Seeing her like this, between her beautiful eyebrows, Song Lang was stained with a slight sadness, and said in a self-deprecating tone: "If I were him, I wonder if there will be someone who will tense me like you tense him. ."
Bai Zhi twisted his eyebrows, looked up at him, her clear eyes were shining, and she smiled again, and her smile was a little strange: "I have it, besides me, there are many people who care about you. Yuan Lao and Xiaoqing both look at you. Be a relative."
Song Lang also laughed, and the loss in his heart was gradually covered by warmth.
Thinking of Yuan Lao and Xiaoqing, the smile on his face became warmer, and then he lowered his head, his eyes fell on the page: "If you want to formulate an antidote for containing wind powder, you must find an antidote to restrain the poison of Green Owl. That's fine."
Bai Zhi's gaze also naturally fell, falling on the yellowed page, looking at the headaches of the handwriting, "But where are we going to find this antidote? You didn't mean this poisonous bird called the Green Owl, only the Western Regions Is it there? I want to find the antidote that can restrain the poison of Green Owl, and I can only find it in the Western Regions."
"Then go to the Western Regions!" Song Lang raised his handsome eyebrows, raised his head again with a smile, and looked at the girl in front of him, the girl who occupied his whole heart, the girl who dismissed him, with all his heart. Girls on other men.
"I'll find medicine for you and heal him. I will treat him as repaying you for the pain caused by the three years of separation." To put an end to this matter, I also let myself make a break in this relationship. .
The most painful thing in the world is nothing more than love.
He didn't believe it before, but now he believes.
Really hurts.
The one you love is close in front of you, within reach, yet far away from her.
He never knew that liking someone is so simple, so fast, and so deep into the bones.
I don't even know that not getting someone he likes will make him so painful.
After coming out of the Bai's house, Song Lang, who never said a word from Xiao Qingchao, asked, "My son, are you going to give up?"
Song Lang walked slowly, walking down the street full of golden leaves, watching the constant flow of people, clutching his aching chest, smiling bitterly, his eyes shimmering, wet and fuzzy.
"How about not giving up? After all, the person she pretended to be in her heart could not be me. From the beginning, I was one step late." If he could get to know her earlier and show up in front of her earlier, would he not be the result? Same
But in this world, there has never been a so-called if.
"Xiaoqing, you don't need to go to the Western Regions with me, just stay, stay with her, she needs you more than I do." Xiaoqing has a good skill, and if she is there, he can feel more at ease.
"But the son—" Xiaoqing was worried about Bai Zhi, and also worried about the son.
The son has been in jail for three years, and his body has long been worse than before. The road to the Western Regions is dangerous, and the people over there are fierce, so she really can't rest assured.
Song Lang said: "Don't worry, there are still a few hidden guards following. Even if you follow me, it won't help much. Why don't you stay and protect her for me."
After a pause, he said again: "I have burned your bond of selling. You have always been free. If one day you don't want to stay by her side and want to marry someone, if you want to do what you want What you do is up to you to choose."
Xiao Qing's tears fell like beads, one by one, she reached out her hand, trying to grab the sleeve of the coat, but she didn't dare, and finally withdrew her hand: "My son, don't you want Xiaoqing? "