"Oh~~~" It's rare that Yan Xitong pulls me back when I'm not confident enough.
He pulled it so tightly that I couldn't help but wonder if he had taken the wrong medicine.
The hands seemed to have been burned by something, and they quickly retracted.
"Yan Xitong? What's wrong with you?"
The weak oil lamp cast a shadow on Yan Xitong's face. He lowered his head and his thick black eyelashes trembled a few times. His extremely delicate eyes reopened and he looked at me seriously and said: "Changting,
Go back, go back to the Liuli Mountains, and don’t come out.”
I frowned: "Why?"
He took a breath and said: "The war is about to begin. I will fight side by side with my brother. I don't want to see you on the battlefield."
His tone was extremely sincere, and I sighed: "Do you think I want to? What can I do if the situation is like this now? Xia Yan and Yan Xiaoqing have been enemies for generations, so what does it matter if I am caught in the middle? And your brother, he is no longer here
Is he completely your brother? I shouldn’t tell you this. In fact, Yan Xiaoqing’s soul has died long ago. The person who has been in his body is actually another person. His name is Ao Ying, and he is my brother.
.”
I don’t know if Yan Xitong would be confused by saying this, but this is already the simplest and most straightforward explanation.
Yan Xitong didn't show any surprise when he heard what I said. Instead, he revealed a smile that was half sad and half mocking: "What Changting means is that I, the king, should be careful about my brother?"
Look at his mean look, the implication is that I am provoking?
"Hey, this is called being unreasonable. I'm just stating one thing to you, but you accuse me of provoking it. Are there people like you?" I protested angrily.
Yan Xitong put away that mean smile, and said calmly: "No matter who he is, even if he is a monster, he is still my brother. You don't need to worry about this."
"Just treat your kindness as a donkey's heart, just treat it as my instigation. You can do whatever you want, and I won't care about you anymore!" I was really angry, so I turned around, folded my arms and sulked like him.
For a long time, there was no reaction from behind. I turned around suspiciously and saw Yan Xitong seeming to be deep in thought. The oil lamp stretched his figure. Not to mention, when he had no expression, he looked somewhat similar to Yan Xiaoqing - they were all the same.
deep.
I was startled by this idea, and then laughed at myself for thinking too much.
After a while, Yan Xitong raised his head: "Changting, what are your plans for the future?"
After holding it in for a long time, he actually said this to me.
I once again deviated from the normal thinking track, but Yan Xitong's question was also quite tricky.
The days ahead will be confusing and sad for me.
What's confusing is how I should move forward. What's sad is that Xia Yan and I have finally come to an end. No matter what happens in the future, I will have nothing to do with him anymore. I'm afraid I'll have to clean up the mess I made. This makes me most depressed.
The daughter is suffering. The problem she is about to face is that she either has no father or no mother.
I was made very depressed.
"Or in other words, once the war comes, will you choose to side with Xia Yan or side with me and my brother." Yan Xitong emphasized his tone, biting the word "brother" very hard.
Which side do you stand on? I won't stand on either side.
ps: Have you figured out who this is? Comrades, use your sharp eyes to take a look.
