Shangge looked at the place where Si Ming Xingjun disappeared, and was injured silently for a long time before he remembered that Zhan Shiyi was still in the Bagua Tower, so he quickly got up to find someone.
Zhan Shiyi didn't run away, and sat in the yard. Seeing her coming, her face turned red and silent.
Shangge sat down beside him, his eyes awkward and sensual: "Why did you rush in just now?"
Zhan Shiyi looked at her quietly: "Why do you think I am?"
"I..." Shangge originally wanted to say that he didn't know, but looking at Zhan Shiyi's red cheeks, he suddenly felt a little blessed and actually laughed. Seeing Zhan Shiyi becoming more embarrassed, he laughed happier: "You... don't you think, I... am I playing the game of taking off clothes with?"
Zhan Shiyi smiled at her, but calmed down: "You think about it carefully."
After thinking about the song, I remembered the unintentional painful conversation between her and Si Ming Xingjun. I originally wanted to laugh and Zhan Zhen to be unhealthy. When I looked up, I saw his eyebrows and eyes quiet and stared at myself quietly. I had the intention of laughing in my heart. I had the courage to laugh in my throat and my neck was thick.
Zhan Shiyi glanced at her and saw that she was uncomfortable, she became soft-hearted again, and reached out to give her a happy mood.
Shangge then gathered his hand and said earnestly: "Aren't you going home just now? Why are you back?"
"Song, I..." Zhan Shi wanted to say something but stopped. He didn't know how to say something.
Just now, he was planning to go home, but as soon as he walked out of the Bagua Tower, Bai Wuyin chased him out.
Bai Wuyin is worthy of being the same pair of shorts as him when he was a child. He knew him very well and asked, "Do you plan to do things and be one person alone, so that Zhu Ziqi can stay away from Shang Ge?"
"Yes." Debate was useless, so Zhan Shiyi simply boldly admitted it.
Bai Wuyin's face darkened and she cursed: "Coward!"
The two brothers have been together for so long, and Bai Wuyin rarely turns against him. It seems that this time he is really angry.
Zhan Shiyi was stunned and heard Bai Wuyin say, "Shangge... I can tell that she likes you very much. If you leave her like this, she will make her sad. Are you willing to give up?"
Seeing his hesitant expression, Bai Wuyin sighed: "Forget it, I know you will definitely be willing to give up, but I can't!"
He glared at Zhan Shiyi: "I can't bear to leave it. Whoever makes her cry will go with me endlessly, and you are no exception!"
"Recently, when I saw Shang Song, I felt that I should like her. I like her very much!" Zhan Shiyi looked down at his hand, his five fingers were a little white and transparent, and his mind seemed to be transparent: "In this way, how could I bear to let her get hurt?"
"Then you..." Bai Wuyin was a little surprised.
Zhan Shiyi raised his head and looked at him firmly: "It is precisely because he can't bear to give up that he must work harder to protect her. If Zhu Ziqi is only interested in dealing with me, I will naturally not be afraid of him. But he knows how to use others to make weaknesses and compete for songs, which clearly makes me sad. If I still want to play songs, it will hurt her. If she has any harm because of me, I will only regret it for the rest of my life when I think about it."
This is what he said with Bai Wuyin, and when it comes to Shangge, it is also what he said.
Shang Song blinked his big eyes and looked at him, waiting for him to answer.
Zhan Shiyi tried hard to face her and said word by word: "I thought it through. It was an unwise decision that I promised you to agree to her with my body a few days ago. In fact, it was because of my selfish intentions. I don't like you, but because of Mr. Bai, he likes you very much, so I insist on making him sad."
Shangge only felt that his mouth was open and closed, but he couldn't understand what he meant: "What the hell were you talking about?"
"I said, we are not suitable, so let's stop here." Zhan Shiyi forced herself to turn the beginning and not look at her sad and ugly expression.
The voice of the song trembled, and she didn't even feel it herself, and she unconsciously brought a hint of crying: "Nonsense, weren't we all done well before?"
Zhan Shiyi almost blurted out "I'm lying to you" when he heard this sound. He opened his mouth and glanced across the corner of the wall. The wind blew by, and the corner of the moon-white clothes was exposed by the wall. Obviously, someone had been listening there for a long time. He was very familiar with the fabric, which was Zhu Ziqi's.
"I've finished speaking. If you do more entanglement, don't blame me for being polite." Zhan Shiyi forced himself to force himself to force himself and did not look at her eyes, for fear that the blackness would hurt his heart.
He stood up, straightened his back to Shangge with his back straight, and his tone was very cold: "My mother has booked me a new marriage. I will get married soon. You... go back to Qingqiu!"
"Do you care about me!" Behind him, Shang Song whimpered.
Zhan Shiyi didn't dare to look at her, so he walked out: "Then it's up to you."
Shangge saw him stepping out of the yard without looking back, rustling in black clothes, flowing with ruthlessness, and for a moment, her heart was empty, the world was vast and she was the only one left, loneliness was unbearable, tears rolled down, and she shouted loudly: "Zhan Shiyi, you bastard!"
Zhan Shiyi paused, and felt something hit on his back. He turned sideways and grabbed it in his hand.
Immediately, Zhan Shiyi's fist tightened, and he gritted his teeth and strode out of the yard.
Behind me, I yelled "Wow" and cried.
When he walked outside the yard, he suddenly felt heavy steps and couldn't take any steps, so he simply stopped there to rest. The things in his hand were spread out, which was the ink pen she used to write and draw. A slender piece was spread in the palm of his hand, as if it was still with her passionate warmth, which was so hot that it was scary.
He seemed to be in pain, and he heard the whimper in the yard, and his face felt painful and patient.
Bai Wuyin came over and patted his shoulder, said only two words, and raised her foot into the yard: "Don't worry!"
Zhan Shiyi stood for a while, and heard the sound inside gradually lowering. Finally, he stood alone for a while, put the ink pen in his sleeve, and then turned around and walked away.
In the yard, Shang Ge was still lying on the table, Bai Wuyin sat beside her, pursing the corners of her lips and holding her with one hand.
For the first time, he was so wise that he couldn't find words to comfort the beloved girl in front of him. Her tears seemed to be the sadness he had fallen on himself, and he felt his heart hurt.
He stared blankly at her hair, his hair was soft and his fingers were soft, and his heart was as transparent as a mirror, and he had never understood it before.
When he saw her the first time he knew that this person was destined to be his disaster.
Bai Wuyin looked so attentively, her palm unconsciously followed her hair. Her hair was soft and black, and occasionally a trace of golden color rippled, like a naughty girl dancing, which was particularly pitying.
Suddenly, he stopped.
Blonde hair?
He carefully stripped Shang Ge's hair and finally found that special hair accurately in the hair forest on the back of his head.