The dark alley, across the street, is the raging fire of the Qian Mansion.

The firelight danced, driving the shadows of the branches to dance like claws.

Under the shadow of the tree, a young girl stood quietly at the mouth of the alley. Half of his face reflected the light of a dancing fire, and half of his face was covered with the shadow of a branch.

Like a weak and timid fawn, the girl took a small step forward, revealing her eyes.

The eyes are fixed on Gao Ming, like the softest water surface in autumn, hiding all fragility under the calm of the surface.

Looking at such a pair of eyes, Gao Ming felt that his heartbeat suddenly stopped.

Gao Ming was scared and took half a step forward. He opened his mouth, but he was too scared to spit out.

Miss Qian was braver, took another step, then the second step, the third step, and finally, walked smoothly towards Gao Ming.

Gao Ming was timid, stiffly took two or three steps forward, and met him.

Miss Qian smiled and said, "Are you here to find me......"

But before he finished speaking, tears suddenly slipped out, and tears instantly covered his face.

Miss Qian covered her face and cried.

"I still can't fool myself......"

Miss Qian cried, her voice getting louder and louder, from the low whimper at the beginning, to the howling cry at the end.

Gao Ming looked nervously, hesitated to reach out to comfort, but shrank back timidly.

Miss Qian cried bitterly for a while, wiped the tears from her face, and asked with a sob, "I heard it all." You did all of this, didn't you?"

Gao Ming opened his mouth, but still didn't make a sound.

Hate this damn cowardice!

Miss Qian pointed to the corpse of the old farmer's daughter on the side, sobbed and asked, "You're actually here for her, aren't you?"

Yes and no.

Gao Ming wanted to explain, but when the qi reached his throat, he didn't know how to explain it.

Miss Qian looked at him quietly, waiting, but saw Gao Ming bowing his head and being speechless.

Miss Qian became anxious: "You speak!"

“......”

Miss Qian became more and more anxious, and her voice became louder and louder: "You said something!"

“......”

Miss Qian screamed angrily: "You explain!"

Interpretation...... What do you explain? I really did it myself!

Explanation?Deception?

Gao Ming felt that his whole body was weak, as if the qi in his entire chest cavity had been emptied, and it seemed that even the skeleton of his body had dispersed.

Miss Qian looked at Gao Ming's dejected and silent appearance, became desperate, and slapped Gao Ming in the face fiercely.

Gao Ming didn't move.

Miss Qian turned around, kept wiping the tears from her face, and ran into the darkness.

In the deep darkness, there was the cry of Miss Qian's drifting away, but getting louder and louder.

Gao Ming stood quietly for a moment, and sat down on the side of the road in a dejected manner, his eyes dilated and lost all color.

Gao Ming exhaled deeply, his eyes were still loose, and he opened his mouth to call, "Come out." ”

The tone is very light and the voice is not loud.

Zeng Jiaoxi walked out of the shadows, and looked at Gao Ming quietly from a short distance.

Gao Ming didn't look at him, as if talking to himself, but asked, "Do you want to build a foundation?"

Zeng Jiaoxi was stunned for a moment, a flash of ecstasy flashed in his eyes, but he calmly asked, "What?"

Gao Ming said lightly: "Protect her until she arrives at the Jingshi Academy." Tell her that I am at the Beijing Normal School. Don't force her, wait for her, protect her, until you escort her to the Jingshi Academy. Do you understand?"

Zeng Jiaoxi's eyes flashed: "I understand." However, this doesn't seem to be something that can be done in a short period of time, does it? What if she refuses to go to the Jingshi Academy?"

Gao Ming said calmly, "She will go." You protect her until she goes. She arrived safely at the Jingshi Academy, and I will pass you on Jindan Avenue. ”

Zeng Jiaoxi's voice was irrepressibly excited: "Jin Dan...... Boulevard?!"

Gao Ming's voice was still calm: "How, it's a good deal, right?"

Zeng Jiaoxi smiled on his face, even though he knew that the other party was not looking at him, and he couldn't see it.

"Deal!"

Gao Ming took out a porcelain bottle, handed it out, and instructed: "This is a healing potion, you take it, let her drink it on time, and adjust her body as soon as possible." She fell from her horse, wounded. ”

Zeng Jiaoxi stepped forward, took the porcelain vase, turned around and walked towards the alley.

Before disappearing into the darkness, Zeng Jiao Xi stopped and said, "Don't worry." ”

"Hmm. Gao Ming agreed softly, with infinite tiredness in his voice: "Please." ”

Zeng Jiaoxi nodded. Regardless of whether Gao Ming saw it or not, he strode out of the alley.

Zeng Jiaoxi went in the direction where Miss Qian ran away, and the speed was very fast, and he soon disappeared at the entrance of the alley.

Gao Ming stood up, turned around and walked to the dead old farmer's daughter, and looked down quietly, stunned.

A tall horse walked over from the entrance of the alley, walked to Gao Ming's side, and rubbed Gao Ming affectionately.

Gao Ming raised his hand, stroked the horse's neat mane, and still silently looked at the woman who was getting cool in the night breeze.

After a moment of silence, he stepped forward, picked up the woman, and put her on horseback.

Then he turned on his horse and rode away.

The moon sets on the hills, and the sparse starlight falls on the uninhabited village.

Gao Ming rode alone on the horse, gently stroked the mane on the horse's neck, and whispered, "Let's never be idle anymore, okay?"

"Let's go find the little sister, and don't worry about anything else. ”

The horses gallop, the hooves of the horses are flying, and the night wind is howling.

The whispers drifted in the wind, torn apart by the wind.

"Don't be nosy anymore!"

......

When the moon sets and the sun rises, a lonely figure and a lonely horse are companions, walking on the vast land with one person and one ride.

It's like a silent ranger, but he doesn't hear anything, and his eyes only look at the road in front of him.

He wore a light cloak and a hood on his head, hiding his entire face in it.

He always rushed to the road alone, and even deliberately avoided everyone, and few pedestrians on the road had a chance to hear him.

Along the way, they were clothed in wind and dust, wearing sunshine and starlight. I don't know how many miles I walked, but the pedestrians on the road gradually became scarcer, and the victims on the road gradually saw less.

The already vast land is even more desolate.

Pull down the hood and brush away a cloud of dust, tear off the mask and shake off a layer of loess. Take out the water bladder, moisten your dry lips, and feed the hard-working horses.

Looking up, a desolate small village and town, a few families.

A dilapidated but decent inn stood on the side of the avenue, with wine flags waving in the wind, and simple ornaments proudly flaunting in the summer sun.

Gao Ming put away the water bladder, buttoned up the hood and mask, and patted the horse under him.

The steed trotted toward the inn.

A red sun was big and round, stretched out behind this man and horse. The yellow sand in the sky is coated with a layer of golden glow of the setting sun.

An elongated shadow swayed, approaching the silent group of shadows.