Yu Huan

Except for Jin Zixuan recuperating from his injuries a few years ago, this is probably the only time when the fragrance of medicines on Jinlin Terrace was stronger than the fragrance of flowers.

Jin Guangyao didn't bother to pretend that nothing had happened, and stayed with Xue Yang listlessly to recuperate from his illness, so as not to run around with warmth.After all, Jiang Cheng lost Zi Dian, but the Three Poisons were still there, and the flashing sword's threatening aura was not weak at all.

Jin Guangyao has been holding back his stomach full of bitterness these days, and he doesn't care whether Xue Yang is awake or not, lying on his pillow and talking endlessly, he insists on annoying the endangered person out of danger, and punching him twice as soon as he wakes up. It's a miracle to see it tenderly.

Xue Yang regretted what he said to Jin Guangyao at that time. Now it is quite uncomfortable to be teased by others from time to time, but he is still very weak. Can't do it.This coke spoiled Jin Guangyao, and he felt that the boring life of recuperating from illness finally had some fun, and Xue Yang's teeth itched with hatred for "bullying" in different ways.

The two of them recuperated in one place and returned to their troubles, but their respective moods were much better than before.This small courtyard is separated from the chaotic world, showing a bit of untimely tranquility.

But not everyone can leave everything behind.

Song Zichen stopped guarding day and night after Xue Yang woke up. He made up his mind to force himself to ignore him, but he couldn't help but sneak a peek.Although Xiao Xingchen wanted to take him away as soon as possible so as not to be sad again, but Song Zichen insisted on staying for a little longer.He naturally knew that it was because his friend wanted to make sure that Xue Yang was fine so he could rest assured.

Xiao Xingchen felt uncomfortable seeing him like this, but if he did it again, he still didn't want to see his friend being deceived, so even though he felt a little guilty, he thought that he was not wrong in this matter.

He has not been deeply involved in the world so far and can't understand love. Seeing his friends struggling like this, he only knows that this matter is dangerous.But I don't know if all the feelings can be let go, so there is no pain, and I don't know why some people know that it is a bitter fruit but still enjoy it.

He didn't understand, so he just grieved what happened to his friend, and even felt that Xue Yang was hateful, he was cruel and merciless, and hurting people's lives was not counted, but he wanted to play with emotions to fool his sincerity.

After staying like this for another half a month, I finally made up my mind to leave.

Before leaving to pack his clothes, Song Zichen looked at the baby's clothes that had been sorted out, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.He slowly folded the clothes one by one, made a small bundle, and stared at it in a daze.

When Xiao Xingchen came in and saw him like this, he immediately understood, stepped forward to take the burden, looked up at him and nodded slightly.

After the child was born, Jiang Yanli took care of him and was raised in another hospital, not too far away.

Song Zichen hesitated to follow the maid, but Xiao Xingchen didn't rush him, he went into the room and handed the clothes to the maid, then took the baby from the nanny and hugged him carefully for a while, seeing that he was not aggressive Responding to this, he walked towards Song Zichen with his arms in his arms.

"Look, Zichen, this child is so obedient, he doesn't cry or make trouble, you can hug him."

Song Zichen stretched out his hand hesitantly, stretched his fingers forward a few times to tentatively put them on the baby, and slowly hugged him in his arms.It was a very small and soft mass, breathing softly, lying weak and harmless in his arms.The heartbeat is transmitted to the palm of the hand through the material, which is the same as the feeling of sticking to the belly every night.

Only then did he have the real feeling of being a father.Joy, sorrow, and pain are intertwined to make people upset and have to care about it.

This child is so small, so soft, he doesn't even have the strength to protect himself, what could be wrong?Nothing can be blamed on him.

He took out a piece of jade pendant from his bosom and gently stuffed it into the swaddle. The child seemed to like it very much. He let out some cries of joy, his brows and eyes curved into laughter, and his little fingers held on to the tassel.He couldn't help but smiled along with him, hugged Qinghuang, which made the baby even happier, and waved his hand to catch him.He suddenly wanted to walk with the child in his arms.

But before he could turn his thoughts into actions, he was stopped by someone.

"Song Daochang, I advise you to put the child down." Jin Guangyao lifted the curtain and entered the room, with a gentle smile on his face but a chill all over his body. "That's my adopted son, you can't take it away."

"But this is my child." Song Zichen subconsciously hugged the child even tighter in his arms.

Seeing this, Jin Guangyao smiled lightly, but his eyes were full of sarcasm, "Daoist Song, do you need me to remind you how this child came about and who is his other father? You can really do nothing to him in your own heart." Forgive me?"

Song Zichen froze for a moment when he heard the words, looked down at the smiling child, and said in a low voice, "If that's the case, how can I keep the child by his side with peace of mind."

"You didn't give birth to the child, you don't have the right to decide whether he will stay or not." Jin Guangyao said coldly, "He has nothing, even this child you want to take away, so cruel."

"I……"

"With all due respect, you are not qualified to be the father of this child, and please don't appear again in the future."

A rare moment of anger appeared briefly, and Jin Guangyao's expression soon returned to a full smile, but he had already expressed his meaning very clearly.Song Zichen thought about taking the child away forcibly for a moment, but when he thought of Xue Yang's sad and helpless expression, he couldn't do it no matter what.

Xue Yang hated him, but this kid had never done anything, so how could he hate him?Let's leave it to him, he has... nothing.

Song Zichen hesitated for a long time, but finally compromised.He lowered his head and kissed the baby's forehead lightly, scratched his little nose gently with his fingers hooked, reluctantly returned him to the nanny, stared down for a while, turned around and left.

If, he thought about it many times, if Xue Yang was willing to admit his mistake at that time, or even call his name later, he would definitely choose to stand by his side.But he didn't want him, he didn't have him in his heart, and he was always lying to him. The pain of being betrayed was far greater than the truth being revealed, and he didn't even dare to come to him to comfort him.

Whether he deceived himself or found so many reasons to dissuade him from not paying attention, he has always been very clear that what Xue Yang said was not wrong at all, and it was his wishful thinking from the beginning.That's why he was afraid, afraid that the revenge was true, that the deceit was true, that the love for the past month was false, that that person had never been serious.He was so afraid that he avoided it and refused to face it, and he couldn't even look at him and ask him face to face.

If all feelings can be easily let go, if it is not because you really like it, who would care so much?

Xiao Xingchen followed him and dropped some distance, giving him a little time to calm down.The two of them got off Jinlin Terrace in silence and walked out of the city along the street.The two stopped at the city gate at the same time, Song Zichen looked back at him, smiled slightly, and thanked him for his understanding.

"I'll go back to Baixue Temple later." Song Zichen said sadly, "If he recovers, he will definitely come and look for me. I'll wait for him. Xingchen, how about you?"

"I'm going to find an answer." Xiao Xingchen said.

He originally wanted to save the world, but what happened?He wanted to bring justice to Chang Ci'an, but he was the one who bullied Xue Yang first; he wanted to seek justice for the He clan, but he ended up without a cure.What is justice?What is justice?How does it count as salvation?

There are so many injustices in this world, but black and white are clearly either good or bad, but he thinks that things happen for a reason, so how should he do it?This world still needs to be saved, but it can't be like before, but how to save, he doesn't know.So he went to find the answer.

"Just let it go?"

"See you later."

The two nodded at each other and walked in opposite directions.

After the two of them left, Jin Guangyao returned to his courtyard with the baby in his arms. The baby protected him all the way with his spiritual power. Not only was he not cold, but he also sweated a few drops. He looked so cute.Xue Yang just woke up when he carried the child back home, leaning against the bed with cold eyes watching him play with the child.

After hugging and playing for a while, Jin Guangyao took out something from the swaddle, held it in his hand with a smile and shook it in front of Xue Yang's eyes, "Song Daochang left and left something for the child. I remember correctly, this seems to be your 'token'?"

"If you don't want to die, don't fucking mention that stinky Taoist priest to me." Xue Yang pulled out Jiang Mi and turned to Jin Guangyao angrily.

"So angry? I have a child, and I really don't miss the old love."

"Who the hell wants to miss the old relationship with him? Who cares about this shit? Who wants this shit child, and it won't hurt if he kills it."

"If you don't want it, give it to me. It's a pity to kill me. I'm sorry for the suffering you have suffered." Jin Guangyao chuckled and pushed his finger on the sword, "Don't you want a hug? It's just fun."

Xue Yang took the child stiffly and held it in his arms, his fingers trembling, as if he wanted to use force but didn't dare.

"Let him live, living suffers more than dying, no one knows this better than you and me." Jin Guangyao said in a low voice, "Since you hate him so much, let him live."

Xue Yang didn't listen, and carefully hugged the child tighter, stretching out a finger to poke his soft and chubby face.He lowered his head and carefully placed his cheek on the baby's forehead.

"Little Wood, you are so pitiful. Father doesn't want you, and Daddy wants to kill you." He murmured, his voice was as soft as a whisper, "I can give you nothing but this surname. Your name is Xue Lin, You have neither parents nor siblings, but you are like me in this regard."

The little baby couldn't understand what he was saying, so he giggled and kissed the saliva all over his face.Xue Yang also kissed back, foolishly followed him with a smile, and handed the child back when he had laughed enough.

"When you come here, you shouldn't have to suffer some hardships. Don't blame me. It's better to follow him than to follow me."

Xue Yang stared at the child in his arms for a long time, the reluctance in his eyes was very clear.Jin Guangyao couldn't bear it, and sent the child to him.He turned his head abruptly, refusing to take another look.

"If it's given to you, it's yours. If you don't take it away, I'll strangle it to death immediately." He clenched his teeth and said viciously.

"Why bother?" Jin Guangyao sighed softly.

"I'm the one who is going to take revenge, and I have a little annoyance to get in the way."

Xue Yang snorted angrily, but when he went out with the child in his arms, he couldn't help turning his head and taking a quick look.The bright yellow cloth flashed past, and the disturbed light and shadow lazily lay back, as if nothing had happened.

He stared at it blankly for a while, then sneered, caught a glimpse of the jade pendant out of the corner of his eye, picked it up again and wiped it carefully.

It doesn't matter whether you like it or not, if you repeat it too many times, all you can remember is hatred.

But enough.