Song Qingshu's journey of resistance

That night, except for Wang Baobao who passed out, none of the three men slept. Farther and farther away, who can blame this?

Sitting alone in the backyard until dawn, the morning dew wet the thin clothes, rubbing his arms vigorously with both hands, taking a deep breath, Song Qingshu walked quickly to the kitchen.

Third Uncle didn't eat last night, he must be hungry this time, what should I do?I glanced around and suddenly saw the basket containing eggs. If I have it, let's make some porridge and cook a few eggs. It's too greasy in the morning. The third uncle must not like it.

The small sound aroused Mo Shenggu's curiosity. He sat up from the bed and poked his head out to look at the backyard. Mo Shenggu was stunned. Song Qingshu was...cooking?It's unbelievable. Although the people in the world are not as ignorant of food and grains as the noble sons of rich families, when it comes to cooking, they are still not as dexterous as women. At most, they cook game and roast it on the fire , so when he first saw the young man busy in the kitchen, he was really... taken aback.

Touching his chin with his finger, he turned his head gently. He can see the scene in the backyard, so the third senior brother should be able to see it too, right?I don't know how he feels at this time?A man who is willing to wash his hands and make soup for another person is rare in this world. If the sixth senior brother is willing to make soup for himself, then he will die with a smile on his face, right?

Smiling wryly and looking away, not wanting to watch this dazzling scene again, Mo Shenggu took the clothes beside him and went out. Qing Shu and the third senior brother should have a lot to talk about later, so let's walk around first.

Not to mention Mo Shenggu's moody departure over there, Song Qingshu, who had finally prepared the food here, carefully came to Yu Daiyan's door with the bowl and chopsticks, stood at the door for a long time before calling softly, "Yan, get up Is it? I made some porridge, open the door and I'll put it in for you. "

For a long time, there was no sound, and I couldn't help shouting again, but there was still no answer. I was a little panicked and anxious, and slanted my shoulders and knocked on the door. I just wanted to make some noise, but I didn't expect that the door would follow. Open it forcefully, "Yan..."

There was no one in the room, so he froze for a while and walked in. The neat quilt told him that Yan probably left last night, and the bowl and chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground. It was magnified and magnified by the invisible, and finally covered every nerve in the body.

"It hurts..." Wrapped his arms around himself and slowly squatted down, squatting on the ground without saying a word, just like his father died that year, and I don't know how long it took, Song Qingshu suddenly laughed silently, and the smile grew bigger and bigger , Zhixiao's whole body was trembling, trembling constantly.

"Don't cry." A pair of slender hands held Song Qingshu's tear-stained face, and the handsome young man frowned and looked over expressionlessly.

"Wang... Baobao?" He woke up?And myself... did I cry?Blinking blankly, why are you crying?I was obviously smiling all the time, "Well" my jaw hurt, I raised my eyes subconsciously, and Wang Baobao's face was only an inch away from me.

"You... Wang Baobao, what do you mean?" Turning his head and standing up, he should not be seen by others when he was in such a mess. No one would want to be seen by outsiders when he was licking his wounds.

"Baby Wang?" He murmured blankly, Wang Baobao tilted his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Frowning, Wang Baobao seems a little weird? "Wang Baobao, are you... all right?" This man bled a lot yesterday, so there won't be any sequelae, right?

Looking up, blinking non-stop, Wang Baobao was still uttering the words "Baby Wang" in a daze.

It's over, just looking at Wang Baobao's appearance, you can tell that this person has probably lost his personnel due to brain hemorrhage. For a moment, surprise and guilt replaced sadness. Song Qingshu grabbed Wang Baobao's hand and carefully pulled him to him, "Wang Baobao, Do you remember who you are?"

"Who is it?" Looking at Song Qingshu blankly, who is he?who is it? ?Suddenly, his brain ached, and Wang Baobao couldn't help but growl because of the severe pain.

"Don't think about it, Wang Baobao, don't think about it anymore." Seeing that Wang Baobao was in pain, he huddled into a ball, and his hands clasped his head and kept patting his head, fearing that his injury would worsen, Song Qingshu rushed forward After a few steps, he clasped one arm with one hand, and pressed Wang Baobao firmly on the table.

Unable to move his limbs, Wang Baobao could only moan weakly with his head up. Thin sweat reflected his pale face. His frail and helpless appearance made people frown until Wang Baobao fainted again due to pain and weakness. The torture finally ended.

'Hoo' heaved a sigh of relief, it finally passed, and Song Qingshu was about to stand up straight with a flick of his hair, when an accident came.

"Song Qingshu!" The voice of gnashing teeth sounded behind him, and when he turned around, the person who thought he had left was standing at the door.

"Yan?" Surprise, he's back?He didn't leave?Great, the warmth returned to his empty heart, he let go of the hand that was holding Wang Baobao, Song Qingshu greeted Yu Daiyan with a smile, but he didn't expect that he would be greeted by an iron fist.

'Peng' punched heavily on the cheek, and in an instant, his cheeks were swollen. He stroked his swollen cheeks and raised his head. Song Qingshu couldn't believe what he saw, "Why... hit me?" Leng Leng He asked, why did Yan beat him?

"Why? Hehe, why?" Stepping in step by step, Yu Daiyan couldn't help herself with grief and indignation, "Song Qingshu, are you so lacking in love? As soon as you left Wudang, you fell into Yang Xiao's arms, and when you saw Wei Yixiao, you took the initiative to cling to him. Now Having the love between the two of us is not enough, you went to provoke Mo Shenggu, and now you add Wang Baobao, tell me, how many men do you need before you are satisfied? How many men do you need before you give up? You Say it? Say it!"

His eyes were reddened by anger, he knew that he was a little outspoken and incoherent, but he couldn't help it. The jealousy, hatred, and annoyance in his heart made him go crazy. This person was sent away because he was afraid that he would forgive Song Qingshu on his own initiative, and all his efforts would be in vain. But when he came back after working all night, what did Song Qingshu give him in return?He was actually in his room with Wang Baobao... Song Qingshu, how could you!

As Yu Daiyan talked more and more, the light in Song Qingshu's eyes dimmed little by little, and he lowered his head slightly to look at the ground. The wind blew his long hair like black ink, and his lips that were bitten out of blood were trembling. There was a slight hint of it, and it took a long time until a soft, barely audible voice sounded quietly, "I understand..."

Yes, he really understood, it turned out that in Yan's heart he was a lowly person who could do his best, first he provoked him in Wudang Mountain, then he took the initiative to flirt with Yang Xiao, and then he eloped with Wei Yixiao What's more, it's even worse, to occupy two men by one person, look, how shameless I am, how hated I am, even I have begun to hate myself.

I don't want to talk anymore, there is nothing to say at this time, I walked back to the table and bent over to pick up the fainted Wang Baobao, turned around, and strode away.

"Qingshu..." The moment Song Qingshu stepped out of the door, Yu Daiyan seemed to sense something, but he glanced at Wang Baobao who was tightly held by Song Qingshu in his arms, bit his lip and turned his head away angrily.

He didn't know that this time he refused to say anything out of anger, which became the beginning of his future abyss of pain, because when he wanted to speak, no one would listen...

Holding the unconscious Wang Baobao and wandering on the side of the road, Song Qingshu didn't know where he should go, there was nowhere to rest in the sky and the earth, this feeling... Laughing at himself, is this what it feels like to be broken in love?Heh ~ is also a kind of growth, right? !

He looked down at the pale young man, he was too weak and needed to rest, touched his pockets, he didn't have much money on him, most of the money was in Yan... on the third uncle, raised his head and closed his eyes, Song Qingshu You remember, from today onwards, Yu Daiyan is just the third uncle, a high-ranking elder, three, teacher, uncle!

Tightening his arms, he jumped into the distance. I don't know if there are any farmhouses on the outskirts of the capital that are willing to rent out. After Wang Baobao is settled first, he can find a way to find his family by himself.

suburbs

Two men and one woman stood facing each other in front of the three thatched houses. Under the bright daylight, the oppressive cold wind made people's skin ache.

"Seventh Junior Brother, I've made it very clear. It's impossible between us, so please don't appear in front of me again." Flicking his sleeves, Yin Liting turned his back, and the person standing side by side with him Yang Buhui also raised his chin at this moment and stood in front of Mo Shenggu.

"This Mr. Mo, don't you know that it is not advisable to disturb others too much? Brother Ting has already said so clearly that he hates you, please stop pestering him." He raised his eyebrows angrily. However, a man robbed Brother Ting with her. How shameless is this man?

His face turned pale, and Mo Shenggu's body froze for a long time before he smiled bleakly, "Senior Brother Six, I'm just passing by..." He really was passing by, but he just wanted to avoid the two girls who were about to be sweet enough to let him go. People who are jealous, who knew that they would meet Yin Liting who hates him so much when he wanders around?Is this also called fate?I lowered my head and looked at my chest, if possible, please don't give me such a fate again, because although the heart in my chest has been broken long ago, I can't find its shadow, but the pain left behind is always with me like a shadow.

"Passing by? Who would believe you? You said you were passing by in the grove that day, and you said you were passing by today. How can there be such a coincidence in the world? Mr. Mo, do you think everyone else is a fool?" Yang Buhui said disdainfully. He curled his lips, this person is really hopeless, it makes people bored just looking at it.

"Seventh Junior Brother, I don't care if you're passing by or not, but please don't... pass by here again, go back to Wudang, that's good for everyone." Without looking back, Yin Liting raised his feet and walked towards the yard. It looked like he didn't want to look at Mo Shenggu any more.

His figure shook twice, "Hehe..." He laughed miserably. It turns out that Sixth Senior Brother wouldn't even give him the letter of belief?It turns out that in Sixth Senior Brother's heart, is he just an annoying bug who keeps pestering him endlessly if he can't get it?His eyes drifted to the little girl who was following behind Yin Liting, who was looking at her with disdain, coldness, and disgust. Since when has he, Mo Shenggu, fallen to the point where he can't even look down on a child? !

"Hahaha..." He raised his head and laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, I, Mo Shenggu, swear here today that if I pester you Yin Liting again in the future, I will die!" The laughter continued, tears welled up, bitter and bitter Even I can't tell the difference.

"Well said!" Suddenly, there was applause not far away, and in a blink of an eye, a blue figure was standing here.

"Qingshu?" Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu exclaimed together when they saw who was standing in front of them.

Of course, the meanings of the two exclamations are different. Mo Shenggu was surprised by the bruise on Song Qingshu's face, while Yin Liting was surprised that he would see Song Qingshu here.

Ignoring Yin Liting's exclamation over there, Song Qingshu slowly approached Mo Shenggu's side, curling the corners of his lips into a faint smile, "Uncle Qi is right, since the person who wants to love doesn't know how to cherish, If you don’t understand us, let’s let go! He wants to go and let him go, even if we are in pain, we have to live with a smile, because sooner or later, the pain will disappear, and that is the beginning of real happiness!"

"Qing Shu..." murmured, looking at Song Qingshu's soft smile, and slowly, Mo Shenggu also laughed, "Yeah!" Nodding, he believed that he would have a day without pain.

"Come on, Uncle Seventh, help me give Wang Baobao a hug. I still have something to say to Uncle Six." Knowing that Mo Shenggu had made up his mind to give up Yin Liting, Song Qingshu turned around after handing Wang Baobao to Mo Shenggu. Step closer to the man with a slightly pale face, "Uncle Sixth, I pity you."

"What did you say?!" His eyes widened in astonishment, and Qing Shu was pitying him?What is there for me to be pitied by others?

"Yes, I'm just pity you, pity that you love but dare not admit it, pity that you are loved but don't know how to cherish it, pity that you can't get back your former lover even if you repent one day in the future, pity you You are going to be tied tightly by a 'little woman', and maybe you will go on like this for the rest of your life, don't you deserve to be pitied?" He raised his head, glanced up and down at Yin Liting with a kind of pity, and then Smiling, he looked at the little girl next to Yin Liting who was about to pounce on her.

"Yang Buhui, right? Are you proud? Are you proud? What? You think homosexuality is disgusting? So you want to become an angel of justice to save your sweetheart?" He squatted down and looked at Yang Buhui. Is it Mo Shenggu who is pestering Yin Liting? You are wrong. In fact, it is the elegant and noble brother Ting in your mind who is seducing the miserable Mo Shenggu. Why? Don’t believe it? Then ask your brother Ting if he is Has he been unwilling to refuse Mo Shenggu's approach? Has he been worrying or looking forward to Mo Shenggu's reappearance? It is because of him that he can't sleep at night, but after that person appears, time and time again Pushing away and hurting again and again, he is a coward! A coward who doesn't even want to know his own heart!! Only you like this kind of man, heh, poison wrapped in sugar, gentleness is a knife."

Standing up with a sneer, he knew that he was venting his anger, and took this opportunity to vent the anger and pain of being hurt by Yu Daiyan on Yin Liting and Yang Buhui. Of course, they owe it to him to be a 'hypocrite' who is duplicity. A hypocritical 'ignorant girl', both of them are so annoying.

"Song Qingshu, have you said enough? She's still just a child." Thin cold sweat overflowed Junxiu's face, and he yelled at Song Qingshu sternly, but Yin Liting refused and dared not admit that Song Qingshu saw his heart so thoroughly. Thoroughly let him have nothing to hide.

"Child?" He laughed exaggeratedly, "My dear Sixth Master Uncle, do you think a person who knows how to seriously injure a rival in love is still a child? As long as she knows how to love, she will no longer be a simple child!" And this is what he hates Yang Buhui the most. Now that she understands love, why does she only think about hurting?She clearly sees everything in her eyes, a girl who is not yet an adult, but she only thinks of adding to Mo Shenggu's injury, does she really care about Yin Liting?If she really cared, the most important thing she should do is to make her brother Ting happy, instead of brandishing a knife to help that fool Zamo Shenggu's chest.

Heh~ child?Sneered, he didn't think such a person was worthy of being a child.

"I..." Looking at the sneering Song Qingshu, and then at Yang Buhui with an unnatural expression, Yin Liting fell silent. Today, Song Qingshu brought him too much impact, and he couldn't bear it.

For a long time, "Qingshu..." Mo Shenggu, who had been standing behind several people, walked slowly, his deep eyes fixedly looked at the hesitant Yin Liting for a while, then turned his head slightly, and looked at Song Qingshu lightly. Laughing, "Let's go."

"Seventh Master Uncle?" He was laughing?A very shallow but easy smile?He couldn't help but blinked a little blankly, never knew that Mo Shenggu could be so charming when he smiled.

"Let's go." Holding Wang Baobao in his arms, he walked at the front, and the man behind him who made him love, fall in love, be obsessed with, and go crazy with, is just his senior brother from now on, you, let him be free!

at night

After everything was settled, Song Qingshu picked up two jars of wine and jumped onto the roof, "Uncle Qi, come, we each have a jar."

"Why didn't Qingshu go to sleep?" Pakaifengni took a sip, Mo Shenggu wiped the corners of his mouth and narrowed his eyes.

Rolling his eyes, he relaxed and lay on his back among the tiles looking at the silver moon in the distance. Song Qingshu also took a sip of wine before replying, "Aren't you the same?"

"Is it the same..." He murmured, then turned around gently and looked at the still slightly swollen cheeks of the young man beside him, "Did this be hit by the third senior brother? You..." He didn't know if he should say it or not. It should be asked further, Song Qingshu's unrestrained and unruly scolding of Yin Liting and Yang Buhui during the day was so impressive that he couldn't imagine for a while what the third senior brother who hurt Song Qingshu would be like now Miserable end?

"We broke up." Tan Tanshou laughed, "This fist is the answer he gave, um~ it's settled." Half-closed his eyes, no one knew what Song Qingshu meant by the sentence, only he I understand how heavy these two simple words are.

At the beginning, if Yu Daiyan hadn't devoted himself wholeheartedly to the scene of vomiting blood that shocked him, he would not have let go of his tightly closed heart and accepted the approach of others. It's just a reincarnation in the century. It's okay to be beaten by him now, but it's brisk to walk like this. After meeting Uncle Xiao and talking about their relationship with him, he will focus on looking for a magic weapon and try to leave as soon as possible. At that time, maybe the real Song Qingshu will come back, right?Come back and bring back the messy plot that Yitian has changed, and bring it back to the original point. Look, isn't this ending very good?

"Qingshu? Song Qingshu?" Fingering the man in a daze, what was he thinking?I was thinking... the third senior brother, right?After all, the two of them just had some twists and turns, which was completely different from their own situation. They raised their heads and drank several mouthfuls of spirits in a row. endless……