[Magic Dao Patriarch] Ode to speech

It was already dark, and the old groom led his beloved horse, which had been tiring all day, and the wheels of the cart rolled on the dirt road covered with pebbles, which was a little bumpy.

A few dozen miles away from the small town is a woods, behind the woods is the home of the old groom and his wife.

From a distance, the old groom saw the depths of the woods and the light shining through the narrow gaps between trees.

No matter how hard the work is, no matter whether there is no insult, as long as he sees the light that is waiting for him no matter in the evening or late at night, the old groom will feel satisfied.

His life is ordinary but happy. He has a wife who loves him and a lovely son. It's okay to work harder. The family can't go hungry, and they don't have to pick up other people's old clothes.

Thinking of this, the old groom felt warm in his heart.

One person and one horse gradually approached the wooden house, and the old groom saw a dark figure outside the house, and then heard the sound of running water.Take a closer look, yo, isn't that his wife?

Then the door of the wooden house was pushed open, and a slender young man walked out from inside, his body in white clothes was particularly obvious under the flickering candlelight.

The boy walked towards his wife, and the two were talking in a low voice.

The old groom panicked, dropped his whip and rushed over: "Who are you? Don't touch my wife!"

The man was startled by him and really didn't move.

When they got close, the old groom had to admit that he was amazed.

The white-clothed young man in front of him had a long sword with a flame pattern tied around his waist, his black hair was in a tangle, his eyes were full of stars, his lips were like peach blossoms, and he was more beautiful than a girl.But his expression was calm and unruffled, the sideburn hair fell on his face, and when he lowered his eyes, he could see a faint blue color in his eyes, and he couldn't hide his fatigue no matter what.

"The old man misunderstood something, sorry to disturb you." The boy said apologetically.

"Old man, why did the Xian family come to our house for a night?" The old woman came over with a basin full of water, and walked a little staggeringly.

Seeing this, Wen Song took the wooden basin with one hand, helped the old woman, and reminded: "Be careful."

After the old woman stabilized her feet, she hurriedly urged him: "The fairy family doesn't care about me, go and take care of another fairy family."

"Thank you." Wen Song thanked.

Entering the bedroom, Wen Song gently opened the door, and made a silent gesture to the half-grown boy who saw his eyes suddenly light up.

The boy understood, walked out of the room, and closed the door.

Wen Song put the wooden basin on the ground, so there was not much room to move around.The old groom's house only had rooms for the couple and their children, and he is now in the utility room that the old lady packed up specially.After putting it into an old wooden bed, only a narrow passage was left, which just stuck the tub.

Wen Song sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroked Lan Xichen's black hair, and soaked it in the tub to wash away his blood.

He was Lan Xichen who was found in the deep mountains.

After learning the general direction of Lan Xichen's escape from Lan Wangji, Wen Song searched all the way to the nearby deep mountains.

On the dead branches on the edge of the steep slope, he found the cloud-patterned forehead of the Lan family.Then he slid down the hillside, and found Lan Xichen in the woods at the bottom of the slope, his robes all torn and his whole body bruised.His face was frighteningly pale due to excessive blood loss, and his clothes were already glued to the wound, including sword wounds and scratches.

Wen Song tried to call him several times but got no response, and fell into a coma.

Taking advantage of this, Wen Song carried Lan Xichen on his back and went down the mountain road, thinking of finding a family to stay for the night. Fortunately, he met an old woman who went up the mountain to gather grass and feed the horses.

After the memory was over, Wen Song also washed Lan Xichen's long hair.The water in Zaidu wooden basin has turned a light red.

Lan Xichen's body covered in injuries and unconsciousness flashed through his mind, and Wen Song felt a stabbing pain in his heart, as well as endless fear.

He squeezed Lan Xichen's cold hand tightly, leaned down, and planted a kiss on Lan Xichen's forehead.

Carefully, extremely gentle.

He murmured: "Xichen, may your life be safe."

That way I can rest assured.

No one knew that Wen Song had already guessed the ending at this time.

He knew that everything was irreparable.

Vaguely, Lan Xichen felt something cold slide down his face.

Is it water?

The author has something to say: Is it sweet?

Also, Wen Song's "irreversible ending" refers not to him and Lan Xichen, but to the destruction of the Wen family and his own death.

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