Chapter 119: Affection is hard to share

Nie Ya's words deeply touched Lin Wanwan's heart, she always felt in her heart that Su Jin was ambitious and wanted to expand the territory, and took advantage of the turmoil in Nanling to take advantage of it, but she never thought that Su Jin's move was not to save the people of Nanling in danger.

She is always accustomed to measuring what he does by the gain and loss of interests, and everything she sees is where the benefits are, but she ignores the place of love and righteousness, just like when she learned that he had done a lot of money in the name of Xuanjilou over the years, the first thing she thought of was not what he did to the people, but the purpose of his doing. She has learned the way of benevolence and benevolence since she was a child, but it was not until this moment that she understood that she was talking about the avenue and righteousness, but in terms of practice, she was not as good as Su Jin.

Lin Wanwan's heart turned a thousand times, and after being silent for a long time, she slowly spoke: "The words of the two sisters have benefited Wanwan a lot, and it has also made the dusty heart like a mirror. ”

Nie Ya took her hand, patted it twice, and raised her eyebrows: "You and Gongzi are both extremely smart people, I believe that you will work together to create a peaceful and prosperous world for Nanling." ”

Create a peaceful and prosperous world......

Nie Ya's last sentence was like a breeze coming suddenly, brushing through the eyebrows and eyes of memory, blowing open the poetry of the years, and the past was like a ray of warm sun, shining into Lin Wanwan's heart-

"May the three of us, walk together in the future, see the flowers all the way, establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations!"

"Okay, then we will agree to overcome obstacles together in the future and create a peaceful and prosperous world."

"Once the appointment is established, the mountains are unimpeded, take this as a promise, do not fall into the ambition of the clouds, and shoulder to shoulder with the top of the peaks."

Thinking of this, the corners of Lin Wanwan's lips bent, a bright color rippled between her eyebrows and eyes, and she bowed her head to Nie Ya and said: "Sister Shuang, don't worry, in this world, the sea will be clear and the four seas will be peaceful." ”

Because, we have long been united in our minds, and our original intentions are like a rock.

The glittering brilliance emanating from Lin Wanwan's eyebrows and eyes made Nie Ya feel a deep sense of trust from the bottom of her heart, just as Su Jingqian rescued her, taught her to forbear, and told her that one day she would be able to get together with her relatives, she also chose trust without hesitation, that kind of strategizing calmly, indifference in handling things, and determination in her chest, all made her respect from the bottom of her heart.

The two wandered all the way again, Lin Wanwan looked at the house not far away, seemed to suddenly remember something, immediately raised her eyebrows, and asked with a smile: "Second sister, I heard that you and the son of the Jiang family had a marriage contract, now that you are here, why don't you go and meet the old man?" He should also be in the Zhuangzi. ”

Nie Ya was slightly stunned, and then smiled indifferently, "It's just some old things, so why mention it again." Five years ago, he thought I was dead, but now, time has passed, and at his age, he is afraid that he has already started a family, and even if we meet again, we will not be able to change the direction of fate, but will only increase each other's troubles, regret and remorse. The hand may not be white-headed, and the acquaintance is already signed. ”

A few points Feihong passed over his head, the sound was like a cracked silk, and the mourning was in his heart, Nie Ya looked up, and in those eyes full of light sorrow, there seemed to be countless unforgettable pasts, bursts of loss, faint sadness, and more of a shallow helplessness after the dust settled.

The world is impermanent, everything is dust.

"Second sister......" Lin Wanwan saw Nie Ya's sad expression, her throat choked, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad in her heart.

How tricky fate is, the person who is in love has not yet waited for Prime Minister Bai to embrace, and it is difficult to complain about his feelings. The deceased lives in another way, but the living think that the Yiren have passed away, and it is difficult to meet again in this life, so they can only dream about it. In fact, it is not a waste to be able to meet in the three thousand red dust, but it is difficult to share affection after all.

Life is in a hurry, how many encounters can have a beginning and an end, how many people are willing to foam with each other, and how many people are willing to stop, willing to carry the torch and face the wind, just to protect the half acre of Fangtang in their hearts?

Since ancient times, only the word "love" is the most stumbling, perhaps some people, like a dream bubble, difficult to keep together, some memories, should be scattered with the years into dust, too obsessed with the past, it may not be a blessing.

Lin Wanwan held Nie Ya's hand tightly, with a hint of guilt and apology in her eyes, regretting that she had inadvertently uncovered the scar in Nie Ya's heart.

Nie Ya noticed the remorse in her eyes, smiled at her, and comforted her: "Don't worry about me, even if the night is long, I still firmly believe that as long as I have hope, I will be fearless, and there will be light in the future." What was lost may be gained in another form, and regrets will eventually become a thing of the past. There are cracks in everything, and those cracks are where the light comes in. ”

Lin Wanwan's heart was shocked, Nie Ya's words were like a pebble, stirring up a thousand waves in her heart, making her feel deeply.

Yes, as long as there is a field of flowers in the heart, even if the years are barren, it can grow tenaciously in the dark, and one day it will be fragrant.

"Xiaoya?" A slightly excited voice came from behind Lin Wanwan and Nie Ya.

Seeing Nie Ya's fingertips trembling slightly, Lin Wanwan had already guessed the identity of the person behind her.

A glimmer of hope suddenly rose in Lin Wanwan's heart, turned her eyes back, and asked with a smile, "Gongzi Jiang?" ”

The man in front of him was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a long figure, wearing a green cloth robe, with long hair tied behind his head with a hairpin, and his face was handsome, quite elegant.

Jiang Hengyu couldn't help but be stunned when she saw Lin Wanwan who was smiling deeply, the light in her eyes suddenly dimmed a little, and she said suspiciously: "I have never met the girl in Xia, I don't know why the girl knows me, dare to ask the girl?" ”

Lin Wanwan looked at Nie Ya, who was a little hasty, and immediately smiled, raised her eyebrows and asked, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you are here, are you here to find Nie Ya?" ”

Jiang Hengyu looked at this fairy-colored girl and nodded honestly, "Yes, I have been looking for her for a long time. ”

After finishing speaking, Jiang Hengyu's gaze fell on the purple figure, which contained too many complex emotions, including deep affection that was difficult to hide, melancholy after the vicissitudes of life, and joy after being lost and regained, all kinds of emotions were intertwined, and turned into a scorching expectation in an instant.

Seeing him look like this, Lin Wanwan already knew in her heart, her eyebrows bent, she touched Nie Ya who was still stunned with her arm, and whispered: "Second sister, it seems that your light has never left you." ”

Nie Ya was stunned when she heard this, took a deep breath, and then turned around a little stiffly, and looked at Jiang Hengyu, at that moment, both of them saw a trace of unconcealable longing in each other's eyes, as well as the indelible affection of the vicissitudes of life.

"Jiang Hengyu's name is taken from "The Chronicle of Long Things": "A gentleman is like a gentleman, and Yuyao is a feather coat." 」