It was so ugly that Zhang Shaoliang was full of alcohol. He seemed to be still half drunk. He was a little dizzy, but he was still half awake.
"Make do it first, go and see the doctor. Don't get scars if you get infected. If a girl has scars, she will... she won't get married..."
Zhang Shaoliang got up, his head suddenly became dizzy, which almost made him fall.
"I'm fine, I'll help you to rest."
Shuiyue chuckled. She had been in the world for so many years and had seen many battles and killings. Naturally, she suffered more than a little injury. She would not care about these insignificant minor injuries.
However, it was the first time in so many years that someone cared about her so much and said these words to her.
Zhang Shaoliang lay on the bed, his eyes a little dull.
"The master of the sect will take a break, and Shuiyue will help you sober up the soup."
Shuiyue said, helping him pull the bedding, got up and closed the window again. Although it was already spring, she was still worried that he would catch a cold.
"Don't go, I don't want to drink, just sit here and talk to me for a while."
Zhang Shaoliang raised his hand and signaled her to sit down. Shuiyue was stunned, but she sat obediently on the wooden chair beside the bed.
"What do you want to say?" Shuiyue looked at him.
"Shuiyue, you lied to me."
Zhang Shaoliang said in a dumb voice, his eyes still at a loss. He said, "You lied to me, what do you say... the friendship between friends, you lied to me, right?"
Shuiyue pursed her lips lightly, and she recalled that day, Zhang Shaoliang asked her.
Shuiyue, I ask you, if one day you meet such a person, you don’t see her, but you miss her again. When you see her, you are looking at this and that. I’m afraid someone will see something, what’s wrong
?
The sect leader was too concerned, and this was just a concern for ordinary friends.
really?
really.
Shuiyue didn't say anything, not that she didn't want to say anything, but she just didn't know how to speak.
"You know, it's impossible for me and her to do it, right?"
Zhang Shaoliang turned his eyes and looked at her. Shuiyue met the slightly declining eyes. Once upon a time, those eyes were unimaginable bright, with a little warmth and a little lazy, looking at people shallowly, friendly
very.
"Sorry, Master."
Under the water and moon, deep self-blame flashed through his eyes.
Zhang Shaoliang shook his head, chuckled, and said, "No, you are right, I am wrong, I am wrong... I am my delusion..."
"The Master of the Sect..."
"Forget it, let's not talk about it, let's talk about it, even you feel pity for me."
Zhang Shaoliang turned his back, as if he was angry, and he seemed to be drunk. He muttered in a low voice: "I hate others sympathize with me, I pity me..."
He felt sad and sore, but he didn't know how to vent.
He wanted to go to Luo Ling, and saw her smiling at him, and saw her getting angry at her, and saw her saying to him: Let's go to the capital together, there are many fun things in the capital. When you go, I will definitely play with you.
enough……
She broke her promise and she never accompanied him once.
He will end up like his mother. He clearly loves that person deeply, but he doesn't dare and doesn't want to disturb him. He finds a small corner and stays alone in that warm moment until he dies
Living in memories.
If he was given another chance, he would take Luo Ling away on the night he sneaked into Xilun Fengling's Mansion, and walk far away.
If he was given another chance, he would refuse to do that when she was looking forward to him bringing Yuwen Haoyu back and disappearing all day long, and then told her that he liked her and did not want her to leave.