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Zhao Shitu just looked at the sunset like this, silently lost in thought, until Luo Huan turned his head and asked hesitantly: "How...how do we get down?"

When he saw Luo Huan's pale face, he immediately thought it was funny. This kid was not only afraid of the dark, but also afraid of heights.If he hadn't saved himself resourcefully before, anyone would have regarded him as an ordinary brat.

Zhao Shitu cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Hey, the eaves are only two stories high. Jumping down is much easier than climbing up. Don't you even have this little kung fu? Otherwise, you still have your butt facing outward, step by step. Climb down, so as not to break your leg and be ashamed."

"You have your butt facing outwards!" Luo Huan was really enraged by him, he yelled at him, and jumped down.

Zhao Shitu hurriedly leaned forward, watched the other party lightly fall to the ground, and then he was relieved.

Before Luo Huan could stand still, he turned around, raised his head, and made a funny face at him.

Ming Yuezhu shook her head, and followed Luo Huan and jumped off the wall.

Zhao Shitu patted Shangguanqing's waist, "They're all gone, you don't have to hold on." He helped him and sat down carefully, and he sat beside him.

The tiles were hard and slightly uncomfortable, but even so, Zhao Shitu felt a rare sense of relief.Tiredness is like a caterpillar, crawling all over the body, invading the white bones of the limbs, squeezing out the remaining strength.

He is really tired.After escaping from the prison, he ran around the city non-stop, collecting evidence and transporting stolen goods, and finally exposed the conspiracy before the team of guarding the sword set off.He had forgotten how long he hadn't closed his eyes.

The wind in my ears was still loud, and the scenery on the street sank along with the dusk, as if being pulled far away.He saw Ming Yuezhu and Luo Huan heading towards Yan Wuhua, who was directing a group of people to rescue Jiang Jingtian, and it was getting dark, he couldn't see it clearly.But Jiang Jingtian should still be alive.Thanks to Ming Yuechen stabbing his chest, the wound was not too deep and did not touch any important organs.If the stabbing was in the neck, even the gods might not be able to save him.

Whether Ming Yuechen really intended to kill Jiang Jingtian, Zhao Shitu didn't know, he fought against this person several times, and fought each other for strategies, but he never understood her heart.

It's not just me, Ming Yuezhu and her are connected by blood, they grew up together, and they are very close, but in the end, they still don't understand her.

How does one know a person?

He pondered deeply, and vaguely felt the body temperature of the people around him, slowly coming from the place where his arms touched.Isn't such a realistic temperature close enough?

Shangguan buried his head deep in thought, Zhao Shitu poked his arm with his elbow, and said teasingly: "It turns out that you are not made of iron, and you will also feel tired."

He raised his head slightly, and suddenly coughed without warning, covering his mouth with one hand, his shoulders trembling violently with his chest.Zhao Shitu was terribly frightened by him, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?" After a while, the coughing finally stopped, Shangguanqing slowly moved his hand away, and there was a puddle of blood on the palm.

Zhao Shitu's expression changed in astonishment: "You are not only tired, but you may have internal injuries. I will take you down and let brother Yan treat you."

Unexpectedly, Shangguan grabbed his arm and shook his head resolutely.

"But……"

"This is not the first time."

"Okay." Zhao Shitu had to give up, and instead stroked the opponent's back.Shangguanqing's breathing gradually eased, but his head was still hanging down, and he said in a muffled voice, "I just need some time to recover."

Zhao Shitu said softly, "Okay, don't worry, I'll be here with you."

Then Shangguanqing turned his head and looked at the people around him, seeming to have something to say, Zhao Shitu pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "It's cool and comfortable here, and you can see the mountains in the distance. Maybe there are stars after nightfall." You can see the moon. As long as you recover, I will stay with you as long as it is the world below, which has nothing to do with you and me."

"You..." Shangguanqing's lips moved, as if she had thousands of words, but they were all stuck in her throat, and she couldn't squeeze out a single word.

The two thin lips were finally drawn into a line, and the black pupils flickered in the dim twilight. He seemed to be trying to suppress something, and his expression had an unnatural heaviness. The words that choked in his throat were obviously just words, but they were more exciting than blood. uncomfortable.

The two were so close that their foreheads almost touched, how could Zhao Shitu not see it.

In fact, Zhao Shitu has already noticed that Shangguan's abnormality is not just as simple as being tired. It is a pity that he could not hear the horse's head cut off just now, but he knew that it must be very important, enough to make a hard-working person mess up. mind.

No one is born with iron. Babies can cry and children cling to their parents. Anyone who claims they are born as cold as ice is lying.

A person chooses to be silent, is it because words are useless to speak out, and chooses to be cold, is it because there is no one to share the warmth.

Zhao Shitu didn't hesitate anymore, straightened up solemnly, pulled Shangguanqing's shoulders, pulled him into his arms with all his strength, buried his head in his shoulder sockets, and then tightened his arms so that the two chests Closely attached.

If you can't dismiss his worries, at least give him a hug.

Shangguanqing's arms felt cool, but her chest was warm and throbbing violently.

Zhao Shitu smiled and said, "I found an interesting thing."

Shangguanqing stuck to his ear, and asked in a muffled voice, "What's the matter?"

He replied: "It turns out that you are neither too cold nor too hot, and you are just an ordinary person."

Shangguan's feelings froze at first, and then he sighed weakly, his voice was very soft, but Zhao Shitu heard it clearly, at such a close distance, nothing could hide from him.

Shangguanqing's breath sprayed on his neck, neither cold nor hot, just right.

Zhao Shitu said: "Ordinary people live in the world, and it's perfectly normal to have troubles. Why do you have to force yourself?"

He really doesn't have much experience in comforting people, he doesn't know what to do best, he can only put his hands on the back of the person in his arms and caress up and down like soothing a crying child.

The next moment, his body suddenly lightened, and he fell back uncontrollably, with the tiles on his back and the beam on the back of his head.His arms flicked in the air instinctively, and he hurriedly opened his eyes, but after seeing the scene in front of him clearly, he stopped moving.

Shangguan Qing's face was close at hand, filling his field of vision.

Just now, it was the other party's sudden force that pushed him down on the beam.

Shangguan Qing's chest heaved violently, his collar was slightly spread out, his broken hair hung down on his forehead, and the braid tied behind him hung down along his shoulders, falling on his white skirt, long and soft, like a wisp of black dots Put into rice paper, leaving a slightly curled mark.

The four eyes met, and the eyes that were close at hand became deeper and deeper, as dark as two pieces of clear black jade.

Zhao Shitu moved his lips, and also tasted the taste of the words stuck in his throat, it was really sour.In a daze, he remembered the piece of wood he had hit on the back of his hand in the dungeon.He only glanced at the wooden man's face in the darkness, but he could never forget it.

The face was almost sculpted in his own image, so lifelike.

How many wooden figures of the same kind have been carved by Shangguan Qing, does he have one in his heart?

How could Zhao Shitu not understand, how could such a person give such a heart to himself, how could he not be aware of it.

The sound of the wind in his ears suddenly became louder, as if passing over the surface of the water, blowing a messy fold on Zhao Shitu's heart.The roof was sloping, and the two were so close that the person who was leaning over only needed to lean slightly to press against his chest and his forehead.

Shangguanqing really did that, and even went one step further, sticking his lips.

Zhao Shitu's heart was already like the shore of a lake after a hurricane. He vaguely realized that he was wrong. Shangguanqing's chest was still warm just now, but his lips were now astonishingly hot. If he stayed longer, even himself would be burned up.Fortunately, he finally withdrew his lips, but he was still hanging at a distance, staring at the person below him, the light in his eyes flickered, as if revealing the uneasiness hidden under his eagerness.

Zhao Shitu cleared his throat, and said with a sneer, "If you want to spend a good night with me, of course I would like it, but this place is not too simple."

As if waking up from a big dream, Shangguan raised her arms and looked away.

Zhao Shitu only felt that the weight on his body suddenly lightened. Although his body was relaxed, he felt a sense of emptiness in his heart.

He stared blankly at the person in front of him, and smiled wryly in his heart, if all he wanted was a good night, how wonderful it would be.

He raised his hand, put his palm against the opponent's cheek, and brushed his fingertips along the mandible, softly calling: "Shangguan..."

But Shangguanqing hid even further, the two words seemed to be cursed, making him turn his back, and after a while, he said in a deep voice: "Actually, Shangguan is not my surname."

Zhao Shitu also propped himself up and sat up, leaned into his ear again, and said with a smile: "That's easy to say, how about I call you Ah Qing in the future, after all, you chose this name yourself."