. . .
"That's it~"
After listening to Gu Yuexuan's narration, I couldn't help but sigh a little while expressing my gratitude. As expected, the disciples of Xiaoyao Valley are all the best among men, and even their personalities are different.
Compared to Gu Yuexuan's integrity and kindness and Thorns' cold outside and hot inside, Wei Ziling's character seems to be the most mediocre, but this is actually just a disguise for her as a woman.
Among the three of them, when it comes to their mutual feelings, there is no distinction between them. But when it comes to their scheming methods, Wei Ziling is undoubtedly the number one. Even compared to Po Meng who is beside Wei Ming, You may not be at a disadvantage.
In her eyes, there may be only three kinds of people: her own people, strangers, and enemies. Regardless of Wei Ziling's attitude and behavior when facing the latter two, just looking at the pill box in her hand, she didn't know clearly, He is already...oh no~ It should be said that he has long been one of Wei Ziling's eyes.
"Senior Brother, thank Senior Sister for me. I like this gift very much~" Weiming said with a smile.
"Yes! Senior brother will tell you." Gu Yuexuan readily agreed, and then looked at Wu Xiazi.
Wu Xiazi couldn't help but sigh secretly when she saw Gu Yuexuan's gaze, and then turned her attention to the last item, the jade pendant.
It was a jade pendant in the shape of half a peach blossom. There was a trace of infected blood red on the edge of the jade pendant. Although he did not look at the jade pendant at this time, it was just a glimpse just now. Before he knew it, he was sure that he had seen this jade pendant before. The jade pendant, even though it had changed slightly from the first time I saw it.
"Wei Ming'er~" Wu Xiazi was silent for a while, and finally said: "This jade pendant was given to me by an old friend. He asked me to tell you to remember the words of the owner of this jade pendant."
After saying that, Wu Xiazi stood up, picked up the jade pendant on the table, walked to Weiming, and stuffed it into his hand herself.
Weiming held the jade pendant and looked at the blood stains on it, and suddenly a feeling of blood connection came to his heart.
The blood stain seemed to have become a little darker. Wei Ming thought in his heart.
"Haha~ It's late at night, Xuan'er, Weiming'er, you should go back and rest early!" Perhaps feeling that the atmosphere was too solemn, Wu Xiazi laughed twice and said: "Weiming'er, today is your birthday, as a teacher. You get up for an hour tomorrow night."
"Huh! Ah~?" Weiming was stunned for a second before he realized what was happening. He quickly said to Wu Xiazi, "Thank you, master. I will go back to my room first."
After saying that, Weiming turned around and prepared to go back to the room. When he walked to the door, Weiming stopped for a moment, suddenly turned around and said to Wuxiazi and Gu Yuexuan: "Master, senior brother, thank you. I am really happy today." Happy~"
After saying that, he showed a bright smile, turned around and walked out of the door.
"Master~" After watching Weiming go out, Gu Yuexuan looked at his master Wuxiazi and wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, especially after seeing the jade pendant, a trace of emotion welled up in his heart. The guilt made Gu Yuexuan feel at a loss what to do.
"Ah ~ the grudges of the previous generation!" Wu Xiazi sighed with a sad face, and said nothing more. He knew his disciples and had enough confidence in them. He believed that based on their feelings and character, Sooner or later, the grudges left by the previous generation will be completely resolved.
. . .
Unidentified room.
Weiming was facing the wall, lying on his side and curled up on the bed, holding the jade pendant in front of his eyes, watching quietly through the moonlight outside the window.
In my mind, I couldn't help but recall the scene when I first came to this world, but after thinking about it, except for the words of my mother's parting instructions, everything else has gradually become blurred.
After all, sixteen years is not a short period of time. Even the most profound memories will become a little blurry or even gradually forgotten.
But there are always some things that are unforgettable, such as sadness and feelings.
Weiming just looked at the jade pendant quietly, especially the trace of blood on it. There was no expression on his face, if there weren't those tears.
Silent, silent tears.
And at this moment, a figure lay next to Weiming and hugged him gently from behind.
"Meng...Sister Meng~" Weiming instantly recognized who the person behind him was and called out tentatively, but did not turn to look at her.
"Hmm~" Mrs. Meng responded as if she was talking in her sleep.
"Sister Meng, why did you..." Weiming was about to ask why Mrs. Meng ran to her room, but she interrupted her.
"Stop talking and sleep well." As she said that, Meng Po forcefully pulled Wei Ming's body over. At this time, Wei Ming was Meng Po's opponent. The two of them went from facing each other to facing each other. Not only that , Meng Po also pressed Wei Ming into her arms, and at the same time gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes without leaving a trace.
Feeling the softness on her cheeks, one can imagine the confusion in Weiming's heart. At that moment, Weiming even thought that he might be pushed back, but fortunately, judging from the current situation, it doesn't seem to be the case, but in fact, based on According to the conservative standards of women in this era, even if they are children of Jianghu, reaching the level of Meng Po is no different from committing themselves to each other.
But at this time, Weiming didn't have any charming thoughts. After the initial shock, a feeling similar to mother but different from mother surrounded Weiming, as if forming a protective shield, firmly blocking the sadness. Outside.
"Thank you, Sister Meng~" Weiming opened his arms, gently hugged Po Meng, and fell asleep while murmuring.
Po Meng closed her eyes and did not answer. She seemed to have fallen asleep.
After a long time, when Weiming's breathing gradually calmed down, a pair of bright eyes quietly opened. It was obvious that Po Meng was not asleep.
Feeling the warm breath on her chest, Po Meng lowered her head quietly and looked at Weiming who was sleeping soundly. Under the ray of moonlight projected from the window, the tears on Weiming's face were still vaguely visible.
Po Meng didn't make a sound, she just watched quietly, her arms around Wei Ming tightened unconsciously, and she subconsciously adjusted his sleeping position to the most comfortable state.
Good night, sir...
Po Meng opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Then under the bright moonlight, she fell asleep with him.
. . .
The next day, Chenshi.
When Weiming opened his eyes in a daze, he vaguely smelled a strange fragrance.
"...What does it smell like?" Weiming muttered subconsciously.
"It's Anshenxiang~" A familiar voice answered beside Weiming.
Weiming looked over subconsciously, and sure enough, who else could it be besides Po Meng? But seeing the movements in Po Meng's hands, Wei Ming was a little stunned and immediately asked:
"Sister Meng~ What are you doing?"
