The world is prosperous, come alone for Qinghan

Watching Shen Qinghan walking towards him like this, every step he took seemed to be stepping on the tip of his heart, Mo Nanfeng forced himself to pull out a smile, but the corners of his mouth just lifted a little bit, and his heart A certain part seemed to be pulled up and pulled out forcefully, the pain was so painful that I almost dropped two teardrops.

Shen Qinghan said, "Let's go here, thank you for taking care of you these past ten years, I don't know how to repay you, it seems too hypocritical to promise the next life, I..."

"I want an afterlife." Mo Nanfeng still stubbornly refused to let go of his hand, his words were humble and pitiful.

"..." Shen Qinghan lowered his eyes, if you say that he is not the type who is sour and talkative, sometimes he even hears Ying Siyin talking too much, and he can't help but turn around and scold him A few words.

Promises are actually quite useless. Everyone is sincere when they say it, but what about after that?

Whoever fails to keep everything will change his mind first, and whoever fails to keep everything will give up first.

Shen Qinghan is used to thinking a lot, with delicate and sensitive thoughts. A careless movement of others may interpret a lot of meaning in his eyes. If the person standing here today and saying this to him is Ying Siyin, then the other party will surely It takes a sneer to finish it off.

Originally, he had a clear conscience, but he always felt that it was inappropriate not to give an explanation after inheriting the friendship of the past ten years, so he reached out and took out a white jade from his bosom.

This Yu Mo Nanfeng recognizes that when a son of a family in the Central Plains is born, the parents of the family will choose a piece of high-quality jade for the child to wear since childhood. The higher the status, the better the quality of the jade. This is a kind of beautiful spiritual sustenance. It can also be regarded as a kind of amulet for peace in disguise.

This kind of jade is owned by Shen Qinghan, Mo Nanfeng and Mu Feiyun.

Mu Feiyun didn't care about it, and the jade didn't mean much to him.

The first time Mo Nanfeng saw Shen Qinghan, he forcibly broke his piece in half, and then forced the other half.

Shen Qinghan's jade has never been taken out. He is different from Mo Nanfeng and Mu Feiyun. Things that others don't care about are the only ones for him. The Shen family is gone. This jade has no meaning for him. In other words, it is the entire Shen family.

When putting the jade pendant that still had his own body temperature in Mo Nanfeng's hands, Shen Qinghan could feel the trembling from his fingertips.

"Take this jade, does it mean that in this life, you and I will have nothing to do with each other?" The jade pendant fell into the palm of his hand, it was very light, but also very heavy. Mo Nanfeng asked such a sentence lightly, and the words fell into the deep In Qinghan's ears, it was equally light and heavy, Mo Nanfeng said, "Qinghan, will you agree to any request I make at this time?"

Just to be able to leave without worries, so do you want to use this method to draw a clear line?

Shen Qinghan raised his eyes, looked straight into Mo Nanfeng's eyes indifferently and said, "This is the best choice for everyone."

"So I don't even have the right to choose?"

"It's my choice."

"No regrets?"

"Regret is also self-inflicted."

Mo Nanfeng tightened his fingers, he held the jade pendant firmly in his palm, and then said cheerfully and fearlessly, "Okay, man, we can take it and let it go, this time if you want to leave, I won't stop you , I don’t regret being able to love you for the past ten years, but if you give this jade pendant to someone else, you have to keep your promise in the next life, and you can’t just leave with someone else.”

"..." After three seconds of silence, Shen Qinghan really couldn't say anything about this life and the next life, so he could only grit his teeth and nod his head in the end, which was regarded as a promise.

It's just that the head on this side just lowered, and Mo Nanfeng on the other side couldn't help but pull him into his arms and hug him tightly.

After exerting all his strength, Shen Qinghan only felt that his eyes were darkened, and his whole body was tightly wrapped by a warmth. Mo Nanfeng had never dared to hug him like this before, but this time he used a lot of effort. With great strength, the injuries on Shen Qinghan's body have not fully healed, and the sudden tear was heartbreaking, but he insisted on gritting his teeth and did not make a sound, letting Mo Nanfeng go.

Hug it, it's the last time anyway.

Thinking of this, Shen Qinghan reached out and patted Mo Nanfeng's back, but before he could say the word 'I'm sorry', he heard him close to his ear, bringing the ten-year-old scolded to hide. Said in a crying voice in the straw pile.

"You lied, Shen Qinghan, you lied."

What past life and present life.

It's all bullshit.

Mo Nanfeng only wanted Shen Qinghan, and he obviously only wanted Shen Qinghan in this life.

But he couldn't wait anymore. The little boy in Kunlun Mountain that year would never go back.

No one can show up and make him fall in love so much for another ten years.

Shen Qinghan is leaving.

Shen Qinghan was going to leave with someone else.

Shen Qinghan will never come back again.

Mo Nanfeng's heart ached to death.

Obviously feeling the emotions from the other party's body, Shen Qinghan raised his hand and dropped it powerlessly. Mo Nanfeng exhausted all his strength to bid farewell to the past, but he was like a puppet, letting others hold him, Letting others talk, the other party's tears even wet his right shoulder, but he still remained expressionless.

Stupid, unable to cry, with no red eyes, like a puppet without emotion.

How can there be a good farewell in this world? In the end, Mo Nanfeng dragged Shen Qinghan to life and refused to let go. Wasn't it also separated by Ying Siyin's vivid hands in the end?That majestic and majestic young man who could stand in Kunlun Mountain's "Wind Spirit Teaching Hall" in front of so many people and say that he likes Shen Qinghan is now clutching the sleeve of the person he likes, crying It's a mess.

Seeing that someone in Jibei couldn't stand it anymore and stood up first, Mu Feiyun immediately ran forward to stop Mo Nanfeng from letting him go forward.

Mo Nanfeng didn't struggle or push people this time, as if he had no strength, Mu Feiyun stopped him and stopped him, and he just covered his face and knelt on the ground crying bitterly, like a three-year-old who lost his candy child.

Compared to being able to vent emotions here, looking at Shen Qinghan over there is even more frightening.

Expressionless, trembling all over, as if suddenly stunned, just opened his eyes like this, not saying or doing anything, a living person suddenly lost his soul, and he couldn't come back after committing a crime fault.

Ying Siyin only probed Shen Qinghan's neck veins with his fingers, then pointed down, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in his arms in a drowsy state.

"Is this what you call the best choice?" Han Li asked Sima Weihou somewhat incomprehensibly.

"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. This is definitely the best choice."

"Don't you think it's wicked to torment two children like this?"

"There are things in this world that are a thousand times more important than falling in love. Shen Qinghan just chose the one he thinks is right. He's right, and I don't think it's wicked." Sima Weihou turned his head and cast a wink at Han Li , and then said, "You will understand in the future, the benefits of doing things soberly and rationally, and never acting emotionally will be reflected in all aspects of the future."

This is Shen Qinghan's path, so let Shen Qinghan go on his own.

Mo Nanfeng cried a lot and let it go. The next day should be lived or not. Sadness and sadness can only be a few days, and then when he thinks about Shen Qinghan, he may feel a little bit reluctant, or It's a bit chilling, but the pain of the wound will pass, even if it's so severe that pus festers, it's just a matter of prolonging the wound for a few more days.

Once the injury is healed, it will be completely healed.

There will be no more pain in the future.

On the contrary, Shen Qinghan fell into a serious illness without making a sound. He had a high fever for half a month, and even Ying Siyin suspected that if the child continued to be sick like this, he would recover on his own.

He was able to get out of bed and walk around, eat and talk, and tried to hold things with his left hand. His mood seemed very stable without any discomfort.

Gu Ze laughed while swinging on the swing, looking at Shen Qinghan who practiced sword with his left hand in the yard. Although the posture was awkward, it could be seen that he was trying to adapt.

Han Li also made a trip to Northern Hebei. Marquis Sima Wei waved his fan to admire Shen Qinghan's "elegant" figure, while he quietly made tea carefully.

Gu Ze shook his head and said with a smile, "This Shen Qinghan is too heartless, Mo Nanfeng was so sad that day, why didn't he react at all?"

Han Li boiled the water for the first time, and he twisted some fine salt with his fingers and sprinkled it into the teapot, "Then what do you want to do to him? Make a fuss every day? Drag our Lord Hou to cry every day No end? If so, why did he follow him back? Wouldn't it be nice to just follow Mo Nanfeng away?"

"That's what you say." Gu Ze smiled and waved his hands, "But after all, it's been ten years, so I should be a little sad. It's more normal to shed a few tears secretly at night than it looks like now."

Sima Weihou said, "How do you know that he didn't shed tears at night?"

"Brother Sima, I don't mean anything else." Gu Zexiao jumped off the swing, and sat down beside Sima Weihou with his hands holding his chin. His interest seemed not as high as it was a few days ago. Weary, like a vibrant young sapling beaten by frost, "I'm just afraid that Shen Qinghan will make trouble if he holds back like this. Although it is said that everyone is a family, it is clear what is in his heart My son won't tell us at all, Mo Nanfeng can cry at least, he...he didn't say a word, since he came back from his illness, I haven't heard a single word from him."

Han Li nodded in agreement and said, "It's really easy to cause problems if you hold it in like this."

"Then what can we do?" Marquis Sima Wei folded his fan and said, "Didn't Lord Hou look like this when he returned to Hebei from the imperial capital? And the situation is worse than Shen Qinghan's now, so he just found a small dark room." Shut yourself up, don't take him out for a year or so, don't leave the gate of the Marquis of Jibei for six years, isn't he still fine now?"

"So don't you think Hou Ye is abnormal compared to normal people?" Gu Zexiao put on a rhetorical pose.

Han Li continued to nod in agreement and said, "Maybe Hou Ye knew Shen Qinghan's current mood, so he let him go, but after all, people are different, and everyone's experiences and encounters are different, so you can't generalize, Hou Ye Being able to figure it out doesn't mean Shen Qinghan can figure it out, they are insiders, they can't see clearly, we are outsiders, we should help."

"Then tell me, what should we do?" Sima Weihou turned his head in Han Li's direction.

Han Li pointed at Gu Zexiao with his chin.

Gu Zexiao pointed at himself in disbelief, "Stop joking, Shen Qinghan doesn't even want to talk to me, what can I do?"

"It's not for you to do anything else, I just take people out for a walk to relax and relax." Taking a bamboo ladle and gently pushing aside the tea foam that boiled to the edge of the teapot, Han Li said slowly, "Since Shen Qinghan can go out now Come to practice the sword, it shows that he wants to understand, but there are some knots in his heart that cannot be untied, so his mind is a bit heavy, Hou Ye doesn't understand these, he just thinks that everyone is like him so that he can take care of himself. If you don’t listen to it, don’t ask about it, don’t talk about it, if things go on like this, something will happen sooner or later, so you should do something good for Lord Hou and accumulate some virtue.”

"Secondary." Sima Weihou raised his hand.

Gu Zexiao seemed to feel that he had fallen into a trap set by these two big foxes, so he pouted his mouth reluctantly.