Wu Yu

There was a moment of silence between the two.

Only then did Xie Lingyu open his mouth slowly, as if he wanted to tell everything about that year, and he seemed to be talking casually, but the subtle trill still accidentally revealed a trace of self-mockery and concern.

"... You walked in a beautiful way back then. How many people in the streets and alleys saw you off at that time. I saw all the girls crying with pear blossoms and rain, and one of them made the little boy's nose red from crying. It's a pity that you didn't see."

"I went to your house to search for your 'relics', and I happened to meet some familiar faces. Look at how much people miss you."

Xie Lingyu smiled, and the smile in his eyes faded.

"By the way, the day you left, the silly aunt cried... At that time you loved to eat her rice cakes, she remembered you."

"Sometimes she was unconscious, so she grabbed my hand and asked anxiously, where did that beautiful young man go? Why didn't she go to their house to buy rice cakes?"

"But I know you don't like rice cakes much, you just want to see if she's doing well."

"After you left, the rice cakes could still be sold out every day. Those who cared about you protected the aunt for you, but I suddenly thought, would you have come back long ago?"

Xie Lingyu lowered his eyes and sighed, his voice contained an indelible loss, and it seemed to be a tired murmur.

"It's as if you've been A Jue for so long."

"Wouldn't it be so funny to see me lose my composure because of a token of Qingqiu Jue, even if it's just a word, and then see me fall into the stranger you?"

"Qingqiu Jue, what do you think of me?"

Silence spread.

Qingqiu Jue didn't say a word, it was useless to say anything at this time, he just quietly looked at Xie Lingyu's back, Qingqiu Jue couldn't see Xie Lingyu's face, but he felt that Xie Lingyu was cry.

It wasn't funny at all, and he'd never regretted it so much.

Qingqiu Jue felt a dull pain in his heart, strange emotions flooded in like a tide, everything was out of his control, it was hard to get back, but it was even harder to let go, he opened his mouth slowly.

"Yunlou, I did intend to tease you at first."

Qingqiu Jue solemnly apologized, "I'm sorry, I was the one who was rude at first, and I was an asshole, but then..."

His eloquent mouth seemed to be out of order, causing him to get stuck again, Qingqiu Jue's expression was complicated and his heart was restless.

But later he discovered Xie Lingyu's excellence little by little, and he himself could always find out that he was different. How could he be the only one who fell into it?

People are too scheming, and it is easy to put themselves in. He was originally a hunter, but he let down his vigilance, put down his bow and arrow, and retreated again and again. The two fought hand-to-hand. Winning or losing has long been difficult to distinguish, and it is not important at all.

The moment the hunter puts down his bow and arrow, he may begin to yearn for a life away from killing, and the prey will not attack him unless he provokes him.

Just like between them, it is not necessary for both of them to suffer.

It's just that he failed to live up to Xie Lingyu's admiration. Maybe what he wants...is not just admiration.

But now is obviously not the time to talk about these things, he can't wait to go back to the day when he threw the jade pendant, and give himself a few slashes.

Why did you have to stick to the end that day, why did you just want to see the follow-up, and just say it’s okay?

Qingqiu Jue was annoyed, a little angry with himself, frowning.

Suddenly, a strange movement came.

Qingqiu Jue and Xie Lingyu looked serious at the same time, Qingqiu Jue didn't care about his injury, and immediately got up and walked towards Xie Lingyu quickly, the wound on his back that was torn because of his eagerness was a pain he could still bear, thank you Seeing him standing up, Ling Yu felt anxious and frowned to help him up.

The orderly and regular movement became clearer, Xie Lingyu turned around cautiously, protecting Qingqiu Jue behind her.

Qingqiu Jue's expression relaxed, his footsteps were light and fast, he had been trained, he touched about a dozen people, they were Hawkeye's subordinates.

"Don't be afraid, it's ours." Qingqiu Jue took the opportunity to pull Xie Lingyu's hand, and leaned half of his body towards Xie Lingyu's ear with a boneless appearance.

Showing weakness is obvious.

Xie Lingyu turned his head uncomfortably, keeping his ears away from him, pushed him away expressionlessly, and responded.

as predicted.

Humian bears the brunt, stepped into the cave, and shouted, "Master, Mr. Xie, are you there!"

"Here!" Xie Lingyu responded loudly.

The fox looked happy, walked quickly, and saw two figures who seemed to be embracing each other, and suddenly froze for a while.

Before he could take a closer look, a person was suddenly pushed over, and he was caught off guard and staggered back a few steps. When he took a closer look, he found that it was his son. He seemed to be in a bad mood, with a very lonely expression on his face.

Humian was quite calm at first, and even a little melancholy about the rest of his life, but after another look, he was wrong, how did Qingqiu Jue use his true face?

The fox's face was full of surprise: "You!"

He changed his mind and thought, it's over, after being soaked in water for so long, he must have seen through his disguise.

Xie Lingyu smiled, twisted his clothes, and scattered water droplets fell on the ground, as if nothing happened, "Let's go, your son is injured and needs to see a doctor as soon as possible."

A fox-faced man, he looked at the insincere smile on Xie Lingyu's face, and then at the gloomy young master. Isn't this obviously a contradiction?

That's right, how long have you lied to others, who would you be angry with?

Hu Mian didn't sympathize with Qingqiu Jue at all, and even looked at the two gloatingly, showing a playful smile.

I really haven't seen Huai Jin's virtuous behavior before.

Qingqiu Jue pushed away a certain guy who was watching the theater, and took two steps towards Xie Lingyu, his pair of phoenix eyes turned reddish due to the pain, causing the originally desolate face like a god to be stained with color.

However, Xie Lingyu staggered his gaze, turned around silently, and left first. There was a breeze behind him, as if something was draped over his shoulders, he paused slightly, and reached out to touch it.

It felt slightly damp to the touch, but it was basically dry. It was his own clothes. Qingqiu Jue stood quietly behind him, and he didn't look back, just kept walking forward with his head down.

This is different from the person in Xie Lingyu's memory, but also the same.

In my memory, Mr. Qingqiu is proud and noble, and seems to be indifferent to everything. The brocade robe with black background and gold pattern is the symbol of Qingqiu clan. As the eldest son, Qingqiu Jue's brocade robe has an elegant and elegant A nine-tailed fox that has lost its wildness.

Other juniors can only use one tail.

But Qingqiu Jue is very casual, sometimes wearing a white robe and dangling around, making people blush and heartbeat, the white clothes make him look like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world by accident, making him more dusty.

No matter what color the clothes are, they seem to be given a new life when they are worn on him.

As Qingqiu's next patriarch, Qingqiu Jue is undoubtedly the most eye-catching junior. He can be elegant and intoxicated with piano and chess, and can also ride and shoot through the bull's-eye.

Sometimes he is lazy and unwilling to talk to people, like a lazy fox, but he is not completely indifferent. He also laughs heartily when chatting with the juniors, and many people are stunned.

...It seems that wherever you go, you are always the center of the crowd.

But Qingqiu Jue has a pair of amorous phoenix eyes, but it is matched with a heart that values ​​love and righteousness. Even though he looks amazing, the people who want to stay by his side have no success.

As Qingqiu Jue himself said, nothing in this world can hold him back, so how could he be the special one?

Qingqiu Jue's flustered eyes and bewildered look flashed through Xie Lingyu's mind just now, a little dazed.

He shook his head, took an irritable breath, and drove out these messy thoughts, accompanied by inexplicable reluctance and hesitation.

In any case, he didn't want to be a fool anymore.

Even if it is Qingqiu Jue or A Jue, it is very important to him.

in the cave.

Seeing that he was motionless, Fox sighed softly, took off his robe and put it on him. It's funny to say that he was still bothered by himself a few days ago, but he didn't expect the world to repay him so quickly.

"Let's go, it's better to calm down first." Hu Mian sighed, pushing Qingqiu Jue's arm to lead him forward.

Qingqiu Jue didn't move, put on the human skin mask again, suppressed the chaotic mood, and then continued to walk forward, his voice could not hear any emotion, "How is the situation in Mocheng, is there a commotion?"

Hu Mian chuckled and shook his head, "It's really you... Don't worry, Mocheng is very stable, you have won the trust of the people by accident, they are all looking forward to you and Mr. Xie going back."

Qingqiu Jue didn't speak, just nodded lightly, but when he heard "Xie Gongzi", loneliness flashed across his face, almost to Humian thinking that he had misread.

In the blink of an eye, he became that calm, indifferent Qingqiu Jue again.

Hu Mian shook his head, curled his lips and said something meaningful.

"That night before the gazebo, when you told me what a king is, who was the last thing on your mind?"

Qingqiu Jue's back stiffened instantly, and he looked at him fiercely, "...what do you want to say?"

At this moment, Hu Mian finally understood why Jin Zang loved to shake his fan all day long. If he had a folding fan at the moment, he would shake it in a pretentious way.

"I want to say—" He draws his voice out, needing a beating.

"Before, your eyes were full of nostalgia and unresolved sadness, but then you smiled, as if you were the last person you thought of..."

Hu Mian recalled that scene, Qingqiu Jue's pair of phoenix eyes contained the moon mist brought by the wind, and the originally sad expression came alive, especially amazing under the night.

In the distance, all the fireworks in the world are almost extinguished, only a few sporadic lights are on, but he seems to see the one that belongs to him.

"It's the firework you hold on the tip of your heart."

Humian said this sentence very lightly, as if he was afraid of scaring someone away.

"Huaijin, you should be back."

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The condition of Qingqiu Jue's injury is unknown, there was a man in Qingpao who was waiting in the inn room to diagnose and treat him.

Fortunately, he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, but he needed to rest recently, and the underwater impact was too strong, which injured Qingqiu Jue's internal organs, which made him unconscious for so long.

The guy with the fox face went to see Mo Sui, and Jin Tang sat on the side anxiously, his eyes were swollen from crying, "Boss, you are so scared to death."

God knows he was scared out of his wits, and the two were washed away by the flood almost in the blink of an eye.

"Young Master Xie really cares about you, or else... Hey, where is Mr. Xie?" Jin Chan recovered his strength and looked back suspiciously, there was indeed no one there.

It's impossible - no.

It is not impossible.

Jin Chan subconsciously kept his voice silent, and carefully cast an expression on his boss's face. As expected, there were clouds, lightning and thunder.

He slapped himself in the heart, his broken mouth was really something he couldn't open or lift.

Could it be that the conflict that night was not reconciled?

Qingqiu Jue raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, his voice was tired and compromised, "...what about others."

Jin Chan knew who it was when he heard it, and was a little hesitant. It is said that Mr. Xie came back and went to work without thinking about it.

He replied cautiously, "Mr. Xie probably went to Mr. Mo's place because he was afraid of your trouble."

Jin Zan didn't get a response for a long time, so he looked up quietly, and found that the boss was hanging his head, obviously not speaking, but exuding an inexplicable... aura of grievance and dejection?

No, it must be his illusion.

Qingqiu Jue thought he was an eyesore, raised his hand and sent him out, hugging the quilt alone and lost in thought.

Jin Chan sighed and closed the door intimately for him.

For a moment, something flashed in his mind, and he stopped turning around, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Jin Chan, what is joy?"

This is what the boss asked that night.

Jin Chan: "...!!!"