Years of Hua Xu

Looking at Lan Jueshu's back, Duanmuyan felt an impulse in his heart, and he blurted out the words that had been circling in his heart for many years: "If you hadn't saved me back then, you wouldn't have accidentally broken both of your legs because you saved Suifeng. If we meet now," Duanmuyan's voice was blown away by the wind: "Can we start again?"

Lan Jueshu's figure paused for a moment, but he didn't look back.

The cold voice was sent back by the wind: "There is no if in the world. Even if we meet again, so what?"

Although it was the wrong time, but most importantly - because you are not the right person...

What's more, you have done enough, no matter how much resentment you have, you will heal it, so I don't blame you anymore.It's just that if I don't treat you like this, I don't know how to face myself.

The person who crippled brother's leg was actually me.

I couldn't help it, so I begged my brother to let me go out to play.

It was also me who was playful and went to the forbidden area to see the Holy Son of the previous generation, and even saved you who knew you had an unknown origin.

What's more, I was useless, I couldn't even bear a few sticks. When my brother threw himself on me, I didn't have the strength to push him away in time.The guard who executed the sentence couldn't hold back his strength and hit the elder brother's knee.

So, it's all because of me that elder brother can't stand up again in this life.

No matter how difficult it is, as long as I can protect my brother, no matter how much beyond my ability, no matter how many people I hurt, I will never hesitate.

Although there was no need to court Su Biluo anymore, Lan Jueshu habitually climbed over the wall and entered Liuyuan in the middle of the night, but accidentally saw Su Biluo and Murongqing arguing about something.

Lan Jueshu was pacing leisurely, and the light snow fell on his shoulders.

When the door of the study was pushed open, it was as clear as mountains and rivers entering the world of mortals.

The study room was covered with floor heating, and the whole room was warm and cozy. Su Biluo and Murong Qing sat on both sides of the study room, with serious faces as if two armies were confronting each other.

"Xiaoqing, did he bully you again?" Lan Jueshu curled up her lips, feeling that Su Biluo was bored to the point of teasing people again.

"Hey, what are you talking about? How can such an upright and kind-hearted young man bully others?" Su Biluo spread her hands innocently, her body crooked and shapeless sitting on the grand master's chair.

"Brother Lan, help me and avenge me, okay?" Murong Qing was emotional,

"What's wrong?" Although Lan Jueshu was still in a state of confusion, he still gently comforted Murong.

"Brother Lan, the hatred of destroying the family is irreconcilable, I want to kill Duanmu's family!" Murong Qing's eyes were filled with anger.

"Kill them all? How do you kill them? What do you use to kill them?" Supporting his head with one hand, Su Biluo fiddled with the copper ring on the hand stove with his fingertips, laughing.

"Yes, my body has been broken, and I alone cannot kill the Duanmu family." The sad and desperate expression on Murong Qing's face made the two of them feel guilty.

Su Biluo fiddled with the stove, constantly calculating in her heart.

Lan Jueshu's heart was a little soft, and he comforted him: "Since they are all out, why don't you live well? I will give you a sum of money to protect you from the city. You can live the life you want to live incognito."

Su Biluo yawned a little, she was really busy and tired recently.

Have you asked mere opinions on the one over there that depicts the vista to the point of spitting?Who allowed the child to remain anonymous? ? ?

But Su Biluo didn't say anything, just quietly looked at the two negotiating.