, "What about the girl who came with you?

The man stopped, Xun Chen saw behind him that he clenched his hands tightly, his nails sank deep into the flesh, and after a while, the man replied: "Don't let her know ......" The voice was low, hoarse, and contained a deep helplessness, Xun Chen felt what kind of torrent was surging in the man's thin body for a moment, and it was also in an instant that Xun Chen felt a deep obscure river choking on his throat, and felt a feeling of discomfort in his heart.

Xun Chen subconsciously asked: "Why, although I don't know anything, but that girl must have suffered a lot to bring you who was unconscious, why did you just bear to leave her alone." At the same time, Xun Chen felt a surging emotion and consciousness stirring in his chest, as if he was about to rush out, and there was a consciousness telling himself that he couldn't let this man go like this.

The man's hands clenched tighter, and even trembled slightly, and his nails were fiercely embedded in the flesh, without mercy. His deep voice rang out, "It's for her good." ”

The emotion in Xun Chen's heart burned as if it was about to explode when he heard his words, and Xun Chen said directly: "I don't think you are doing this for her good, maybe you have your reasons, but you didn't see her eyes when she looked at you when she was unconscious, I am sure that if you just leave, she will be very sad, just because your words are good for her?"

The man turned around, his eyes looked at Xun Chen, the brown in his eyes was surging, his eyes seemed to be condensed, as if he thought of something, faded a little, he said: "Anyway, she's just a child, anyway, she doesn't know anything, anyway, she forgets everything! Then it's better to let this all pass, anyway, I didn't mean much to her! Anyway, she is used to losing me! Anyway, she is used to giving up on me!" The man's voice became more and more excited, as if he didn't roar hysterically because of his habits, but there was also a turbulent undercurrent in the deep voice, which made people panic.

Xun Chen felt that the surging emotions in his heart were suddenly overwhelmed by the momentum of the man in front of him, and he felt that the surging emotions in his heart were not worth mentioning compared to the feelings in his heart.

Xun Chen's voice softened and asked, "Excuse me, your name?"

"Shallow. ”

Xun Chen thought about it, and felt that under Qing Qian's words just now, it was futile and pale to say anything, but he didn't want to let this person go, so for the purpose of delaying, Xun Chen lowered his voice and said in a soft tone: "Qing Qian, but in fact, you still care about her......, right? You still care about her, don't you?"

Qing Qian raised his head and looked at the pale moonlight, as if he thought of something, the original low and determined momentum faded, his eyes were lowered, the brown in his eyes was dim, and a heavy sadness like water spread out, suffocating, he asked in a low voice, "What is your name?"

"Xun Chen. ”

He looked at Xun Chen, countless complicated lights flashed in his eyes, this glance was too complicated to decipher, he said slowly: "Xun Chen, I'll give you a story." Xun Chen nodded in response.

"At the beginning, a month before her birthday, she suddenly told me that she wanted to see the scene of hibiscus flowers suddenly blooming, and that scene must be very beautiful, very beautiful, and if you can see that scene, then even if you are sometimes bored and boring, you can feel the flowers bloom in your heart when you think of that scene. ”

"I thought it would be her birthday in a month, and looking at her expectant expression, I decided to surprise her that day, and I wanted to show her the Fuso in full bloom. ”

"I came from a different place than theirs, and naturally I had some special abilities, combined with some changes that had occurred since I arrived there, that allowed me to do this. If you water the hibiscus with my blood, you will be able to control the hibiscus flowers to bloom before dusk after seven days. ”

"I made an appointment with her to paint Fuso together in the Hibiscus Flower Forest at dusk on her birthday. I watered the Fuso with my blood, cultivated it carefully, pruned it, and every time I pruned it carefully, I imagined her happy expression when she saw the Fuso in full bloom, and I thought about it every day, and that was the motivation for me to persevere. ”

His voice suddenly deepened, and he said, "But when the day came, she was taken out by her mother early in the morning to play with her friends, and she would not return until evening." Xun Chen's heart skipped a beat, looking at Qing Qian, he could imagine the sadness and loss in his heart. Seeing that the shallow eyes were so low that they were almost invisible, and the fingers were sinking into the flesh fiercely, the hands trembled uncontrollably, and the loss in my heart spread on the ground like this pale moonlight.

Qing Qian drooped and said: "That day, I waited alone in the Fusang flower forest, watching the arrival of dusk, the red sunlight poured on every Fusang, Fusang bloomed, and after half an hour, Fusang withered. I witnessed it all happening alone, quietly, slowly, alone. At that time, I remember every ray of time, she said that she was happy to see such a scene even if she tasted it in the future, why was it bitter every time I tasted it?" Xun Chen was silent over there, he could imagine the sadness and loss in Qingqian's heart, how happy and anticipatory he was when he was pruning and preparing at the beginning, and how lost and painful he was when he finally meditated silently by himself.

Xun Chen tried to comfort him: "After all, she doesn't know that you have given so much, and it was her mother who took her out, and she didn't do anything wrong." ”

Qingqian lowered his head, shook his head, smiled helplessly, bitterly, and said: "I don't understand this, it's just that Xunchen, you haven't experienced it, that sense of loss is so absolute, it will never change or weaken because of any comfort and reason, you can only bear it silently." Qingqian smiled again and said, "After she came back, she apologized to me first, what can I say? She didn't know anything, so she could only say that it was okay." Then she told me what she saw outside. I tried to laugh with her......"

Xun Chen was silent, how could the girl know how bitter Qing Qian's heart was when she was talking to Qing Qian with great interest......? Does even laughter take effort?

Qing Qian raised his head again, looked at the pale waning moon, and said: "It's like this every time, every time there is a conflict, she will definitely ask me to sacrifice first, what can I do? After each sacrifice, I have to endure the discomfort in my heart and continue to accompany her without concern until the wound in my heart is healed." ”

Xun Chen lowered his head and asked softly, "Why, is it worth it?"

Qingqian continued to look at the moon, did not bow his head, and said: "Heh, Xunchen, you have not experienced the pain of searching for a long time, waiting for foolishness, if you have experienced it, you can understand." ”

He added: "Since she is the one who decides what I do every time, and she decides the relationship and distance between us, then this time, it is my turn." ”

In a shallow and resolute voice, Xun Chen felt that the emotion in his heart before seemed to be "broken", and an idea arose.

Xun Chen raised his head, looked at Qingqian, and asked softly, "Why...... Don't face it with her?"

Qingqian slowly lowered his head and looked at Xun Chen, his face was already so pale, and the brown in his eyes was also soaked with tiredness, the corners of his mouth tugged, looking at Xun Chen, he pulled out a smile very weakly. Subsequently...... Close your eyes and slide down against the wall......

Xun Chen silently brought Qingqian back to the bed, and wiped the person with a warm towel. Then he blew out the candles, retreated to the door, and carefully and quietly closed the door.