Live up to the heart of the flower

Luo Huaijin didn't express any opinion on her previous habit, but there was one thing she felt she had to explain. "Xuyuan, don't talk nonsense." The expression on the girl Qiluo's face was very serious, "I don't have any wine with me."

This is real.

Although spirits are really good for treating wounds, Luo Huaijin really doesn't like this method very much.As a flower, as a delicate peony, Qiluo would never accept such a simple and rude method if she had no other choice.In the past, she had been aggrieved and made herself reluctant for 30 years. Now that she has the conditions, she must quickly forget this black history!

Before going home, Qi Luo had already washed off the smell of alcohol on her body.

——Who made her mother Luo Jingsheng not like wine so much.

Heaven and earth can prove this.

In fact, in the past, Luo Jingsheng didn't hate the smell of alcohol as much as she does now. Although she doesn't drink herself, she accepts other people's drinking well.In the past, when Tiandihui was not separated from his friends, the most common scene was that Jiuqiansheng was drinking and Luo Jingsheng was drinking tea, and the two of them stood next to each other to enjoy the flowers.They don't speak, but the tenderness between the two can blind people's eyes.but now……

Although it's not so nauseating, Luo Jingsheng has already reached the point where she would frown when she smells wine.

Regarding this point, Tiandigui is actually quite strange. After the death of Qingyuan, Luo Jingsheng's hobbies developed in the past when they were in love are almost polarized.Such as viewing flowers and planting peonies, which belong to the category of Aiwu and Wujianwusiren, they are still preserved today, and even the carrier used when the girl Qiluo was created is also peony.And things like drinking... I really hate it.

It was because of this, the previous agreement, that a bottle of peach blossom drunk made by Tiandigui himself every year as agreed a long time ago was just buried under the peach blossom tree they planted together year after year.

No one will drink anymore.

Every time Tiandigui buys new wine, he thinks so.

Luo Huaijin also knows this problem of Luo Jingsheng. A daughter who loves her mother deeply is not willing to do anything that may make her feel unhappy. That's all. "Xuyuan, you can't let my mother know that I have done such a thing." Luo Huaijin said seriously, "She will be angry."

Of course, it's not because she was angry that her daughter touched the wine, but... just because of her heartache.

Luo Huaijin was a child that Luo Jingsheng held in the palm of her hand and carefully cared for her growing up. She wished she could give this child everything she had.Luo Jingsheng, Tiandigui, Yang Qianche, Ye Ningfeng, Yuan Wuxiang—even the entire Nanzong, most of Daozhen, and many others all love this child.Luo Huaijin was born in love and grew up in love. When did she suffer from such suffering?

It didn't take much effort, Luo Huaijin could easily guess what Luo Jingsheng was thinking.She knew very well how much her mother loved her daughter.But it was precisely because of this that Luo Huaijin didn't want Luo Jingsheng to know everything about her that was not good, or even all her embarrassment.

I want you to be alright forever.

At least, don't feel sorry for me.

This kind of tiny wish is ridiculous to say and meaningless to do, but what can it do?Luo Huaijin thought, stick to it, that's all.

Su Xuyuan deeply felt the same, this feeling of not wanting his parents to know that he was suffering... He also has it!

So the couple started a discussion like this, and the topic changed from how to cover up at the beginning to how much my mother/my father loves me, and finally it turned into two or three things about single-parent families.

Luo Huaijin: "I have never had a father since I was a child."

Su Xuyuan: "I have never had a mother since I was a child."

Luo Huaijin: "My father is said to have died before I was born."

Su Xuyuan: "My mother also passed away when I was very young."

You said one sentence to another, and the original good discussion developed into a tragic meeting without knowing why. In the end, Luo Huaijin said: "I don't even know who my father is. My mother never told me."

Su Xuyuan: "...I still know this."

From this point of view, Wuxia is still more miserable... The good young man Su Xuyuan thought so, and took the fruit that Luo Huaijin handed over.

Then took a bite.

The innocent and honest young man didn't know that although Luo Huaijin was telling the truth, it wasn't very true.Luo Jingsheng did not tell her who her father was, but Luo Huaijin did know.

No way, I was born to know to blame?

Miss Qiluo was very wronged.

I also don't want to know who my dad is, okay?After I found out, I was completely out of sorts!Every time I think of my father dying so young and leaving my mother cruelly behind, I feel very sad.

Fortunately, he is still a sword god!

Fortunately, I also inherited his knife sense! !

Thinking of this, I feel so embarrassed, liar, liar, big liar! ! !

The girl who fell into the gloomy atmosphere bent her legs, her arms wrapped around her knees, her waist was bent down, her cheek was pressed against her skirt, and an aura called "I'm very upset, come and comfort me" was exuded all over her body.

Su Xuyuan is no stranger to this: "Wuxia..." There was a little helplessness in his voice, and when he walked over and patted the little girl's shoulder, he was gentle and calm - he couldn't tell at all that the first When I ran into Luo Huaijin's situation once, I was at a loss.

At that time, the innocent boy thought that the little girl Qiluo was going to cry.

"I remembered one thing, Xuyuan." Luo Huaijin didn't feel any discomfort when her little friend approached, she dragged out her voice, and a little sigh appeared in her voice.

Su Xuyuan: "What did Wuxia think of?"

"What are we going to do after we go to the misery?" Luo Huaijin asked, "I just thought about it, and there doesn't seem to be anything in particular I want to do."

Su Xuyuan: "Since that's the case... look at the scenery, and practice medicine with me to save lives—isn't it good?"

Luo Huaijin snorted, and then asked a very important question: "Although it's pretty good, but it's a continuation of the relationship."

Su Xuyuan: "Huh?"

"Did you forget? I'm not a doctor." Luo Huaijin, a half-doctor with unevenly lit medical skills and a master at dealing with traumatic injuries who only deals with internal injuries in various martial arts, she... ...Can't even cure a cold!

People who can make a good cold medicine into a poison medicine with the fragrance of peony, what else can they expect in this respect?

Asking her to treat illnesses and save lives...wouldn't it really lead to some unmanageable tragedy?

The author has something to say:

The skill tree lit by Qiluo is always very wonderful

Inherited his father's sense of sword and inherited his father's weapons, but... Generally speaking, only the scabbard is used in fighting.

Ok?Knife?

Of course it is used seriously!