The four men I've been slag have all come to the door

How did Qiongtian know about his relationship with Bei Qingru?

Jiang Zinian used two completely different faces in front of Qiongtian and in front of Bei Qingru.

Jiang Zinian never mentioned Qiongtian in front of Bei Qingru, and he never mentioned other mission objects in front of Qiongtian.

In front of Qiongtian and Bei Qingru, he should be two people.

In front of Bei Qingru, he is the apprentice he has been looking for for hundreds of years, a weak tengu, but in front of Qiongtian, he is Lord Dongyang, a wandering soul with a weak mind and no real body.

No matter during the mission or since his rebirth, his images in front of Bei Qingru and Qiongtian should not have any overlap.

He knew that these years, Bei Qingru and Qiongtian had always been at odds with each other.

But Bei Qingru is the most honored Sword Master Shangxu in the world of immortality, he is the God of Dinghai in the world of immortality...

His name makes all the wicked fearful.

How could Qiongtian say the words to kill him so easily...

Suddenly, Jiang Zi Nian remembered a sentence that the ancestor of the world of cultivating immortals said a long time ago.

Bei Qingru is the person chosen by the heaven to inherit the Dao of Destiny, he is blessed by the destiny, no one can kill him...except himself.

For some reason, this sentence made his heart jump suddenly.

He didn't know why Bei Qingru was in the hands of Qiongtian.

But he didn't need to think about it, but he knew that Bei Qingru's current situation must be very bad.

Qiongtian sneered over there and said, "He is going crazy looking for you."

Bei Qingru didn't know where he got the news about his Shenyang tree.

The wood was originally used to nourish Jiang Zinian's spirit, but after Jiang Zinian ran out of it, it was inevitable that his breath would still be on it.

Because of this, Bei Qingru went to Chonghua Palace at night and fought him for this Shenyang tree.

Thinking of this, Qiongtian's expression became more and more gloomy.

That day Bei Qingru was like a lunatic.

"I'll go back with you."

Jiang Zinian looked at the sky and said.

There was no expression on his face, but the smile on the corners of his lips became colder as Qiong Tian looked at him, and the curvature of the corners of his lips was not sure whether he was mocking others or himself.

"Let's go."

Qiongtian walked in front of him, but he didn't look back at Jiang Zinian.

He knew that Jiang Zinian would definitely follow.

And Jiang Zinian was behind him, watching his back.

At this moment, the sun was warm, but the back of Qiongtian looked somewhat imperceptibly sad and desolate.

Return to Chonghua Palace again.

The purple crystals outside the palace still reflect a gorgeous luster.

Both of them are world-class masters now, and it took only an instant to go from the demon world to the demon world.

The sky in the Demon Realm was still gloomy.

But this time when he came back, Jiang Zinian's mood was completely different from the previous few times.

Qiongtian brought him back to the palace, but never said a word related to Bei Qingru from the beginning to the end.

He just arranged him in the room, and never even visited Jiang Zinian again.

After the night passed, Jiang Zinian couldn't bear it anymore.

There were guards guarding the door, but Jiang Zinian randomly twisted a spell in his hand, and he slipped out.

He is very familiar with this Chonghua Palace.

Now revisiting the old place, many complicated thoughts arose in his heart.

As the palace where Demon Venerable Qiongtian lives, Chonghua Palace is naturally heavily guarded, but for Jiang Zinian, it is really easy to avoid the guards here.

He looked around in Chonghua Palace, but he couldn't find Qiongtian either.

In the end, Jiang Zinian seemed to have thought of something.

He went to a tall and straight mountain behind Chonghua Palace.

On it, he really saw the sky.

The two looked at each other, and Qiongtian didn't seem too surprised when he saw Jiang Zinian who ran out alone.

He seemed to have expected it.

At this moment, Qiongtian was making tea in the kiosk.

The tea is still Xueding Hancui, which he likes very much.

"sit down."

Jiang Zinian saw that Qiongtian's expression was the same, and for a while he couldn't figure out what he was going to do.

Here, the scenery is just right.

In this pavilion, the view from a distance is empty and the scenery is unique.

It is the best view of Chonghua Palace.

The demon world is dark all year round, with dark clouds covering the sun. Compared to noon, the sun is at its heaviest in the demon world in the early morning.

I saw the dawn breaking in the sky, and the sun gradually rising.

The golden light is majestic, the clouds are dyed golden, and the sky is covered with depths, and the atmosphere is myriad.

Jiang Zinian was also slightly shocked by the beautiful scenery.

Then, I saw Qiongtian holding the teacup, tapped his wrist lightly, and the fragrance of tea rose up immediately.

When brewing good tea, the tea leaves should rise and fall three times, but this time, the jasper-like tea buds only rose and fell twice, and sank leisurely at the third stroke.

Qiongtian's tea art is quite exquisite.

Like all celestial demons, he likes to enjoy himself, and his life is all exquisite.

He is a refined man.

Ever since Jiang Zi wanted to know him, he liked to drink tea.

He has never made such a low-level mistake in the tea he made.

Seeing this, Jiang Zinian just pursed his lips lightly, but didn't say anything.

A long time ago, Qiongtian also taught him how to make tea.

But he always can't cook well.

At that time, Qiongtian always scolded him for being stupid, saying that he was not calm enough.

Too many thoughts.

Tea is brewed, but meditation is the key.

Today, Qiong Tian seldom needs to make tea himself if he wants to drink tea.

Only rarely, when he was upset, would he make tea himself.

Make a cup of tea and drink it carefully.

The heart will be quiet.

Jiang Zinian remembered that Qiongtian told him so.

At this moment, seeing the tea leaves sinking slowly, Qiong Tian just paused for a moment, then he poured out the tea in the pot and poured out the tea leaves again.

Then put the teapot on the small stove and boil it carefully.

Watching the rising smoke.

Before Jiang Zinian could say anything, Qiong Tian spoke first.

I could only hear him say: "Before... we used to make tea here, remember?"

Jiang Zinian lowered his eyes to hide the expression in them, and then nodded.

"remember."

How can I not remember.

In this place, Qiongtian had watched the scenery here with him before, and carefully brewed a pot of tea.

Those days were quiet and beautiful.

Jiang Zi never forgot.

When he was Dongyang Jun, when he and Qiongtian were close friends.

The two of them spent countless early mornings in this small pavilion.

Seeing him like this, Qiong Tian couldn't help but bend his lips.

But Jiang Zinian couldn't help but frowned.

Those detailed memories emerged from a very deep place, circling back and forth in his heart.

Perhaps neither of the two of them thought that in the end, there would be such a field between the two of them.

The best friend back then is now a different person.

Qiongtian has never been an emotional person.

But this morning.

Jiang Zi saw that his hair was stained with thin dew.

He guessed in his heart that he probably stayed here all night by himself.

This is what Qiongtian used to do when he encountered distress and troubles a long time ago.

Here he would make a pot of tea and sip it in meditation until dawn broke.

Although he never said it, Jiang Zinian had already discovered his habit.

But then, since Qiongtian got older, he hasn't done such a thing for a long time.

Perhaps there was nothing that could bother him so far.

There was nothing in his heart that could not be resolved and required such hard thinking.

But today, Jiang Zinian saw that his temples were slightly damp, and his clothes were also stained with dampness.

Overnight, his whole body seemed to be smoothed by the world, and a faint sense of desolation shrouded his body.

He no longer gets angry at him, yelling.

He seemed to have expected something.

It seems to be thinking about something, or giving up something.

Think hard all night.

What on earth was he thinking...?

A slight smile appeared on the lips of the sky.

The golden eyes he stared at Jiang Zinian were like the dazzling sunlight at dawn.

He said: "Dongyang, do you know..."

"I once had a dream."

He looked at Jiang Zinian carefully for a while, and then said, "In a dream..."

"We're married."

When Jiang Zinian heard this, his eyes froze for a moment.

Suddenly, a blanket of red appeared in his mind.

Jiang Zinian thought that he should have forgotten these things long ago.

But at this moment, he realized that he remembered it so clearly.

He even remembered that in the red sky of Chonghua Palace that day, Qiong Tian looked at him with gentle golden eyes and called him, my queen.

On that day, there were complicated and exquisite wedding dresses, red candles, gongs and drums, and a mighty welcoming team.

Everything, somehow, suddenly came back to his mind.

At this moment, Qiong Tian was looking at him, the tenderness in his golden eyes seemed to gradually coincide with that day, and his voice was soft and gentle, as if he was telling a beautiful marriage that the world envied and admired.

He still had a smile on his face, and said: "After marriage...we are of one heart and one mind, and our love has remained the same for decades."

"Everyone said we were a match made in heaven."

"In my dream, I have never been separated from you for too long."

"Only that time, you jumped off the Dragon Bone Cliff, and we were separated for three years."

"But later, I found you. Then we got married." Qiongtian's eyes became more gentle.

"The little quarrel between you and me is gone."

"The more harmonious you get after marriage, the more you love each other."

"Maybe we broke up at the beginning of the dream. The beginning was not good, but the result was good."

"We are married, and we will grow old hand in hand."

Jiang Zinian glanced at him, but pursed her lips.

When he spoke, his voice became a little hoarse unconsciously.

He said: "Dreams... are all fake."

Qiongtian looked at him, but there was a slight movement in his golden eyes.

"Is it fake..."

Qiongtian smiled lightly, but that smile was a bit imperceptibly lonely.

Jiang Zinian didn't want to continue this topic with him.

He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart.

Years of mission experience had already taught him how to disguise.

He slowly restrained the emotions on his face.

After a while, Jiang Zinian looked at the sky and asked, "...where is he?"

Sky glanced at him.

The expression on his face made it hard to see the joy or anger.

But when it comes to Bei Qingru, his face is still a bit cold.

He said, "Don't worry, he's still alive and well."

When Jiang Zinian heard what he said, he felt a little relieved.

As Qiongtian said, Bei Qingru is fine.

Qiong Tian noticed a slack on Jiang Zi Nian's face, and his golden eyes suddenly revealed a little complicated color.

Jiang Zinian glanced at him, and he saw the desolation in Qiongtian's eyes.

Jiang Zinian couldn't help but feel a little shivering in his heart, he tried his best to make himself look normal.

Don't ask Qiongtian to see something strange.

For some reason, he always felt that today's sky was a bit strange.

And he never thought that facing Qiongtian would make him so upset.

Jiang Zinian didn't know where his turbulent emotions came from, he suppressed his thousands of thoughts, and just quietly waited for the tea to boil together with Qiongtian.

The fragrance of tea is flying.

In the dense mist.

Those memories flashed across my heart, as if there was a hazy mist of melancholy in the bottom of my heart.

But thinking about Bei Qingru, Jiang Zinian always had a question in his mind.

That question has always haunted Jiang Zi.

He glanced at Qiongtian, and finally couldn't help asking: "He and I...how did you find out?"

When Qiongtian heard his question, he couldn't help but look up at him.

The look in his eyes deepened a bit.

Qiongtian said: "What did you find?"

"Find out that he is your master, or discover the unethical and dirty things between the two of you."

What Qiongtian said was too straightforward, and Jiang Zinian was completely stunned.

He was startled and confused.

He instinctively wanted to refute, but he remembered the charming things that Bei Qingru and him did in the cave that day, although nothing happened between the two of them that day, the relationship between Bei Qingru and him ..

Even Jiang Zinian couldn't say frankly that there was nothing between them.

At this moment, Qiongtian looked at him with a slightly colder expression, that gloomy expression made people feel terrified at a glance.

His face seemed to be angry at any moment, but at this moment, the tea boiled.

With a gloomy face, Qiong Tian got up to make tea.

Among the dense mist, the fragrance of tea lingers.

Qiongtian held the teapot with his wrists hanging, and the water flowed slowly into the celadon teacup.

Qiongtian's complexion seemed to soften a little in the mist.

The tea water was clear in color, inside the celadon cup, several petals of jasper-like tea buds rose and fell three times, and finally half-floated in the water, revealing a thin tea tip.

From a distance, it happens to be a scene of "snow and water with emerald green".

This tea is brewed.

Qiongtian's demeanor also eased slightly with the brewed tea.

He started making a second cup of tea.

Holding the celadon cup with her white fingers, her movements are elegant, and the tea is brewed just right.

"I know, and more."

In the white mist lingering in the fragrance of tea, Qiong Tian said lightly.

Jiang Zinian was a little confused, what did he mean by that?

He couldn't help frowning slightly.

Qiongtian put a cup of brewed tea in front of him, and another cup by his hand.

He blew on the tea soup, took another sip of the tea, and then said: "Besides Bei Qingru, I also know about you and the other two."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Zinian was shocked again.

"I also know...your mission, and the system."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zinian stood up abruptly, and was staring at him straight at this moment, his complexion turned pale very much.

Seeing that his complexion was really ugly, Qiongtian didn't say any more.

Qiongtian also lowered his eyes, and the look in his eyes darkened a bit.

Jiang Zinian's heart was shaken, and thousands of thoughts rushed to his heart.

He never thought that one day the existence of the system would be exposed to people.

What happened before his rebirth would be discovered by others.

this... this...impossible...

Jiang Zinian's voice trembled a little, and he said, "How much do you...know?"

Qiongtian glanced at him, but just said: "I don't know much, but there is also a lot."

Jiang Zinian frowned, and he took a few steps forward.

"Who else did you tell?" Jiang Zinian's eyes turned sharp.

As if he had expected Jiang Zinian to be so emotional, Qiongtian just glanced at him indifferently.

But his cold eyes seemed to pour a basin of cold water on Jiang Zinian's feverish mind, and Jiang Zinian suddenly calmed down.

Jiang Zinian was startled for a moment, then his eyes sank, and finally he sat down again.

A moment of silence.

After the emotions in his heart calmed down, Jiang Zinian still showed anxiety on his face, and he suddenly asked, "How did you find out..."

Qiongtian looked at him, but he didn't answer his question.

He just said firmly, "I didn't tell anyone."

This is Jiang Zinian's biggest secret, but he accidentally found out...

It was precisely because only he knew about this matter that Qiong felt it was too heavy.

Shen Di made him regret, why did he want to know all this...

"When...did you know?"

Qiongtian said in a deep voice, "Three years ago."

Jiang Zinian frowned, but still didn't understand why Qiongtian would know...

No one in this world should know the existence of the system...

Jiang Zi Nianzheng was in a state of confusion, he was thinking wildly, hoping to find some answers from the clues.

But Qiongtian just looked at him quietly, his eyes swept over his anxious face.

There was no emotion in his eyes.

Qiongtian said: "Let's have some tea."

The dense tea fragrance has dissipated a bit, but the rising mist still lingers in front of the sky.

The expression in Qiongtian's eyes was so deep that it was hard to see clearly.

Jiang Zinian didn't go to get the teacup right away, he just looked at the sky with a frown.

Seeing him like this, Qiongtian took a sip of tea first.

He said: "You answer me a few questions first, and when you're done, I'll tell you how I found out."

"Ask." Jiang Zinian quickly agreed.

Qiong Tian held a celadon teacup.

Jiang Zinian noticed that Qiong Tian's fingers holding the teacup turned slightly white.

Qiong Tian said: "Have you..."

Qiongtian paused for a moment, and his fingers turned white again.

On the sky, it is still the same.

He said: "Have you... really cared about me..."

He lowered his eyes, his expression was unclear.

But when Jiang Zinian heard this, he was startled again.

He looked at the seemingly unharmed sky, and saw that the thin dew between his temples was slightly dry at this moment.

Nothing could be seen between his brows and eyes.

It seems to be just a very common family saying.

But Jiang Zinian knew that this was more difficult for Qiongtian than suffering that torture.

For a person as proud as him, even if he showed a little bit of weakness, he would not allow it.

His shell is too hard, even if he reveals a little bit of his heart to outsiders, he will feel ashamed and annoyed.

At this moment, he lowered his head slightly in front of him like this.

She asked him such a question cautiously and apprehensively.

Jiang Zinian's heart was filled with mixed feelings.

He didn't know why Qiongtian asked him this sentence...

What kind of answer does he want to get from him...

If he were to answer Qiong Tian, ​​how should he answer it?

Jiang Zinian's heart became more and more complicated.

Qiongtian looked at Jiang Zinian, but the smile on his face was full of self-mockery.

He said: "I know, Dongyang is a fake."

Xu had suppressed it in his heart for too long, and after Qiongtian said it all of a sudden, his face was blank for a moment.

"That's just a person you play to get the job done."

Speaking of this, Jiang Zinian noticed that Qiong Tian's voice was trembling almost uncontrollably.

He even noticed that there was a slight flicker in Qiong Tian's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it, only the eye circles were slightly red.

At that moment, Jiang Zinian's heart ached slightly.

He couldn't imagine how a proud person like Qiongtian forced himself to accept it when he learned about it.

Dongyang, which Qiongtian has been looking for for many years, actually does not exist at all.

The man he considered a best friend was just a hateful liar.

He deceived many people, and he was one of them.

Everything that Qiongtian regards as a treasure, and everything for which he would rather bow his proud head, is actually just an almost playful task for others.

Qiong Tian spoke, his voice almost hoarse and difficult to distinguish.

"what about me...."

This matter has been pressed in his heart for too long.

He thought he could let go, and he even convinced himself that he could let go.

However, when he really brought up this matter, he realized that this hurdle, if he wants to get over it, is far from as easy as he thought.

Qiongtian looked at Jiang Zinian with red eyes, and said, "If all this is just an optional task for you..."

"...Then what am I?!"

"I..." Qiongtian's voice was almost choked up, he said, "Like a fool, I have been looking for you in the weak water for three years. But you have no idea where to live happily."

Qiongtian bent his lips and said: "I worry about you all day long, and I haven't had a good night's sleep in those years. When I closed my eyes, my mind was full of the scene of you jumping off the cliff, all of our previous...scene screen."

"Do you think this is funny...?"

Jiang Zinian didn't know what kind of feeling he was feeling in his heart, he only felt his nose was slightly sore, his throat was also astringent, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"I ask you, what am I?!"

Qiong Tian closed his eyes for a while, as if he wanted to suppress the redness around his eye sockets.

And there are too many words, Qiong Tian did not say it.

He split his soul in half and planted a life-and-death contract for him. He trusted him so much that he was even willing to share his life with him.

But in the end, all of this is a huge deception.

What supreme friendship.

It's all fucking fake.

He regretted why he should know all this.

If he didn't know, he wouldn't be so painful and angry.

If he didn't know, he wouldn't be so tormented and depressed.

Even if it's all fake.

The sky is weak for the first time...

He would rather never know the truth of all this.

He could accept his rejection, but he couldn't tolerate his deceit...playing.

At this moment, the sun in the sky has gradually risen, and the golden light among the clouds has gradually dissipated.

There is no longer mist floating over the tea.

There is only a little tea fragrance left around.

The tea in front of Jiang Zinian remained motionless.

After a while, the sunlight on the horizon gradually disappeared into the large black clouds.

In the Demon Realm, the sun shines brightest only in the early morning.

The time when only one could look at the sun has passed.

So, the sun quietly hid behind the dark clouds again.

The daylight dissipated, and the faint shadows enveloped the earth again.

Jiang Zinian picked up the teacup in front of him.

The tea is already a little cold, neither the taste nor the aftertaste is as good as the moment when it was first brewed.

Jiang Zinian took a sip lightly, and then took two or three more sips.

Jiang Zinian vaguely understood.

Perhaps, this will be the last time he will eat the tea made by Qiongtian.

From then on, I am afraid there will be no chance.

So he took it very seriously.

The sky is also calm.

There was no lingering anger on his face.

His eyelashes were drooping, and he didn't seem to have any special expressions on his face, but he made people feel a little lonely for no reason.

Qiong Tian asked, "What's your answer?"

"Have you ever... cared so much about me?"

Having said this, Qiong Tian's fingers clenched a little bit whiter again.

Jiang Zinian put down the celadon cup in his hand.

He looked at the sky, but there was a slight strangeness in his expression.

Jiang Zinian knew that there were some things he couldn't deny.

For example, Qiongtian was kind to him.

Another example, he really has a place in the sky in his heart.

He felt too much ashamed of him and owed him too much.

He can use other things to make up for him, but he can't give the one thing he wants.

Jiang Zi read it up to now but still doesn't understand.

What exactly is love.

He always felt that the part of his heart was empty, and he couldn't give him the love he wanted.

But Jiang Zinian thought, at least he can't lie to him.

So, Jiang Zinian looked at Qiongtian and nodded, "Of course...he cares."

He couldn't deny that he cared about the sky.

Perhaps in debt and guilt.

Maybe he couldn't give him the affection he wanted.

But he has known Qiongtian for many years, and during those long years, Jiang Zinian often couldn't tell whether this was a mission or a reality.

And later on, Jiang Zinian found out more.

In fact, the task itself is a reality.

Because the world itself is real.

He has been with Qiongtian for hundreds of years.

He watched him ascend to the position of Demon Lord step by step.

The friendship during this period is really hard to fake.

When Qiongtian heard him say this, his eyes moved slightly.

There seemed to be a little light emerging from the darkness in those golden eyes, but there seemed to be nothing.

The corners of his lips pursed into a faint smile.

But his expression made people unable to tell the difference between joy and sorrow.

His eyes were flickering.

Obviously Jiang Zi Nian was so sure, but the sadness on his body was still undiminished.

Qiongtian said: "If you say that, I will take what you said is true."

His tone seemed to be somewhat relieved, but he didn't see any joy, it just seemed that his thoughts for many years had an outlet.

But it is really hard to imagine that Qiongtian's request to him is already so humble.

Qiongtian got up, but didn't look at Jiang Zinian again.

He just said, "Let's go."

"I'll show you something."

"I know all this from there."

But Jiang Zinian didn't follow Qiongtian away immediately.

He looked at the tea in front of him.

There was still one last sip in that teacup.

Seeing that he didn't follow, Qiongtian glanced at the tea and said, "The tea is cold, I can't drink it anymore."

But Jiang Zinian didn't listen to him, he reached out and picked up the cup in front of him.

"The last sip, of course you have to drink."

Seeing him like this, Qiongtian also stood there, quietly watching Jiang Zinian drink the last sip of tea in his cup.

At that moment, maybe both of them understood.

What he drank was not only the tea, but also the friendship they had had for hundreds of years.

Jiang Zinian wanted to sip it carefully, but the tea slipped straight into his throat.

Before his eyes suddenly appeared hundreds of years ago, when Qiong Tian was a childish young boy.

That time, Xiao Qiongtian met with distress, another person came to this kiosk to make tea.

Jiang Zinian bumped into him, so he insisted on pestering Qiong Tian to drink tea with him.

Jiang Zi couldn't understand the tea ceremony, but felt that the tea made by Qiongtian was extremely fragrant and sweet.

Xiaoqiong watched him drink up his pot of tea in a bulging mood, and couldn't help knocking his head, saying that he was drinking cows and mules, how could he drink like this, it's very unrefined!

Jiang Zinian just smiled and said, "Yes, yes."

"It's only your tea that I can drink a big pot from the sea. Doesn't it mean that your craftsmanship is superb!"

After Xiao Qiongtian heard this, his face was not so angry anymore, he just snorted softly.

Then he took the tea without complaint and made another pot.

That night, Jiang Zinian drank five pots of tea, and both he and Qiongtian brewed tea seven or eight times.

In the end, Qiongtian was also led by him regardless of Fengya.

In the end, he even started playing boxing guessing. Jiang Zinian deliberately defeated him many times, watching him become more interested, and the haze on his face gradually dissipated.

He drank several pots of tea by himself, and his stomach was uncomfortable after drinking.

The two played together until dawn.

Then, the sun came out.

The golden light spread among the clouds, and the clouds looked like layers of golden scales.

Layer upon layer move from extremely far away to near.

sparkling.

At that time, Qiongtian's face was already full of smiles.

His golden eyes shone brightly in the sunlight.

Qiongtian glanced at him and said, "I know all about it."

Jiang Zinian was taken aback, pretending to be ignorant and said, "I don't know anything about what you are talking about."

"You did it on purpose to make me happy."

Qiongtian reached out and patted his shoulder.

Under the golden light, the slight redness on his face was well concealed.

Qiongtian said: "Hey, from now on, you will be my best friend."

Seeing his serious face, Jiang Zinian couldn't help but laugh a little and said, "Then I want to drink your tea from now on, can you control my fill?"

Qiong Tian raised his eyebrows and glared at him sideways.

He said, "Didn't you drink enough this time?"

Jiang Zinian was so busy that he didn't dare to say any more.

Qiongtian watched the sunrise over there for a while.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and said: "High fives as an oath, from now on, you and I will be sincere friends."

Seeing that he was having fun, Jiang Zinian gave him a high five.

But at that time, Qiong Tian tightly grasped the hand he had slightly brushed, and he said with a very serious expression: "This is my best friend, no matter what happens to you in the future, I will help you."

"If you treat me sincerely, I will live up to your sincerity."

Recalling the past, Jiang Zinian felt as if it was still yesterday.

But yesterday, it was doomed not to be able to go back.

Jiang Zinian had many thoughts in his mind, but he still put down his teacup and left with Qiongtian.

On the way, Qiongtian suddenly said: "Do you know what the real ending of that dream is?"

Jiang Zinian glanced at him.

Qiongtian looked back at him, smiled, and said, "I lied to you. That dream wasn't that good."

When Qiongtian talked about the dream again, the tenderness in his expression was gone, and his expression was very flat.

But thinking of his gentle expression when he first talked about this dream, Jiang Zinian still couldn't help but feel a little dull pain in his heart.

"The end of that dream...you are gone."

"You are ruthless to me. Although I forced you to get married, you still left after a while, leaving me alone."

"And I...forgot about you."

"Finally, I forgot everything between us."