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The soap color dissipated, and dawn broke in the sky.

The sky is filled with dull blue ash, and the white clouds are soft and boneless, like fluffy cotton wafting in the wind, and even the fate and ending can only be resigned to fate.Danqing fantasizes that his family will stand alone, break through the densely woven gloom, and spread to all directions, while Gray is relentless, like a lurking dead silence, striving to be a buried soldier waiting for an opportunity at any time to make a comeback.

Is it going to rain?

Bian Qingyu looked up for a few glances, then lowered his head and quickened his pace.

Think about these things and do nothing.

Walking in a hurry, Bian Qingyu walked to the Tianquan School's study alone. If Wei Chuge didn't practice martial arts, he would probably be there in all likelihood.

He held the mutton fat jade pendant in one hand, and the scarlet tassels came out from between the white and reddish fingers, like blood leaking from the fingers, about to fall to the ground, the pendant swayed from side to side with the frequency of the master's steps, and finally, Bian Qingyu stopped in front of the door, but the trembling red line did not stop slowly, but was still swaying, probably because it was disturbed by the breeze, so it could not be silent.

Or if he was walking in a hurry, Bian Qingyu couldn't help but breathe a little faster, his other hand curled up weakly into a fist, his index knuckles were about to knock on the motionless wooden board, but unexpectedly stopped at the moment of the touch.

But in a flash, no one knew what made the visitor suddenly change his mind.

In front of his eyes were the inherent cracks in the wood, but Bian Qingyu's gaze was empty and he didn't know where it fell. After a long while, he suddenly seemed to wake up from a dream, and suddenly turned around and went down the stone steps, almost as if escaping. He strode away, as if there was a scourge behind him.

It seemed that if it was a moment later, with a single thought, he would fall into the trap hopelessly.

"You're here, why are you leaving?"

The back door creaked and opened its mouth wide, and Wei Chuge, dressed in a graceful and luxurious black robe with a collar behind his back, came out with his hands behind his back.

Bian Qingyu couldn't help but took half a step back.

"It's really the sun coming out from the west. For the first time, the head of Bian came to me on his own initiative. What a strange thing!"

Bian Qingyu was taken aback.

Wei Chuge then said: "I dare not knock on the door when I come here, I'm afraid it's because I'm too timid to be close to the house, isn't the head of Bian shy?"

There was a bright smile on the other side, but Bian Qingyu only took one look, then turned his head and stopped looking at the other side.

Wei Chuge raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised, could it be that I really hit the mark?

Hearing Wei Chuge laugh loudly again, Bian Qingyu caught the complacency in his tone, he seemed to be in a happy mood, overjoyed.

At that moment, Bian Qingyu felt that the jade pendant in his hand suddenly turned into ice, as if facing the snowy top of a high mountain, the cold air was overwhelming, almost freezing him into a numb ice sculpture.

I shouldn't have come.

Bian Qingyu thought about it, but it was too late to regret it now.

Wei Chuge couldn't bear it long ago and hugged Bian Qingyu. He was not a warm and fragrant soft jade, but better than a beautiful woman in his arms. He brought Bian Qingyu into his study, and he always took the initiative to go to the Tianshu School to find Bian Qing. Yu's Wei Chuge, for the first time, tasted the joy of the head of Bian's "condescension" to visit him, so he was overjoyed, but he ignored the glare that Bian Qingyu suppressed in his eyes.

"Why is the head of Bian so leisurely and elegant today? Come to my dilapidated study for a walk?" After closing the door, Wei Chuge was finally able to get close to his neck and ask a question as if he was rubbing his ears together.

Bian Qingyu was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand to push Wei Chuge, "Let me go first."

Wei Chuge still laughed, "Why, just now you could hug and hug under the blue sky and broad daylight, but you didn't make a sound. Now it's just the two of us, so I can't hug anymore?"

Bian Qingyu poked his neck and repeated, "Let go first."

Wei Chuge raised his lips, but still let go of his arms, "Why are you looking for me?"

The hand clenched tightly on the jade pendant finally had to stick out his sleeves to taste the taste of early winter. Bian Qingyu first moved his lips silently, and then slowly said, "I'll return the jade pendant."

The moment he finished speaking, the smile on Wei Chuge's face faded a lot, "Why do you want to pay it back?"

The other party's reaction was expected, not unexpected, but Bian Qingyu suddenly felt that the jade pendant in his palm was tight, and he relaxed his four fingers slightly, which made him feel better, "I sent someone to inquire about it, and then Know……"

He lowered his eyes, and the complex expression was drawn into the turbulent waves in his pupils, and finally sank into his eyes, so when Bian Qingyu looked up again, there was only calm and indifference in his eyes, "I just know that the head of Wei has a family heirloom The jade pendant is also the crane auspicious cloud mutton fat jade, so I can't accept it."

"So?" Wei Chuge narrowed his eyes, "The jade pendant passed down from the family can't be given away?"

Bian Qingyu pursed his lips, he seemed to sigh, but the breath was too light and faint, with a little alienation, I am afraid only he could hear it, Bian Qingyu continued: "And, this jade pendant is Ling Ci's The family heirloom left to the head of Wei is a gift to—"

"Gift for what?" Wei Chuge stared at Bian Qingyu.

Bian Qingyu's lips moved, but after a while, he didn't say a word.

When the surroundings were almost silent, the wind became noisy, noisy, and deafening.

Wei Chuge slowed down his speech, raised his voice, and asked in a deep voice, "For what?"

He took a few steps forward.

Wei Chuge wanted to get closer to Bian Qingyu, he wanted to see clearly all the emotions flashing on Bian Qingyu's face, but he didn't want to, the silver-white mask of the other party was like an invisible and indestructible barrier, standing tall and holding all the delusions of being close to him. People are kept away from thousands of miles away, and he is no exception - unable to set foot in one step.

Perhaps Bian Qingyu was always just acting when acting on occasion, because he was so good at manipulating people's hearts, and the appearance of pretending to sink together was so realistic that Wei Chuge thought that the two of them were deeply involved, but woke up accidentally and realized that the other party Still thousands of miles away, calm and expressionless, neither sad nor happy.

And he is the clown who broke the covenant and made himself a cocoon.

Meng Dong's wind blew in along Wei Chuge's skirt, causing trembling in all limbs, and Wei Chuge raised his voice, "Say it."

Bian Qingyu remained silent.

Everything is silent, only the howling wind is whimpering, like a mournful qin flute.

The two just looked at each other silently, and in the end Bian Qingyu was the first to lose. He lowered his eyes and said, "...it's a gift for the future wife of the Wei family."

"So?" Wei Chuge pressed on step by step.

"So I can't accept it." Bian Qingyu replied softly, showing a little helplessness.

When Wei Chuge heard this, the smile on the corners of his lips dissipated invisible, leaving only the black and thick eyebrows with the brow bones pressed down, casting a heavy shadow on the eyes. He refuted Bian Qingyu's rhetoric in a deep voice, "I Give it to whoever you want."

With the turbulent look in his eyes, Wei Chuge slowed down his speech and bit every word very clearly, "There is never a reason to take back what I send out."

He took half a step forward, staring closely at the bottomless black eyes under Bian Qingyu's silver-white mask, "If you don't want it, just throw it away. Why do you want to give it back to me? I said it before, it's for the head of Bian The thing, that is the thing of the head of Bian, let it be disposed of."

But Bian Qingyu insisted: "I also said that the head of Wei and I are just exchanging benefits, and the gains and losses must be commensurate, so I can't accept your things for nothing, let alone—" After a sudden pause, he lowered his eyes. Glancing at the snow-like suet jade in his palm, he raised his eyes and continued: "What's more, this is useless to me, it's better to return it to its original owner."

"Then you can throw it away." Wei Chuge said suddenly.