"Song...Lin...are you...didn't wake up?" It took a long time before he managed to utter a word.

"I woke up." Song Lin replied calmly.

"Then, did you...have your mind broken when you fought with Bai Yini?"

"My brain is not injured at the moment."

"...Since everything is normal, why do you say such things?" Shan Shan tugged at his ears, "The lover you mentioned... is what I understand, right?"

"What do you understand?" Song Lin asked.

"That's it..." Just thinking of something, his face turned red, and his voice became extremely quiet: "That's... that's what it means."

Song Lin tilted his head to look at him: "Sorry, I don't understand what you don't say clearly."

"In short!" Shan Shan shook his head, trying hard to digest the bombshell Song Lin threw out, "I don't think I'm a suitable candidate for a lover! Wait a minute, are you stimulated by A Luo's death?"

Seeing such a wonderful expression on his face, Song Lin felt that he should explain something: "If you really want to go into details, a small part of the reason is indeed A Luo."

"why?"

"Compared to spirit beasts, the lifespan of a spirit master is much shorter. I don't want to die many years later, and you don't have as many memories of me as Yu Huan."

Shan Shan tried his best to listen to every word he said, but he couldn't understand the meaning of each word: "...Yu Huan has more memories or you have more memories, this is not an important thing at all... ..."

Song Lin said in a low voice, "It's very important."

"..." Shan Shan lowered his head, "What's so important?"

Seeing him like this, Song Lin couldn't help being suspicious: "Is it very abrupt for me to say these words?"

"Pretty abrupt!!"

"Then, think about it, and answer me after the Yuling Festival."

"Hey... I said... Can this kind of thing be answered in a short time?..."

Just failing to finish a complete sentence, Song Lin continued: "Mr. Bai abstained. Our next opponent will be Mrs. Ye or Mrs. Wanyan. There is only one battle left and it will be over. It won't be long. When the time comes, I'll wait for your answer."

He put his hand on top of Shan Dan's head, touched it, and walked first.

"..." There was only one person left standing there in pain and hatred.

What the hell just happened?

Am I dreaming?

At night, Minghe was writing a letter to Song Fuyan in his room, with a desk lamp, a cup of hot tea, and an inkstone, exuding a faint fragrance of ink, and it was extremely quiet.

Although the young master gave him a fountain pen, he is still more accustomed to using a brush.

At this time, a knock on the door was suddenly heard.

He put down his pen, walked over to open the door, saw that it was Shan Dan, and saw him muttering: "Dead fish eyes..." Seeing that he was about to rush over, Ming He quickly closed the door decisively with a "bang".

"Ah!" Shan Shan's entire face was almost flattened when it hit the door.

"Dead fish eyes open the door!"

The rabbit outside the door is furious.

Styx ignored him, walked back to the desk and sat down, and began to seriously write the letter—well, where did I just write?Oh, yes, Lingma...

"Dead fish eyes..." One didn't pay attention, just didn't know if it came in through the window, and was resting his head on the edge of his desk, blinking his big eyes resentfully and looking at him pitifully.

Ming He rubbed his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

"Let me tell you..." Seeing that Styx started talking to him, Shan Shan simply moved a chair over and sat next to him, "Second Young Master Song, your head is probably broken." He pointed A bit of a brain, very serious look.

"..." Hearing this description, Minghe really wanted to say "presumptuous". After all, not everyone can say that about the young master, but when he looked at the guy in front of him, he held back and didn't say anything, because this guy was exactly Er Shao is used to it.If he said Shan Dan, maybe Er Shao would not be happy.

"Why did you say that?" He propped his head on one hand and took a sip of the tea at hand.

"The second young master of your family told me today that he wants to establish a relationship with me as a lover."

"puff--!!"

Styx was not ready, and sprayed a mouthful of hot tea on Shan Dan's face.

"What did you say?!"

"..." Shan Shan silently wiped off the tea on his face, "Look, I'm as shocked as you, this is a normal person's reaction, but Song Lin is so calm that he couldn't be more calm, it feels like he said The content of "Let's eat together today" is as sparse and ordinary as it is."

Styx sweated silently in his heart. In fact, it was reasonable. He was already mentally prepared for what happened now. He stayed by the second young master's side, the closest, and he could see the most clearly. Ninth, the germination has already sprouted, but I didn't expect that the second young master would pierce the window paper so quickly... It's terrible, as expected of the second young master, he still acts so vigorously and resolutely, reminiscent of the old man back then.

He coughed lightly: "Why did Second Young Master say this all of a sudden?"

"I said it was because I saw A Luo's death today, so I felt it."

'What's the relationship between the two? '

"Well, he said that the lifespan of the imperial spirit master is relatively short. After he dies, he is afraid that I will forget him. It's probably like this..." Because what happened this afternoon was too shocking, just my mind is fuzzy, and I can't remember it. I made a rough idea.

Ming He raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise: "Young master really said that?"

"Yes."

"..." Styx was silent for a while, "Then you should think about it carefully."

"No way, Styx, don't be kidding, are you as dazed as Song Lin?"

"Think with your head." Styx pressed his head on the table.

"Um...it hurts..."

"You can go out."

"There is one last question!" Shan Shan struggled and raised his hand, "...have you ever seen a spirit beast and a master of spirits...is that the relationship?"

Ming He said indifferently, "I have seen some, the spirit beast and the imperial spirit master are lovers, but very few, because it will be very troublesome."

"trouble?"

"Originally, the contractual relationship is very pure. Once different emotions are added, many problems will arise." Styx gave him a rather cold look: "After asking, you can go."

"...Oh, what a cold person..." Just waved his hand and left.

Seeing that he closed the door, Minghe picked up his pen again and wrote a letter to Song Fuyan, um——wrote about Lingpo, right?

Wait a moment!Now it seems that something more difficult than the lingpo has appeared!He pressed his temple and felt that his right eye was about to start twitching...

If the young master knew about this matter... I can't imagine it.

Forget it, let's not talk about it.

Let's not talk about it.

I still want to live in peace for a few more days.

Our almighty butler, fell into a new trouble.

The next day was Shen Yang's burial day. His body was put into a solemn coffin and carried into the Alliance Cemetery.

Passing through the long Fuyin Street, countless people from Lingcheng gathered to watch.This street is close to the trading market, and it is already lively. In addition, there is a big battle for the alliance's send-off team. All the soldiers under Shen Yang have come. They are wearing uniforms and lined up neatly, which is very eye-catching, so the whole street The streets are surrounded by water.

Shan Shan and Song Lin stood in the crowd, watching Shen Yang's coffin slowly pass by.

Shan Shan suddenly asked: "Why did Lingpo kill Shen Yang?"

"Perhaps because he feels that he is no longer useful," Song Lin said.

Shan Shan followed the alliance team with his eyes, and murmured: "The relationship between people is so easy to break?"

"As long as the interests are different, it is only a moment for an ally to become an enemy."

"Then why did Shen Yang help Lingpo in the first place?"

"The whole alliance is not as harmonious as it looks on the outside." Song Lin squinted his eyes, "In addition to keeping his own camp, he also needs to find a way to climb up, maybe Lingma can give him what he needs. "

At this moment, a girl in a pink dress next to her was pushed and shoved by the people behind, she lost her balance and fell forward. Song Lin got close and supported her.

"Are you all right?" He hesitated as soon as he asked, because the girl's eyes were crying like walnuts.

so sad?

Song Lin frowned—knew Shen Yang?

"Thank you." The girl said in a low voice, stood up straight, and stared intently at the seeing-off team.

Song Lin felt as if he had seen her somewhere.

"Miss!" A little maid squeezed over, pulled the girl and said, "Why did you come here alone?"

The maid was also carrying a basket of rouge, and the pattern of a search boat was printed on the basket.

Seeing this pattern, Song Lin remembered, isn't this the eldest lady of Dijiang Shipyard.Once at the alliance's celebration banquet, she and Shen Yang sat next to each other, like a pair of golden boys and girls who envied others.

"I'll come and see him." The "he" the young lady was referring to must be the one lying in the coffin.

The servant girl didn't know how to comfort her, so she said, "Miss, everyone is dead...you will never come back to life if you cry again, and besides, the master has never agreed with you to be with him..."

"He said that he would come back to marry me." The eldest lady's eyes were red, and she tightly twisted a long-life knot in her hand, with unbearable sadness in her tone, "I've waited for so long, but he did it in this way. came back……"

Hearing this, Shan Shan held Song Lin's hand and said, "I want to go home."

Song Lin turned to look at him for a long time, then nodded, "Okay."

He held Shan Shan's hand, very tightly along the way.

In such a world, tragedies are bound to outnumber comedies.

No one can change it, only adapt.

Maybe Shen Yang deliberately wanted to climb to the top of the league, just to send a letter of appointment to a certain big family?

……

Who knows.

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