These few sentences are obviously very ordinary, but it is precisely because of those strongly contrasting changes that they become shocking enough...
Wen Zhigu opened his lips slightly. He really didn't know what to say, so he couldn't help but turn around and look at him. Ji Xubai sat on the bed with his body half propped up, looking at her direction with tenacity, as if He saw the light, as if to him, she was the light.
Wen Zhigu was silent for a while, nodded slightly, raised his eyes and stared at him and said, "You live well, that is more important than anything else."
She hoped that he could do the same things he once taught the students in the academy, instead of just despairing.
"I know it, I promise you."
"It's not about promising me, it's about you living a good life."
"No, I just want to promise you."
Wen Zhigu couldn't tell the big difference between the two meanings. He wanted to compete so hard, but he vaguely felt some indescribable warmth in his heart, flowing from his heart to every corner of his body and mind.
Ji Xubai's eyes still looked deep and beautiful, but they were more transparent and pure than before.
It was as if he wanted to spread himself completely for himself to see.
But this time, Wen Zhigu also chose to believe him.
Although she never made any promise to him from beginning to end, she just relied on her intuition and believed in Ji Xubai this time.
After returning to his residence, Wen Zhiyu put the wooden rabbit on the window sill of his room, thinking that he would not use it to hit Ji Xubai next time. After all, after throwing it so many times, there were many more rabbit ears. Wen Zhigu sat down on the table by the window and lay on the window sill, looking at the wooden rabbit in a daze. From time to time, he stretched out his fingers to touch the wooden rabbit's pointed mouth, and he didn't know what he thought of. , murmured in a low voice: "It's so ugly."
Wen Zhigu touched the wooden rabbit and slowly closed his eyes.
There is a slow feeling wandering in my heart, a rare feeling of peace.
Wen Zhigu lay on the window sill, without any worries or extraneous thoughts, and slowly fell asleep...
The next day, after Wen Zhigu got up early in the morning, he sent Xiao Jian to school while it was still early. Xiao Jian kept saying that he would visit his younger sister Qingzhi after school was over. Wen Zhigu agreed, and it happened that she I also want to see if Qingzhi is feeling better.
After sending Xiao Jian to primary school, Wen Zhihu went directly to the military camp. In the past few days, the border of the Northern Kingdom had been invaded, especially the Nanrong side, which had been making moves at the junction of the Northern Kingdom and the Southern Dynasty.
The news that Sheng Qianmo received was that the old king of Nanrong passed away, and the successor was not the crown prince Wuda, but the second son Wucheng.
"When the old king was still alive, Wu Cheng had always been greedy for the throne. This was because Prince Wu Da had a serious illness when he was a child. After that, he suffered from hysteria and became dementia. It is conceivable that Wu Cheng succeeded to the throne. He used a lot of intrigues."
In the military camp meeting hall, Sheng Qianmo analyzed Nanrong's actions this time, "I have been in Nanrong for four years. I have a fairly good understanding of Nanrong's main geographical location and Nanrong's breakthrough points. If Wucheng is really If you try to kill an egg with an egg, there is no need to be merciful here in the North."
Although Sheng Qianmo has been in Nanrong for four years, he can still be selfless in the face of national justice.