Chapter 1139: You want to like me, like a little longer 91

Outside the city, where the rain was raining, it was the oath that was sworn before the army went out, and the oath was thrown through the mighty army. Listening to Wen’s ear, it seemed to be pulling the distance between him and the child in a vacuum. Far……
Southern Xinjiang is too far away.
Wen Jian does not know why Qing Qiu suddenly made such a decision because of him?
If it is because of him, then he regrets those words.
The premise of those words is that he does not want to be more sad after learning the truth, but he does not want to go to such a distant place to suffer.
This is not what he wants.
He finally got out of the carriage and chased it along the front of the army.
His childishness, his outfit, his hair, his invisible stare at the distance, and the fear of uneasiness when he was holding him the day before.
For a moment, he had an illusion that the child was growing up under such painful baptism.
And he did not want his childhood to grow up at all.
He always feels that he will always protect the childish, not let the child suffer a little bit of damage, but after all, he himself has hurt her...
There were falling rains, and they fell on him coldly.
He heard a familiar voice with a cool sound and ordered: "Depart."
Then Wen Jian did not know whether she made a hoarse voice and shouted her a "green child". The young child took the horse and sat down and calmly looked back and saw the gentle man.
The childish face still had no expression, just staring at him for a moment, then faintly regained his sight.
Wen Jian did not catch up with it.
In the middle of it, it seems that there is an illusion that nothing happened between them. They are still in the past, she went out, and he sent off.
He remembered what she said, every time she had to stand behind her and watched her go, so no matter how far the child was going, as long as she thought of a small Jane brother behind her, she would not be afraid anymore.
This time, Wen Jian looked at the childish departure, but only felt that the heart had to be smothered by the living, was cut off, and the pain was about to breathe.
Qingqing did not go anywhere, probably because she was too reluctant. She did not dare to let her go to the city by the reason of the rain. She was afraid that she would not want to marry her when she arrived, she could not help but think I want to cry.
Because this is the first time that Qingzhi has gone so far, even though she is going to prepare her in advance in southern Xinjiang, she is leaving Beicheng.
And, it is an undetermined departure.
She thought she was ready, but when she looked back at Wen Jian's glimpse, she could not deny that the city that was built in the heart was once again broken.
She had to hurry to start, so that Wen Jian would not see her turning away and looking at the faceless face of tears...
Qing is very hard to pretend that she is as good as ever. She is as good as ever, always like a little girl with a long hair. Every time she wants to watch her leave.
But she had to understand and painfully understand that she might have grown up.
Perhaps this is the price of growing up.
The childishness is still gone.
Two people clearly saw each other, but they couldn’t even say a word.
Wen Jian lost his soul and returned to the government. Wen Zhizhi saw that the gauze on Wen Jian’s head had already been stained with blood. She grabbed his hand and called him several times.