Seeing that Song Qinglian was different, Ming Jingxuan developed some favorable feelings towards her that she had never had before.

But when she saw that she called herself the same name as the worldly "Young Master Xuan", with a little respect and politeness, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

He simply said bluntly: "Don't always be like them. Mr. Xuan called me, Mr. Xuan, so I felt unfamiliar. Everyone around me called me Jingxuan, so you should call me Jingxuan too."

"I..." Song Qinglian stopped for a moment, then focused on her mind and thought for a while, and saw her eyelashes tremble, "How old should you be older than me, then I respect you Brother Xuan, okay?"

Ming Jingxuan looked at her, a gentle smile slowly bloomed on the corner of his mouth, and said in a gentle voice: "Of course."

He paused and asked again: "Don't you, you are this year?"

Song Qinglian answered truthfully: "I just turned sixteen this year."

"Sixteen years old." Ming Jingxuan said softly: "You are two years younger than me. So, then I will call you Sister Qinglian."

Looking at his eyes, Song Qinglian smiled softly and nodded. The stream of light in her eyes flashed, shining like a star in the sky, pure and moving.

Under the clear light of the night, what is reflected is the most graceful youth in a period of youth.

Ming Jingxuan remembered the fact that Song Qinglian was bullied by the man, "But then again, why are you so late? You are still staying on Baishan Road alone? Why did that man come to invade you for no reason?"

"Oh!" When talking about this, Song Qinglian couldn't help but sigh and whispered, "I was originally doing a small business with my friend on Baishan Road, but she had some other things these days and couldn't come, so I was the only one left."

"I wanted to make more money, so I planned to close the stall later. But I didn't expect that when it was dark, I met that evil man. He and my father had some holidays, so I came here to find trouble for me."

"So that's it." Thinking of the man's evil deeds, Ming Jingxuan felt anger in his heart, clenched his fists, and said angrily: "This person is really a despicable thing. This matter has nothing to do with you, but he just came to find your trouble."

"What does the grudges of the previous generation have to do with you, a little girl? They are just shameless people who bully the weak. Does he still have the law in his eyes?"

Song Qinglian shook her head, her eyes full of helplessness, "But so what? This is the world, and it has always been the evil people. Even if we poor people suffer grievances, the government will not speak for us."

Although Song Qinglian said that the clouds were light and the wind was light, there was a clear sadness between the lines.

In this world, Ming Jingxuan also understands the helplessness of the poor people.

I am also a poor person and have been contemptuous and bullied. Only when I become a popular artist in the capital and have a little fame can I avoid being discouraged by the world.

It is precisely because of the deep and coldness of human feelings that people express themselves in front of the world that they look so arrogant and indifferent.

He empathized with this helplessness and couldn't help feeling a little sorry for this thin and poor girl, but the world said that she could not get rid of some things after all.

He could only remind her: "Sister Qinglian, this capital is full of fish and dragons, and there are all kinds of people. You are an unarmed girl, and you must be careful when you wander around the capital in the future."

"Don't think about going back when I'm in the dark, and try not to stay on this deserted street by myself. If that man really did anything to you, the consequences would be unimaginable."

"I know." Song Qinglian nodded, "I was indeed neglected today. I will never stay alone in the capital until night in the future."

"But..." She paused for a moment, then looked at Ming Jingxuan again, her eyes full of gratitude, and said sincerely, "I really have to thank Brother Xuan for what happened today. You are obviously not the opponent of that majestic man, but you still came to save me regardless of your own safety."

"If it weren't for you, the consequences would be unimaginable. Qinglian would remember Brother Xuan's life-saving grace for the rest of her life."

Seeing her serious appearance, Ming Jingxuan couldn't help but chuckled, "It's just a simple task. This is my duty. You don't need to be so grateful."

He paused for a second, his eyes circulated gently, and looked at Song Qinglian's pure face, and spoke from the heart. "But I should also thank God for giving me this opportunity to save you, so that I can meet such a sincere and kind sister Qinglian."

This sincerity from the heart warmed Song Qinglian's whole heart. She smiled slightly: "It is also Qinglian who is lucky to be able to meet Brother Xuan."

When the eyes met, they all turned into a brilliant ray of rays of light, condensed in each other's hearts.

As we chatted, we had forgotten the time. The crescent moon was hanging high, and it was probably the third day after now.

After roasting by the fire for a long time, the water vapor on his body was dry, and the two of them felt a little more comfortable. But as they chatted, they had forgotten the time.

"Oh." Just now I realized the time at this moment, Ming Jingxuan's heart was shaking, "It's already this time, I have forgotten the time. Sister Qinglian, if you don't go home so late, your family won't worry!"

Worry? How could they worry?

At this moment, the home in Yunshui Village is probably empty. One of the parents is confused about cigarettes and the other is confused about gambling. How could they know that they were almost killed today? Even if they really know, they may not care.

But how could she tell Ming Jingxuan about family affairs?

She could only say casually: "It's okay, my parents are not at home these days, and they don't know, Brother Xuan doesn't have to worry."

"Oh, that's it." Ming Jingxuan didn't ask any more questions.

Looking at the moonlight, he stood up, "It's already late at night now, it's time for us to leave too. Where is your home? I'll take you back."

"Wait a minute." Song Qinglian seemed to suddenly remember something important and stood up quickly, "I almost forgot that my stall was still on the street over there and it was not collected."

Ming Jingxuan was puzzled: "What stall?"

"Sachets." Song Qinglian said: "There are many sachets I sell there. I can't lose them. I have to take them back as soon as possible."

Chapter completed!