Chapter Forty-Six: Two Sorrows

No one was lightly injured, but no one died.

Tang Tian and Yu Honglian were both rescued.

The cottage was a little messy, but there were no tears.

Jiang Yao and Ding Xiang were busy, even Tang Tian's mother was involved, Yi Xiaonan and Yi Xiaobei were not injured at all, but they were thankful that they didn't make trouble.

Tang Tian and Yu Honglian are very poisonous, especially Tang Tian, who has been abused for several days in a row, countless kinds of poison are intertwined, and the slightest mistake will definitely lead to death. However, there are oil flowers, and Yu Honglian itself is the number one killer, but not many people know about it, so these poisons can be stabilized.

Zhao Wenqi and Zhuang Kai and others, who were originally stubborn diseases, and fought desperately, were still quite serious, although they were strong and there was no danger of death for the time being, but they also urgently needed treatment.

Fortunately, everyone was not too weak, and their injuries could be forcibly stabilized, but they all needed treatment. In addition, there is no medicine in the cottage, and everyone is really helpless.

As for Wang Shi, the situation is much better than everyone else, and the speed of recovery is amazing. It's just that he's been asleep all the time, and no one bothers him. A monster like him can probably heal any injury after a good night's sleep.

Three days is fleeting. The cottage finally quieted down, except for the twitter between Yi Xiaonan and Yi Xiaobei. Fortunately, the two of them made the cottage a little angry.

Everyone was able to get out of bed and walk, and they all seemed to be out of danger for the time being. It's just that the crowd can not be suppressed for a long time, and there is an urgent need for effective treatment.

Yu Honglian stayed by Wang Shi's bedside for three days and never closed her eyes.

No one knows how many times she prayed reverently under her frosty expression.

"If I have to die someone, I can take his place. โ€

"How can he die, if he wants to stand at the pinnacle of the world? He should have caused so much jealousy, but he didn't deserve to die. You can be unfair to God, but you can't be unjust to Him. โ€

"He must like me, maybe very shallow, very light, maybe he doesn't dare, but he likes me after all, so he came to save me. โ€

"I could tell from the look in his eyes that he cared about me, otherwise he wouldn't have smiled at me when he saw me. He was smiling at that time, and it was so beautiful. โ€

"He must be a ...... who likes me"

"I- I like him very much, I love him!"

"So he can't die in front of me, never. โ€

The sunlight shines obliquely, exuding the unique laziness of autumn, and the window lattice divides it into countless wisps, which fall in front of the meditated fish red lotus, forming a beautiful silhouette.

Originally, Yu Honglian was an extremely beautiful woman. Ice is like frost and snow, bright like lotus blooming, jade is cold and noble, lonely and peerless. No matter who she compares to, she has her own unique temperament.

The tears that had been stored in my eyes for a long time slipped down, and they were cooler than the autumn rain.

Yu Honglian didn't move, as if she didn't feel that she was crying, she just looked at Wang Shi and didn't dare to blink. She desperately suppressed her feelings and made herself look as cold as before. She wanted to find something to replace it, so that her mind was not on Wang Shi, but she couldn't do it anyway.

Wang Shi's fingers moved slightly, and then he opened his eyes.

Yu Honglian panicked, turned her head, wiped away her tears, maintained her cold expression, looked at Wang Shi, and did not speak.

At all times, her hard, cold exterior was her defense, strong enough to withstand anyone. She has a much crueler life experience than Wang Shi, and she has always believed that no one will break through this defense except her mother, but now she is defeated.

Even with her eyes, Yu Honglian didn't dare to move.

Looking at a person's face, from top to bottom, looking carefully, looking at the ravines and dust above, it is undoubtedly a recall of what has happened. The feeling of being lost and regained is the most tearful.

Wang Shi looked at Yu Honglian and didn't hide this time.

In this life, where can you hide?

Two people, only three feet apart, looked at each other like this, and felt like people from two worlds, and they couldn't touch each other when they stretched out their hands.

Yu Honglian's tears still flowed, she endured it and didn't cry.

There was no expression on his face, just tears sliding slowly.

I don't know if it's sad or joyful, she wants to cry now, but she can't cry, she can only endure it. But she couldn't escape, she could only face it. She is still an alpine ice lotus, cold and arrogant.

Wang Shi sat up, leaned forward, helped Yu Honglian wipe away her tears, and said, "It's okay if you're okay." โ€

Yu Honglian smiled, and the smile was ugly, because her face was full of tears.

It's obvious that I'm crying a lot, but I'm going to laugh a lot, how can it not be ugly?

She likes Wang Shi very much, and Wang Shi likes her, but what can she do? What can she do?

Wang Shi helped her wipe her tears, which may be a luxury in the future. In this life, maybe it's just this once.

It is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes.

Yu Honglian didn't cry, she didn't cry, she stood up, away from Wang Shi, choked, and forced herself to say, "I'm fine, thank you." โ€

A word of thanks, a line was finally drawn, and neither of them could cross it again. The farthest distance in this world is the politeness of two people.

Yu Honglian turned around and left.

Wang Shi looked at it in a daze, forgetting to chase it.

Just catch up, so what?

Hate yourself for being cowardly?

It's really cowardly, after so many years, I think I'm a lot stronger, but I'm still vulnerable. When my friend died, I would cry bitterly, when Master died, I would still cry bitterly, and I would be decadent; now that Yu Honglian was leaving, I didn't even have the courage to catch up.

Catch up, give someone a promise, and then work hard to fulfill it? No matter what, he will never fail Ning Yi and Yu Honglian at the same time?

Wang Shi didn't know how to do it, and Yu Honglian didn't know how to do it.

Both are top smart people, and neither knows what to do at this point.

There may be regrets in the future, or regrets for life, but they have made a decision now, and the future is already doomed, and there is no if.

Wang Shi couldn't jump out of that question: If you like it, do you really have to be swayed by other things?

Likes this kind of thing, you can't quantify.

One person can like two flowers at the same time, so why can't he like two people at the same time? It's good to be unswerving, but is this true for everyone? People are different after all.

If a man likes two women at the same time, and these two women like two men in their own right, if they both live together, is this kind of thing funny? Men like men, and women like women, is this kind of thing funny? Is it unethical that it must be ugly? Is it true that ethics have always existed?

At the end of the day, ethics is something created by existence. Many of the norms are also forced out by survival.

The eternal theme of survival always restricts many things. This is a law that must be obeyed in life, and what power does man have to break such a law?

Needless to say, the current Wang Shi, even if it is the future Wang Shi, who can figure out such a question in the long river of history?

All Wang Shi could do was look at the countless rays of light, and his hanging hand never let go.

Such a beautiful silhouette, but there are tears on his face.

The silhouette in the autumn sun is beautiful.

Fish red lotus is very good-looking, very good-looking, very good-looking.

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The snow was very large, and it became a white, vast city, and only a few rice-grain-like figures walked on this white, which seemed extraordinarily quiet.

Very warm stove with a faint aroma.

Even the fallen pillar of the Yanyu Building, immersed in the girl's rouge all year round, also has a smoky aroma at this time, and ordinary sandalwood is incomparable.

No one is looking for trouble anymore, not only that, Yanyu Building has been built by some well-intentioned people, but Aunt Hong has no intention of going back, and now she is lying in the small room like this, closing her eyes and counting the days.

"Spring flowersโ€”"

"Aunt Hong, today is seventeen. Chunhua said with a smile.

"How many times?"

"The first few spring flowers won't be annoying. โ€

"In this world, only parents don't bother their children, how can there be children who don't bother their parents? Chunhua, is there anything happy today, are you so happy?"

"Aunt Hong, do you want to listen?" Chunhua obviously couldn't wait to tell others about the joy in her heart.

"Tell me about it?"

"He, won the Seven Great Dynasties!" With very few words, Chunhua can think of a lot of things, and many pictures will appear in front of her, all about the heroic young man, like a hero of the world.

"Then you should indeed be happy. Aunt Hong said with a smile.

"He's going to save Sister Yu, of course Sister Yu is worth his rescue, whether he can save it or not, Sister Yu must be very happy, not to mention that he succeeded! If I was also arrested, I don't know if he would come to save me like this......" Chunhua suddenly lowered her head, her face full of loss.

Aunt Hong pulled Chunhua over, touched her hair very dotingly, and said softly: "Chunhua, you are really beautiful, do you know?"

Chunhua just said "um", lowered her head and took the red thread around her fingers, hiding her careful thoughts.

"Who wouldn't like a pretty girl like you?"

"It's impossible for all men in the world to like me. โ€

"But you know he likes you. โ€

"He likes him, I like mine. Chunhua remembered what she had said, stood up, and said in a rage: "Who cares about him! From now on, I swear that I will never inquire about him again!"

Aunt Hong laughed happily and said, "Our spring flowersโ€”but the most beautiful girl in the world!"