give me a chance to be a good person

Wu Lang's arrival was expected by Shang Shijing.

Panic always comes long after the adrenaline subsides. After Shang Shijing admired the blue sky under his feet, he couldn't remember why he stepped on Jinxuancheng. He felt dizzy when he saw Wu Lang's smiling face. Even stepping into danger is willing to be happy, human desire/greed is always above reason, when there are whims in the heart, overreaching becomes instinct, this is not friendship, he is not friendship with Wu Lang at all.

When it came to Song Wuhe, he admired that man's music very much, and he would not be disappointed if he made friends, but he would not be entangled in it, let alone risk himself for Song Wuhe.

Shang Shijing stood on the corridor and looked at Wu Lang. The other party's smile was impeccable, but he felt a burst of panic, and his heart sank endlessly.

He pressed that throb into the deep sea, trying to extinguish the weak flame.

It was not in Shang Shijing's plan to have ulterior motives for Wu Lang.

"Sir, why are you in a hurry to leave?" Wu Lang is very good at taking advantage of his own weakness. He didn't use it in the past because it was unnecessary, but when it was necessary, he would not lose face and give up such a powerful "weapon" .He knew very well that Shang Shijing always had a hard time rejecting other people's weak gestures, just like Miss Qiao had compassion for cubs, and Mr. has always had compassion for the weak.

However, this time, Shang Shijing didn't move an inch.

Wu Lang stood there without moving an inch, only to hear the other party's tone cold: "I don't need to stay, the reason why I walked with you back then was because Qiao Niang missed you."

Just because of Qiao girl?

He clearly knew in his heart that he and Qiaoniang's status in Mr. Shang's heart could not be compared, but Wu Lang still felt a little sore when he heard this.

Shang Shi Jingzai looked at Wu Lang carefully. The beautiful and proud flame bird spread its wings and carefully combed the master's gray hair. He tidied it up a little and changed into new clothes. The abjection, not the clumsiness of Yuyun's residence, just standing there quietly, Zhilan Yushu, still water running deep.

As if nothing had changed, and as if everything had changed.

The leisurely days in Yuyun's residence were a gift from heaven. Shang Shijing thought that Wu Lang was like a mirage in the desert of life, extremely beautiful from a distance, but blindly chasing him, he would end up with nothing but bones live.I and Wu Lang are as different as clouds and mud. This man is aloof and has an unimaginable past. He has experienced boundless wind and moon, and he has also seen endless killing. Mind.

If they really could cooperate with Nan Jixue, they would naturally have to meet Wu Lang.

To Wu Lang, Shang Shijing was just a ruthless passer-by, saying that strangers were too indifferent, and that friends were too close, but it was just that Wu Lang was born so gentle and refined, and he was so polite to everyone, so the two It doesn't look awkward among people; but if someone doesn't know how to measure, it becomes a joke.

There are too many dream chasers who expect dead trees to bloom, so there is no need for him to be one more.

His life should be just like what he once thought, marry a beautiful woman and have a few lovely children.

It should not be used to hope for a dream, a dream that is so dangerous that it will make moths fly to the flame.

"Mister helped me save my fourth sister. If I didn't have Mr. help this time, I really don't know what to do. What's more, when I escaped from danger, it was all thanks to Mr.'s help. It is already two lives, and I haven't repaid Mr. two." It's a life-saving grace." Wu Lang said with a smile.

Shang Shijing said indifferently: "Even without me, you wouldn't die that day, not to mention that I was not the one who saved you. As for your fourth sister, even without me, you can do things by yourself, it's just a matter of convenience. If you really want to repay the kindness, you might as well repay it to Qiao Niang."

"Qiao girl..." Wu Lang almost couldn't maintain his smiling face.

Wu Lang doesn't dislike Qiao girl, on the contrary, he still has a little love for this kind and lovely girl, just like he loves the younger generation.

He just doesn't like it, doesn't like that Mr. Shang always thinks about Qiao Niang, as if apart from Qiao Niang, the two of them have nothing to do with each other.

It just so happens that the fact is that, apart from Qiao Niang, the husband has nothing to do with him.

Really abominable.

"The Nether Ghost Prison has suffered so much damage, so I will definitely not let it go. I don't think it's enough to protect myself alone. I don't know how many dangers there will be in the future. If you really want to repay, you might as well take good care of Qiao Niang. She needs a stable place. It happens to be what I can’t give her now.”

Wu Lang was silent for a moment, then asked: "Sir, have you made up your mind?"

Shang Shijing hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "That's right."

In fact, he shouldn't have spoken so harshly. After all, Wu Lang's next words were unpredictable, and he hardened his heart for no reason as he could see the other's face.This man is too dangerous for him, always makes him hotheaded, makes him lose his mind, and it won't get better if he stays.

Even if Wu Lang doesn't continue to persuade him to stay, Shang Shijing can still see Nan Jixue one last time before leaving, make that deal with her, and say goodbye before leaving without seeming abrupt.

Wu Lang is the breeze on the river, the moon in the mountains, his voice can be heard by the ear, and his color can be seen by the eyes, but he can't possess it in his whole life.

"But what's the matter?"

"It never was."

"Since that's the case, could you please stay in the Little Mirror Lake for a few days, sir. You don't need to worry about Qiao Niang's place, but since you don't have anything important to do in the future, even if you don't ask for anything in return, my fourth sister and I should treat you well." Thank you." Wu Lang said in a low voice, "We should have a big banquet today, but the fourth sister is seriously injured, and I hope you won't be offended."

Shang Shijing looked at Wu Lang and couldn't help but sigh.

This was the smoothest path he had expected, just as he thought, Wu Lang was a person who valued love and righteousness, and would always try to keep him back.

He won the bet.

But there is no joy of victory.

On the contrary, Wu Lang felt joy in his heart, he knew that the master had backed down again.

Sure enough, the other party said softly: "Forget it."

Afterwards, Qiaoniang and Shang Shijing lived in Xiaojing Lake. Zhang Xiao was worried about Wu Lang and Nan Jixue, and was happy to have endless wine and fruits, so he stayed here. He respects his benefactor the most. Shang Shijing saved his elder brother and fourth younger sister. Even though his cultivation level was not as good as that of the third, Zhang Xiao was still very enthusiastic when he met him—except when he was eating wine and fruit.

In the past few days, Zhang Xiao didn't just eat and not work. His most important task in Xiaojing Lake was to help Nan Jixue heal his wounds. Zhan Zhixi's sword came so fast and hard that it almost pierced through Nan Jixue. Later, Hua Wuqi fiddled with the flesh and blood in the wound. Fortunately, the treatment was timely, and there was no irreversible root cause of the disease.

One night Wu Lang quietly left Xiaojing Lake, Zhang Xiao clearly saw the better lunatic coming, but the elder brother still didn't seem to recover.

"Fourth sister, do you think it's strange?" Zhang Xiao sighed, with her palm on Nan Jixue's shoulder. Her health has improved a lot these days, and she can tell some jokes on weekdays.

Nan Jixue raised her eyebrows and said, "What's so strange?"

"Brother, he used to..." Zhang Xiao's words twirled around his lips, thinking about those two lunatics, he couldn't scare Nan Jixue, and immediately swallowed back, "Brother's injury is getting better every day, and now it's healed." , why the eyes still can't see anything?"

It wasn't like this before, and it didn't matter if it was treated halfway.

Zhang Xiao secretly applauded the danger in his heart, and then applauded his cleverness.

"People who are blind, do they still care about whether their eyes are blind?" Nan Jixue had a smile on her face, her brows and eyes were full of charm, and the teasing turn in her tone made Zhang Xiao's hair stand on end.

"What? Why is the elder brother blind, why is the mind blind, fourth sister?"

Nan Jixue was at a loss for words for a moment, and couldn't help but let out a "beep".

Zhang Xiao couldn't hear clearly, so he asked suspiciously, "Fourth Sister, did you speak just now?"

"No." Nan Jixue was calm and composed, "You heard it wrong, I mean that big brother has his own measure, you see his injury is getting better day by day, and he doesn't need both hands to hit you in the past two days, you Why worry about him."

"That's not what you said." Zhang Xiao yelled, "You can't let him stay blind for the rest of your life. You usually care about your elder brother the most, so why don't you care at all now?"

Nan Jixue shook her head and said, "Okay. Second brother, let me ask you, what do you think... Mr. Shang?"

"Better than the third child." Zhang Xiao said concisely, and soon revealed his originality, "I think he is good in everything except that he is sometimes strange and cold. I guess he is the same kind of person as Xiao Du, who doesn't like to talk. The kind that loves action, with a cold face and a warm heart, otherwise I wouldn’t be helping Big Brother and you.”

A resolute smile appeared on Nan Jixue's face, her red lips regained their blood color, and they were soft and glamorous as before: "One is cold outside and hot inside, while the other is hot outside and cold inside, don't you see that it's very beautiful?" interesting."

"What's the point of two big men." Zhang Xiao was disdainful, "Everyone is the fifth brother."

Nan Jixue's eyes flickered, and she said thoughtfully: "It's true that the outside is cold and the inside is hot, but this Mr. Shang's mind is much more difficult to guess than Bei Yihong's, and he is not like Bei Yihong. Looks great."

"Why are you talking about Bei Yihong again?"

Zhang Xiao tilted his head and thought: Fourth Sister is really getting more and more obsessed, and she will not be able to become a white-headed old goddess in the future.

"Didn't you say it first?"

Nan Jixue smiled lightly, ending the conversation, and playfulness appeared on that face that turned all sentient beings upside down.

The show is on.

……

Wu Lang was tired of that man's tricks, going back and forth, pestering him endlessly, killing his last remaining expectations, but it was ridiculous to find that he still had some expectations every time.The fact is that, after the pursuit of incomparable, the dizzying expectation faded away, and gradually disgust grew in his heart, but he was tied to that person to death, unless he died, otherwise even if he cut his flesh and blood, that person would still be dead. is his only blood relative.

Seeing the light again may be a ecstatic event for ordinary people, but it is not the case for Wu Lang. He has been too used to losing things for many years, so he appears extremely calm, almost indifferent.

Perhaps it was because of his calmness that Shang Shijing didn't notice anything unusual.

There are few people in the small mirror lake, Qiaoniang and Shang Shijing are a man and a woman, there is no possibility of misidentification, Wu Lang saw Qiaoniang who was robbing Zhang Xiao for wine and fruit on the road, the two of them Drunken after eating, standing in the yard laughing, and then falling to the ground with a heavy sound that hurts the flesh, the two of them fell to one side, snoring loudly, and were lifted up by a dozen or so fish slaves who greeted each other, Send them to the room one by one.

Qiao Niang was just as Wu Lang thought, but he was used to seeing mountains of corpses and seas of blood, so he didn't find a woman's ugliness to be scary. There are countless examples of femme fatale hearts; whether Qiao Niang is born beautiful or ugly has nothing to do with him, and Wu Lang will not affect his evaluation of Qiao Niang because of her appearance.

He just felt that the husband is not a person who judges people by their appearance, so he couldn't help but feel more happy in his heart, regardless of whether this matter is beneficial or harmful to him.

It can be seen that Nan Jixue's term "heart blindness" was not aimless.

Shang Shijing is not a person who likes to run around. It can be seen from his ability to endure the boring life of Yuyunju day after day. There is everything in Xiaojing Lake. He hasn't practiced the piano for a long time, so he Calling Yu Nu to fetch one for him, after all, it was a woman who was meticulous and tuned the qin. Shang Shijing put the qin across his knees, regardless of its stability, sat on the boulder and started playing.

The qin was shaken slightly, but the sound could not be made, but two little fish slaves were asked to hold it, one on the left and the other on the right. They both tilted their heads, their eyes sparkling, as if expecting some fairy music.

Shang Shijing was originally a pastime, but he didn't expect someone to cheer him up like this, so he had to pay attention.

There are not many other creatures in Xiaojing Lake, but there are also some flowers and birds, especially the most exotic flowers, because the bottom of the lake is like spring all the year round, it is prosperous and blooming, spreading out a sea of ​​flowers, and countless spirit butterflies are flying in it , Shang Shijing's residence has a long corridor, and at the end is a sea of ​​flowers.

There is a lake within a lake. It sounds ridiculous to say it, but it looks very beautiful. Countless petals in the sea of ​​flowers are scattered in the air along the wind, like rain and mist spraying. Rubbing the thin waves along the flowers, two little fish slaves raised their hands on tiptoe. They were small in size but strong in strength. They looked at Shang Shijing expectantly.

When Wu Lang arrived, Shang Shijing was playing the piano, and the flowers were falling like rain. This sea of ​​flowers was carefully planted by Nan Jixue, and the petals all over the sky used a clever method. The real flowers and trees were hidden, which made this boundless rain of flowers.He sat in the middle, the strings trembled halfway, the sound of the piano had improved greatly compared to the first time he heard it, because it was so far away, it was not very clear, so it was hazy, causing a bit of a foggy look. Feelings come.

Xiao Yunu looked at each other and muttered, "No grandma can play as well."

Shang Shijing couldn't help laughing, he stopped his hands, half leaned on the piano, and happily lowered most of his body to talk to Xiao Yunu, with a soft voice: "Miss Nan is naturally better than me."

Xiao Yunu nodded and said, "Yes, grandma is the best."

The breeze was blowing, and Shang Shijing's long sleeves were rolled up and blown up slightly. He leaned on the long piano, as if he hadn't woken up in spring, his brows and eyes were full of smiles, his complexion was as white as ice and snow, and the petals fell on his cheeks, adding a bright red color .

Xiao Yunu thought for a while, then comforted Shang Shijing and said, "You play very well too, and in the future you will definitely...well, your playing is only a little worse than grandma's."

When Wu Lang came, the little fish slaves picked up their zithers and were running back. He walked over from the sea of ​​flowers, as if submerged in the mist of flowers. Shang Shijing was sitting on the white stone and looking at the little fish slaves. Looking at their figures, they thought the words were very cute and funny, but when they turned their heads for a while, they saw Wu Lang walking slowly, and couldn't help being startled.

Naturally, he is not some ugly monster. If you have to say it, there are not many good-looking people in the world who have looked at him.

"Mr. is in a very good mood today." Wu Lang said with a smile, his calm heart surged, he deliberately looked at the other place, but looked at Shang Shijing from the corner of his eye.

"Shang Ke." Shang Shijing sometimes admired his own willpower. Facing Wu Lang's face, if several people could speak hard, he could.

Mr. Shang didn't look like any face that Wu Lang had imagined, but it fit him very well.

This feeling is both strange and familiar. It's weird like reuniting old friends, but it's like love at first sight.

Wu Lang blinked, and suddenly said: "Speaking of which, I have never seen what Mr. looks like."

"Just like ordinary people, nothing more, nothing less." Shang Shijing was reluctant to stay with Wu Lang, he could feel that his few insistence collapsed under Ming Wu's intention, just like It's when you see beautiful jewelry, but you can't possess it, but you can't help but imagine the surprise when you get it.

In the end, even taking a second look seemed to take advantage of a lot.

So Shang Shijing tried his best to sound cold enough to scare Wu Lang away.

Wu Lang probably felt a little embarrassed, so he said softly: "Really." Then he smiled sadly, his eyes hadn't fully met Shang Shijing, he didn't know where Shang Shijing was at all.

Shang Shijing endured it, but in the end he couldn't. He held Wu Lang's shoulder and turned around, somewhat unbelievable that he would be so crazy that he felt soft-hearted towards such a blind man who could easily hang and beat him a hundred times. Slowly said: "Stretch out your hand." Wu Lang stretched out his hand meekly and obediently, and looked at Shang Shijing openly.

The gentleman is far paler than he thought, which probably has something to do with the coldness in his body, and his brows and eyes look very cold, which is also in line with his temperament.

Wu Lang didn't look at Shang Shijing unscrupulously, so as not to let the other party find out.

The other party sighed silently for no reason. He lowered his eyes and closed his eyes. He took Wu Lang's hand, hesitated for a long time before sticking it to his cheek, and said lightly, "You are really curious. This is the only way I can do it."

This move was caught off guard, Wu Lang felt his heart skip a beat, and almost retracted his hand in shock, but his fingers went against his will, and he didn't move, instead, he stroked the cold face carefully. stand up.

Wu Lang felt that he was really a blind man. Shang Shijing had his face lowered in a meek way. His browbones were a little high, his eyes were beautiful, and his skin was as white as ice. This face didn't seem to match his voice, but it was unexpected. harmony.

Wu Lang originally thought Mr. Shang would be older or more stable.

There was a vague fragrance on his temples, and Wu Lang unconsciously moved closer. At this moment, he almost thought that he had never seen that person, nor had he seen the light again. His fingers were still drawing lightly and slowly, like It's the only moment in my life to be so close to my husband.

"how?"

Shang Shijing's lips moved, his lips were not too bloody, but very pale, but there was no sickness, and there was a cold smile, which could not be said to be contemptuous or joyful.

The clear eyes reflected that person's face, but what the fingers traced out seemed to be another style.

Although the other party didn't show any annoyance, Wu Lang still withdrew his hand. He had a deep understanding of the four characters "point to end", and knew how to avoid arousing the other party's disgust.

"Mr. offended." Wu Lang felt that his voice was also a little hoarse, not only hoarse, but also dry, like swallowing five big steamed buns made by Qiao Niang, leaving only rough powder in his throat.

Shang Shijing came back to his senses the moment the other party withdrew his hand, Wu Lang sat sideways slightly, and turned his eyes away from the only person present who could talk to him.

It was so abrupt just now, I don't know if it scared him.

Shang Shijing secretly laughed at himself, and for no reason, the part of the TV series popped up in his mind, and he grabbed the other party's hand without thinking. He just couldn't see Wu Lang disappointed and sad. This was not good news, and he didn't know Wu Lang Lang would not mind.But then he thought again, in Wu Lang's heart, he might have been a weird person long ago. He has such a good temper, so he won't get angry, and it doesn't matter if he minds or not.

The news didn't make him happy, on the contrary, he became even more disappointed.

He clearly warned himself to keep a respectful distance, but he couldn't help feeling overwhelmed by the other party's politeness.

Mr. Shang's demeanor was always so plain and elusive, Wu Lang was almost confused by the alienation shown by the other party, he thought that maybe Mr. Shang's doing that meant something was different, but maybe the other party just felt that it was so simple. : There is only one way.

Wu Lang knew that Nan Jixue was blaming herself, she blamed herself for not being able to pull Zhan Zhixi, she blamed herself for underestimating Zhan Zhixi's feelings for Bei Yihong, watching the fifth child fall into the abyss...

Otherwise, according to Nan Jixue's injury, she would not waste her energy on Wu Lang at a critical moment.

She wasn't worried that Wu Lang would follow in Zhan Zhixi's footsteps.

Those killings, those past, those unknown secrets, Ling Guangjun killed Wu Lang for the first time in his life, dumped his bones, and came back to life completely.

As a result, the monstrous flames burst out from the deep sea and burned blazingly.

He is the abyss.

What Nan Jixue was worried about happened.

The author has something to say: I found that some readers understood it, and some readers were a little confused.

Here is a hint.

Remembering what kind of person the eldest brother was when he was Ling Guangjun, Nan Jixue was not a big brain.

Then there is no abuse, it is very sweet and sweet [Slap on the chest to guarantee]