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on his wrist.

"Song Jing, I raised you so big just to wait for the day when you will die for me." The woman was crying, but her lips curled up, "I don't want to, when I die, no man has hugged me yet. .”

After Song Jing buried the woman, he realized why women seldom get close to him.Occasional conversations are face to face, sitting far away on the sofa.Just because the woman was infected with AIDS when she was in college, until she died, she kept this secret, let down many men who fell in love with her, repelled the persistent way of the man who loved her deeply in a cruel way, alone Lonely, lonely, to the end of life.

Song Jing was 19 years old at the time and cried miserably.

So for him, the greatest misfortune in this world is that when someone dies, he will cry for it.

The best thing to do, then, is not to know people for whom you cry.

After that, Song Jing, who was originally influenced by women and had a solitary personality, became more and more withdrawn.

Hearing Song Jing's question, Tantai Chunshui turned his head just in time, saw the complete persistence and indifference in Song Jing's half-closed eyes, and his somewhat brisk mood hardened instantly.

"Hall." He replied in a deep voice, his pace quickened a little.

Tantai's hall was originally the place where important matters of the clan were decided, and usually only a few elders sat in it, the study behind the hall was where Tantai Qingyan dealt with matters big and small in the clan.At this time, the hall was brightly lit, and the lanterns were hung high, and it was arranged like a festival in the world.

Chun Shui was also a little surprised. He didn't know what was going on in the sect today.Glancing back at Song Jing who didn't care about everything, he hesitated whether to take him back.

Without waiting for him to think about it, a beautiful girl in a pleasing dress flew towards this side with a fluttering veil: "Brother——"

Song Jing raised her hand and touched the bridge of her nose, guessing that she and her sister must have been rescued.However, it doesn't feel like this.

He shallowly hugged Xiao Hongli who was rushing towards him, which seemed a bit unnatural.Song Jing is indeed not used to contacting strangers, even though Xiao Hongli is his sister in this body, but to him, Hongli is just a stranger.

"Brother, brother." Hong Li pulled the corner of Song Jing's clothes, pursing her lips with a ladylike smile, "I heard that brother is coming down to practice with us, I'm very happy."

After Xiao Hongli finished speaking, she let go of Song Jing's clothes, and stood upright in front of Song Jing.

The girl is only one year younger than Song Jing, and her slender stature is not much different from that of her elder brother.Song Jing looked up and looked into Hongli's firm and persistent eyes, secretly thinking that the girls here are really precocious.

Hongli quickly glanced around, saw Chunshui walking respectfully towards Tantai Qingyan who was slowly walking down the stone steps, and quickly turned her gaze to stare at Song Jing's slender eyes: "Brother, don't worry, I will take care of you in the future. Those people will all pay the price for their greed." Her eyes were stern and cold, and her morbid persistence was like a sharp ice needle, piercing straight into Song Jing's heart.

It was the second time that Song Jing saw the smiling girl who suddenly turned vicious, and couldn't help but froze slightly. Are the people here so scheming?It's just a little girl, why is it necessary to become what she is now?

He was a little impatient, such tedious and ugly intrigues had nothing to do with him, since this girl wanted to take good care of her brother Qingli, why would she tell him these obscure words?

Seeing the change in Song Jing's expression, Hongli showed a bit of sadness in her big dark eyes: "Brother, you have suffered. But..." She paused, the struggle in her eyes was fleeting, and then she regained her previous firmness , lowered her soft eyelashes to cover her eyes, and said nothing further.

That sadness is real.Even though she understood that it was her feelings for Xiao Qingli, Song Jing felt that the younger sister in front of her was a little less strange.

Those omitted words may be the source of everything.But Song Jing was not in the mood to explore.

"Qingli, are you feeling better?" A man's voice was heard from beside him, Song Jing tilted his head slightly, and saw a man with a gentle temperament and elegant features, and he could vaguely see the shadow of Chunshui. It's just that compared with Chunshui, it is much more mature and handsome.

Song Jing frowned, he didn't know the other person, and this person seemed to know Xiao Qingli very well, would he find out that he was a fake?Song Jing was a little ashamed, and only now noticed this problem.

Tantai Qingyan saw Song Jing's hesitant eyes, a vague smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, lowered his head to Song Jing's ear, and said softly: "Hey, have you forgotten who I am? Have you forgotten everything?"

Song Jing raised her head coldly, and looked at Tantai Qingyan with a half-smile: "You are the Patriarch of Tantai, right? I do have some things that I can't remember."

Tantai Qingyan got closer, and Qingyi's voice hit her ears chillingly: "Whether you forget it or remember it, you escaped and you should understand that this cage is not a weak wing. The canary flew out. Huh?"

The "en" sounded slightly nasal, smooth and greasy, like a poisonous snake with patterns entrenched on the body.It could be seen that he did not believe Song Jing's words.

No matter how bad Song Jing was, she should have guessed that the pain in that cell was related to the man, and the eyes she looked at Tantai Qingyan became colder and colder.

However, Hongli, who had been lowering his head all the time, raised his head at this moment, and his expression changed into the cheerful and cheerful smile before: "Uncle Tantai, my brother and I like this place very much, thank you uncle for taking us in and treating us so well."

Tantai Qingyan left Song Jing's ear, straightened up, and looked at Hongli with a smile: "It should be. After all, Qingli's mother is my own sister."

He gave Song Jing a meaningful look, and said: "I will take good care of you for your parents. Being in the Tantai family is like being in your Xiao family. Today, to celebrate Qingli's recovery, I have to go down the cliff. I have specially prepared a dinner party, and everyone will follow me in."

After finishing speaking, Tantai Qingyan strode towards the hall, followed by the quiet and sad Tantai Chunshui and Hongli Song Jing.

Song Jing was mentally exhausted, he really didn't want to face such a changing human affairs.

He only wants a small house, a computer, direct communication with people, intrusion or defense, and even the traps are neatly made.Unlike these things that densely surround themselves, there are no rules and principles that change endlessly.The human heart is indeed more complicated than a machine.He was never good at it.

A long table was temporarily moved into the hall, surrounded by a dozen or so men and women in blue clothes, about sixteen or seventeen years old, the men were tall and handsome, and the women were shy, with respectful and serious expressions. , standing straight on both sides of the table with his back straight.

In the front, apart from Tantai Qingyan and Tantai Chunshui, there are two girls who are about the same size as Hongli, one is wearing a white dress, with a small face, and her eyes are unceremoniously looking up and down at Song Jing who walked in. .One was wearing a goose-yellow dress, with clever eyes, and she pouted at Song Jing, not knowing what to say.

"This is Qiulan and Dongwu." Tantai Qingyan hooked Song Jing with the corner of his eyes, as if I would remind you if you forgot, "They are about the same size as Hongli."

Song Jing nodded, stood still next to Tantai Qingyan, and glanced at the table.

I saw an exquisite green jade plate on the table, which contained brightly colored and lustrous fruits of various shapes.Sniffing gently, the fragrance lingers, immediately refreshing.Song Jing contacted the memory that he had only in the afternoon, and suddenly understood that to reach their level of cultivation, all they need to do is eat some fruits cultivated by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

Tantai Qingyan saw that his eyes had been glued to the fruit, and chuckled lightly: "Is Jing'er already hungry, then I will announce one more thing, after that everyone will eat whatever they want."

Everyone put their eyes on Tantai Qingyan.

"This is Xiao Qingli, the second son of the Xiao family." Tantai Qingyan introduced to those men and women in Tsing Yi, and then turned to Song Jing, "They are the best of the younger generation of my Tantai family."

Song Jing was silent.Those men and women looked strange, and they cast their arrogant and curious gazes on him, knowing why they came here tonight.The second son of the Xiao family, the shocking news that four years ago caused a lot of uproar and a generation of people was annihilated overnight, is now a symbolic event of the strong birth of the Yaoyue Sect, which is deeply taboo by the major families.One of the survivors of this incident is now standing in front of him.A thin, pale boy with slender eyes and an expressionless face.

"From now on, Jing'er will stay in the backyard to practice with Shui'er, as long as the elite disciples at the front door recognize Jing'er's face." Tantai Qingyan said with a smile, "So, let's get started."

Song Jing unceremoniously picked different fruits and tried them one by one, experiencing a novel taste different from the previous life.

There was nothing wrong with the banquet, after that everyone left one after another, a servant led Song Jing to the room where he lived.

After not washing up much, Song Jing fell directly on the bed, closed her eyes and fell asleep quickly.What I have experienced today is really exhausting. Moreover, Song Jing clearly understands that she can't get rid of Xiao Qingli's identity, and tomorrow is the real beginning of everything.

The silvery moonlight slowly climbed to the edge of the bed, infecting the immature outline of the boy and the arrogance that surpassed all things.

From beginning to end, that soul was once a legend that people looked up to.

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The next morning, Song Jing slept soundly under the quilt.His soul is used to nocturnal activities, and he cultivates his health and rest during the day.I said Song Jing before