Xue Qinglan, such a ruthless man who rushed into Zhanchuan City overnight in the face of wind, rain and thunder and lightning, but because of Wen Heng's embarrassment, his neck was red to the roots of his ears. He probably felt shameless, and he deceived himself and hid his face in his in the neck fossa.
If Xue Qinglan hadn't pointed it out, Wen Heng would not have paid attention to these small movements. This was not a big deal at first, but Xue Qinglan was so serious about it, but it made Wen Heng feel an inexplicable sourness in his heart - just like the rich man who owns a thousand cities will not be obsessed with losing a copper plate and be cared for carefully. People who don't take a little pity as a life-saving straw.
Why do you still have to worry about gains and losses when you are by his side
Wen Hengtuo carried Xue Qinglan to the inner couch and sat down, but refused to let him down. Xue Qinglan was forced to sit on his lap, facing Wen Heng, and when he looked up, he could see his straight nose and butterfly wings Like eyelashes, the closer you get, the more genuine the tenderness in the eyes.
Xue Qinglan didn't dare to look at him, she turned her face away and whispered, "I already hugged it, you can put it down... It's embarrassing for others to see it."
"No one else can enter my study, let alone hug for a while, even if you roll twice on the ground, no one will see it." Wen Heng not only didn't let go, but hugged him into his arms to prevent him from sitting still. Steady fall, "And I said this, why does it seem like I am the one who hugs me and doesn't let go?"
Although he hugged Xue Qinglan, his demeanor was close and gentle without showing affection. Xue Qinglan gave him a slight push, but he didn't push him. He couldn't help but smile and say, "Don't make trouble, be careful that you will be crushed for a while."
Wen Heng became accustomed to it, so he casually pushed the broken hair hanging from his forehead behind his ears, revealing a clean face, and pointed at the tip of his nose and said unhurriedly, "Wait for your weight to be twenty. Let's talk about this again... Have I lost weight recently, why do I feel lighter than before I left?"
Xue Qinglan couldn't escape, so she simply did not hide. He relaxed his shoulders very leniently, put his entire weight on Wen Heng's hands, supported his shoulders and said lazily, "It's okay, I'll be back in a few days." Wen Heng asked, "Brother Heng, you are an elder of the Chunjun faction, shouldn't you want to live back in Yueying Mountain again?"
Wen Heng was noncommittal and asked with a smile, "Why, are you worried that I will drive you away?"
As soon as Xue Qinglan heard his tone, she knew that she was unnecessarily worried, and said contentedly: "I know that you can't do that kind of thing because of you."
Wen Heng glanced at him, and said coolly, "You have no conscience, who are you coaxing sweetly?"
Xue Qinglan smiled and stretched out her arms around his neck, her back collapsed, and she fell comfortably into Wen Heng's arms, trying to use this method to fool around: "I haven't seen you in a month, as expected of an elder, more and more There is dignity."
He was so proud, Wen Heng naturally wanted to show him a serious look, and said solemnly: "Qinglan, I ask you something, answer honestly, don't hide it from me."
Xue Qinglan didn't suspect him, and said "um", "What's the matter?"
Wen Heng said: "How much do you know about Xue Ci refining medicine for Qin Ling and improving his martial arts?"
The falling sound was like a heavy hammer, instantly smashing the person in his arms into a rigid iron plate. Xue Qinglan even froze for a moment before she struggled to find her voice and asked in a low voice, "Why...why did you ask this all of a sudden?"
Wen Heng saw his reaction in his eyes, put one hand on his back and rubbed his heart slowly, while comforting in a soft voice: "Little fool, what are you afraid of in front of me? I don't mean to scold you, you How about the arrogance that beat Yuquan Peak up and down?"
Xue Qinglan was probably also startled by his sudden mention of the past, and gradually relaxed after being comforted, he straightened up and looked at Wen Heng, frowned and asked, "This matter is extremely secret, since Xue Ci died, no one should know about it, Qin Ling Surely you won't take the initiative to mention it, how did you know?"
Wen Heng made up his mind to know the truth, and patiently repeated the conversation between Yuquan Peak and Liao Changxing to him, Xue Qinglan listened attentively, and sighed with sincerity: "Accepting the apprentice and receiving the essence of two people, this is made up. What a sin. It seems that even if Xue Ci doesn't die, Qin Ling's sanctimonious things will be uprooted by his own disciples sooner or later."
Wen Heng slapped him lightly on the waist, and said with a smile, "I won't let you go if I flatter you. You're talking about business, don't talk nonsense."
Xue Qinglan couldn't pass the test, and he really didn't like to talk about these troublesome things, so he said: "There's nothing to say, it's just that Xue Ci used some evil ways and practiced some hellish pills, and used it to coax Qin Ling, who looks like A shrewd but stupid unlucky guy. I used to be mediocre in martial arts, but I couldn't beat him. When I saw him doing something wrong, I could only be angry and didn't say anything. Later, when I met you, my internal strength gradually improved... So I killed him and voted for the Weeping Star Sect ."
What he said was too simplistic, but Wen Heng could still hear some clues in it, and asked: "These things Xue Ci did can be traced back at least ten years ago, is it only Qin Ling who was poisoned by him? ?"
Xue Qinglan shook his head and said firmly: "Brother Heng, don't worry, although his medicine is powerful, there are still many shortcomings. The medicinal materials alone cost a lot, and it is the limit to supply one Qin Ling, and he has never harmed anyone else. "
"I'm not asking this, Qinglan." Wen Heng suddenly turned serious, frowned and said solemnly, "I'm asking you, have you ever been harmed by him?"
Xue Qinglan was stunned.
He suddenly understood why Wen Heng refused to let him go. It turned out that he was not only joking and playing, but also that he was afraid that he would avoid answering, and that he ran away like Si Youshan's reunion. Wen Heng has always felt his pulse very accurately and knew what he was most afraid of, so he opened his arms to him without hesitation. Only by letting him know that he would not be left behind no matter what, would the tight-fitting mussels be cautious. He carefully opened a small mouth and revealed a truth that had been honed in his heart for a long time.
Wen Heng's eyes darkened, his shoulders sank, and Xue Qinglan leaned down and hugged him. A few strands of long hair were blown up by the small wind and brushed softly across his face, as if the person refused to announce it to him. Weakness of mouth, and silent but deep trust.
Wen Heng wrapped his arms around his waist and stroked his long, satin-like hair that fell behind him with the other. His movements were calm and gentle, but his heart beat faster and faster unconsciously, as if he had a premonition that he was about to speak. The answer, but vaguely afraid that he would say that answer.
Xue Qinglan leaned on his shoulder, because Wen Heng couldn't see him, he gently kissed the side of his neck through the fabric, and whispered, "After all, I ended Xue Ci with my own hands, if I said no, you probably wouldn't believe it. I."
At the same time, Wen Heng also relied on that he could not see, so he lowered his head and kissed Xue Qinglan, and said solemnly, "Tell the truth."
"The truth is that in the matter of Qin Ling, although he harmed me, he only took a little blood to serve as an introduction to the evil medicine he suffered from the plague. It's really not a deep hatred." Xue Qinglan said, "You remember Well, the night we moved to another hospital, I had two small wounds on my neck, I lied to you that they were bitten by insects, and you gave me a bottle of wound medicine that was very expensive."
When he talked about the old events of Yueying Mountain, his voice unconsciously brought a two-point smile, and he said with a nostalgic tone: "At that time, I hated Xue Ci, but I couldn't resist him. will meet you."
"What if I met me?" Wen Heng frowned, "I haven't heard a word from you, let alone rescued you from Xue Ci, and I didn't even know when you—"
"Shh." Xue Qinglan stood up straight, her cold fingertips pressed against Wen Heng's slightly opened lips, stopped his unfinished words, and said seriously, "Brother Heng, you are the best person in the world for me."
He let out a low laugh, and suddenly did something wrong. He reached out and touched the back of Wen Heng's head and removed the silver ring from his hair. The long black hair of the crow was scattered like flowing water and fell from his temples, easily softening his appearance. Grim silhouette. Xue Qinglan looked at him carefully with a smile, only to feel that Wen Heng's face was handsome and serious at the moment, and his elegance was better than before, but his heart-breaking tenderness was the same as before.
Whether it's to betray a master, travel thousands of miles, or endure the unbearable pain of bone erosion, as long as his own figure can always be reflected in these eyes, everything he has experienced will not be considered bitter—
"I was taken away from my parents by Xue Ci when I was a child. I hate him for killing him because of this, and it has nothing to do with his activities with Qin Ling.
Wen Heng suddenly looked up into his eyes and said softly, "Four years ago, I didn't keep the promise to pick you up, so you had to do it yourself to escape the bitter sea of Yisu Mountain."
Xue Qinglan was stunned, and immediately said: "Brother Heng, it's not your fault, I'm really fine, don't be too nervous."
"Qinglan, tell me the truth," Wen Heng said, "How did the cold evil in you come from? Does this have anything to do with Xue Ci?"
Xue Qinglan smiled bitterly and said, "I was born like this before I met him. If it wasn't for this physique, why would Xue Ci choose me as an apprentice among thousands of people? But don't worry. Medicine, maybe one day there will be a turning point. Besides, now with you, it is much better than before."
Wen Heng seemed to be still dubious, but he didn't keep asking, and changed his words: "Uncle Gu, before his death, explained to me that he could take you to Kuangxue Lake for medical treatment..."
"Gu Chuifang?" Xue Qinglan wondered, "Why does he still miss me? It's been so many years."
Wen Heng guessed that maybe they were brothers and sisters back then, which reminded Gu Chuifang of his friendship with Zheng Lian, so he kindly mentioned it. But just now I finished saying that Gu Chuifang had a broken sleeve, and it seemed inappropriate to mention it at this time, so I took it to a stroke and only asked, "Have you been to Kuangxue Lake all these years?"
Xue Qinglan stared at him calmly, as if she wanted to force a smile, but she couldn't hold back in the end, sighed softly, and said, "Brother Heng, you probably don't know that Xue Ci is from the Xue family, the colorless grain needle of Kuangxue Lake. The only successor. As early as 30 years ago, the Xue family was completely destroyed."
The author has something to say: I want to go out for a meal, there are still two chapters left to be edited, I will post it later, sorry