"Why did you leave me in the first place? Why did you leave without saying goodbye?"
The only thing that can make her feel guilty, apart from her children, is asking about books
Ruiye said softly: "I'm sorry, I...I have a child, I want to give birth, I don't even know...if I can survive."
A kind of sadness slowly emerged from Wenshu's eyes: "It would be great if I could accompany you..."
"Wenshu, you have done enough, I will never be able to pay you back in my lifetime..."
Wenshu shouted: "I don't need you to pay back... What I want is you..."
It's silent at night, I don't know what else to say
"Forget it." Wenshu's tone returned to calmness, and he turned around and walked away quickly, as if saying to himself: "We finally got together, didn't we? We will never leave again, no one can separate us!"
She almost had to jog to keep up with him at night. Looking at his indifferent back, she couldn't help but feel melancholy.
Such questions made her worried
Suddenly, a whirlwind rolled up from the sky, fell from the sky, and swept towards her so fast that she had no time to react.
Wenshu quickly pushed her away and rolled to the side, dodging the strong wind.
A figure fell in the air, holding a long whip, and patted the book
The question flashed by very quickly, but the child in his arms started to cry.
The sudden attacker was dressed in black, with a face exposed, and the whip was extremely sharp, with an overwhelming momentum.
Wen Shu could have resisted, but with a child in his arms, he was a little constrained
At night, he was worried about his children and did not care about his own safety. He drew his short knife and went towards the visitor.
The short sword was already at a disadvantage against the long whip, and she was already an ordinary warrior. There was a huge disparity in strength, and she could barely parry.
Faced with the shadow of whips all over the sky, I had no choice but to dodge at night. The whips struck the snow, throwing up snowflakes several feet high.
Wenshu was very nervous and shouted: "Ye, get out of the way and I will deal with it."
The child in his arms cried even harder. He made a prompt decision, put the child under the root of the tree, took out his sword, and rushed into the whip shadow in the sky, like a giant ship, riding the wind and waves.