Chapter 62: (one)

When Huan Heng thinks about it now, his heart is still a little flustered.
That day, Changping was in turmoil, and the whole Changping was in chaos. The county guard wanted to hold them both, but Wei Lan came back and hijacked it, and then led the county guard’s defenders all the way and retreated.
It was just a group of ordinary people's riots. Wei Lan and Huan Heng commanded the defenders. It was not a major event. Even if it could not be suppressed, it was more than enough to escape. However, when halfway there, Wei Lan suddenly said with Huan Heng: " Aheng, be with me."
Huan Heng didn’t react to anything, so she slammed onto the horse, and then split up with the county guards. The county guard led the guards and left in a hurry, while Wei Lan led Huanheng all the way towards a decapitation. Cliff ran away. Ran Mo was fighting with the people. As soon as he turned his head, his eyes broke apart. He watched Wei Lan circle Huan Heng and fell straight down the cliff with his horse!
The ink staining rushed towards him hoarsely, but only the last shout before Wei Lan fell off the cliff: "Go back!"
At the same time, a small fan was thrown up, dyed ink flew up and grabbed the small fan.
At that time, the situation was too chaotic. There were mobs everywhere. After dyeing ink holding the small fan, there was no time to do anything, so the crowd was forced to go back.
When Huan Heng and Wei Lan fell off the cliff, their minds were blank.
He didn't know why Wei Lan did this, but habitually, he believed in Wei Lan wholeheartedly. It wasn't until he whizzed past his ears that he suddenly reacted, subconsciously what he was going to do, was picked up by Wei Lan. Collar, and then he felt the momentum of falling stopped.
He looked up and saw that Wei Lan was holding a rope in one hand, while the other hand was holding him. The strength of both of them was supported by Wei Lan alone, more than two hundred jin. The weight caused Wei Lan's hand to tremble slightly.
She lowered her head and glanced at Huan Heng, then smiled soothingly, "A Heng, don't be afraid."
Hearing what she said, Huan Heng immediately reacted and followed her appearance. He grabbed the rope. Seeing that he had grasped the rope firmly, Wei Lan let go and said: "There is a cave fifty feet below. You go down first."
Huan Heng responded and climbed down the cave together with Wei Lan. After entering, Huan Heng found that the cave had been prepared with clothing, silver, and customs clearance. Wei Lan took off the outer gauze of the robe, which was stained with blood because of the fight just now. After throwing it down, she lifted the package and said with Huan Heng: "Let's go."
"Alan, is this?"
Huan Heng was even more puzzled, but Wei Lan smiled on her face and said, "A Heng, how about I take you on a tour?"
"Playing?" Huan Heng frowned. Wei Lan used a sword to clear the thorns in front of Huan Heng, and said gently: "Since then, Wei Shizi and Master Huan are dead. You and I will wait a few days for the time. Maturity reappears."
Hearing this, Huan Heng understood that the fall from the cliff was prepared by Wei Lan in advance. He couldn't help but become more confused, and followed Wei Lan and said: "You already knew about this riot?"
"I don't know," Wei Lan raised her hand and stroked her hair behind her ears, and said gently: "It's just that I have long pretended to die, so I sent people to Jingzhou to investigate. I have already selected the one near Changping County. This cliff makes people prepare early."
"You already knew that Changping had a problem?"
"As early as the floods in Jingzhou, I guessed that the Holy Master intended me to come to Jingzhou, so I investigated the situation here. The situation in Changping was obviously wrong, so I originally planned to come to Changping. Moreover, the reason why I came. In Jingzhou, the uncle and the second uncle want to find a chance to eradicate me, and I also want to do everything. Even without this riot, the uncle and the second uncle will have to do it. As long as they do it, we will come here pretending to fall off the cliff."
"Then how do you know they will definitely do it in Changping?" Huanheng looked at the back of the person in front of her. She was always so considerate and never let him do heavy things. She used to protect him behind her back on the battlefield. A guardian gesture to protect him.
Many people told him that she was fancy his son Huan. However, he knew clearly that that year when the mountains were covered with snow and ice, she didn't even know who he was when she carried him out. He asked her why she wanted to take him back so desperately. At that time, she was still young, with a surprised expression in her immature eyebrows: "You are still a boy, and I protect you. It is justified."
She said he was a boy, but she never thought that he was just a child.
Huan Heng could not help but bend her eyebrows when she thought of the past. Wei Lan carefully cleaned the road. She didn't dare to say that the road moved too much, otherwise the traces of pedestrians would be left, which might be noticed soon. She could only gently press down the thorns once, and wait for Huan Heng to pass by before returning to the original state. After they leave for a few days, the place will return to its original state.
"Uncle must choose a place where he can do it, such as Changping and Ningyang where he has a relationship. I have made similar preparations in all the counties and counties he has a relationship with." Wei Lan Explain to him earnestly: "You are not good at covering up. If I am not dead, you know that it will be easy for people to see."
"Then if I don't follow, you don't plan to tell me, do you?" Huan Heng didn't know what was happening, and was a little angry, especially when he remembered that if he really learned about her death...
"Why?" When she heard this, Wei Lan smiled, glanced back at him, and said narrowly: "If I don't tell you, if you hear my death, I'm afraid it will cause trouble. In Shengjing, there is no peace at all."
"Fortunately, you know..." Huan Heng blushed, but did not deny it. His feelings have always been so open. Wei Lan's eyes softened a little, and she lowered her eyes, feeling very at ease in her heart: "Moreover, how can I be willing to worry about you?"
"Hmm..." Huan Heng followed behind her, blushing without knowing what was going on while listening to her.
However, he suddenly thought: "What about Xie Zichen?"
"What does this have to do with him?" Wei Lan couldn't help being a little surprised, not understanding why Huanheng suddenly mentioned Xie Zichen at this time. Looking at Wei Lan's expression, Huan Heng couldn't help feeling a little happy, and coughed, "Nothing."
I'm afraid that until now, Wei Lan doesn't understand Xie Zichen's feelings, right?
Huan Heng thought about it with joy, and when he thought that Wei Lan didn't tell Xie Zichen, but took him with him, he felt more joyful.
Wei Lan had made preparations early. After taking Huan Heng out of the tunnel in the cave, she asked the corresponding guard to go to the mountain to clean up her traces, and then went to a nearby village to live with Huan Heng.
They had the identities that they had prepared for a long time, as well as the silver two. In order not to appear too ostentatious, the two of them still found an identity each, that is, Orion and his younger brother.
The appearance of the two was too prosperous, and Wei Lan had already prepared a potion to cover up their appearance. After a little modification of their appearance, the two were relegated to ordinary people alive, and then lived an ordinary life. Wei Lan is in charge of hunting outside to make money to support the family, and Huan Heng is in charge of everything at home.
On the first day they were together, because they didn't know how to use the stove, they had to set up a fire in the middle of the yard for barbecue and eat the pheasant that Wei Lan caught. For the two of them, cooking is not good, but they have lived in the army for many years and have first-class barbecue skills.
However, if you eat barbecue every day and eat for a few more days, you will get bored. Fortunately, Huan Heng has nothing to do. After cleaning the yard and washing clothes every day, he began to wonder how to use the stove to make a fire for cooking. In a few days, he really figured it out. Because Wei Lan's arrow technique is very good, he can get a lot of game from the mountains and waters every day. Coupled with Huan Heng's cooking skills, the two people's small life can be considered moist.
Within two days, news of their death came.
At this time, Huan Heng has learned to use the wild animals brought back by Wei Lan to replace some things with the neighborhood, such as wild vegetables and watermelons in the field. Wei Lan loves watermelon fruits very much, but feels that they are unsightly. Let Huan Heng dice the watermelon and peel it, and eat it with silver chopsticks. However, such a speed often caused her to look back and the melons were gone. As a woman, she could not grab the watermelon with the stupid child Huanheng, so she could only put her complaints in her heart until she could not bear it. Together with Huanheng, she learned Cut the watermelon into a fan shape, and then start eating.
When the news of the death came, the two people were sitting at the dinner table happily eating melons. Then they listened to the village aunt outside talking about: "I heard that two high officials in the capital died in Changping, so the court sent a policeman. The big official came to investigate the case, that big official is so handsome!"
The two high officials who died in Changping must be them.
But who is the handsome, bigger pipe?
Huan Heng and Wei Lan glanced at each other and began to lose their heads. They felt that since they were high officials, they must have real power, such as Shangguan Zuoxiang, Tai Fu Xieqing, or Wang Lin Zuoxiang. And batches of officials with real power are basically in their seventies and eighties, and those who can be called "jun" may also be a master Xieqing.
It was Xie Qing who came, and they were ready to continue shrinking. After thinking about it, Huan Heng was a little worried and said, "Where is Xie Zichen?"
If Xie Zichen rushed over all the way, would Wei Lan take the initiative to tell the other party the truth to make him feel at ease?
Wei Lan waved her hand and said nonchalantly, "He won't come back."
Xie Zichen is a very good ally, clever, agile, and knows how to make choices. From the time he asked her to form an alliance, she knew that she was a reliable person, and would not affect her by feelings. Nowadays, she is already "dead" to the outside world. A "dead" ally can no longer give Xie Zichen any benefits. Although Xie Zichen is not so desperate to just look at benefits, the "brother" relationship between them is only enough. Xie Zichen took a look at Changxinhou's Mansion in Shengjing, and when he finished handling the matter in his hands, if she couldn't help the spirit back home, he might just come to meet him again. As far as she knows, the emperor now also has the intention to promote him. He is working on several big cases, and obviously it is not because of a worthless ally like her that he will give away his Qingyun Road for nothing.
Wei Lan didn’t tell him about her plan. First, she felt that Xie Zichen was in Shengjing and feared that he would leak, and the less people knew about the matter, the better. Secondly, it was because she always felt that Xie Zichen didn’t treat her very much. care.
Wei Lan took a bite of the melon and turned to look at Huan Heng who was sitting on the doorstep eating the watermelon, feeling a little warm in her heart.
"A Heng," she said gently, "You said if I want you to stay here with me forever, what do you think?"
"Huh?" Huan Heng turned around and thought for a while. In the past few days, he and Wei Lan are two people. Wei Lan hunts and does housework. He has no worries or worries. He eats together every day and lives together. It feels like... Ok.
So he nodded his head, smiled and curled his eyes: "Okay."
Wei Lan suddenly jumped with a thump in her heart, shocking her to feel a bit embarrassed. Having lived for two lifetimes, this is probably the only noble son willing to give up everything with her.
She still remembers her last life. She also liked a noble son. She thought that noble son would stay with her forever, but when her family struggle failed and almost lost her inheritance rights, the noble son turned around and befriended her sister. On it. At that time she understood that a woman's power is the foundation of her life. She also knew that Huan Heng had a deep attachment to her, just like a younger brother treats her sister. She was used to protecting him, so he reported it to Qiong Yao. Even if it is not a relationship between men and women, this relationship is purely moving.
Wei Lan looked at Huan Heng, and a thought came to mind.
Love between men and women?
What is the relationship between men and women?
Wei Lan was at a loss for a while, Huan Heng was aware of her gaze and couldn't help but straighten her back a bit, trying to make Wei Lan look more carefully. Whether in the north or in Shengjing, Huan Heng has always been confident in his appearance. He has always known that Wei Lan loves good-looking men. Sometimes he also wonders whether he also looks good, but why Wei Lan has never thought of touching him?
Huan Heng has really struggled with Zhou Zhang on how to get Wei Lan to do something about herself.
The two of them were thinking about their own affairs with their own hearts. After a long time, Wei Lan realized that she seemed to have been watching Huan Heng for a longer time. She quickly retracted her gaze, feeling a little embarrassed for the first time and said: "I'll go to rest first. It's over."
Huan Heng was also a little embarrassed, he pretended to be calm and nodded, stood up and said, "I'm going to wash the dishes."
The two didn't know what was wrong, they felt that the atmosphere was so strange.
That night, after Wei Lan took a shower in the room, she always found it difficult to understand. She climbed to the roof by herself, sat on the roof, and took out a bamboo pipe and cut it into a flute.
The flute sounded in the night, and Huan Heng heard the sound, standing in the courtyard, quietly watching the young man on the roof.
Time passed, when everyone began to uplift and have edges and corners, the young man grew in a direction that was indistinguishable. It has the gentle lines of a woman, and the calmness of a man. She played the flute in the moonlight, like a fairy in the moon palace, falling into the world.
There is no one else here, and Wei Lan here is only visible to him.
With this thought, Huan Heng felt a little bit faster in his heart. He quietly looked up at that person and thought of her questioning in the day.
She said to spend a lifetime with him, even if she understood that she just said casually and didn't have that kind of mind, he still felt very sweet.
What is Huan's, what is Jiangshan, it seems that it is not as good as being by her side, looking up at her, listening to her playing the flute, is picturesque.
After the song was played, Wei Lan turned to look at Huan Heng in the yard. He seemed to stand for a long time without making a sound. Wei Lan couldn't help but smiled, stretched out her hand to him, and said gently: "Come on."
With a leap, Huan Heng landed on the roof and sat down beside Wei Lan.
"Alan is really good at everything," his eyes were full of admiration: "Even playing the flute is so good!"
Wei Lan smiled and gently brushed away the hair blocking his eyes. What kind of woman will such a good-looking person marry or marry in the future?
Wei Lan could not imagine.
"A Heng," she couldn't help but said, remembering Lin Xia's words: "In the future, will you marry many women?"
Today's Huan Heng is no different from her back then. A noble background, he holds great power.
Hearing Wei Lan's words, Huan Heng blushed suddenly and said, "You...what are you asking about this?"
"Have you not thought about it?" Wei Lan turned her head, holding the bamboo flute, a little dazed: "I have been thinking these days, am I wrong?"
"What's wrong?" Huan Heng was a little suspicious, Wei Lan stroked the bamboo flute and said calmly: "I always thought that the matter of marriage is more important than liking."
"That's... not really." Huan Heng stammered a bit, looking at her, knowing that her eyes were elsewhere, but still stubbornly said: "I just want to marry one, which I like."
"Then spend a lifetime with her?" Wei Lan couldn't help but smile, feeling that Huan Heng's idea was simple and cute. However, Huan Heng nodded his head incomparably, "Yes, for a lifetime."
"Don't feel regretful?" Wei Lan quipped: "On one person, where can three wives and four concubines come to be happy?"
"This...Where is this the same!" Huan Heng was anxious, and said hurriedly: "Three wives and four concubines just look happy, where is it good for someone with a heart to stay together?"
Hearing this, Wei Lan was stunned and muttered: "So...you think so too."
Wish to have one-hearted people, the white head will not be separated.
This kind of life is true. Are there so many people yearning for it?
Looking at Wei Lan in a daze, Huan Heng shook his finger: "A Lan? Why do you ask this question?"
"I originally wanted to marry Xie Zichen." Wei Lan looked away and squeezed the bamboo flute. Hearing this, Huan Heng's face suddenly froze, and then Wei Lan continued to say: "But someone told me that this is not right. Marriage with one person should be to like each other to be together. And one who doesn't like it. I will regret it for the rest of my life."
Because there is no inferiority between women and men, because emotionally, everyone should be equal. He loves you equally, and you have to repay this feeling.
Looking at Wei Lan's somewhat dazed appearance, Huan Heng lowered his head and said slowly: "Then do you like him?"
"I think he is very suitable." Wei Lan smiled, a little helpless, Xie Zichen's shadow flashed in her mind.
Like it?
But she didn't even know what she liked.
Huan Heng squeezed his palms secretly. Some effort suppressed it, but he couldn't help but speak. He looked ahead and listened to Wei Lan talking lightly about Xie Zichen.
This is what a man, what a man.
Calm, self-sufficient, beautiful, calm, if you are with him, how many benefits and how suitable.
"However, he rejected me. He didn't want to." Wei Lan was a little helpless: "I thought, dripping through rocks, I can always touch him, but now I don't know, if I don't like him, I will provoke him, even if I will be responsible for him, isn't it wrong?"
"Alan," Huan Heng suppressed all the gloom and anger in his heart, showing a pale face, and said slowly: "You promise me one thing."
"Ok?"
"If you don't like someone," Huan Heng gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Never say you like him, let alone marry him."
Wei Lan was stunned. After a long time, she nodded.
"it is good."
She promised him, but she laughed, stretched out her hand to rub his head and said: "Why, you are still afraid that I have a man, so ignore you?"
Huan Heng didn't speak, he turned his head, didn't let Wei Lan touch, and didn't know what he was angry with, he turned around and jumped off the roof. Wei Lan raised her eyebrows suspiciously, and saw that the young man walked towards her room with her back to her, took a few steps, and then stopped.
"Alan," he said hoarsely, "I am also a man."
Wei Lan was stunned, then watched the other person walk into the room and closed the door.
For the first time, she realized that Huan Heng was no longer the weak and vulnerable young man she came back from the ice and snow.
After Wei Lan and Huan Heng talked that time, neither of them mentioned anything about that day, and they went back to the farm. At this time, Xie Zichen had already arrived in Changping County. The riot in a county was suppressed long before Xie Zichen arrived. Only after the suppression did he learn that the disaster in Changping was so serious. Xie Huai quickly called in and asked the court. Playing, prescribing prescriptions, preparing porridge, dealing with corpses and the plague that has already begun, I was so busy.
When Xie Zichen went, the Changping plague had begun to spread. Xie Huai firmly refused to say: "Of the descendants of the Xie family, you and Yulan are the most competitive. I can understand that you and Wei Shizi have a good relationship, but if it is for her Fate, how do you tell me to explain to your father?"
Xie Zichen did not speak. He knelt down decisively, and after bowing to his uncle, he said indifferently: "If Zichen is really unfortunately infected with the plague, please convey Zichen's sorry to his father."
After finishing talking, he didn't care about Xie Huai anymore and turned to leave. Xie Huai cursed loudly and chased the Cishi Mansion, and Xie Zichen had already turned on his horse and took the man straight to Changping County.
After arriving in Changping County, Xie Zichen, under the guidance of others, found Ranmo who was still looking for Wei Lan. The two met in the county guard’s mansion. Ranmohou was in the lobby. Xie Zichen took Xie Tong out of the back hall and took a glance. See her.
She has been in Changping for many days. She was still wearing the same clothes she came to, and everyone was thin. Xie Tong stood behind Xie Zichen and saw the thin and haggard boy in front of him. Yes, I felt distressed for a while.
Dye Mo knelt beside Xie Zichen on one knee and said dumbly: "Master Xie."
Wei Lan is no longer there, she has lost her backbone, and now she suddenly sees Xie Zichen, she cheers up. Xie Zichen did not speak, staring at her quietly: "Are you convicted?"
Stained ink did not speak, tears fell, Xie Tong opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but did not dare to speak out, Xie Zichen suppressed his emotions and said coldly: "As a guard, you should have protected you. Patriarch, now the life and death of your Patriarch is unknown, but you are so alive that you are kneeling here. What is the reason?"
"It's because dyeing ink is incompetent." Dyemo cried out: "It is Dyemo failed to protect the son of the world."
When she cried, Xie Zichen couldn’t say anything. He actually knew that the ink staining was not to blame, but he was thinking about that person was gone. Instead, her guard was kneeling. He thought about it. Here, I couldn't stop the anger.
But when Ranmo cried, he felt a bit discouraged again, and he was just...finding someone to anger.
Xie Zichen closed his eyes, sighed softly, and said in a dumb voice: "Where is your eldest son...you didn't see it, you take me to find it, the situation at the time, everything is fine, tell me again."
"Yes."
Stained ink responded and led Xie Zichen to the edge of the cliff, talking in detail about the last bits and pieces of Wei Lan before leaving. Xie Zichen listened quietly, but his mind was blank. He came to the edge of the cliff, looked at the vast sea of ​​clouds below, and estimated for himself.
If it's oneself, even if it is extremely light, and if you fall from here, there will never be a chance of survival.
He stared at the sea of ​​clouds blankly. After a long time, he still refused to believe: "Did you see with your own eyes, she fell?"
"Yes……"
Ran Mo tremblingly responded: "With Master Huan..."
Xie Zichen didn't speak, his face turned pale.
After a while, he raised his somewhat blank eyes: "Have you gone down to find it?"
"Go down..." Yanmo blushed again, but said: "The cliff is too deep, and now I haven't been able to get to the end, only found the coat of the son on the branch..."
Xie Zichen nodded, as if still very calm, but said: "Well, I see, you send someone to prepare some rope."
"Now it's bottoming out."
Xie Zichen didn't seem to have listened to her answer, nodded, and set his eyes on the sea of ​​clouds.
At such a high place, Alan must be in pain when it falls down?
Xie Zichen's eyes faded slightly, feeling a burst of distressing pain.
He turned around. When everyone thought he was going to leave, they suddenly saw him tear off his clothes and sleeves, and went to the edge of the cliff, holding onto the rope that was dropped a little bit.
"My lord!" everyone exclaimed, and Xie Tong rushed up and said: "My son, let the servants come and let the slaves come..."
"I want to see her sooner."
Xie Zichen lowered his eyes, and Xie Tong couldn't say anything for a while.
The son of his family has always restrained his emotions, saying this, his heart is probably already upset. Xie Tong dumbly saw Xie Zichen tying the rope around his waist, and then he dropped to the bottom of the cliff.
You can't directly fall down when you go to the bottom, because you don't know the depth of the cliff. If the rope is too long, you will fall directly to death. If the rope is short, the huge momentum will cause people to hang in the middle and be seriously injured.
People can only use the strength of the rope to climb down little by little.
There were some places on the cliff that were easy to slip. Xie Zichen stepped on it, then fell down, and quickly grabbed the gravel with his hands. This stopped the fall, but his hands were still full of blood. However, he didn't care. He climbed down until the rope reached the bottom, and then climbed up a little bit, in a seat where people could hear it, and let people continue to add rope.
After going back and forth three times, without rest, I finally reached the bottom of the cliff the next morning.
After reaching the bottom of the cliff, Xie Zichen was exhausted, but he didn't feel tired at all. He untied the rope and began to look around. However, at the bottom of the cliff were the vast wilderness of rocks and thorns.
Xie Zichen couldn't help but was stunned, thinking that anyway, at least there should be a corpse.
"Wei Lan!"
He yelled out loud, with a bit of luck in his heart. If the person is still alive, even if it is disabled, he can carry the person back.
He looked around for the man, but he didn't respond. Soon after, he heard the whispering sound of a beast. Xie Zichen turned his head almost subconsciously, and saw a giant tiger leaping towards him!
Xie Zichen rolled on the spot, then rushed towards the rope frantically.
The giant tiger followed closely. Xie Zichen grasped the rope when the giant tiger was approaching, and then the strength of the rope rose into the air. He turned over and hit the giant tiger with a palm. After hearing the giant tiger's wailing, he continued with the rope. His strength stopped on the cliff, looking down at the giant tiger who was still staring at him after being injured.
Between Xie Zichen and the giant tiger staring at each other, there was a stormy sea in his heart. If there is such a beast at the bottom of the cliff, even if Wei Lan is still alive after falling off the cliff, what chance of surviving such a giant beast?
He felt cold, knowing that it was the best decision to go back at this moment. However, looking at the giant tiger and remembering that Wei Lan might be in the belly of this beast, Xie Zichen's heart soared into flames, and he simply fell from above. He rushed towards the giant tiger!
Seeing that Xie Zichen took the initiative to come down, the giant tiger roared and rushed towards Xie Zichen! One person and one tiger slammed at each other. Xie Zichen was unarmed and hit the giant tiger's abdomen as soon as he bent his waist. At the same time, the tiger's palm was also caught on him.
Xie Zichen suddenly felt a fierce pain in his chest, and he couldn't care much. After turning up and leaping up, he fell towards the fierce tiger that pounced again, and then in an instant, he exhausted his internal strength to hit five palms!
The giant tiger exhausted his last force and slammed him fiercely, and he was thrown out, breaking two trees in succession, and then stopped.
At this moment, the giant tiger was also dying. After standing up hard, within a short while, he collapsed and lost his breath. Xie Zichen was also injured. He was lying on the ground, feeling that the pain on his body finally made him sober.
This is in the valley. There is no one, no Wei Lan, and no one else. He doesn’t know what is going on. He seems to have been depressed for a long time, finally found a vent, curled up on the ground, with a loud cry, loudly. .
He has never regretted it so much. It would be great if he had agreed to her marriage proposal at that time, it would be great if he had been with her, and if I had said that I like you at the beginning, it would be great.
He hid such deep thoughts, guarding that person carefully and humblely, afraid that she would know that she would trample on him and love him so uncontrollably, he would be so careful to see her and think about her every day.
He Xie Zichen has lived for two lifetimes. This is the only one who treated him so wholeheartedly when he was just a bastard. No matter if she fancy his face or people, no matter what she wants from him, but this is the only one who saves him when he has nothing, buys clothes for him, always cares for him and guards him. .
However, this person is gone.
No one will drive around when he is besieged; no one will pay attention to whether he dresses like a family child, and quietly makes a box of clothes for him; no one will do that again. Tenderly and seriously said to her, Zichen, is it good to marry me?
So absurd and gentle, considerate to every bit.
She used to tell him that whoever is used to being spoiled will crave this tenderness.
He dismissed it then, but now he finally understands that she was right. Whether it's a man or a woman, if you've been petted, you can never go back to the past.
"Wei Lan..." He whispered, like a child, crying: "You come back, Wei Lan."
I like you, I stay with you, and I promise to marry you.
Come back, continue to pet me, Wei Lan.
Xie Zichen let out a cry. After a long time, he finally calmed down. He felt a little tired. After lying on the ground with a blank mind and resting for a while, he slowly got up. At this moment, looking up from his perspective, he found that there seemed to be a cave on the cliff.
Xie Zichen frowned. Only then did he realize that something was wrong. At first, he paid too much attention to Wei Lan's death. Now when he thinks of dyeing ink, he finally realizes a slightly different taste.
Wei Lan obviously hijacked Zhong Nan, why did he suddenly let Zhong Nan go, and then separated from everyone with Huanheng?
How could Wei Lan be chased by a group of mobs with such a good martial arts skill with Huanheng, so that he fell off the cliff? After falling off the cliff, why are there no traces at all? Even if it was eaten by a beast, there should be clothes.
One question after another made Xie Zichen's heart bright, he immediately got up, tied the rope to the ground, and climbed back in the direction of the cave.
He was wounded, and his hands were trembling, but he still had a thought in his heart.
Wei Lan is there, she must be there.
He didn't know where his perseverance came from, he didn't want to think about anything, like a hairy boy, he completely forgot about his usual calculations and plans, gritted his teeth and crawled into the cave, and then yelled: "Wei Lan!"
No one responded to him.
However, the reverberating voice and the wind outside let Xie Zichen know that the cave is connected outside.
He untied the rope and walked to the depths of the cave. The cave was not long. After a quarter of an hour, he saw the light. At this time, his reason told him that it was time to go back. Go back, slowly plotting. However, I kept telling him to go on.
It was this kind of scheming and reasoning that prevented him from following Changping and let Wei Lan come alone.
He won't let this happen again, maybe Wei Lan is injured and waiting for his rescue, maybe he won't be able to save him a moment later.
Even if he already understands that this may be Wei Lan's game, but he always feels, what if? What if Wei Lan just accidentally entered the cliff, what if Wei Lan was waiting for him?
He clutched the wound in front of him, walked out of the cave with difficulty, then searched around, and after finding the footprint of a person, he walked out of the mountain with the footprint.
The sun rose little by little. The more he walked forward, the more traces of people were. He walked along the smoked place. At noon, the sky began to be covered with dark clouds, and he finally saw a village. He walked into the village with blood on his body and walked on the ridge. The villagers hurried past him, looking at him curiously and vigilantly.
The raindrops began to fall, and Xie Zichen finally noticed that the wound was a little bit painful. He covered the wound and held a person, and said with difficulty: "Excuse me, have you seen two teenagers? Sixteen or seventeen years old, this newcomer In the village..."
"Oh, you mean Brother Wei?" The village is small, a newcomer is easy to be known. The villagers immediately understand who Xie Zichen is talking about. He looked at Xie Zichen and said with some pity: "Brother, you met in the woods. Is it the Beast? Come to Wei's house to run with relatives?
"Yes..." Xie Zichen said hard, his heart was overwhelmed by ecstasy and anger.
He squeezed his fist secretly, squeezed out a smile, and slowly said: "Can you show me the way, please?"
The villager nodded, helped him and said: "Just in front, I will send you there, not far away."
With that, he helped Xie Zichen to walk to Wei Lan's residence.
Xie Zichen felt that the wound was fierce and painful, and he took his heart.
The closer he walked, the whole person couldn't help shaking. If Wei Lan's ecstasy dazzled his head at the beginning, then at this moment, his anger and sourness would overwhelm him.
Why didn't she tell him...
Why are you alive, but refuse to talk to him?
Why was he outside thinking that she was dead, and almost kicked off the entire Changping for her, but she could live here so peacefully and with Huanheng?
What is he? In her heart, he Xie Zichen, is it really worthless?
Don't care about his sadness. No need to care about his pain.
He bid farewell to the person who sent him, clutching the wound, and trembling to the door, and then he heard the laughter of Huan Heng inside: "Alan, hurry up, the quilt is going to be wet, the rain is heavy. "
"It's okay," the voice of his dreaming lingering sounded inside: "There is a fire in the room, just dry it."
"Wei Lan."
He murmured, and the two people inside were stunned. After a while, the door in front of him suddenly opened. Xie Zichen stood in front of Wei Lan, his clothes and sleeves were torn open, his hands were bloody, and the wounds in front of him and also