Dressed as a paranoid male supporting white moonlight

Chapter 270 Gone

"Don't worry about others, think about yourself."

Qin Yanfeng has always put himself first, and he has a lot of experience in this kind of thing.

Jiang Xian laughed.

Qin Yanfeng couldn't see through her smile. He was silent for a while, and then said suddenly: "I asked you a question here. I said at the time, if I lied to you, would you be angry?" He paused, "You It was said at the time that you are magnanimous, you don't argue with others and you don't like to hate, you won't be angry with me for trivial things..."

He lowered his eyelashes, "I'm ashamed."

"Because I know it's no small thing, and you're going to hate me."

Jiang Xian didn't make a sound.

She was wiping her sweat, and it took her a long time to move her pale lips. She smiled and said softly as always, "Qin Yanfeng, I also said something. Letting go is a good thing. Resentment is actually punishing yourself."

Qin Yanfeng raised his head suddenly.

There seemed to be some sprouts in his heart, and he looked at Jiang Xian fixedly, "...are you willing to reconcile with me?"

Jiang Xian thought for a moment, then shook her head, "Not yet."

She still couldn't accept it calmly.

She was waiting for an opportunity to reconcile with herself.

Qin Yanfeng said firmly: "I can wait."

No matter how long it takes, as long as Jiang Xian can change her mind, eight or ten years, she will not hesitate.

It was she who taught him to let go, taught him what it means to truly love someone, and taught him to understand his own heart.

The once paranoid, stubborn, and filthy, all disappeared after meeting Jiang Xian.Her gentleness, her grace, and her persistence made him find the meaning of existence again.

Jiang Xian wanted to shake her head.

But her head became more and more dizzy, and even the movement of shaking her head was very difficult.

She tilted her head and leaned against Qin Yanfeng, feeling much more comfortable.

Qin Yanfeng's heart moved, and he took advantage of the situation to put his arms around her shoulders, wrapping her under his wings to resist the cold of the night wind.

The street lights are like daytime.

Sitting on the silent roof, the two can silently overlook the diverse world.

Jiang Xian didn't know why she wanted to cry, she said angrily, "Qin Yanfeng, I miss Song Qi."

Qin Yanfeng tightened his handsome face, clenched his five fingers, and blurted out suddenly, "Jiang Xian, let's go back to Shuiwu. Shuiwu in Yunzhou."

"……what?"

Jiang Xian thought she was sick and confused.

"I am your Song Qi." Qin Yanfeng embraced her, looking at the bright moon hanging above his head, "Let's leave the capital and live in seclusion in Shuiwu. We don't want fame and wealth, Liu Ning and Liu Huan."

Leaning on his chest, Jiang Xian felt that his clear voice was getting farther and farther away, and her heart was beating more and more clearly.

Her eyelids were clenched and she was extremely sleepy.

Qin Yanfeng shook her shoulders, not letting her sleep.

Jiang Xian's chest was tight and her breath was tight, she could hardly breathe, she gasped heavily.

She tried to open her eyes wide, trying to see the appearance of the man in front of her.

Likes are real, and so are resentments.

After all, the former is more.

The world is impermanent, powerful but unable to exert oneself, desire but unable to fulfill.Because of this, you will always seek what you have, be greedy for what others have, and be angry with fate.

The biggest difference between Jiang Xian and Qin Yanfeng is that she has a kind and gentle heart.

She leaned on Qin Yanfeng's shoulder, knowing that her heart was beating more and more slowly, "Qin Yanfeng, if I die...will you be sad?"

"do not be sad."

"I put a letter under the pillow. In the letter, I have a lot to say to you."

"Let's draw a clear line with Liu Huan, he is not a good king, but you can be a good minister."

"If there is a next life, you should be a good person."

"...a sincerely good man."

Jiang Xian was in a daze, with a high fever, and didn't know what she was talking about.Qin Yanfeng struggled for a moment, then stretched out two trembling fingers to feel her pulse.

Faint, nothing, like a precarious fire flickering in the sea.

The woman leaning on her body was still asking gently: "Qin Yanfeng, what do you want to do after living in seclusion?"

Qin Yanfeng didn't dare to look at her face, looked at the fireworks, and imagined the future, "Is it okay to live in seclusion in the water dock in Yunzhou? You like it there. I fish in the morning, and you wash your clothes in the evening. In midsummer, you can go boating to pick lotuses, and you can share spring and autumn together." Listen to the rain from the eaves. Hunting, chopping firewood, if you think the money is slow, I will go to my old business, reveal the reward list, kill people and steal the goods, and earn money to buy you a lot of sugar-fried chestnuts... What do you want?"

Jiang Xian was quiet and didn't answer.

Qin Yanfeng pressed his fingers against her pulse, but there was no movement.

"Bang", "Bang".

Fireworks vacated.

One after another, the osmanthus flowers are flowing, and the startling stars are scattered.

After a while, Qin Yanfeng slowly raised his head, looking at the splendor exploding all over the sky, he couldn't help but blurred his eyes, moist and warm, and his vision was blurred.

He attached Jiang Xian's cheek with nostalgia, choked up and said, "Look, the fireworks are set off."

"As soon as the new year is over, spring will begin soon."

"...Your hands are so cold."

The roof is dead silent, like flowers withering, water freezing and jade shattering.

The streets and alleys are full of people, noisy, brightly lit, thousands of doors are picturesque, and people are laughing and wandering.

Jiang Xian closed her eyes tightly, as if she was sleeping peacefully.

Qin Yanfeng carefully held her cold fingertips and wrapped them tightly in the rough palm.Like holding her hand secretly here for the first time, rubbing it repeatedly.

But this time, he couldn't keep warm anymore.

(End of this chapter)