Wen Jian pressed her back with one hand and gently stroked her hair with the other hand. He lowered his head and rubbed her ears and temples close at hand. His voice was low and full of infinite nostalgia, "Me too."
When Qingzhi heard Wen Jian's words, she almost forgot all the previous unhappiness, and her heart was suddenly warmed by the warmth from Wen Jian's palm. It was very warm and safe.
She asked Wen Jian to wait for her, ran back to the military camp, took half a day off, and then left with Wen Jian.
The two of them were neither riding horses nor riding in carriages, they were just walking hand in hand in the forest.
Wen Jian smiled lightly and listened to her talk about the things she had experienced these days. Qingzhi was a heroine, so she would have her own pride. When she raised her chin slightly, Wen Jian looked at her. He had to Admit it, this kind of innocence fascinates him.
As Qingzhi was talking, she realized that Wen Jian suddenly held her hand very tightly and hard.
Qingzhi looked down at his hand and snorted, "It hurts."
Only then did Wen Jian come to her senses and let go of her hand.
"Wen Jian, what's wrong with you?"
Qingzhi looked at Wen Jian, feeling a little confused, but she didn't know what to say, it was like she was the only one who found it strange.
Wen Jian reached out and touched her hair, "It's just that I haven't seen Qingzhi for a long time, and I can't help but look at you more."
Hearing this, Qingzhi felt relieved and took the initiative to raise her little face to show him, "Then you have to take a closer look. Are there any differences between me and before?"
"Of course not." Wen Jian saw her standing in front of her and walking backwards, and was worried that she would fall, so she took her hand and took her to walk with her, "Do you want to eat something?"
Qingzhi was just about to list the things she wanted to eat to him one by one, but then she thought of something again and couldn't help but tell Wen Jian: "Brother Su is sick, should we go and see him?" ah?"
Qingzhi's idea at that time was very simple. She went to visit Su Su with Wen Jian so that Su Su could clearly know that she could only be with Wen Jian.
Even though she and Wen Jian were so good, there couldn't be any other conflicts between them.
When Wen Jian heard that Su Su was sick, out of concern, she nodded and agreed to Qing Zhi, bought some things, and went to Su's house.
At that time, in Su's mansion, Su Su dismissed the people below and stayed in the room alone.
He was either seriously ill or caught cold, but he just found an excuse for himself not to go to the military camp.
He also knew in his heart that Qingzhi would not want to see him at this time.
So he didn't want to embarrass her.
But he didn't expect that after he had been lying at home for a long time, someone would come over and report that Wen Jian and Qing Zhi had come to visit him.
At that time, Su Su didn't even comb her hair, thinking about getting up and getting dressed up. But after sitting up, she thought about it and felt that it wasn't necessary, so she lay down on the bed again, covered with a quilt, and asked someone to Come in.
"Are you feeling well?" Wen Jian saw Su Su lying on the bed, her face indeed much paler than before.
Su Su asked her servants to pour tea for the two of them, and replied with a faint smile: "I feel better after drinking the medicine. It's really nothing serious."
"Did the doctor say I caught a cold?" Qingzhi asked.
Su Su nodded, "I'm not careful. It's just a minor illness. I'll be fine in two days."