Wang San and Xia Tianchuan

Xia Pingchuan couldn't help being a little scared when he saw Xia Chuan's crazy attitude, but he still answered: "It seems that the back garden has also risen, but there are few people there, so no one will take care of it."

Xia Pingchuan let go of Xia Pingchuan at once, and ran away staggeringly. Xia Pingchuan instinctively stretched out his hand, finally lowered his hand, turned his head and walked towards the third young master who was placed on the straw mat.

From the inner courtyard to the East Garden, there was quite a long way. Xia Chuan went from expecting the fire to go out to expecting the fire to still be burning.

He wants to go with Wang San.

When I finally saw the lake, I immediately saw the burning pavilion standing in the center of the lake like a torch.

Xia Chuan couldn't move for a while, and covered his mouth with his hands. He felt that he was shaking, but he didn't.It was the soul outside his body that was trembling.

Xia Chuan thought, it can't be like this, Wang San can't just follow the fairy in his heart and leave Xia Chuan alone in this world.

Xia Chuan thought, Wang San is really not cowardly, his courage and deeds were tied down by his own life in vain, it is really worthless to think so.

Xia Chuan's body didn't move, but his soul staggered forward, walked to the center of the torch and hugged the scorched man.Xia Chuan's body slowed down by half a beat, and moved forward bit by bit.

His world shrank into a spot of fire in front of him, as if he came into the world suddenly from a spot of fire.Xia Chuan suddenly remembered the first time he saw the lights of the candlestick when he cried for the first time.

He walked eagerly toward the firelight.

There was a sudden silence all around.

The inner courtyard became more and more noisy, and Xia Pingchuan, who was guarding the third young master, suddenly felt suffocated in his heart, and a kind of emptiness that was unbearable at his age and his experience filled in.Xia Pingchuan was extremely bored, wanted to pull something, wanted to vent, his heart was completely empty all of a sudden, what did he want to fill in, what should he fill in?

Xia Pingchuan stretched his hand to his chest, and murmured: "Grandma, grandma."

He was absent-minded for a moment, and he didn't realize that someone was coming to him. When he raised his eyes, he was startled, but he didn't know whether to kneel or not.Xia Pingchuan said in a low voice: "Master Qin." He felt a little scared in his heart.

Qin Lian was the only young master who was unscathed in the catastrophe.Although his eyes are serious on weekdays, he always smiles like the second and third young masters, but he didn't smile today, which makes people think that he is also very powerful.

Qin Lian asked, "Is the place where you live far from the inner courtyard?"

Xia Pingchuan's heart skipped a beat three times, and he wondered if he had lit a torch?However, it is extremely inappropriate to call for grievances at this moment, so I had to answer: "The young one usually lives in the pear garden in the outer courtyard, it will take some time to come to the inner courtyard."

Qin Lian was silent for a moment, then sighed: "Your hand is hurt badly, you better rest."

Xia Pingchuan was quite flattered, he couldn't calm down at this moment, because the empty and uncomfortable feeling in his heart hadn't subsided, he didn't want Qin Lian to go away, he hurriedly replied: "Lord Qin, stay here," and was caught by his actions for a while. Terrified, he said again: "Ping Chuan knows that his time is short, please take care of the third young master, Mr. Qin." Before he finished speaking, he scolded himself for being confused in his heart, can he manage this matter by himself?

Sure enough, Qin Lian was slightly surprised at first, and said: "Didn't I take care of him?" Just when Xia Pingchuan thought he was going to turn his back on him, he smiled, and said with a smile: "How do you know that time is running out?"

Xia Pingchuan was in a daze for a moment, and looked at Qin Lian.

Qin Lian was a little tired, but his eyes were still bright. At this moment, he looked into Xia Pingchuan's eyes and said, "If you didn't come here from the pear courtyard as soon as you heard the news of the fire, with these buckets, the third brother would have already You will die in it. Sometimes it is better to keep a single love than to raise thousands of servants."

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