Looking at An Lingyun, who was obediently kneeling on the bed, as if she was guilty of guilt, and her aggrieved little face, Zhuo Yang, who was looking at it, sighed quietly.

[It seems that the family composition of his own family in the future can only be a loving father and a strict mother. 】

"How's it going, does it hurt to have a headache?"

Zhuo Yang asked with concern.

"No, it doesn't hurt."

An Lingyun replied truthfully: "Then it tastes fragrant, sweet, thin and soft, and I feel warm all over my body." ”

"Gollum~"

Listening to An Lingyun's description, Zhuo Yang swallowed quietly without arguing.

I didn't even drink a sip, and I was so angry!

Zhuo Yang was so repentant at this time.

After he returned to his room, he felt thirsty, and when he was about to drink, he happened to meet his grandmother getting up for a walk, and then put it on the table.

"So, it's really that good?"

Zhuo Yang asked hesitantly.

[Not only is it delicious, but it is also very effective.] 】

At this time, An Lingyun felt that his whole body was still warm, as if he was soaking in a hot spring, and he could imagine that his broken and scarred meridians were constantly repairing.

"Well, it's delicious, it's the best wine Yun'er has ever drunk in her life."

The leader of the Anta sect did not lie, she did not drink a drop of alcohol, and she had indeed only drunk this kind of wine in her life.

[Damn, I want to drink it even more! ] 】

Zhuo Yang stared at An Lingyun, looking at the small mouth that was closed, thinking about whether the breath she was exhaling now still had a hint of wine.

Can I ......

[Bang Bang! 】

After giving himself two slaps in his heart, Zhuo Yang sighed helplessly.

"All in all, don't mess with my brother's things next time, you know."

"Well, Yun'er knows!"

An Lingyun's chick pecked at the rice and nodded.

[Anyway, I just knew, and I didn't promise not to do it again, I don't know if this guy has any good things. 】

[Anyway, he will also be my subordinate in the future, and his will be mine!] 】

In some respects, the head of the Anta sect is self-taught.

"Well, it's good to know."

This matter came to an end, Zhuo Yang looked at An Lingyun and asked softly, "Are you hungry?" ”

"Well, a little bit."

An Lingyun felt her current state, her thumb and index finger stood up, and Zhuo Yang cleaned up.

"Okay, I got it!"

Looking at An Lingyun's gesture, Zhuo Yang first smiled and nodded, and then said, "Let's go, brother, take you out to eat, otherwise you won't be hungry and won't be able to sleep at night." ”

"At night?"

An Lingyun was stunned for a moment, then looked out the window, only to find that the sky, which was still cloudy, was completely dark at this time.

"I'm ...... Slept for the day. ”

"Not so."

Zhuo Yang rolled his eyes and said, "Let's go, I really thought that the wine that my brother brought back was so delicious, fortunately it was medicinal wine, and it was quite mild, otherwise, your little stomach couldn't stand it." ”

[This guy is so long-winded. 】

An Lingyun thought helplessly, and when she was about to get out of bed, her feet suddenly went weak.

"Bang!"

Looking at An Lingyun, who was kneeling on the bed again, Zhuo Yang raised his eyebrows.

"What's wrong? Leg numbness? ”

"No, it's not."

An Lingyun shook her head in embarrassment, and then whispered: "The body is soft, and I can't use it." ”

Looking at An Lingyun's shy appearance, Zhuo Yang was stunned.

It is estimated that the medicinal wine is warming the meridians of An Lingyun, so the little girl feels that she can't exert her strength.

"Okay, okay, brother, I'll hug you!"

Zhuo Yang said, and with one hand, he picked up An Lingyun with one hand.

An Lingyun's little buttocks sat on Zhuo Yang's arms, and her arms were wrapped around Zhuo Yang's neck, feeling very embarrassed.

[Damn! Actually being held in such a shameful posture! Really! Really! It's so embarrassing! 】

An Lingyun wanted to bury her head on Zhuo Yang's shoulder, but it was even more embarrassing, so she had to hold on, with a small face, trying to pretend that she didn't care, but ......

"Tsk, Yun'er, you still have to eat more, you hug it, it's all awkward!"

"Smack!"

An Lingyun patted Zhuo Yang's shoulder lightly, and said with a calm face: "Brother, Yun'er can go by herself!" ”

A sweet and sweet breath came to his face, and Zhuo Yang almost couldn't help but inhale it with his nose.

【My wine, ah.......】

"Hahaha, okay, okay, my brother is joking, Yun'er is fleshy, it's comfortable to hug up!"

"Smack!"

An Lingyun felt that after Zhuo Yang was familiar with it, he was quite annoying!

There's a bad taste for teasing children!

......

In this way, Zhuo Yang came to the street with An Lingyun in his arms.

In the past few days, Grandma Zhuoyang has taken An Lingyun to the street when she has nothing to do, but she has never come out so late.

The street at night has a different atmosphere from the street during the day.

At least, the warm firelight made An Lingyun's eyes sparkle brightly and very smartly.

"How about Yun'er, what do you want to eat?"

Zhuo Yang asked, "If you want to eat here again, you still have to go to the restaurant in front." ”

"Well, it's good to eat here."

An Lingyun whispered: "Lively." ”

"Hmph, yes, my brother likes this atmosphere too."

Zhuo Yang smiled and said, "It's very life-like." ”

Between the words, he took An Lingyun to a wonton stall on the side of the street.

"Boss, a bowl of wontons is big and a bowl is small."

"Okay."

During this period, An Lingyun did not speak, only quietly looked at everything in front of her with her eyes.

Lively, tranquil, bustling.

Once upon a time, I also longed for such a life.

I also used to wander alone in the lively streets.

I also lingered at this kind of stall.

But then, slowly, I never had that time again.

I don't know when, I seem to be carrying more and more things.

Obviously, his power is getting bigger and bigger, and his strength is getting stronger and stronger, but he doesn't seem to live so chic, how freewheeling, facing people and things he doesn't like all day long, and trying his best to deal with those who want to harm him, and finally he still ends up in this step.

In addition to being tired, there is also a numb, lonely heart at that moment.

An Lingyun sometimes feels as if her heart is like the most terrifying and impermeable cage in the world, locked in which are the feelings she has long forgotten.

Why did you get to where you are today?

[Somewhat, boring......]

"Bang!"

An Lingyun's melancholy mood in her heart had just risen, and suddenly her head was hit by Zhuo Yang's blow not lightly.

"Oops."

More fright than pain.

"Brother, what are you doing!?"

An Lingyun glared at Zhuo Yang complainingly.

[Why is this guy so stingy, didn't he already settle the account at home just now. 】

Zhuo Yang said with a smile: "What are the children doing, showing that kind of bitter and hateful feelings, smile." ”

Looking at Zhuo Yang's warm smiling face, An Lingyun's heart was inexplicably touched, she turned her head, quietly looked at the pedestrians coming and going on the street, and suddenly spoke.

"Brother, what are you practicing for?"

"What are you practicing for?"

After Zhuo Yang listened to An Lingyun's question, he thought for a moment and said with a smile: "There is no reason, maybe, just for freedom." ”

"Freedom?"

"Well, I once read a sentence that true freedom is not to do what you want, but to do what you don't want to do, there is no reason to force you, this is true freedom."

An Lingyun was stunned.

"If you don't want to do something, no one can force me to ......"

"But brother, you say, if she is alone and has nothing, then what is the meaning of her life?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Yang was slightly stunned, looked at An Lingyun's distracted and confused eyes, was silent for a while, and said slowly.

"There is no point in living."

Hearing Zhuo Yang's such a 'deviant' answer, An Lingyun couldn't help but turn her head to look at Zhuo Yang in surprise.

And what she saw was Zhuo Yang's soft smile.

"Being alive is meaningless, but being alive can help us find something meaningful."

"It can also be said that to live is to find something meaningful to you,"

"There may be temporary loss, confusion, and mistakes, but as long as you live, you will have new hope, you will find new meaning, as long as you persevere, everything is possible."

"It's like a mediocre scholar who has read books for half his life but has achieved nothing, so is his life meaningful? It may not be in the eyes of some people, and it may also be. ”

"However, one day, this scholar realized that he did not like to read, but began to study carving, and finally became a famous master carver, so is his life meaningful?"

"There may or may not be."

Zhuo Yang said, touching An Lingyun's head.

"So, it's not really important to be alive itself, it's important to find the meaning of your life."

"Don't be in a hurry to deny your present, you are preparing for the future."

"Got it?"

An Lingyun looked at Zhuo Yang who was smiling, looking at his handsome face, gentle, as if there was a magical voice that erased all negativity.

An Lingyun subconsciously went out of his mind, and then An Lingyun, who realized it, turned his head abruptly and said in a low voice.

"Got it."

Looking at An Lingyun's appearance, Zhuo Yang was actually a little sour in his heart.

The little girl may be aware of what happened to her family.

But fortunately, I am still by her side.

"Guest officer, the wontons are here."

At this time, the shopkeeper brought two bowls of wontons, one large and one small, to the table.

"Okay, don't be in a daze, finish eating early, I'll take you somewhere else."

"Oh."

An Lingyun turned his head and looked at the front of him, steaming, fragrant, with seaweed and green onions floating in the clear soup, and one by one floating, round wontons, and looking at Zhuo Yang on the opposite side eating in full swing, inexplicably, An Lingyun felt that he was in a much better mood now.

Although I didn't live freely before, at least now, it's good.

[It's not bad to meet this guy! 】

An Lingyun thought like this and smiled sweetly at Zhuo Yang.

And after Zhuo Yang saw An Lingyun's smile, he said directly.

"Look at what, eat, finish your meal, and then look at what is in my bowl, and turn around and waste it for me if you can't finish eating."

......

To tell the truth, An Lingyun now wants to slap the wontons on Zhuo Yang's face!