Travel thousands of miles in my life

The young man's words were calm, but Li Qingyi's heart was shocked when he heard it. He took the hairpin that seemed to be extremely heavy in a daze.

The hosta tentacles are warm to the touch, and it can be seen that the owner has taken good care of it.The only fly in the ointment is that there is a pit on it.Li Qingyi looked down, and there was a small opal-like bead inlaid in it. The workmanship was rough, which ruined the original artistic conception of the hairpin.He put the hairpin in his hand and said solemnly: "Okay, I promise you."

"In this way, one thing on my mind is over." The young man laughed, with a faint gloomy look on his brows, "I'm leaving too."

"You are in such a body, where are you going?" Li Qingyi frowned, seeing blood oozing from the white cloth, he wanted to reach out to check his wound.Wen Shuqiu leaned back slightly, avoided the hand, and said softly: "Go to where I should go, don't ask any more questions."

He took out a bank note, pressed it beside the pillow, and put on his clothes again.

After packing everything up, the young man finally stood up and bowed to the two and the old doctor, "Thank you for your kindness. If there is a day to come, Wen will definitely tie a knot with a grass in his hand to repay it."

"The road ahead is very long, I hope you will cherish it." Li Qingyi also saluted, and after standing up straight, he looked at the figure who was on the road again without saying a word.

The long follower in black followed his gaze and saw that although the young man was emaciated and walking slowly, but his steps were firm, he couldn't help sighing: "He is a man, he didn't even cry out for pain after suffering such a serious injury."

"What do you know?" The man lowered his eyes and snorted with a smile, not only mocking himself but also ironically: "He is the real transparent person."

After saying that, he lowered his head to look at the hairpin again, and saw that the small beads on it were shining brightly, naturally exuding a hazy precious light under the light, the man touched it with a complicated expression, and put it in.

The young man strode forward, and the town he left behind grew smaller and smaller until it could no longer be seen.Half a day later, at the end of the road, several gray-clothed men on horseback were waiting at the intersection early, and the leader was a man with a hideous birthmark on his face.

When he saw the young man coming, his eyes lit up, and he raised his eyebrows: "You are finally here."

"Yes." Wen Shuqiu smiled, "When shall we leave?"

"You are Wen Shuqiu?" The man rode over, drew out the mother-child knife with a clang, and lifted the young man's chin: "Why didn't you run away all of a sudden?"

"Well, I am." The young man was forced to raise his head, and the sharp point of the knife even scratched his cheek, but he didn't feel the slightest panic, and said indifferently: "I accept my fate. When are we going to leave?"

"Now." Wei Sanjue made fun of himself, put the knife into the sheath and said coldly: "You ride that horse."

"Okay." The young man still had a submissive attitude. A rough and hard rope was stuffed into his palm, and someone pushed him again. The young man staggered a few steps and slowly climbed onto the horse.

The country roads are rugged, and the road is bumpy and rough on horseback.The man in gray obviously knew that he had eyesight problems and was not good at walking, so he tied his horse with a rope and walked forward with him.Wen Shuqiu lowered his eyes and held the rein tightly in his hands. The wounds on his back, waist and abdomen seemed to be showing signs of cracking, but here he dared not reveal his injuries easily.

This sharp pain did not affect the young man's riding. Instead, he sat upright amidst the torment, as stiff as if there was a wooden board behind him supporting his back.

"Hey, boy!" Wei Sanjue, who was walking in the front, suddenly turned his horse's head and came over, walking side by side with him, "Do you have any reason to hold that person's hand?"

Wen Shuqiu heard the words, turned his head and looked at the man, "Is he suspicious?"

"Well, you have been running away for so long, slippery like a loach, and no one can catch you. Now that you have suddenly appeared, how can it not be suspected?" Wei Sanjue had something in his mouth With a blade of grass, he asked lazily: "Do you know what will happen to you when you go back? It may be possible to tear apart the bones."

"It doesn't matter." After listening for so long, the young man felt that it was meaningless, so he turned his face and said in a low voice: "There will never be anything worse."

"Whatever you want, I was only entrusted by someone to warn you. It's time to show off your tricks and be more obedient." Seeing that he didn't want to talk more, and didn't force it, the man turned his head and left.

"Why did you warn me?"

"Probably because," he turned his head and smiled, "That person thinks you are pitiful."

The young man's stiff back slowly relaxed, chewing these two words carefully, he really realized some different meanings.He was extremely intelligent, so he could naturally guess from these clues who was the person who gave the little kindness.But the rest, I can't figure it out anymore, why did that person warn himself?Is there a bigger conspiracy?Does he have any other value?

All kinds of doubts were entwined in his heart, which made him dare not hold the slightest hope in this trip.

At this moment, Wen Shuqiu felt bursts of sunlight shining on his body and face, dancing on his fingertips and palms, warming his cold eyelids, bringing unparalleled comfort.

As if being soothed by this light to his tired body and mind, he took a deep breath and let go of his complicated thoughts for the time being.The young man kept warning himself in his heart that since he had already made a decision, he should not think about other unwarranted things.It's just that this kind of advice still couldn't suppress the nine points of fear and one point of reverie in his heart. The young man raised his hand and stroked his chest. There was no longer the small bead that he used to touch, but he seemed to be able to feel its temperature—— Hot, with an unquestionable determination, rushed all the way to the bottom of my heart.

Thinking of this, the road to prison didn't seem so hopeless anymore, Wen Shuqiu sighed softly, laughing at his own weakness.

It was night, and a cluster of light-like fires ignited in the desert.There were two people sitting around the fire, chatting casually.

"Brother Yan, this wine is not bad, where did you get it?" Wei Congzheng, who was wearing a cloak, looked at the wine bag in the man's hand, and asked a little greedily.Logically speaking, he is the prince of the dynasty, what kind of fine wine has he not tasted?It's just that in this desolate environment, the man in front of him has a bold personality, and his speech and behavior are full of the spirit of the sons and daughters of the world, which makes the wine in his hand taste like a hero.

"It's not good to buy anything in the town." Yan Wuwu heard the words and laughed: "It's just that I'm a glutton for alcohol. I used to be able to restrain myself when I was in charge, but now I can't control myself at all. .”

"That can only be managed by a close relationship. If other people control it, Brother Yan will definitely not be so happy." The prince also laughed, and he looked at the fire that was gradually starting to go out, and suddenly asked: "Brother Yan? Anything urgent?"

"Yes." Yan Wuwu picked up a branch from the side, poked the fire lightly, and with a bang, it suddenly ignited again, "Some things are either done by me or done by others, weigh it, It's safer for me to do it."

Wei Congzheng naturally knew what he was talking about, so he couldn't help being a little embarrassed, but he was always smooth, and this feeling was quickly covered up.Thinking of the things he had detected, he put his smile on his face again, and asked again: "If someone bullies you, what should you do?"

"I will report it." The man replied lightly, then stuffed the wine bag back to his waist, hung it up carefully, and tucked the cloak over the sleeping boy curled up beside him.

"Then what if that person is a loved one?"

The man's hands paused, he raised his eyes to look at the prince, and said calmly: "He is an exception."

The fire was blown by the wind and jumped a few times, and it seemed to be going down again.

Wei Congzheng was stunned for a moment, and then asked persistently: "Do you know what I'm talking about?! There's nothing easy to get along with behind that person. The relationship between you and me is mutually beneficial. What is the relationship between you and him?" ?”

"I know." Yan Wuyi stopped laughing, his mature and handsome face suddenly appeared extremely cold, his voice was a little indifferent, and it seemed even more unkind in this already cold night: "The relationship between me and the prince is cooperation." , It’s just a cooperative relationship. And he and I have a deep friendship, no matter in the past or in the future, we will go on together.”

The implication is to let the crown prince stop worrying about so many things. Wei Congzheng was a little annoyed at being humiliated in this way, and he frowned tightly: "Since you know the importance of this matter, then you shouldn't do this." Take the risk of putting a person who doesn't know the truth by your side. I hope you can come back safely, instead of losing all your wealth and life to Tsukiji."

Yan Wuwu almost laughed when he heard it. He heard the righteousness all the time, but in fact he was still worried that he would fail.Now he has connected the key to himself, and for the benefit of that, he dare not speak harshly to offend himself.Obviously his complexion had changed, but he immediately suppressed the fire, not daring to speak out.

What the prince did was too boring, he secretly sighed.

Unbearable to use, Wei Congzheng saw these four words from the man's dark eyes. He could hardly maintain the carefully maintained mask for a moment. Several veins burst out on his neck, his eyes were red, and he took a deep breath: "What do you mean sir?"

"What?" Yan Wuxin raised an eyebrow and asked.

"No—it's nothing." The prince was suddenly startled by his gaffe, he clenched his fists and stood up abruptly, and hurriedly said to him: "It's late at night, brother Yan, you better rest."

At the end, he still couldn't help turning his head to glance at the man.

I saw him still in that lazy posture, looking at the long-extinguished fire in front of him.A gust of wind blew by, rolling up sparks and ashes that hadn't burned out like stars, and the man heard him turning back, so he raised his eyes leisurely and looked over.

In that glance, there is a depth that Wei Congzheng has only seen in his life, as broad as the night.He didn't dare to look any further, and walked to the other side as if fleeing.

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