Zhao Rong did not turn his head and remained silent for a moment.
He struggled with his right hand, but the little hand was still wrapped around him reluctantly.
Zhao Rong pursed his lips.
He raised his left hand, which was exposed in the rain, and brushed down the little hand that was seeking pleasure without any explanation.
Zhao Rong could feel the soft body of the man next to him suddenly stiffen.
He thought for a while, and moved his body outside the umbrella, no longer close to her, but the right hand holding the umbrella remained in the same position, giving up most of the area under the umbrella to her.
"Hua Hua"
now.
Zhao Rong felt that the entire world outside the umbrella was drowned by the sound of rain, but inside the umbrella it seemed like another world, surprisingly quiet.
He felt the atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.
It’s just that Zhao Rong didn’t think much about it yet.
That gentle little hand covered her again.
He frowned and continued to brush it down.
Little hands come again.
Whisk down.
Little hands come again.
Whisk down.
Little hands come again
Whisk down.
The little hands are back.
…
again and again.
The soft little hand entangled Zhao Rong's right hand holding the umbrella reluctantly.
after that.
Zhao Rong couldn't brush it away or push her hand away.
Their four hands were locked on the umbrella handle.
suddenly.
In heavy rain.
A strong wind blew up.
The umbrella fell out of their hands during the struggle between the two.
Blow away by the wind.
I don't know where I'm flying to.
Suddenly.
Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao were both exposed to the heavy rain.
Get wet instantly.
"Hua Hua Hua"
The two stood still.
They were all silent.
Zhao Rong stared intently at Su Xiaoxiao in front of him.
The cold raindrops that fell from a height of ten thousand feet and were too heavy for the sea of clouds to bear hit his eyelids, but he did not blink.
In the darkness.
All that could be seen was that Su Xiaoxiao was raising her little head, with bunches of moist green hair stuck together being blown up by the cold wind, and her face at this time could not be seen clearly.
But Zhao Rong could feel her eyes looking towards him through the countless rain between the two of them.
Make eye contact with him.
Presumably her wet face hidden in the darkness at this moment is still extremely beautiful.
Is she still biting half of her pink lip as usual, revealing a cute tiger tooth?
This stupid girl.
But I really haven’t thought about it yet…
At this moment.
Su Xiaoxiao moved.
Faintly visible in the darkness, she lowered her head, stretched out a trembling hand, and grabbed Zhao Rong's palm.
Hold on tight.
Zhao Rong only felt that her little hand, which was warm and soft just now, was now cold and moist, like a winter plum blooming in the biting frost.
He didn't try to break free for a while.
In the darkness, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly raised her head again. She tentatively stretched out a hand and pulled Zhao Rong's right hand towards her chest with both hands.
Getting closer, getting closer.
She wanted to use the warmest part of her wet body to warm him.
She believed that the heat emanating from her burning and beating heart could melt his hand that made her feel cold and desperate.
only.
The next second.
Her movements stopped abruptly.
because.
He pulled his hand back hard.
Zhao Rong withdrew his hand and saw that Su Xiaoxiao's body was motionless for a moment. Suddenly, a bad premonition emerged in his heart.
He opened his mouth, ready to say something.
But he didn't have time to say anything yet.
Su Xiaoxiao suddenly turned around, rushed out, and ran away without caring about her own safety.
It disappeared in the heavy rain in an instant.
"return!"
Zhao Rong opened his eyes, shouted in a hissing voice, and chased forward.
But the sound seemed to be covered by the sound of rain, and there was no response at all.
Zhao Rong ran wildly in the rain.
Follow the general direction and chase desperately without stopping.
But the whole world was covered with rain and darkness.
Su Xiaoxiao has long been missing.
I don't know how long I ran.
The rain gradually subsided.
at some point.
Zhao Rong slowly stopped.
He put his hands on his knees and stared blankly at the ground, breathing heavily, and his whole body was cold and wet.
Zhao Rong leaned back and sat on the ground.
"Hey, no more chasing?"
The sound of returning sounded.
Zhao Rong remained silent and stared straight ahead.
Ahead is still a dark forest.
Gui Zai said: "You shouldn't be dumbfounded by the rain, right?"
Zhao Rong still didn't speak.
"Actually, I think this is very good. It's better not to get involved in these worldly things. It's not only for yourself, but also for others. As monks, we should be pure in heart and have few desires. We should not be involved in cause and effect, and do our best.
Climbing... don't go looking for your wife in name. Let's change your appearance and go to Nanxiaoyaozhou, where I know you well. Let's find someone who can change your life and reborn..."
"I want it all."
Zhao Rong suddenly spoke, interrupting Gui's words.
"What did you say?"
"I said I want them all."
Gui: "What on earth are you talking about?"
Zhao Rong's voice was hoarse, which was the result of shouting repeatedly in the rain.
"Do you know what Liu Sanbian's death told me?"
I don’t want to know.
However, Hui still cooperated and asked: "What's the point?"
"responsibility."
Zhao Rong said calmly.
"In the past, I thought that my responsibility was to do what I should do according to my identity."
"Just like my childhood sweetheart and husband, I want to travel thousands of miles north to return a jade plaque to Qingjun."
"Just like as a Confucian scholar, I defended myself against injustice on the Qingfeng Pavilion ferry and saved Su Xiaoxiao from the sword of that little Sikou."
"As a close friend and a Confucian scholar, I help Lin Wenruo participate in the debate between Confucianism and Taoism."
"Just like being a friend, I used the golden elixir to level the Qin Mansion in Liangjing and take back Liu Sanbian's body."
"Another example."
"Liu Sanbian, as the Son of Man, single-handedly went to kill Qin Ji and died resolutely."
"Lin Wenruo, as a minister and a Confucian scholar, used Confucianism to save the Southern Kingdom."
"As a descendant of the Lanxi Lin family, Lin Qingxuan will never betray the family."
"These are the responsibilities I used to think of."
Gui asked curiously: "Isn't this the responsibility?"
Zhao Rong said in a deep voice: "Yes, but not entirely. The responsibility goes beyond that."
"We still have a responsibility."
"That is, to prevent things that cannot bear the consequences from happening."
"This is what Liu Sanbian told me after his death. He regretted not taking Liu Qingshan back to see his adoptive father until his death. This was his biggest regret and pain, and it could not be made up for no matter how he tried his best to redeem himself later.
"
"For the people I care about, this kind of responsibility is what I should try my best to fulfill, instead of waiting until the regret of being unable to bear the consequences occurs before I fulfill the so-called responsibility."
"Sounds... makes sense. Thank you Mr. Zhao for giving me this bowl of chicken soup."
Gui didn't know what he was thinking of. After being silent for a while, he suddenly smiled and spoke, using a word he had heard from Zhao Rong.
"But what does this have to do with everything you said?"