After walking out of the village, I suddenly felt lonely and lonely, and half of my body felt empty. Forget it, I'll just stay at Qianqiu Cave tonight.
Qianqiu Cave was wet and cold at night, and Qiankun was neither lying down nor sitting, so he had no choice but to get up and walk out of the cave.
Qiankun looked at the dots of cold stars in the sky and sighed quietly. No matter what, the path is chosen by himself. If he wants to walk like this, he can't go back.
Qiankun's resolute face showed a bit more stubbornness and melancholy.
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The Zimo Forest became extremely peaceful and quiet at night. Sikong Yijun was sitting in a small wooden house with no doors or windows.
Since it was a little cold, Sikong Yijun folded his arms and continued to throw firewood into the fire, breathing in the air-conditioning with his hands.
If this continues, how long will we hide? Sooner or later we will be found.
Sikong Yi Junsi covered his eyes with sadness, leaned back against the wood, and closed his eyes.
Just when the atmosphere was quiet and peaceful, suddenly the wind became stronger. Sikong Yijun frowned slightly and felt a bad premonition.
Just as Sikong Yijun was about to go out, he saw a face he didn't want to see and walked deeper into the house.
The Commander-in-Chief smiled heartily and said, "My dear daughter, if I hadn't come in person, I really wouldn't have known you would be here."
Sikong Yijun turned his face and said dissatisfied: "How did you find this place!"
The Commander-in-Chief looked at her dotingly and said with a smile: "If I want to find you, I can find you no matter what."
"Be good, come home with me, and stop being so angry."
Sikong Yijun shook his head wildly and said reluctantly: "I don't! I don't, it's impossible for me to go back."
The commander-in-chief spread his hands helplessly and said, "Then how long will you continue to make trouble?"
When Sikong Yijun heard what Commander Sikong said, his eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "Am I making a fuss? You actually said I was making a fuss! Who are we making a fuss about?"
"You want me to go home, okay, that's fine. You go and find my mother, and I'll go home with you!"
Commander Sikong became a little angry when he heard Sikong Yijun mention her mother, and said angrily: "I'm not the one who wants to drive her away, it's her who wants to leave. There's nothing I can do about her!"
Sikong Yijun's eyes were red, and his collarbone was dented with anger. He said loudly: "I'm telling you, do you know that I hate you? Can you please stop bothering me?"
Commander Sikong looked at Sikong Yijun angrily and said, "Why did I give birth to you? Are you against me? Well, if you don't want to be the main god and hold the Vermillion Bird Seal, I will let you go."
"You said you wanted your own private space, and I gave you some of it, but now it seems you have gone a little too far!"
"You are my daughter, who is I?"
After listening to Commander Sikong's words, Sikong Yijun's clear eyes became cloudy with tears. She was completely hurt by Commander Sikong's words.
She just wants her own freedom, is that wrong? Is it true that only what someone who controls the fate of others says and does is right?
Seeing Sikong Yijun's appearance, Commander Sikong felt that he could no longer drag him on, so he stepped forward and took Sikong Yijun's slender arm, and said sternly: "Follow me home!"
Sikong Yijun struggled under the brute force of Commander Sikong, crying so hard that he resisted and said: "I don't want to go back to that dark home with you, a home where there are only intrigues and intrigues!"
Intrigue!? Conspiracy!?
Commander Sikong suddenly became angry, vigorously shook Sikong Yijun away, and said: "What do you know about survival and life? You can only live if you survive! If we don't do this, they will do the same, and you are no longer a child. That's right.
We all understand! But it’s best not to be so childish in your thinking!”
Sikong Yijun's heart completely died at this moment. Commander Sikong didn't understand her at all, and he didn't understand what she wanted. Rather than being born into this powerful family that is admired by thousands of people, it would be better to live in an ordinary life.
People's lives.
Perhaps, living in an ordinary family wouldn't be so painful, right?
At least now, she doesn't deserve freedom at all.
Sikong Yijun supported the ground, with a pale face exposed on the side of his cherry mouth. He stood up and said in a helpless tone: "Okay, I'll go back with you."
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It has been several days since Sikong Yijun came back. She has not eaten, seen no one, or gone out. She is just bored in her room. Sikong Yijun's behavior makes Commander Sikong even more anxious.
I still want to talk to her about that matter, but it seems that it will take some time.
Commander Sikong's thoughts gradually came closer to the edge of despair for Sikong Yijun.
Finally one day, Commander Sikong knocked on Sikong Yijun's door with a meal in hand.
"Daughter, let's have some food. Open the door."
There is no sound inside.
The Commander-in-Chief sighed and said, "It was my fault that day. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you. Please open the door."
"Go away, I don't want to see you!"
A cold word was Sikong Yijun's only response.
Commander Commander Commander's eyes dimmed, then his heart moved and he said to the door: "Daughter, I know something about you."
Sure enough, Sikong Yijun opened the door and came out, looking a little panicked and said: "What's going on?"
"Are you dating a boy named Qiankun?"
Sikong Yijun widened his eyes in panic and said in disbelief: "How could you know?"
The commanding officer said: "Luo Biyao told me that you have been with that boy several times. Now, I tell you to cut off contact with that boy immediately."
"You!" Sikong Yijun yelled, "Why do you want to interfere in everything? You even want to stop my relationship issues. I tell you, it's impossible!"
The Commander-in-Chief said seriously: "How could my daughter be betrothed to a brat from a poor ravine? Even if you are interested, I don't agree with it!"
Sikong Yijun's eyes are about to drip with water. She is very sensitive to emotions. Commander Sikong did this just to kill her!
"I've already told you, I don't like that Qiu Suizi, and I don't want to be a god, why are you forcing me!" Sikong Yijun shouted out of control.
The Commander-in-Chief's eyes widened and he said, "Even if you don't want to marry Qiu Suizi, you can't let that kid succeed!"
"If you don't want to, I have no choice but to kill him!"
Sikong Yijun panicked and immediately threatened Commander Sikong: "No, don't touch him. If you mess with him, I will die for you!"
The Commander Commander said solemnly: "Do you know whose father this boy is? Forget it, you don't need to know."
"He must die anyway!"
"You!" Sikong Yijun gritted his teeth in anger and said, "You can't do this!"
Commander Commander Sikong smiled and said: "If you are reluctant to let him go, then I will let you do it yourself. Anyway, he must die."
"You choose one of these two, and when you've made your choice, come and tell me."
Commander Sikong glanced at Sikong Yijun one last time, and then walked out of Sikong Yijun's room with steady steps.
Sikong Yijun sat on the ground in despair, constantly rubbing her clothes. Now she is like countless swords piercing her chest, asking me to kill him? How is it possible?
Isn't this another kind of cruelty to me?
Sikong Yijun bit his lip bitterly and groaned in pain. Thinking of Qiankun's innocent smiling face, his heart ached even more.
At this time, many different worlds appeared in her mind.
Qian Kun was embarrassed by Sikong Yijun's chat.
Qiankun who wants to be close to Sikong Yijun but pretends to be nonchalant.
Looking at Qian Kun who is melancholy and filled with worries.
Confess your love to her and show your love to her.
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What should we do! Qiankun, tell me, what should we do!
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After three days, Commander Sikong couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to see what kind of decision Sikong Yijun would make after going through heavy thinking.
Just when Commander Sikong was about to knock on Sikong Yijun's door, the door was opened.
Sikong Yijun lowered her head, and her long hair covered her eyes. It was hard to tell whether she was sad or happy. After pondering for a long time, Sikong Yijun made an emotionless voice: