Sitting on a treacherous minister and good time

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006 named Feiyang, Yunfeiyang

更新时间2010-5-2818:05:12字数：4081

Walking along the familiar alleys, he walked towards the slums in a zigzag way, towards more and more hidden places.

Song Jing's heart surged with unknown emotions, as if the time had returned to that noon, the three of them walked one after the other, not daring to use spells, and they stepped on the snow, sinking deeply, and it was hard to get pull up.

As if tacitly leaving this period of time for each other to reminisce silently, the three of them didn't speak until they reached the familiar hut, and when they stood still, Song Jing turned to look at the little wolf: "Are they all there?"

"En." The little wolf smiled softly. After crying, he calmed down. Instead of being immature as a child, he was calm and quiet, like a gentle and polite little adult. "Brother Han is not very healthy yet. Well, Sister Mei will take care of him in the house."

"This kind of place." Song Jing looked around at the dilapidated and decayed low sheds of the houses. Under the cover of white snow, it was filthy. Fortunately, it is winter and not summer, otherwise the environment would not know what it would be like.He understood what Little Wolf was thinking, but he still frowned, "Little Wolf, don't treat yourself badly in the future." Even if you have to wait for yourself in one place, don't treat yourself badly.Make yourself better off.

The little wolf understood what Song Jing said, and blinked happily: "This place is actually very good. Brother Xiao Jing, with Brother Han and Sister Mei together, we are already living a very good life."

"How did you meet them?" Song Jing walked into the room, with helplessness in her slender eyes, there are some things that even the little wolf won't listen to.This place really contains too many memories, especially for the amnesiac little wolf, his newly born blank memory, all the coloring almost has the shadow of this cabin.

"Sister Mei and I left together." Little Wolf followed Song Jing while answering, "Sister Mei left that place, because there is no place to go for the time being, so I let her live here."

"Then Sister Mei found Brother Han who had been thrown in the garbage dump the next day, and finally moved him back." Little Wolf turned his head, his eyes full of expectation, "Brother Xiao Jing, don't you You will hate him, right?"

"No." Song Jing walked towards the room, followed by Wu Baili, dark cruelty flowed in her slender eyes, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye, "I only remember Han Zhang."

The little wolf was startled, shook his head and followed.

The door of the room is still the thin board like crisp paper, with a small round hole piercing through the door panel blackly, and the light inside can be vaguely seen.

Song Jing stretched out her index finger and poked it right into the hole. It was just that big.He was a little dazed, as if Sun Xiaowu's distorted expression of extreme pain appeared in front of him again. He pulled out his finger, and there were indeed black and sticky stains on his nails. Teeth, dazzling with the snow.

Such a lively person.Song Jing lowered her eyes, pushed open the door in front of her with her palm, raised her face in an instant, and slightly pursed her thin lips. It's a pity for such a vivid person.

"Little wolf, why did you come back like this..." Miss Mei who was sitting in front of the bed heard the sound, turned her head with a smile, a word stuck in her throat, and slowly drifted out of her lips when she was in a daze, "... Morning?"

"Young Master Song." She exclaimed, stood up abruptly, and took a few steps forward, with surprise and joy in her cold eyes, with a touch of gratitude, and some inarticulate confusion, "You, you Isn't it impossible to come back? You, you are... Mr. Song, I haven't thanked you...I..."

Song Jing looked at her quietly and talked until Miss Mei gradually calmed down, then said softly: "Are you out?"

"Well, I'm here." Miss Mei turned her head in embarrassment, used her fingers to gather the hair hanging by her ears behind her ears, her eyes drifted away, "Mr. Song, I will use the silver taels you left me to general I redeemed myself. I like the life I have now, it’s so good that it’s unbelievable."

Song Jing listened, her eyes slowly fell on the man lying on the bed with his eyes closed and unwilling to open.

Han Bai.

An incredibly loyal man, who was obviously upright by nature, was a man who helped the evildoers.

Miss Mei saw Song Jing approaching slowly, her eyes fell on Han Bai, and she couldn't help sighing softly: "Young Master Song, this man is a good man. I have been in the world for so many years, and I can see the essence of a person clearly at a glance. Han Bai is a good man."

"I know." Song Jing's slender eyes were deep and deep, "I know he is a good person."

"However, he has done things that countless villains would not want to do." Song Jing said quietly, "Go out for a while, I want to be alone with him for a while."

Bai Li stood behind him as quietly as a green bamboo. Hearing this, he turned around and left the room. He walked into the world of white snow and ice sculptures and jade, and continued to wait quietly under the corner of the eaves.

"Brother Xiao Jing..." Little Wolf called softly, but he didn't know what to say.

"I think, I agreed to your request." Song Jing glanced back at the little wolf, "I will make him come back to life."

Little Wolf blinked his eyes, nodded heavily, stepped forward and pulled Miss Mei out of the room.When he walked out, he closed the door behind him, and the light in the room suddenly dimmed.

He walked to the side of the bed, and looking down, he could see that the tall and straight man was already weak and haggard.Deep-set eyes, thin cheeks, pale lips and unshaven chin.The arms placed outside the quilt were wrapped in overly wide clothes, making them look more and more skinny, and the thin appearance could no longer be as strong and powerful as it was then.

The tough face was softened by the sickness, with a glass-like fragility.

The fan-shaped eyelashes trembled on the skin that looked much fairer due to the rest, Song Jing knew that he was awake and could clearly sense his arrival.It's just that he doesn't want to open his eyes, or in other words, he is waiting for death, until the day when he really can't open his eyes again.

"Do you still remember me?" Song Jing lowered her head, her pale cheeks were as cold as snow, "Han Bai, do you still remember Sun Xiaowu and me?"

The person on the bed didn't move at all, as if he had really fallen asleep.

Song Jing ignored it, and said to herself: "You are so loyal, but the master seems to be very dissatisfied with you. Han Zhang threw you away because of what happened that night? The servant couldn't guarantee himself It’s safe, it’s useless to keep it, it’s better to throw it away.”

The eyelashes trembled, and then the dead silence returned, as if resigned to fate, waiting for the darkness to come and take away his decayed soul.

"But how can it be like this?" Song Jing curved her thin lips and smiled strangely, "I treat my master so loyally, but loyalty is regarded as something worthless, discarded at will, turned a blind eye, never cared, never value."

Han Bai's face was even more defeated, with gray desolation, but his eyes were tightly closed, unwilling to wake up.

"For the so-called loyalty, I have discarded so much. Kindness, gentleness, tolerance, self-esteem and pride." Song Jing said each word clearly and slowly, each word seemed to be for Han Bai to remember in his heart, "However, my devotion is ignored by others, and I don't get a little return. The relationship between master and servant is like the relationship between slave and slave owner. It will always be a dark journey with no light in sight. mutual understanding and trust.”

"It's not important, you can throw it away at any time." Song Jing sighed faintly like an aria, "You are just a dispensable existence. No matter how loyal you are, loyalty is worthless in Han Zhang's eyes."

"I know." Han Bai opened his eyes, with quiet silence and weakness in his eyes, exhausted and weak, "I'm useless. Actually, you don't have to tell me these things."

Song Jing looked into these eyes, and there was too much sadness and self-loathing accumulated in them.

Somewhat clear: "When the master abandoned you, did the wrong things you have done and the regret and self-blame you have taken over? You can't tell yourself that everything is done for the master, and you don't have the belief that you put it first in your heart." , so the guilt and self-loathing you put in your heart under the backlog of so-called loyalty have taken control of your thoughts?"

"That's why I keep blaming myself and being sad, for myself who is full of darkness." Song Jing's slender eyes seemed to have read all Han Bai's thoughts, "So I thought, just die like this, to make up for those who were harmed by me people?"

Han Bai turned his head suddenly, stared at Xia Yu in a daze, and smiled bleakly after a while: "Shouldn't I? If it wasn't for the master, I should have died long ago. I have hurt so many...then..." His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and the painful whimper was stuck in his throat, like a small animal that was weak and whimpered intermittently.

"Without you, there will still be people helping the evildoers." Song Jing looked relaxed and said indifferently, "I will definitely kill Han Zhang in the future. And you, Xiao Wu's death is related to you, but I will not hurt you."

Han Bai lowered his eyes: "I thought you came to kill me."

"I need a bodyguard. Someone who knows the details of Han Zhang's life, his likes and dislikes." Song Jing looked at Han Bai's haggard face.