Su Jingqian's heart twitched suddenly, as if a sharp blade was inserted into his heart and stirred back and forth, making him feel a heartbreaking pain.
He suddenly realized that even if he could calculate everything in the world, he still couldn't calculate the distance between her and his hearts. He had not experienced that feeling of powerlessness so far away for so many years.
Su Jingqian looked sad, clasped his hands behind his back, looked up at the vast sky, and said solemnly: "Lin Wanwan, whether you believe it or not, I have not taken advantage of you, and Dongchen will never do anything to Fomalhaut. We have done things like burning bridges across rivers, we work together, we work together in the same boat, and when our boat overturns, we share the truth. Dongchen and Beiluo Shimen are both prosperous and devastated. This will never change."
At this time, Lin Wanwan's heart was occupied by depression and resentment. The unquenchable anger turned into waves of scalding heat, building a wall of fire in her heart, completely intercepting Su Jingqian's words and burning them to death. All.
"The ambition of the King of Dongchen is really great. Now that Nanling has not yet been included in his pocket, he has taken up the idea of Beiming again. Does the King of Dongchen really want to rule the world?" She curled her lips and sneered, with sarcasm and disdain in her tone. It's so obvious.
Su Jingqian looked at the sky quietly. Lin Wanwan's cold voice seemed particularly sharp in the silence, but it did not make any waves appear on his face. Those deep and quiet eyes Deep down, there is no sorrow or worry, as if all the sorrow and sorrow have gone with the wind and dispersed into smoke and dust all over the sky.
"The general trend of the world is that if we unite for a long time, we will separate, and if we divide for a long time, we will unite. This has always been the case since ancient times. Even if it is not me, there will always be someone to establish a new world. Besides, as long as Emperor Xuanwu reigns for one day, then the Black Ink Clan will never have a clear day, even if I Without interfering, Rong Sui would pull Emperor Xuanwu down at all costs, clear the grievances of the Black Ink Clan, and allow thousands of wronged souls to rest in peace. Since Beiming will change sooner or later, why not work together and each get what they need? "
Su Jingqian's tone was extremely flat, with no trace of emotion. The more Lin Wanwan listened, the more disappointed she became. The resentment and disgust in her heart kept rising like a tide, making her trapped in a whirlpool and unable to extricate herself.
She stared at his back with her red eyes, her eyes as sharp as knives, as if she wanted to carve out a hole in his back, "Mr. Dongchen's words are really nice. Everything you have done, It’s just for the supreme power, so why use these high-sounding reasons as excuses? Whether it’s revenge for Rong Sui or seeking justice for the Black Ink Clan, these are just stepping stones for you to step onto the supreme position.”
"Lin Wanwan, don't you know very well what kind of person I am?"
He turned his face slightly and glanced at her with his cold peripheral vision. The lines on his side face were delicate and neat, but there was a sense of alienation that was distant from others.
"Don't forget, you once promised me that even if I want to dominate the world, you Fomalhaut will help me."
Every word Su Jingqian said was so cold, like a muffled thunder hitting a deep well, so dull that it made people breathless.
Lin Wanwan never thought that the words she once said would one day be like a big invisible hand, tightly strangling her throat. She couldn't even help but think about whether Su Jin's kindness to her and his indulgence in all kinds of ways was for her, or because of the Fomalhau sect behind her, or what Su Jin wanted from the beginning to the end was not at all. There is only one sharp sword, Fomalhaut.
Was it because she was too blindly confident and mistook hypocrisy for sincerity, or was he intentionally misunderstanding her and making the Fomalhaut sect wholeheartedly work for him?
She felt as if her heart was torn in half, one half carrying the past and the other recording the present. How beautiful the past was, how sad it is now.
His kindness to her in the past has long become a habit and a kind of sustenance that she can't let go of; but now his calculations and his use are like scars on her heart that she can't erase. Lose.
She has been persistent for many years, and what she wants to find is nothing more than the handsome young man with arrogant and unruly features. But as early as the night when the Blood Clothes Pavilion was annihilated, when she saw Su Jin in black robe for the first time, she Understand that the boy in white who shone like the sun may never come back. It's just that she has been avoiding it and is unwilling to accept it.
Lin Wanwan gently touched her chest, trying to heal the crack in her heart, but she found that everything was in vain. Her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by something, and sourness rushed into her eyes.
Only then did she understand that a crack was a crack after all. Even if it could be repaired, when it appeared again, it would only become bigger and deeper, and would never be able to return to its original state, just like the one between her and Su Jin. The gap has always been there. He can't cross it, and neither can she.
"Okay..." Lin Wanwan held back the heat that was about to overflow her eyes, tried her best to contain her emotions, and whispered: "Since Lord Dongchen wants me to go to Beiming, then I will go, but I There is a condition, I want to take away the twin sisters and Yiyi."
Su Jingqian turned his gaze to the sky again, and without looking at her again, he simply said: "Yiyi can follow you, but Nie Ya can't. You know, she can't leave."
"Monarch Dongchen really wants to keep her to contain Nie Shu and the Jiang family." Lin Wanwan smiled mockingly, and the last light in her eyes disappeared. There was a sense of sadness and bitterness in her lost eyes.
She should have understood how Su Jin could let Nie Ya go for her. Didn't she already know that there was nothing more important in his heart than power, but she still wanted to give it a try, and this try , and also made her understand that all of them, including herself, were just pawns in his hands.
When the tide of resentment subsided, the pain in her heart spread in an instant. She felt as if her soul had been drained out, and she could no longer raise any strength. Her heart was swallowed up by the sudden pain and became cold. Numb, exhausted.
Lin Wanwan raised her head, holding back the tears welling up in her eyes, still stubbornly refusing to admit defeat, "In this case, I wish Lord Dongchen to realize his long-cherished wish as soon as possible."
Although her voice was very soft, he still heard a hint of choking in it. Su Jingqian's heart suddenly shrank, as if a sharp claw was scratching his heart, and his heart was bleeding and aching. But he was powerless, and that deep feeling of powerlessness gave him a sense of determination.
The flowing light and broken shadows gradually turned into haze, and the warm sun had quietly hidden among the clouds at some point. The entire sky was gray and oppressive, and thick clouds pushed the sky lower and lower, as if it would collapse at any time.
In Su Jingqian's eyes as he stared at the sky, a piece of snow seemed to have fallen. With a hint of loneliness, it fell quietly and fell to the ground silently.
"It's going to snow. I'm afraid it won't be easy to travel later. I'll have someone take you back first." He paused and then added: "I have important things to discuss with them today, so I won't go back. "
Lin Wanwan didn't know that the reason why he didn't go back was actually to avoid her on purpose. Just like a few months ago, when she said she didn't need to come back to look for her if she had nothing to do, he also disappeared from her world silently. inside.
But he didn't know that after she discovered that he had paid so much for her, her mood was no longer what it was then.
Lin Wanwan closed her eyes sadly, with only bitterness left in her heart, "Okay, I'll take my leave first."
But the moment she turned around, tears still fell down.
Winter is fading, the wind at the end of the year has blown through the tops of the green plum trees, and the wheel of fate has rolled over the bamboo horse under the window. The long years are hard to look back on.
In this world, many childhood sweethearts have been lost in the vast sea of people. It is difficult to look back, not because they are unwilling, but because they dare not. They are afraid that when they suddenly look back, that person has already disappeared in the dim light.
"It's time to recover. Everyone, take care of yourself and drink more hot water.
My mind is in a mess right now, I probably have to wait until my body gets better before I update. "
