"But you don't hate wine so much anymore." Xie Junhe joked, but found that the words were so weak.

He still closed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then calmed down: "This is a nightmare, a nightmare created by Jun He and Jiang Shaoyun. I am really afraid that one day, he will plant such a nightmare in everyone's heart..."

Xie Junhe stared blankly at this too thin body, and suddenly remembered the warm smile as warm as the sun on the street twelve years ago, and the self-confidence that spread to the sky. It was really sad. It seemed that it hadn't arrived yet.

I lament that time is not forgiving, but it seems that there are always some things that grow old inadvertently.

There were too many things that he could not let go of and needed to be protected, so that the ambition that he originally had to travel all over the world only silently lingered on the narrow black stone cliff, like an eagle with broken wings, and his only unquenchable fighting spirit was to keep watch.

"Don't be so sad and play a game of sandbox with me." Chu Tao waved his hand to cheer up, took down a box of arithmetic chips from the shelf, and scattered them on the big sandbox in the study. On this sandbox, there was still Fenghuoling-Bi

Topographic map of Lianzhou area.[

Playing sandbox in the middle of the night? Xie Junhe said impatiently: "Senior Feng is the master, what's the use of looking for me? The only time I defeated you before the battle of Bilianzhou was because you deliberately let me go so that Senior Feng could

Don't worry about me."

"Forget it, he doesn't want to see me, an unqualified student, until my hands can play the Changhe Song completely."

Xie Junhe looked at his hands that were not very nimble yet, feeling a bit indescribable. Now only the sand table can make Chu Tao proud. He reluctantly played the strings, and the sound was miserable. He really didn't know when he could play the strings again.

The long river sings a song. The Long Ming Sword hanging on the wall is also covered with dust.

Chu Tao's hands fiddled with the wooden chips: "You have three opponents in a game with me? Master Xie is so talented!"

Xie Junhe smiled bitterly. He should have advised him to rest, but seeing the way his eyes were shining brightly in front of the sand table, he knew that the long night would be difficult to pass away. He had no choice but to risk his life to accompany the gentleman: "What's wrong with you? Let me deal with you."

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Everyone picked up their chips and claimed their territory, and a colorful array of colors spread out on the sand table.

You fight against each other, you attack and I defend, and the cold room suddenly becomes lively in front of the fire. With the beating of the fire, the two older children, who are no longer young, fight and argue endlessly.

Time flows by unconsciously.

It wasn't until Chu Tao wiped out Xie Junhe's forces one by one and trapped him in a corner of the sand table, with his arms folded in satisfaction, that Xie Junhe discovered that in front of the door, a graceful figure stood silently, her pale face silently

Blooming like an orchid in a deep valley.

"Ahem!" Xie Junhe deliberately cleared his throat and gave Chu Tao a wink. Chu Tao looked up as if he was just waking up from a dream, and saw her at a glance. He was stunned and said softly: "Lan?"

With her eyes drooped and her face glowing, Weilan felt shy: "I made some snacks and planned to send them to Shi Yuxuehai. I happened to have some leftover, so I made another bowl of ginseng soup..."

Awkward silence.

"Hey! There's something delicious!" Xie Junhe took the tray in two steps and carried it to the table. There were various shapes of pastries, and he clicked his tongue rather angrily and stretched out his black claws. However, the claws were frozen in the air.
Chapter completed!