Three thousand weak waters reflect the fading

Cangming leaves Guan Jingzhui's room, then enters Suo Baisong's room.

It was really a room, with a bed, a table and a cabinet, although it was not exquisite, but at least it looked like a place where people lived, much better than Jing Zhui's.

Bai Song was replaced with a blue shirt with a sense of design. Even if she was lying down, she could still see the beautiful curves of her body.

Cang Ming stood at the door and glanced at her, then knew that she was really still awake, so he backed out again.

He returned to his room, ordered his servants to bring some food and water to Jing Zhui, then walked to the window, looked at the misty mountains and mist outside, and stood quietly with his hands behind his back, looking down on the world.

When Jing chased in, what he saw was such a back, the wind coming in from the window made the man's blue hair dance with the hem of the clothes, revealing the pure black belt around the waist, and quietly placed on it, the clothes were so strong Against the background, the increasingly fair hands had slightly curled fingers, slender fingertips, and well-defined knuckles.

It was a pampered, clean and warm hand.

The master of the haughty back turned his head, his hair fluttered a little messy, covering the man's beautiful phoenix eyes from time to time, but it made his face more shadowy, extremely evil and charming.

"Have we met before?" Jing Zhui looked at him and couldn't help uttering something.

The man walked towards him slowly, every step was extremely slow, because of the headwind, so a head of blue hair fluttered uncontrollably in front of him, fascinated their eyes.

Finally walking in front of him, Cang Ming stopped at a distance that was neither close nor alienated from him, casually combed his blown hair, without any expression, at least Jing Zhui felt that he did not have any expression.

"Aren't you going to see Bai Song? What are you doing in a daze?" After speaking, he walked around Jing Zhui, walked past him and walked out the door quickly.

Jing Zhui quickly followed him, staring at his hair in a silent trance.

Every time Jing Zhui saw him, he displayed a different temperament, even though they hadn't met a few times in total.

He remembered that the first time he met him was in the vast crowd, at that time he was alienated, and the corners of his eyes and brows were cold.The second meeting was so tight, there was less than an hour between them, and at that time he was no longer cold, and the smile between his brows and eyes seemed like the first melting of ice and snow, which made him feel warm.For the third time, he was supposed to be the one who felt guilty, but he calmed down because of his extra gentle smile and tolerance.However, the fourth time, that is, the meeting just now, let him know for the first time that there are really people who can have two completely different temperaments at the same time, but it doesn't make people feel that they are two people, because there are always inadvertent The coldness that exudes the same temperature makes it natural for the two to be connected.This time, it seemed that he had completely transformed, and no one could find any similarities. The coldness in the corners of his eyes and brows remained the same, but no one would notice it anymore, because people would only be attracted by the expression that came out from his bones. Bewitched by Zhang Yang's arrogance and unyielding arrogance to the fate of the world, that bit of coldness only made him more like a mortal with flesh and blood, rather than an ancient mysterious huge creature that was unrestrained and ready to fly.

The more Jing Zhui understands him, the more afraid he feels. It's not that Cang Ming is so unfathomable that he can't see through it, but now he suddenly understands that Cang Ming doesn't need to be seen through, because no matter you Whether you understand him or not, you cannot change him, his decision, or the final result.

He suddenly understood, without any reason.

Anyway, it's the same whether he understands it or not, so why is he still obsessed with what he's thinking.

After thinking about this, Jing Zhui suddenly calmed down, stopped staring at Cang Ming, and raised his head to look forward.

Cang Ming chases Jing to the door of Bai Song's room, pauses for a while, and then gently opens the door.

The position of the bed is directly opposite the door, as soon as Jing Zhui opened the door, he saw Bai Song lying on the bed at the moment, with a peaceful and clean face.

Even if they were not close, even if it was just a profile, Jing Zhui could immediately feel Bai Song's relaxation, which he had never seen before.When they were wandering, they would just find a hut or a ruined temple and sleep there. He was used to doing it casually since he was a child, so naturally he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but Bai Song was just a woman with no power to restrain a chicken. Came from a place where the law and order are many times better than here.Originally, she had a family and a life of her own, but he suddenly pulled her to suffer with him, sleeping in that barren mountain and wild place, how could she not feel afraid.If you think about it carefully, you can only live a relatively rich life when you come to the capital.At that time they wanted two rooms, he wondered if Bai Song slept as comfortably and relaxedly as he does now.

Jing Zhui suddenly felt that he was too selfish. He was doomed to be an unlucky person from birth, but he insisted on dragging another innocent woman who was kind-hearted and didn't know how to gracefully refuse other people's requests to live with him through this long emptiness and nothing. meaningful day.

Bai Song's fate is absolutely extraordinary, and it is definitely not something someone like him can tarnish.

Jing Zhui suddenly remembered that before they were kidnapped, he asked her if she regretted it. Her weak smile at that time must have been helpless.

That is the helplessness after regret.

That being the case, let it go.

But, he let go, Bai Song is alone, how will he live?She will be sad for her departure.

Jing Zhui laughed at himself again, no matter how sad he is, he can't go on living. Bai Song is the fate of wealth that everyone can see. Even if life is not good now, he will definitely be happy in the future. She doesn't need it own drag.

"What do you want?" Jing Zhui asked, still looking at Bai Song.

Cang Ming smiled unpredictably: "It's all up to you."

Jing Zhui finally looked at Cang Ming, met his eyes that he would never understand, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Lu Chi has indeed taken a fancy to her. Didn't you claim to be his elder brother? An elder brother is like a father. As long as you agree, Bai Song's future life will only develop in a good way." Cang Ming didn't know Lu Chi either. What kind of idea is this time, she really wants to marry Bai Song.

Jing Zhui raised his eyebrows. Naturally, he didn't doubt that Lu Chi could give her inexhaustible glory and wealth, but just like the imperial gate is as deep as the sea, Bai Song has a simple mind and a straightforward personality. If a casual sentence annoys some powerful person , I still don't know how he died.Moreover, he didn't understand Lu Chi's personality. If Bai Song married her and Lu Chi just spoiled her for a while and then ignored her, liking the new and despising the old, then Bai Song would be left out in the cold.Furthermore, this matter must be approved by Bai Song herself, but based on her own understanding of Bai Song, she will not agree, if so, then what should I do.

Cang Ming looked at Jing Zhui and frowned in thought, knowing what was on his mind, and didn't interrupt him.To be honest, he is still looking forward to Jing Zhui's decision.

At this time, Bai Song who was lying on the bed moved, and then slowly woke up.

His eyes gradually focused, and his mind gradually became clear. Bai Song sat up, threw the quilt casually, and then was taken aback for a moment.

this dress...

Suddenly felt that there was someone beside him, and when he turned his head, he saw Jing Zhui and Cang Ming standing in front of the door, the former was staring at him with complicated eyes that Bai Song couldn't understand, while the latter was staring at the former , attentively, gently, inadvertently.