The Life of Locking the Heavy Building is Absurd

"Let's go, let's go!"

The tall man squeezed back and forth in the crowd, the splashed mud stained the delicate shoe uppers, he did not care about the abuse of others, and his eyes were firmly fixed on one person.A thin body was wrapped in a white gown, with a white neck and black hair loosely tied behind his head. Although there was only one side face, Han Jing thought he was!definitely is!

Han Jing followed silently, not daring to call him, for fear that he would just run away again.Following along through several alleys, the person in front suddenly stopped with his back turned to him, and his quiet voice was as familiar as yesterday: "I'm not too tired to panic after following you for so long. Wan is a poor man, and his whole body is tired. If you don’t mind taking out a few copper coins, you can follow me to the humble house to get two calligraphy and paintings, which can be burned to keep warm when winter comes.”

"Zixiao..." Thousands of emotions occupied his chest, and Han Jing couldn't stop himself from calling out that name, the two words that he called out countless times in his dream.

Before turning around, the person in front suddenly quickened his pace, and the yellowed oil-paper umbrella swayed from side to side in the drizzle, shaking non-stop.

Han Jing ran after him and grabbed the fleeing man with one hand.The paper umbrella with rain came over his head and face. Han Jing blocked it with one hand, but firmly grasped the man's shoulder with the other and refused to let go. He turned him around abruptly, but what Han Jing saw was an unfamiliar face.

"Zi Xiao..." Han Jing's lips moved slightly.

The person being chased let out a sigh of relief, and tried to break free from the shackles: "It turned out that he admitted to the wrong person, and I thought it was the villain who robbed the money. My son, I was really embarrassed just now..."

"Wan Zixiao, I recognize you," Han Jing frowned, and said firmly, "Even if your appearance changes, I can still recognize you at a glance!"

The forced person shook his head, and there was a layer of disgust in his eyes: "My surname is indeed Wan, but you shouldn't compare me with the notorious courtier. You have mistaken me!"

"Then why did you run away all of a sudden?" Han Jing grasped a flaw and didn't let go, pressing on step by step: "You heard my name is Zi Xiao, why did you run away? Don't talk about robbers, I don't believe in any gangster who robs money You have to call someone before you start! Zixiao, Fang Xinyu told me! You are not dead! You were brought out by Qibao in advance, right?"

"Wan Zixiao is dead." He couldn't allow him to say more, and the cold-faced person stopped him without hesitation: "If this young master really thinks that he is not dead, go to the government to report it!"

His attitude was firm, and Han Jing couldn't hold on anymore, so he smiled wryly: "Yes! You are right! Wan Zixiao is dead, and Han Jing is also dead. Everything ended three years ago! Then this Young master, would you mind going down to the humble house to avoid the rain?"

The man in white picked up the paper umbrella from the ground and walked forward without looking back, as if he didn't hear Han Jing's question at all.

Han Jing sighed, but there was a hint of joy in his heart. After all, he didn't refuse, so he reluctantly agreed?

There was no more words along the way, and when we approached a low house, the man in white suddenly said: "In Xiawanyu, although the humble house is humble, it can only accommodate friends. This young man is not related to me, so I should find him elsewhere." Take shelter from the rain! You saw it when you came, there is a restaurant on the left at the entrance of the alley."

Han Jing squeezed his sleeves, spread his hands and smiled: "The restaurant is good, but I didn't bring any money! Why don't Mr. Wanyu make friends with me, my surname is Han, and my name is Shaoyang."

"You can eat indiscriminately, but can you have promiscuous sex with friends?" The person called Wanyu twitched her eyes and said mockingly: "I think the young master's outfit is good, and it can be worth a few days' rent if it is sold. , why bother to come to me and suffer.”

After finishing speaking, Wan Yu stopped talking to Han Jing, turned around and entered the room.

The rain in Jiangdong is small but it can be drenched thoroughly. At this time, when the east wind blows, the people under the eaves are shivering.A serious illness three years ago emptied the foundation of a strong man, and now he can't stand the cold wind.

Han Jing outside the house was trembling, and Wan Zixiao inside the house was also fidgeting, not much better.He took off the mask and threw it into the water basin, with nowhere to vent the smoldering fire in his stomach.He just called out a name, and he was so frightened that he ran away in a panic, wearing a mask, wearing a mask!How many times have I told myself that Wan Zixiao is dead, but Wan Yu is alive!There is only Wanyu in this world!Why did he appear in the life he was used to?Yes!How could he appear here?

Wan Zixiao turned her face to the side, looked at the end of a row of enshrined tablets, and couldn't help but laugh--the tomb of King Jin Han Jing.For so many years, I have hated and resented, but I am also the only one who has loved.Han Jing hurt him, but why didn't he hurt that person!Fighting so hard that it was bloody, but I couldn't understand what I was asking for?Two ridiculous people...

Wan Zixiao shook his head, a heart as big as a fist left too many traces of Han Jing, if he insisted on removing them all, he would not be him, but a living shell.In the nearly 20 years of entanglement, everything Han Jing said and did, every sentence, every thing is left in the memory, and no one can replace it.

These are all facts, Wan Zixiao doesn't want to deny it, but he doesn't want to just forgive Han Jing either!hate it?I can't say it, it seems that unwillingness is more appropriate than hatred.

It was completely dark, thinking that people outside should also leave, Wan Zixiao stood up and prepared to go out to buy some food.Just as the door was opened, a body fell in.

The skin was terribly hot, Wan Zixiao was startled, and hurriedly supported Han Jing's body and lay down on her bamboo bed.How could he be so weak?The thin man became more worried, and hurriedly took out two pieces of silver from under the bed and walked out.

"Don't go", Han Jing reluctantly opened his eyes, and the person he was thinking about day and night was close at hand: "Zi Xiao, don't go..."

Wan Zixiao curled her lips angrily: "If you don't leave, how can I find a doctor for you!"

"You stay with me, I'll just sleep." Han Jingsheng was afraid that the man would never come back once he left, so he stubbornly grabbed Wan Zixiao's cuff: "It's just an old disease, not a serious one, you..."

Wan Zixiao stood on the spot, hesitated for a moment, sat down at the end of the bed and said in a muffled voice: "I won't go! Then go to sleep!"

Waiting until the watchmen started to work, Han Jing's body temperature did not show any drop in trend, Wan Zixiao couldn't sit still, pulled out the clothes from the burning man's hand, gently walked to the door, and trotted to find Doctor.

"Go back and rest, I'll look for it!"

Gao Zhan pushed Xiaoyun into the carriage involuntarily, and stretched out his hand to press her slightly swollen abdomen: "Yue Yu is very cold, don't run around when you are pregnant with a child!"

Xiaoyun pouted, with a worried expression on his face: "Where do you think the master can go? His body is not as good as before. What if he gets sick?"

"Master, he is an auspicious person!" Gao Zhan turned on the lantern in his hand, and tried to comfort Xiaoyun: "Maybe your young master is taking care of it at this time!"

Xiaoyun's frowning brows were loosened, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile: "If this is the case, he is not beautiful! Gao Zhan, do you think that person is really my son?"

Gao Zhan covered the lantern with a paper umbrella, and tightened his coir raincoat: "Master thinks he is, and you think he is, so you can't be wrong! Xiaoyun, maybe we can take root this time, and we don't need anything else." Run around!"