The rivers and lakes are full of vests

In the dark cave, Shi Qi sat up, his thin middle coat made him thin.

Fu Peibai sniffed, picked up a thick robe and put it on her body, while he sat on the edge of the bed.

Neither of them spoke for a while, but they spoke at the same time after a while.

"you......"

"for......"

Fu Peibai opened his mouth slightly.

Seventeen smiled lightly, "You go ahead."

Fu Peibai frowned slightly, his eyes were still red, "Why didn't you tell me earlier, Shi Qi is you, and the peak master is also you."

The smile on Shi Qi's face faded, and he said lightly, "What's the point of saying it or not?"

Fu Peibai became excited, and raised his voice slightly, "Why is it meaningless? If I knew about it sooner, I wouldn't have trouble sleeping because of it, and we wouldn't have those unpleasant things. I, we..." At this point , but she couldn't go on.

Yes, so what?She is seventeen, the seventeenth envoy of the Luoying Sect, and she bears the last wish of Kuchan and Duan Wushou. Even if they are no longer separated by Lu Wencheng, they are still separated by the battle of ascending the mausoleum.

Seventeen wryly smiled and said, "Apei, I think you also understand that you and I are on different paths in life, you have something you want to stick to, and I have something I can't turn my back on. I can ask you to give up fighting for me. Climbing the mausoleum and saving the world? I can't, I won't, and I can't betray the leader and give up everything to be with you.

Tell you everything and you won't be happier and neither will we, so why bother? "

Fu Peibai's nose fluttered, and her eye sockets became hot again. She tried to refute Shi Qi's remarks, but she couldn't speak anymore.

Shi Qi is right, they have their own beliefs that they cannot give up, whether they are Lu Yanran or Shi Qi, they always stand on different positions.

But she is not willing, unwilling to give up Shiqi just because of this, there must be a way, there must be a way to reconcile the positions of the two.

She was thinking wildly, and hurriedly asked: "Why did you work for Shi Qinghan? Did she force you with cold poison? Or did she use some other means to control you?"

Seventeen shook his head lightly, "It has nothing to do with cold poison, I joined Luoying voluntarily, and I also voluntarily worked for the leader."

Fu Peibai was stunned, "Why..."

Seventeen lowered his head slightly, most of his face was hidden in the shadows, and his voice echoed softly in the cave.

"Did you hear about a local martial arts sect, Wenyangmen, when you went to Hanyang?"

Fu Peibai nodded.

"Then you should have heard about the deeds of Wenyangmen being wiped out?"

Fu Peibai hummed through her nasal cavity, vaguely thinking of something, her body tensed up, as expected, the next moment Shiqi raised her head, light-colored eyes flickered with water, a kind of pain came silently from her plain tone spread.

"That's my family, and Lu Wencheng is the one who killed my whole family and then planted it on the Luoying Sect."

Fu Peibai's throat choked up, and he wanted to reach out to touch Shiqi, but Shiqi backed away slightly and continued: "My parents, elder brother, and even the nanny butler, all 28 of my family were buried in the sea of ​​fire without leaving any bones. Saved me, she brought me back to Luoying, raised and taught me personally, and gave me the ability to avenge my relatives. She not only gave me the grace of saving my life, but the grace of raising me is as simple as that. You can't betray her either."

Seventeen paused for a while, the rippling water in her eyes was about to fall, she almost swallowed the choking in her throat, and said, "Apei, I don't want to lie to you, but I can only lie to you, you Understand?"

Do you understand that sentence? The voice trembled so that Fu Peibai's heart trembled. She watched as a tear fell from Shiqi's eyes. The tear fell on the bedding, but also on her heart.

There were dense and sharp pains in the heart, and Fu Peibai suddenly understood that seventeen out of seventeen loves are unavoidable, so why isn't she?She was dying soon, didn't she also choose to hide it?

Because speaking out doesn't help, it just adds more sadness.

She turned sideways without saying a word, one hand wrapped around Shiqi's shoulders, the other hand was placed on the back of Shiqi's head, and she gently moved him into her arms, caressing Shiqi's Feeling the moistness in the fossa of his neck, his heart felt sour.

Hot tears come from Seventeen, such a fragile Seventeen, Seventeen I have never seen before.

But Shi Qi was extremely tolerant even when she was crying, there was no hoarse cry, no faint sobs, and she didn't even make a sound, only the continuous tears were enough to prove that she was really crying.

Fu Peibai was so distressed that she reached out to hold Shiqi's hand, and said in a low voice, "Seventeen, cry, cry if you want to cry."

"It's okay, you can cry."

"I'm here, I'm with you, it's okay."

Under her gentle words of comfort, she felt the woman in her arms suddenly relax her body, and a low-pitched cry sounded in her ears, which then slowly amplified.

In the quiet and dark cave, there was only a low and hoarse sob echoing.

Fu Peibai hugged Shiqi even tighter, and she didn't know that tears were streaming down her eyes, she just felt that she was about to be out of breath in pain.

She could empathize with Shi Qi's pain. On the day she lost her loved one, she almost couldn't survive. It was Shi Qi who appeared and gave her hope for life. But when Shi Qi lost her loved one, who would appear again? What about the hope of becoming Seventeen?

"Seventeen... Seventeen..." Fu Peibai kept murmuring, stroking Shiqi's back.

After a while, Shi Qi's sobs subsided, and then slowly disappeared.

Fu Peibai straightened up, looked at Shiqi's eyes that were red from crying, they were bright, and the tip of the eyes was red, she raised her hand to wipe off the wet stains on her face.

Shi Qi seemed a little embarrassed, and turned his head slightly, not looking at Fu Peibai.

Fu Peibai sniffed, put his hands on her shoulders, and said softly: "I understand, I won't force you anymore."

Seventeen hummed in a low voice, and the two of them fell into a brief silence.

Fu Peibai lowered her head, thinking that there must be a way. She even thought that if Shi Qinghan really helped Shi Qinghan avenge Lu Wencheng in her own way, would Shi Qinghan really be able to hand over the climbing map and let Shi Qi leave.

But based on the few words she had exchanged with Shi Qinghan, she could tell that Shi Qinghan was definitely not a kind person. She had already been distorted by hatred. On the road of revenge, Shi Qinghan became another "Lu Wencheng" ".

Perhaps Fu Peibai's low aura was too obvious, Shi Qi called her "A Pei."

Fu Peibai looked at her, "What's wrong?"

"After your leg injury is better, I will arrange for you to leave. No matter what agreement you made with the leader before, you will not act on it."

Fu Peibai frowned, "You are here, why should I leave?"

"Right now, Lu Wencheng is bound to call on all forces in the rivers and lakes to encircle and suppress the Luoying Sect. It will be more dangerous for you to stay with us, and the leader's attitude towards you is still unclear. I don't have the absolute assurance to protect you."

Fu Peibai frowned, and said in a somewhat helpless tone: "Seventeen, I'm not a child anymore. I'm not the child who was trapped in the cellar and needed you to pull me up. I'm capable enough to protect myself now. You protect me well, it's me, I want to protect you well, stay by your side, see you day and night, so that I can feel at ease."

Shi Qi looked dazed for a moment, she stared at the heroic girl in front of her, and after a closer look, there was indeed something different.

His brows and eyes seem to have opened up a bit, and he is more clear and handsome. He is also taller, a little half a head taller than himself, and his personality has become more stable, and his martial arts skills are not what they used to be.

Everything was changing silently, and she seemed to always regard Fu Peibai as the panicked girl when she first met.

"Can......"

"Stop talking, I won't leave." Fu Peibai interrupted her loudly, and then softened her tone, "I have nowhere else to go right now, are you going to drive me away?"

Those obsidian-like eyes revealed a bit of pleading, Shi Qi pursed his lips, and swallowed the rest of the words.

She clearly knew that this was Fu Peibai's intentional show of weakness, but she couldn't say no to him being watched by such a pair of eyes.

Fu Peibai breathed a sigh of relief, the tears on her face were dry and itchy, she stretched out her hand and scratched her face, then looked at the washbasin, got up and took a towel to soak it, wrung it dry and came to Shiqi.

"I'll wipe your face again."

Shi Qi was taken aback when he heard the words, looked away, and said with an unnatural expression: "No need."

Fu Peibai ignored her refusal, bent down and carefully wiped the tears on Shi Qi's face.

Her eyes were focused, as if she was doing something solemn and grand.

Seventeen raised her eyes to look at her, her gaze moved from Fu Peibai's brows to the bridge of her nose, and then to her chapped and chapped lips, and then she couldn't help but think of the time she used her mouth to pass her breath during the trip to the southwest Miasma Valley.

Fu Peibai's lips were thin, but surprisingly soft.

She looked away slowly, and heard Fu Peibai say, "Why is your face so hot? Is there any discomfort?"

Fu Peibai asked seriously, Shiqi's eyes became flustered, and he pushed her hand away, "No."

Fu Peibai snorted, and directly picked up the face towel and wiped it on his face indiscriminately.

"You—" Before Shi Qi could stop her, Fu Peibai had already wiped her face. She threw the face towel into the basin and sat back beside her.

The two sat with their own thoughts, and were silent for a moment, and finally it was Fu Peibai who broke the silence.

"Seventeen."

Shi Qi turned his head to look at her, and hummed lightly.

Fu Peibai hesitated for a moment, then asked, "What's your real name?"

Shi Qi's expression was visibly depressed, Fu Peibai saw it, scolded himself in his heart, and was about to speak, but Shi Qi said softly, "I forgot."

An understatement.

It doesn't matter whether you really forget or fake forgetting, Fu Peibai didn't think too much, and hugged Shiqi into his arms again.

Feeling the other person's body temperature and the throbbing heart in her chest, she slowly said: "It's okay, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, it doesn't matter, whether you are the peak master of Chaoquan Peak or the envoy of Luoying Sect , or any other identity, it doesn't matter."

She backed away a little, separated a few inches from Shiqi, looked at him with burning eyes, and said very solemnly: "I like you, and it has nothing to do with your identity, appearance or name."

"You are my seventeenth, just my seventeenth."