These things perfectly connected why Jun Zhan hates the Xiyun Royal Family so much.

certainly,

It has nothing to do with her now.

Jun Zhan hates not to hate the original owner, but not to hate. Ranbai knows this person enough. If he just hates the original owner because he simply sees death and does not save him, then Ranbai would not have liked this person who has accompanied her through the planes before.

Because the original owner had no reason to save Jun Zhan, Jun Zhan had no qualifications to ask the original owner to save him.

As long as the original owner did not participate in a series of things against Jun Zhan, that would be enough.

It’s just about the warmth and coldness of human feelings.

This is the coldest thing about the lanbai.

She can always be rational, including for herself and for her people.

Until a long time later,

Jun Zhan moved his fingertips stiffly.

He felt that the experience he had just had was like a dream, an out of reach.

It was so real, but it always made him feel like a mirage.

When Jun Zhan came back to the candy seller's shop again, he was still a little absent-minded and confused.

He was very happy to see her.

Jun Zhan thought,

He should be content.

"Young Master, did you see your girl just now?" The old man smiled again and handed the sugar man to him.

Jun Zhan was slightly stunned.

When the old man saw it, he knew that he had guessed it right. She squinted her eyes, which were already a little dizzy, but smiled very kindly: "When I see your lost look, I know that you must have seen a very important picture."

"Look, you usually have a precious candy man, but you just threw the candy man here and chased him." The old man pointed at the candy man and smiled with serene satisfaction: "I think, if you can make you lose your composure like this, I'm afraid that the girl you often mention."

Jun Zhan was stunned for a second as he listened to the old man's words, and laughed out loud: "The old man... is indeed smart."

"Of course, I think I was very smart when I was young." The old man laughed and waved his hand: "Okay, the time is over, and I should close the stall as well."

"I'll help you." Jun Zhan said.

The old man didn't refuse.

Just pushing the cart all the way, quietly walking to the door of a somewhat remote and old house.

"Okay, young master, you go back too." The old man took the car in his hand, looked at the obviously dilapidated house in front of him, and sighed: "Lin Lao Lin Lao, the more he liked the place he used to live in for the rest of his life, he became accustomed to it and couldn't bear to move anything."

Jun Zhan didn't know what to say, so he could only respond with a smile.

Twilight is approaching, sunset is setting,

"My old man should be waiting for me now, probably coming out soon..." The old man pointed to the door and said, before she could continue to say anything, a gray-haired old man bent over and walked out, looking at the old man standing under the steps, and smiled and said, "Old woman, don't just be so nagging alone. Come into the house quickly, the food is hot..."

Jun Zhan stood there, staring blankly at the two old men, supporting each other and walking in. On this old street, the noise around him seemed out of place with them, and the old backs seemed particularly warm and harmonious.

The dusk is dim and the setting sun is like blood. It is almost dusk. Under the sunset, the sunset reflects half of the sky red, turning the sky into a sea of ​​fire. Everything around it seems to have become a background board.

This old and noisy street is quietly basking in the afterglow of the sunset, as if it is dyed with a layer of light golden light. The breeze blows, the branches and leaves of willows sway, the sound of bells is clear, and kites fly by in the sky.
Chapter completed!