Fu Jingnian sat next to Zhu Lingwan, leaning against the wall, looking at the stone cave at the top of the ceiling in a daze, imagining that he could touch the bright moonlight through the passage.

Mother, the child is stronger now, you wait a little longer, and we can go home.

Zhu Lingwan frowned, her body trembled, she should have had a nightmare, Fu Jingnian took her into her arms, her right hand gently smoothed her back, Zhu Lingwan's slender hands unconsciously wrapped Fu Jingnian around her waist, and a pretty face was tightly pressed against his chest, like a lazy kitten, Fu Jingnian smiled, King Kong Xiu was circulating for Zhou Tian, and a trace of warm heat came out of her body, giving Zhu Lingwan warmth.

Zhu Lingwan's delicate nose twitched, her brows gradually soothed, and her body stopped shaking.

Time slipped away quietly, in the stone room, the cold wind was cold, and it was dim, Fu Jingnian leaned against the wall quietly, looked down at Zhu Lingwan who was sleeping in his arms, snoring slightly, and suddenly realized that this woman was not as arrogant and annoying as she imagined, not only that, but at this moment, it seemed that every breath she took and every snoring seemed so beautiful.

Fu Jingnian looked at her like this, his eyes were never gentle, he forgot the time, and even forgot the yellow-faced girl

It wasn't until a long time later that Zhu Lingwan's eyelashes fluttered, then fluttered more and more, and finally slowly opened her eyes.

The two looked at each other, one gentle, the other stunned.

Fu Jingnian retracted his gaze and looked away, Zhu Lingwan was silent for a moment, and then asked softly, "Where is this?"

After thinking for a moment, Fu Jingnian shook his head and replied, "I don't know, after falling from the blood pool, I arrived here." ”

Zhu Lingwan sighed, and fell silent again, Fu Jingnian raised his head, and didn't look at her, "Actually, you girl is very good except for tsundere." ”

Zhu Lingwan sneered, "You guy is not only a little sentimental, but it's also good." ”

Fu Jingnian laughed and laughed, playing with taste: "Am I sentimental, this is the first time I've heard someone say this, how can you see it?"

Zhu Lingwan glanced at him and said lightly: "Women's intuition has always been strong. For example, every time you look at Xiaoya's gaze, you may not know that there will be a trace of guilt hidden in the depths of your eyes, and for example, every time you see the moon, you can't help but fall into a daze, looking stupid, and there are many, many things, you have revealed clues. Zhu Lingwan smiled, stared at Fu Jingnian's eyes, and said confidently: "Fu Jingnian, don't quibble, you are actually a sentimental person." ”

Fu Jingnian laughed at it.

Zhu Lingwan paused and asked curiously, "What was your past life like?"

Fu Jingnian was stunned, thought about it for a long time, and didn't know how to describe it. In the past twenty years, he suddenly felt very strange.

Because it never really belonged to Fu Jingnian for a moment.

So he could only laugh, bitterly.

"Look at you, are you not doing well there?"

"Who said that? I eat big fish and meat every day, and I wear silk and satin. The servants are like clouds, and the concubines are all beautiful. Stomp your feet, and the Great Qin Kingdom will tremble three times. Fu Jingnian said with a grin.

Zhu Lingwan was half-lying in his arms, leaning sideways, holding her cheeks with her hands, like a lazy big cat.

"So, I'm having a good time! It's very cool!" Fu Jingnian tugged at the corners of his mouth and stared blankly at the sky.

In the past 20 years, he has never dared to stop for a moment, like a wild dog; he was driven to pick up the stinking garbage heap just to find a little gluttony; the scars of the battle with the black bear in his childhood remain in his chest to this day, and he can only hide in the corner and cry alone, and he does not even dare to cry too loudly.

I thought that when I grew up, I would be able to protect the people around me, but I didn't even know that I couldn't protect the master who raised me single-handedly.

That year, the winter in Dachu was colder than ever. The wind and snow blew into the palace, the window paper rattled, but the plane tree at the entrance of the hall was extremely bright red, and he hid under the table, freezing and hungry.

The gate of Da Chu was trampled open by the Great Qin Iron Cavalry, looking at his father who was nailed to the dragon chair with an arrow, and the queen mother who was dragged away by General Daqin, Fu Jingnian cried vigorously. He didn't know what to do but cry. It was dark and cold in the room, and the wind was like a thin, sharp knife. He gritted his teeth and stuffed himself under the table to prevent the Great Qin soldiers who came in to burn and loot to find out. But my father was still trembling. Under the black and yellow dragon robe, his body trembled vigorously.

They trembled together.

At that time, Fu Jingnian wanted to scold the thief God and scold it for being cold, but he didn't dare. For he wanted to have mercy on him, and to save his father's life.

Far away, there is the sound of firecrackers and beautiful fireworks. The soldiers of the Great Qin, who had won the battle, wore bright armor and stole gold and silver from the palace, running around the streets, loudly venting their excitement about conquering a country.

Fu Jingnian hid under the table and said to his father, who was sitting in the dragon chair, Dad, you will be fine. You promised that during the Chinese New Year, we will eat dumplings, wear new clothes, and you will take me and the queen mother to see the great rivers and mountains of our Great Chu. The father didn't say anything, he looked at himself, he looked at himself, silently wept, and wept all the time. Until the last breath was swallowed.

God still didn't pity him. Fu Jingnian hid in the ice cellar-like table, motionless, listening to the sound of firecrackers outside getting louder and louder.

That day was the night of Chinese New Year's Eve.

And since that day, he has rarely shed tears.

He didn't shed tears when his life hung by a thread, he didn't shed tears when his heart was dug open by a black bear, and he didn't shed tears when he was thrown into the sea by the old man in the scorching winter.

for everything that should have flowed has been drained.

It wasn't until a long, long time later that Fu Jingnian gradually understood a truth, a thief would not reward himself with anything because of his crying. The more it tried to torment me, the more unconvinced I became. It makes me cry, and I want to laugh

"Hey, are you okay?" Zhu Lingwan stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Fu Jingnian's eyes, and asked worriedly.

Fu Jingnian's eyes were a little damp, he shook his head with a forced smile, signaled that he was fine, and looked at Zhu Lingwan, who was lying in his arms with a nervous expression.

He suddenly laughed.

The stone chamber is small and empty.

But it's warm.

Because there are two people.

ps: If you think about it carefully, I haven't asked for anything since I wrote the book, one is that I don't like it, and the other is that I don't have a face. On a whim today, just ask for it.

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