naive rivers and lakes

56.

Mr. Wei raised his eyebrows, glanced at me, and said: "Well, you have grown taller." He patted my shoulder, and said this sentence inexplicably, I don't know what it means, he just squinted at me , the slender eyebrows are somewhat feminine, the eyes are as deep as a pool of water, and the sinister aura on his body is extremely thick when he curls his lips and chuckles. He also said to me: "You are still as ruthless as ever, When I was bored", I made a sudden move without even saying hello. The hand that patted my shoulder suddenly turned into a palm knife and cut across. I used Snake Dance to make a sudden turn of the neck, and another One hand to cut off his wrist.

Mr. Wei did not hide, and was determined to knock me unconscious, which made me more sure that Huafan was hiding something from me. I managed to clasp the man's thin wrist, and I got something slippery on my fingertips. It was a cold thing. When I looked at it, I was surprised that the snake had loosened the wrist. The snake hissed. I grabbed it in the air, and immediately clasped the snake three inches behind my backhand. Mr. Wei smiled, watching me cruelly pinch the deadly thing. I wanted to pinch the snake to death, but the blue-golden snake in my hand was very slippery, small and hard to grasp. It opened its teeth fiercely and bit at my thumb. I threw the little snake Going out, he bent down to avoid the silver needle thrown horizontally by Mr. Wei, hooked the door with his toe and kicked it hard, the door almost hit Mr. Wei's face, he touched the little green-gold snake and laughed to himself.

The door slammed shut, covering Mr. Wei's malicious face.

Before I stood up straight, the person behind me grabbed my arm and pulled me back, and I was pulled into his arms. The silver needle pierced through the thin window paper and flew in, right where I was standing just now, horizontally. Neatly.

Really cruel, I thought, inexplicably sleepy, my eyelids were fighting up and down, the door was pushed open, Mr. Wei looked at me, touched the snake in his hand, his hand stretched out towards me , but before touching Hua Fan, he grabbed my knees and picked me up. He hugged me around and took a few steps back, avoiding Mr. Wei's hand.

I!of!Cang!sky!ah!If you have something to say, don't hug me like this!

I struggled subconsciously, Master Wei's voice was getting farther and farther away, so far away that I could hardly hear it, I bit my lower lip and tried to stay awake, only to hear Master Wei casually mocking: "You see, this child is getting worse and worse I lied, but luckily I spit hypnotics on Xiao Jin, and I also dropped some when the silver needle flew out. If it were an ordinary person, he would fall down when he touched Xiao Jin, eh? Lord Hua, look, The child seems to have some sanity left."

"That child seems to still have some sense left." These words fell on my ears like a thunderbolt from the blue sky. I clasped my right hand tightly and held the corner of my sleeve. Eyes, half-truthfully calling him Ah Jin, the palm of my right hand hurt, I bit my lower lip, closed my eyes, and confirmed that he was indeed hiding something from me, three years ago he was hiding from me, three years later still.

It was the same many years ago, he knelt down and patted my shoulder repeatedly, I clasped his neck and refused to let go, I just felt that it was safe to stay by his side, smelling the scent of green leaves Can feel at ease, sticking to him like a little tail, my father asked him coldly: "Do you really want me to modify his memory? Even if he will forget you?"

I didn't understand what my father said. I looked at his face suspiciously, but I saw a look of grief on his face. His eyes clearly didn't cry, but they looked like they would cry in the next second. I was stunned. Stop, I saw this big brother I like smiled, his smile was ugly, his eyes were full of tears, he opened his mouth to me, didn't say anything, then turned his head to look at my father, Press my head, put me on his shoulder, otherwise I see his expression, I only hear him say in a hoarse voice: "I still want to live, revive the Huajing Palace, go drink monk Liansheng to make an end, I also want to protect him for the rest of his life in Chang'an, and kill the people he wants to kill."

"I know I won't live long, but I owe this child my life. If I live for a day, I just protect him for a day."

"Look at me now, how can I protect him?"

Slightly cold fingers swept over my lips==valve, and my heart was so itchy that I just wanted to bite, so I simply pretended to pass out, so that I wouldn’t be slapped with a hand knife again, let’s talk about Hua Fan He would not doubt the dosage of the medicine given by Mr. Wei.

Mr. Wei really has a dark heart, he took so many hypnotics, these drugs didn't have much effect on Hua Fan and him, but they worked on me.

I clasped my right hand tightly, thanking my heart for the years of wandering. I always have to be on guard when I go alone. I am a thoughtful person. In order to guard against it, I put a small piece of iron that is not very sharp in the palm of my right hand. The better ones usually won't cut, but if you put more effort, they will fall into the palm of your hand. I'm on my guard when I'm alone, especially when I'm with Huafan, and I can't rest assured.

How can I feel relieved.

Why can he lie to me for so many years by saying that he is good for you?Why should I, a man, be protected by a sick man?His body and bones are not much better, that is, he has lived longer than Bai Jiangqing, so why do he want to protect me forever?If I really believed his nonsense, it would be a big loss.

The dead have forgotten their life and sleep peacefully in the loess and bones. No matter how hoarse others cry, they cannot be called back.

You see, Bai Jiangqing doesn't know that he is dead, but he hasn't walked out of Zhongnan Mountain, isn't it almost the same as death, it's more sad than death, pity my brother's heart hanging in the air, not going up or down, Not living or dying, with this little chance in my heart, at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, waiting for someone who doesn't know if he will come back.

Greeting every sunrise and every night with longing, what kind of feeling should we feel when hope is born and then extinguished, and when it is extinguished, it is born again?

How can the third son of Bai be a warm and gentle son? He is indeed gentle, so gentle that he is almost cruel.

"Do you want to die?" Mr. Wei said to his leader coolly, with sarcasm in his words.

"I don't want him to die." Hua Fan replied, I felt his gaze on my face, it was clearly just a gaze, but it was more like a knife, wishing to cut into the flesh, remove the hard bones and flexible tendons, look at me The beating heart in the chest, whether it is black or red, is falling with a knife, to see if there is him in the heart.

"Huafanhuagong advocates Bo Yuntian, this brotherhood is really touching, why didn't God give me such a good brother—" Mr. Wei sneered, I closed my eyes, listening to his serious brotherhood Good brother, and that protracted, eccentric accent, one can imagine the mocking look on his pretty girl's face.

It is really remarkable that Palace Master Huafanhua can tolerate such a subordinate.

"I did it three years ago. With his pride, if it wasn't for his memory recovery, the three knives would have landed on his heart. Little Lanhua, do you think that Bengong will pretend to be a brotherhood just like you? Why don't I let Xiaoxue come over, so that if you don't see each other in a day, you will know to be mean with your mouth." Hua Fan replied, the mouth of Palace Master Hua Fan Hua is really mean, but it is not much better, but he said The cloud is calm and the wind is light, tearing people's scars slowly.

"Huh? Why don't you talk anymore, Xiaoxue is leaving soon, don't you..." Hua Fan was still in the process of Ling Chi, but was stopped by Mr. Wei with a sentence of shutting up.

There was a bang, probably Mr. Wei poured down a cup of tea and put it down heavily.

There was a knock on the door and Xiaoer's voice: "Guest officer, can I go in now for the two pots of sweet-scented osmanthus wine you asked for?" Xiaoer asked, two eyes swept over me, and finally Mr. Wei went out to drink. the door.

I naturally knew it was Mr. Wei, because I was still lying in Huafan's arms, and I didn't know what was wrong with him. He kept looking at me, making my heart tremble. If I hadn't pretended to be unconscious, I would have died Just jumped up and drove the man away, what kind of dignity is he holding a man and looking at him affectionately!I squeezed my palm again, enduring the lingering gaze of him.

"Huh? What children drink, sweet-scented osmanthus wine, your little lover wants to drink with you." The porcelain opened and fell, and the sweet smell of wine spread in the air, and then Mr. Wei said vaguely: " The cakes are delicious, Xiaoer said that the money is too much, so I added some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes."

"Little Lanhua, I want to grow old with someone, do you understand? So I'm not a little lover," Hua Fan said in a low voice.

"I know, the devil's heart is devoted to innocent young people, and he's not the kind who plans every step of the way. Tell me, how did you become the leader of the devil sect? How did you become like this? To be honest, I really hate you calling me little orchid. You clearly know that I don’t like that blue character, and I can’t do anything to you, but I’m the doctor who gave you the medicine, you offended the doctor, do you want to die early——” Mr. Wei asked, obviously in a teasing tone , but gave birth to a fierce killing intent.

I didn't intend to clasp the palm of my right hand tightly, because what Mr. Wei said was indeed the truth.

"Ben Gong knows." Hua Fan chuckled lightly, paused, and said, "Do you think I really care about my own life and death? Besides, you won't do anything, I'm the best in your hands Miscellaneous diseases, so what’s the matter with Bengong, you, little Lanhua —— aren’t you more miserable than me.”

"You keep pissing me off, don't you want to live anymore?" Mr. Wei gritted his teeth and slammed the table down heavily.

Hua Fan suddenly grabbed my right hand, covering mine with slightly cold fingers, and then I heard him say: "Okay, you go back and rest, you don't feel so tired, I don't care about it, Xiaoxue is leaving soon, You really don't care?"

"I don't care." There was only such a cool sentence, brought from a distance, and the door was slammed shut.

Huafan's hand groped for my palm, and when I wiped my hand with something warm, I realized that there was blood. Unknowingly, I clenched it too tightly, and blood oozed from my palm. I was again hypnotized by that strong Medicine without knowing it.

I tried to jump up from the person's arms, I jumped up, turned around but didn't land firmly, my footsteps staggered, I folded my knees and smashed down, the palm of my right hand subconsciously supported the landing, before landing, Hua Fan's hand Then he picked it up, picked me up, bent slightly and half hugged me.

"You bastard." I cursed bitterly.

"Ah Jin, you are such a bastard." I scolded, slurred my speech, and felt some pain in my right hand, but the pain was far away from me. After listening to the conversation, a heart hanging in the air fell to the ground, and my whole body relaxed down.

"Bastard." I scolded, gritted my teeth, and buried myself in my arms, sniffing the tangled scent of roses and musk.

"Ah Jin." I read.

I read it in my heart, I don't know it thousands of times.