"Think carefully." Qi Jue hugged Su Mingyu's neck, narrowing his eyes comfortably: I'll wait for you.

"No, just a little injury."

Qi Jue's clothes were stained with blood, the injury is not serious, nor is it small.

Su Mingyu bent down and motioned for him to come up: "You're welcome."

Qi Jue did not refuse this time.He wanted to get close to Su Mingyu and approach him in his own way.But if Su Mingyu can take the initiative, he can feel that Su Mingyu cares about him even more, and even think strangely that maybe he thinks too much, he just hasn't adapted to open his heart to others.

Su Mingyu carried Qi Jue on his back, it wasn't heavy, and he didn't know how he picked up such a heavy sword.

Qi Jue put his hands on Su Mingyu's shoulders, feeling his thin shoulder blades and back, as if touching his past that was separated by tens of thousands of mountains.The Su family will not treat him badly, but these years he has been disturbed by nightmares every night, and he has never really slept peacefully.

Qi Jue felt more affectionate in his heart, reached out and patted his shoulder lightly: "Are you tired?" He had already made a decision, but he still said in a proposing tone: "I'll come down, let's delay The wounds should be healed in a while. Then we have to bring the firewood back."

"We've only walked a few steps." Su Mingyu thought it was funny, "Am I so delicate in your heart?"

"Maybe." Qi Jue laughed when he realized that he didn't even take ten steps.He coughed lightly, and said in a low voice: "Actually, it doesn't matter how delicate you are, and I won't let you do rough work. Just be a good housekeeper for me with peace of mind."

Su Mingyu raised his voice a bit, and smiled meanly: "It's a good idea to lie to me to be your good housekeeper. Can you afford me? No matter how I say it, I'm still the young master of the Dianzhou governor's family."

"The Qi family in Huai City is as rich as an enemy country." Qi Jue said softly, "I am the only son in my family, and I can give you whatever I want."

For the first time, Su Mingyu tasted a hint of sweetness from the arrogance in Qi Jue's bones, and joked along with his words: "Then I have to think about it."

"Think carefully." Qi Jue hugged Su Mingyu's neck, narrowing his eyes comfortably: "I'll wait for you."

The setting sun sank into the distant mountains, and the mountain road ahead was no longer rough and muddy. Su Mingyu and Qi Jue gathered firewood and went back together.Chang Shuo and Hua Mianyue didn't catch any hunting, and finally caught a few fish by the stream.

Bai Chuqing was still leaning against the tree, his complexion was very ugly, a little bluish and white, it was hard to ignore.

"The wound opened again." Su Mingyu patted Qi Jue's shoulder, and said in a flat tone, "If you hadn't insisted on leaving by yourself later, it would indeed have healed now."

Qi Jue knew he was wrong, and smiled helplessly: "Who makes me love my wife more."

"Don't dare." Su Mingyu had a half-smile on Su Mingyu's face, and the words he said were a bit like gnashing of teeth.

Qi Jue chuckled a few times, and when Su Mingyu finished taking the medicine and Qi Jue sat aside to light the fire, he finally saw a clear and pale face: "Brother, are you alright?"

Bai Chuqing didn't answer, Qi Jue thought that he didn't even have the strength to speak, so he couldn't help but get a little nervous, and quickly walked up to him: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Qi Jue wanted to check the temperature of his forehead with the back of his hand, but Bai Chuqing swung him off.

He frowned subconsciously, and looked at Bai Chuqing for no reason.

"Didn't you have a great time chatting with others, come here after I die." Bai Chuqing looked at Qi Jue, her eyes were mostly red.

Perhaps it was because Bai Chuqing's scarlet eye circles were too glaring, Qi Jue patiently explained: "I was treating the wound just now."

"It's just a small injury, you've never been so delicate before." Bai Chuqing was very dissatisfied with his answer, complaining sadly as if immersed in some emotion.

Qi Jue looked at Bai Chuqing, and watched calmly for a long time, until Bai Chuqing looked away uncomfortably, realizing something wrong in what he said.

Qi Jue didn't have this purpose, he just suddenly felt that he had never understood Bai Chuqing a few years ago.

That's why he was so disappointed when he learned that Bai Chuqing regarded himself as an imaginary enemy.

Qi Jue remained silent for a while, as if he was in a shabby room with drafts on all sides, and the draft whizzed past his face.It was cold, as if it had lost its temperature.

It turned out that in Bai Chuqing's heart, his superior swordsmanship was only due to his natural talent, and it was only natural that he could bear the pain.

But who is born like this?

When Qi Jue cut his finger when he was a child, his own mother would hold him in her arms and coax him for a long time.

"It will rain when the clouds turn black, and it will hurt when people are injured." A fragile emotion flashed in Qi Jue's eyes: "I never showed it when I was seriously injured before, because the situation of life and death did not allow it. It does not mean that I won't hurt."

Qi Jue's voice didn't fluctuate.Bai Chuqing was used to seeing Qi Jue chasing after him, whether it was showing favor or caring, even if he showed his strengths with a little arrogance, his words and deeds were always fresh, not as cold as they are now.

His subconscious mind told himself that the Qi Jue of the past was leaving him, and finally panicked after realizing it: "Is the injury serious? Let me help you look."

Qi Jue shook his head slightly, and when Bai Chuqing approached, his body subconsciously moved a little away.

Although it was barely visible, Bai Chuqing could feel it.

He thought that Qi Jue was getting angry, so he changed the subject tactfully, "I don't know what's wrong, but I feel more uncomfortable than before."

Qi Jue touched Bai Chuqing's forehead with the back of his hand, but he didn't have a fever.Except for his current appearance, which is greener and weaker, there is no other problem.

"Probably because the journey is exhausting." Qi Jue looked at him and suggested reasonably: "Brother, why don't you go back to the Wushan Mountain to recuperate first, and we won't let the book of Yin and Yang fall into the hands of others."

"What do you mean." Bai Chuqing's tone changed suddenly: "You don't want to see me anymore, do you?"

Bai Chuqing looked very hurt, and said in a cold voice, "You were not like this back then."

Qi Jue was in a trance and had an illusion. Time went back to the stage of the martial arts competition, when Bai Chuqing told him that he was very talented and could easily win the Sword Discussion Conference without working hard.

It was also at that time that something seemed to break in my heart.

It turned out that the balance I had always maintained with him was based on my unilateral and endless pursuit. Once I slacked off, all the hidden contradictions would emerge.

He has never understood me and will never be able to empathize with me.

And I don't seem to like it that much.Even no longer willing to continue this pursuit.

"I don't mean anything else, I just want you to rest." Qi Jue's thoughts came back to the present, he paused for a long time and said these words.

Bai Chuqing also realized that she had overreacted, and said in a calm tone, "I don't think it's because of the fatigue of the journey."

Qi Jue didn't want to fall into this deadlock anymore, he stood up and said: "Since you are worried, I will go to Su Mingyu to help you take a look."

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