When they were about to reach the wooden house, Qing Lang took a few steps and caught up with Zhu Tianlei.
"What else can I say?"
"I am... I want to ask you not to let the old man know later... I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it. His mental state has been better than ever during these days, and he has never had any illness.
I......"
Qing Lang has always been upright and unyielding all his life. Now that he opened his mouth to say this to Zhu Tianlei, he felt a little uncomfortable.
"I don't have to say it, but it doesn't count. From the moment you made the decision, you should have thought of this result."
After saying that, Zhu Tianlei continued to move forward and arrived at the door of the wooden house in a few steps.
He was indeed a little moved by Qing Lang's attitude just now, but the fact is the fact. The old man made this choice himself more than ten years ago, and he would not have thought about the consequences.
Qing Lang looked at Zhu Tianlei's back and took a deep breath again.
Jason, who was two steps behind, looked at the two young men in front of him and the cabin bathed in the sun, feeling very complicated.
Even he himself couldn't explain clearly the entanglement between him, Mo Xia and Xue Ren. He didn't hate Xue Ren. He didn't hate Xue Ren before he knew he wasn't infected by the backlash poison, and he didn't hate him now.
After hesitating for a moment, he started to follow.
"Xiaoxia, your appearance has hardly changed after so many years."
In the wooden house, Xue Ren was sitting in a wheelchair, and the sun was shining on his legs covered with blankets. Moxia, who was sitting next to him, was wearing an off-white turtleneck sweater and a lotus-colored Bosmian skirt underneath.
Holding her arm, the sunlight trimmed her silhouette into a very beautiful and charming shape. From the side, she looked like a ten-year-old girl.
Her slender fingers were peeling oranges. The movements could not be said to be very skillful, and were even a bit jerky, but they looked very pleasing to the eye. Xue Ren's eyes fell on these white hands.
"Um."
Mo Xia didn't say much, just hummed softly, and with a movement of his fingers, he broke open an orange segment and handed it to Xue Ren's mouth. Xue Ren caught the orange segment with his two lips, wanting to take this opportunity to feel it.
Mo Xia's fingertips felt warm, but Mo Xia's fingers left quickly.
Xue Ren held the orange segment in his mouth and was reluctant to chew it.
Such a peaceful life is his biggest wish in his life, and it is also something he never dares to think about.
"Ahem..."
Outside the door, Zhu Tianlei watched this scene quietly. He didn't want to disturb him at first, but even if King Xiang had a dream and the goddess was ruthless, this scene was enough to move people.
But an illusion is always an illusion. If it cannot last a lifetime, then there will be no difference in the outcome if it ends early and ends later.
"Zhu Tianlei?"
The moment he saw Zhu Tianlei, Xue Ren's heart suddenly hit rock bottom, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
"Wu Tong, why is he here?"
Seeing the green wolf appearing behind Zhu Tianlei, Xue Ren asked, without even realizing the trembling in his voice.
"Old man, I asked him to come."
Seeing the old man's expression, Qing Lang didn't dare to look directly at him. He turned his eyes to one side and whispered.
"Let him come? For what?"
Xue Ren vaguely guessed something, but he didn't want to, even if he died tomorrow, he wanted to die by Mo Xia's side.
No matter how long life is, it is of no value if you can't do what you do.
"Old man, listen to me, he is here..."
"Jason?"
Before Qing Lang finished speaking, Mo Xia, who was standing next to Xue Ren, jumped up. Her eyes widened with shock and ecstasy. The corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably, and her body moved uncontrollably.
Trembling, her eyes shed tears uncontrollably.
Xue Ren looked at Jason who came next in disbelief.
"Wu Tong, what are you going to do? Why is he here? What is he here for?"
Xue Ren stretched out his hands. Due to the torture of the disease, his hands were dry and thin with only a layer of skin left, and were abnormally sallow. At this time, the hands pointing at Jason were shaking as if they were a fat-removing machine.
"Old man, don't get excited, they are here to remove the poison for you."
Seeing the old man's appearance, Qinglang began to waver. Was his choice really the right one?
"Jason, are you...are you okay?"
Mo Xia was completely unaware of everything that happened in the room, including Xue Ren's reaction. Jason was the only one left in her eyes and heart.
"I am fine."
Jason was still as gentle and didn't show too much enthusiasm. He just nodded slightly.
"Jason, I...I am with Xue Ren because...it is because..."
Mo Xia looked at Jason and suddenly became very nervous, like a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old who had just begun to fall in love and was at a loss when facing her sweetheart.
Xue Ren looked at Mo Xia. This was the first time in his life that he saw this shy look, but it was not because of himself, but because of another man.
Why?
He, Xue Ren, suffered so much in his life. He worked harder than anyone else. He sacrificed his life and blood for the country in the first half of his life, so that he could only spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. He adopted so many children.
Orphans, cultivating them into new national forces, he founded Shadow, making Shadow an organization with great influence in the world.
He did all this just to prove to one person that although he, Xue Ren, could not stand up, he was still strong and could give her the life she wanted and everything she wanted.
But why in the end, he still lost completely.
Mo Xia's look just now said it all.
Mo Xia had been by his side for more than ten days. Although she had a gentle face and was very gentle to him, she never had a smile on her face.
"I know."
Unlike Xue Ren's intense emotions, Jason remained as gentle as ever. Three simple words made the smile on Mo Xia's face brighter.
"I know, I know you understand me best."
Mo Xia looked at Jason with eyes full of affection and honey, and her words seemed to be filled with honey, but Xue Ren's face turned extremely dark.
"Xiaoxia, do you still remember what you said to me?"
Mo Xia's performance completely angered Xue Ren. He grabbed Mo Xia's wrist and asked coldly.
"Xue Ren, let me go!"
When her wrist was grabbed by Xue Ren, Mo Xia was startled and subconsciously wanted to let go. Her avoidant attitude made Xue Ren even more furious.
"Mo Xia, don't test my patience again and again. This is my territory. If you don't want to see your old sweetheart die, just stay by my side. Otherwise...hum!"
"Xue Ren, you...do you know what you are talking about?"
Mo Xia stared with shock on her face. Xue Ren had always been very gentle to her and had never spoken to her in such a tone.
Qing Lang and Zhu Tianlei looked at each other. They both knew that Mr. Xue was ill!
"What are you talking about? Can't you hear clearly? I used to indulge you too much, which is why you became so careless. Now I don't plan to indulge you anymore. You will die next to me, Xue Ren."