Zhu Han's heart thumped, and it took him a while to calm down: "Yes, it's worthless!"
Xu Qingmo didn't mean to comfort her, he just looked down at his shoes, and then said with a smile: "Most of the time, being willing is just to move yourself. Some things have to be found ways to let it pass, otherwise You will always be stuck in that damn memory!"
When Xu Qingmo said these words, her voice was very soft, as if she was speaking to herself. Zhu Han raised his head and looked at her. After a long time, he suddenly asked: "What about you, what is your damn memory?" what?"
"Me?" Xu Qingmo looked up at Zhu Han and smiled, "My memory is a sword, a sword that pierces the heart!"
Zhu Han looked at Xu Qingmo with a blank expression: "Sword?"
Xu Qingmo seemed to have thought of something. He raised his eyes and looked at the open window on the side: "Yes, it is a sword of treason and treason. I am still just a little short of being able to completely destroy this sword! It's just a little short of it!" "
Although Zhu Han didn't understand what Xu Qingmo was talking about, she knew that maybe it was the sword she was talking about that brought him bit by bit to the present. She walked to Xu Qingmo's side and gently put her hand on her On the shoulder: "Xu Qingmo, thank you!"
Thank you for giving me this opportunity, giving me a chance to completely say goodbye to the haze.
Xu Qingmo looked back at Zhu Han: "You're welcome!"
I don't know when it started to rain. Xu Qingmo walked out and stood in the corridor a little unprepared. She clearly remembered seeing the stars last night and had no intention of raining. Why did it rain like this at this time?
"This is a thunderstorm. It comes and leaves quickly!" Meng Hetong walked out of the rain holding an umbrella. He walked in such a hurry that most of his shoes were wet.
Xu Qingmo looked at Meng Hetong in front of him and frowned slightly: "You already know it's a thunderstorm, why did you come here in the rain? Now your shoes and socks are wet, how uncomfortable it is!"
"I know you are impatient. Even if you knew it was a thunderstorm, if you had to wait for half an hour, you would probably not be willing to wait. You might come back in the rain!" Meng Hetong walked quickly to the corridor and collected his hands. He picked up the umbrella in his bag and walked to Xu Qingmo, "Fortunately, I came early and didn't let you get wet at all."
Xu Qingmo glanced at Meng Hetong and laughed softly: "Yes, fortunately you came early. I was thinking that rushing from here to the carriage would only wet my head at most, but looking at you like this, I'm afraid it's You’ll also be soaked from head to toe!”
Meng Hetong smiled and looked at Xu Qingmo from head to toe: "Okay, okay, not wet at all!"
Xu Qingmo smiled, then walked to Meng Hetong: "Let's go, go back early, I can still catch up with dinner at home!"
"Then let's go. I can stay here to see you for a while longer. If you go back, it will be another long night!" Meng Hetong raised his eyebrows, with a look of helplessness on his face.
Xu Qingmo raised his hand and hit him: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Meng Hetong smiled: "I'm kidding you, okay, okay, let's go back! The rain will stop in a while!"
Xu Qingmo had no choice but to follow Meng Hetong into the house.
The oil-paper umbrella was not big. If two people held an oil-paper umbrella, it would seem a bit small. Meng Hetong tilted the umbrella to cover the top of Xu Qingmo's head, but his shoulders got wet.
Xu Qingmo glanced at Meng Hetong: "I allow you to hold me in your arms on this stretch of road, don't let yourself get wet!"
Meng Hetong quickly climbed up the pole and hugged the person in his arms: "Okay!"
Zhu Han stood by the window, watching the two people clinging to each other slowly leave, feeling a little sour in his heart: "Actually, what I wanted at the beginning was just to be together for the rest of my life. Unfortunately, friendship is a mistake after all." pay."
On the way back, Xu Qingmo looked in the carriage, his eyes were indifferent, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Meng Hetong didn't ask, he just accompanied him.
"Sometimes when I dream back in the middle of the night, I still think of my mother's head and bleeding. The house is covered with white cloth. I am the only one left in the Xu family. The loneliness still surrounds me from all directions." Xu Qingmo suddenly When she spoke, her voice was very soft, as if coming from a far away place.
Meng Hetong held Xu Qingmo's hand: "Isn't everything over? Your parents are still there, and you have a younger brother. You have changed the established outcome of this matter, and also changed the future of the decline of the Great Zhou Dynasty. You did very well."
Xu Qingmo looked at Meng Hetong for a long time, then leaned into his arms, looking a little tired: "I always feel so tired recently. Once I lie down, I don't want to get up. I just want to sleep all the time. I don't know if summer is coming soon. The weather It’s because it’s getting hotter and hotter.”
Just as Meng Hetong was about to say something, the carriage suddenly stopped. He felt a little strange and stuck his head out: "What's wrong?"
"Master, there is a monk standing in the middle of the road!" Yusheng said as he took out some money from his pocket, "I'll give you some money!"
"Miss Xu, I have something to say to you!" The monk suddenly spoke, his voice was very gentle, like an ancient chime, shaking people's hearts every time.
Xu Qingmo poked his head out of the carriage and saw an oil-paper umbrella without any color in the rain. The bald man under the umbrella was particularly eye-catching: "Master Huide?"
Huide looked at Xu Qingmo and smiled softly: "Miss Xu, how are you doing lately?"
Xu Qingmo quickly got off the carriage, then took the umbrella in Meng Hetong's hand and walked over quickly: "Master, why are you here alone?"
"Waiting here for the destined one." Master Huide smiled, then glanced at Meng Hetong, "The family has returned here from a distant place. Does Miss Xu's soul now have a resting place?"
Xu Qingmo's heart thumped, and he subconsciously glanced back at Meng Hetong who was standing behind him, and then became a little nervous: "Master, you have traveled all the way here to wait for the right person, you can't just come here to tease me!"
"What are the poor monks talking about? Miss Xu knows better than anyone else, and no one in this world knows better than Miss Xu. Only when Miss Xu comes and goes, and when she has something in mind, can she travel through time and change her destiny!" "Master Huide looked at Xu Qingmo and said word by word.
Xu Qingmo fell silent. She didn't understand how Master Huide knew. Maybe he really had magical powers, but he didn't understand why he wanted to stop her here.
"The poor monk knows what Miss Xu is thinking. He just wants to advise the girl to be merciful and merciful. If you take another step forward, you will be in the abyss!" Master Huide's voice was very soft, but it struck his heart every time.
