Feng Pei

The only thing he was afraid of was that Luo Ziyu would have a bad life.

If Jinmu was the only person I took care of in Fengxuelou, and Qinglian was the only person I loved as a child, then Han Qing was the only person I ever relied on.

Speaking of it, Han Qing and I are just a deal like Wu Mou, but to Han Qing, I have paid more dependence than I imagined.

Han Qing has always been respectful to me, but not very afraid.

The only thing he was afraid of was that Luo Ziyu would have a bad life.

On that moonlit night, Han Qing held the sword in one hand, and ran with the trembling boy named Luo Ziyu in the other. Only a pair of eyes reflected cold light on his bloodstained face, which was even stronger than the sword in his hand. Be icy cold.

They are on their way.

Rather, they were on the run.

I can feel that there are a few people with strong martial arts not far behind them chasing here.

I don't need to ask me to know who these two young men are - Luo Haoran, the richest man of the Yan Dynasty, offended Prime Minister Mu and was beheaded that day, so it is not surprising that his son Luo Ziyu was hunted down at this time.As for the one protecting Luo Ziyu, it was naturally his cousin Wen Hanqing.

The story of the two of them was a sensation in this Yan Dynasty.

Luo Ziyu was the youngest son of the richest man in the Yan Dynasty, while Wen Hanqing was the orphan of a distant relative's family.

Luo Haoran treated Wen Hanqing pretty well, and let him study literature and martial arts with Luo Ziyu since he was a child, of course, as an attendant.

Luo Ziyu, the young master, has always been ignorant, while Wen Hanqing has learned everything well.It was also because of this that Luo Ziyu hated Wen Hanqing very much.

What made Luo Ziyu elevate his hate to disgust was that Wen Hanqing liked him.

In the restaurant that day, Young Master Luo got drunk with a bunch of cronies.When Wen Hanqing followed Luo Haoran's order to pick him up, the young master Luo pushed him away and shouted at the top of his voice, "Go away, you disgusting bitch!"

Then, under the shocked eyes of everyone, Young Master Luo pointed at Wen Hanqing with a smile and said, "Do you know? This kid said yesterday that he likes me! He still wants me to fuck him!"

Yan Chao didn't shy away from masculinity, but when Luo Ziyu, who was only [-] years old at the time, said such words, it naturally made all the people present burst into laughter.

But Han Qing insisted on not saying a word amidst the ridicule of those people, and sent Young Master Luo back home safely.

This matter quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys, and almost everyone knew that Wen Hanqing, the tortoise, wanted to rely on the young master of the Luo family who had been kind to him in nurturing him.

It's just that this incident didn't spread for a long time, because within a few days after that, something more worthy of discussion happened - the Luo family offended Prime Minister Mu, and Luo Haoran was about to be beheaded.

I once jokingly asked Han Qing what was going on with that "want me to fuck him".

Han Qing was silent for a while, but told me the truth obediently.

He just said he liked Luo Ziyu who was "asleep" the day before, but who would have thought that he would overhear him.Luo Ziyu was "sleeping" well at the time, but the next day she went to a restaurant for the first time to drink and got very drunk, and said that in public.

I didn't say anything, I just pretended to smile happily, as if I heard some joke, but I thought in my heart: Luo Ziyu, why are you treating Han Qing like this?

Wen Hanqing would not last long, he was seriously injured, not to mention, he had to protect Luo Ziyu.If they were caught up by those people, the two of them would definitely die.

I had just paid homage to the only person I could call a friend, and I saw such a scene on the way back to Fengxuelou.

I got playful for a while, so I appeared in front of the two of them, and then asked Wen Hanqing a question.

"Life or death, which would you choose?"

Wen Hanqing stared at me vigilantly since I appeared, was taken aback when he heard my question, then looked at Luo Ziyu, as if he had made a decision, and said two words.

Luo Ziyu had always been in shock, his pale face fully showed his fear.I believe that no matter what Wen Hanqing's answer is, it will be a blow to Luo Ziyu: farewell, he doesn't want to die; life and separation, Luo Ziyu has only Wen Hanqing to rely on now.

Although, the previous Luo Ziyu looked down on Wen Hanqing at all.

Man, always so mean.

"Life."

This is an answer that satisfies me.

Then I asked Wen Hanqing to abolish martial arts - my manager doesn't need martial arts.

I believe that day was really shocking for Luo Ziyu, because it must be the first time he saw Wen Hanqing's painful expression.

For Wen Hanqing, who has been practicing martial arts since he was three years old, self-abandoning martial arts is naturally more than just physical torture.

I once asked Han Qing why he believed that I would help them after he abolished his martial arts, Han Qing still gave me three words smoothly without any fluctuation: "I don't know."

What happened after that seemed very logical: I helped to clean up the group of people who were chasing them, and sent Luo Ziyu to a certain place and sent someone to take good care of her.I kept Luo Ziyu safe and sound, and Wen Hanqing promised to work hard for me for 15 years. During these 15 years, I will not tell him any news about Luo Ziyu.

The Fengxue Building was first built, and I needed a capable helper, and Wen Hanqing showed up at the right time.

That year Wen Hanqing was 15 years old and Luo Ziyu was 13 years old.

Since then, Fengxuelou has had a young steward, Fengxuelou's first steward.

On the night when Yan Mu was taken away by Yan Yihan, I stared at the window lattice in the attic in a daze.

When Han Qing came in to light some incense, I told him, "Jinmu has already left, and you can leave in two years."

Han Qing didn't speak, just stood there without moving.

I looked back at him, and added: "There are two more years, and you will be able to see Luo Ziyu."

Han Qing's concentration is indeed better than that of Wu Mou, but there is still no movement.

So, parting from life is much better than parting from death, isn't it?

I said to Han Qing: "I already rely on you very much. If Fengxuelou is without you, I don't know how to continue to open it."

I said again: "You never asked me how Luo Ziyu was doing, you were obviously worried about him every day."

I also said, "Are you not afraid that I will abuse Luo Ziyu?"

I talked a lot that night, and Han Qing just stood there and listened.

Finally I said: "Han Qing, I suddenly don't want to let you go."

Han Qing looked at me, and I seemed to see that cold boy from more than ten years ago again, he said firmly: "I'm not that person."

Yes, he is not Cang Li, he is Han Qing, he is Wen Hanqing.

The only person I can call a friend, my Cangli, he has died, he has died for me, and he has already given his favorite Wu Mou a taste of farewell.

I met Han Qing on the third anniversary of Cangli's death. I met this young man who was as taciturn and silent as Cangli. More or less, I saw Cangli's shadow in Hanqing.

Han Qing didn't know who Cang Li was, because that was a taboo between me and Wu Mou.

He only knows that there was once such a person who was very important to me, but he has left.And I, have been looking at that person through him.

The almost one-way conversation that night, I failed completely.

I underestimated Han Qing's feelings for Luo Ziyu, and overestimated my position in his heart - we were just a deal, and I kept lying to myself that Han Qing would treat me like Cang Li.

I'm really not reconciled, how did Luo Ziyu get such love?

I promised Han Qing that I would take good care of Luo Ziyu.

I really did.

Two years later, on the day of Cangli's death, I took Han Qing to pay homage to Cangli, and then took him to the underground room of Fengxue Building.

Han Qing never knew that the underground of the Fengxue Building had something special.He never knew that the person he missed every day was actually right under his feet.

From the moment I saw Luo Ziyu, I knew that the person standing in front of me was no longer lonely.He is Wen Hanqing, Luo Ziyu's Wen Hanqing.

Wen Hanqing looked at Luo Ziyu who was lying on the bed, and there was no movement for a while.

I also looked at the person on the bed, his skin was pale because he had not been exposed to the sun for many years, his body was very thin, and his slightly closed eyes were trembling slightly.

I looked at Wen Hanqing innocently, but he didn't look at me at all.

I saw Wen Hanqing's Adam's apple move, he seemed to be the one walking towards the bed with some difficulty.

Luo Ziyu woke up when Wen Hanqing's hand touched his cheek, then stared at him blankly, and only burst into tears after a while.

Wen Hanqing hugged him tenderly like a rare treasure, letting him cry on her chest.

Luo Ziyu's obviously weak cry was extremely sharp and piercing to my ears, and I couldn't help but clenched the thing in my hand.

Wen Hanqing quickly comforted Luo Ziyu, because he was too weak, and fell asleep after crying for a while.

Wen Hanqing bid farewell to me with Luo Ziyu in his arms.

I stroked the broken hair that fell on my forehead, and said innocently: "I really took good care of Luo Ziyu."

I said, "I gave him the best food and clothing, and sent someone to take care of him every day. No one ever beat or scolded him."

I said, "I just put him under house arrest for 15 years, so that he never stepped out of here or saw the sun in these 15 years."

I also said, "He refuses to eat well and spoils himself like this, what can I do?"

Wen Hanqing looked at Luo Ziyu in his arms, and only replied two words: "Thank you."

I watched the figures of the two of them get farther and farther away from Fengxuelou, and threw the hidden weapon in their hands on the ground, laughing very self-deprecatingly.

I actually softened my heart, just because of Wen Hanqing's thank you.

Wen Hanqing and Luo Ziyu left Fengxuelou just like that, and my first steward left me just like that.

Probably because my body is very rare to reveal some desolate breath, Wu Mou actually took the initiative to comfort me.

"He's not Cang Li."

Yes, he is reassuring me.

He wanted to tell me that Wen Hanqing was not Cangli, and he didn't have to be sad when he left.

I smiled and nodded and told him: "I know, I have always known, but don't you think he is very similar to Cang Li?"

Wu Mou said: "It's not like at all, there won't be anyone in this world who has the slightest resemblance to Cang Li."

I asked him again: "Do you really plan to never open your eyes again in this life?"

Wu Mou didn't answer, just left me a back view.

I suddenly realized that I always seemed to be watching the backs of others, just watching them leave me one by one.