He Guang Tongchen replied, "I sent you a message half a month ago, why did you come now?"

"The disciple received the letter only yesterday. Xuan Yin took out the letterhead from his cuff and handed it over.

He Guang Tongchen took it and saw that it was what he sent half a month ago, and he couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows.

Obviously, someone must have been in the way.

He looked at Huaxin and served her a bowl of soup, "I'm just worried about the situation in Qingcheng, so I'm looking for Xuan Yin to ask." ”

Huaxin drank the soup with a sullen head, and there was a sour tone in his tone, "Qingcheng's situation, Qing Ge didn't tell you?"

Who told her precious son to tell her that when she was away, a woman who looked like her often came to bother his father, and one time, his father was drunk and held her and mourned.

At the mention of Qingge, Heguang Tongchen's tongue stiffened, "I have little contact with her, and I have nothing to say when we meet." ”

"Really?" said Huaxin looked up from the soup bowl with an undisguised look of disbelief.

He Guang Tongchen raised his finger to wipe the soup stain on the corner of her lips and smiled, "Really." ”

"Okay, okay, I believe everything you say. The child-like tone of the painting heart seems to be a true believe.

He Guang Tongchen was relieved to see that she didn't ask.

Xuan Yin knew that he had spoken to Guang Tongchen, but in fact, long before he left Qingcheng, he had stabilized Qingcheng's situation, and there was nothing to worry about at all.

Even if they are worried, they have a way to exchange information, and they will never repeatedly tell her to come in person in the letter.

And most likely it won't be a good thing, otherwise he wouldn't hide it from his heart.

Seeing this, Xuan Yin didn't ask any more, and casually reported the current situation in Qingcheng to Huaxin, who saw that there was nothing important and listened to it drowsily.

After a while, she and Qing Chu fell on the shoulders of Heguang Tongchen on the left and right.

"You drugged the goddess?" Xuan Yin is a straightforward character, and he can tell the truth directly when he sees through it.

He Guang Tongchen walked into the house with the painting heart and Qing Chu, and said "um".

Xuan Yin got up and followed.

He Guang Tongchen put the painting heart on the couch, raised his palm to press her heart, and soon a red lamp emerged from her heart.

With just one glance, Xuan Yin was shocked, "Xuan Yin's light is out?"

He Guang Tongchen held the Xuanyin lamp in the palm of his hand, turned to look at Xuanyin, and did not speak.

The cold wind was whistling, and the two people who were standing opposite each other looked obscure, and the problem that Guang Tongchen had never wanted to face finally mentioned in front of Xuanyin.

Xuan Yin instantly understood why He Guang Tongchen let her come.

Except for her, no one can light the hidden lamp.

This was her fate, but she couldn't tell what was uncomfortable, maybe she had experienced the taste of freedom, and she would be afraid of the never-ending bondage.

And to her surprise, among all the emotions, reluctance to love him accounted for the vast majority.

This feeling, just like it?

But even if she liked it, she didn't dare to defile the holy Buddha in her heart.

With a hint of anticipation, she asked, "Will you still bring the Xuanyin Lantern with you in the future?"

"The Hidden Lamp must remain on the goddess. ”

"It doesn't hurt to use the disciple as the wick and not use the hard work of the goddess. ”

"If you give it to her, there is no reason to take it back. ”

He Guang Tongchen's words were very light, Xuan Yin knew that he must have done it without the painting heart, if he took back the Xuan Yin lamp, the painting heart would inevitably be suspicious.

"You like the goddess. She is the tone of a declarative sentence.

With the light and dust, just one "um" word made her feel suffocated at a loss.

Not because of the lack of a response to his liking, but because of the collapse of the holy faith in his heart.