Miss Jun actually didn't know why she was crying, but she just wanted to cry.
She didn't feel that Heaven was unfair, she just felt that Master was unfair.
Why is Master such a person?
Master has actually done such a thing?
Being so kind to others, but making fun of yourself?
Of course, it wasn't resentment, she just felt aggrieved. But what felt even more aggrieved was that she didn't even know that her master was such a person.
She had followed her master for six years, but she didn't seem to know him at all.
What's even more sad is that the person she doesn't know is dead and will never be seen again. She will never get to know him again if she wants to get to know him.
That kind of sadness was like a tide that instantly submerged her, and she was drowning without any way to escape.
The sadness was a thousand times worse than when I saw Master's body.
The sadness is inexplicable and makes no sense.
She didn't even think about the reason, she just wanted to cry like this.
She has never cried properly. She has not cried since she was a child.
He fell from a tree and was punished by his father by kneeling down. He stole candy and lost a tooth.
Holding Master's arm, he left the capital and was thrown into the dark wilderness.
I walked out, ate and slept in the open, slept on the ground and my whole body hurt. I was bitten by insects and snakes got into my trouser legs.
I saw my master die, I saw my father and mother die, I even watched myself die.
She didn't cry, and she almost didn't even feel like crying.
The only time she wanted to cry was when the lanterns on the chessboard during the Lantern Festival were hacked and she lost five thousand taels of silver.
Chessboard lantern.
Isn't it just because of him?
Now it's him again.
It's all him.
Miss Jun looked at the young man through tearful eyes.
The embarrassed man looked up at the sky and retreated quietly.
"Don't leave," she shouted, and the man rushed forward and grabbed the young man's arm again.
The young man wailed.
"What on earth are you doing?" he shouted, "You are not doing it for money, nor are you coveting my beauty, you..."
When he said this, he paused and came to his senses.
"Are you doing it for this person?" He asked, even though he was asking, his eyes were already clear.
Miss Jun looked at him and nodded.
Can you tell me about him? How did you meet him? When did you meet him? What did he tell you?
Countless questions welled up in her mind, but she didn't know how to ask them when it came to her mouth.
"Who told you this chess game? But he didn't tell you how to solve it?" the young man had already asked.
Miss Jun nodded again, and the tears that had just welled up in her eyes were squeezed out.
The young man laughed dryly.
"I'm really a disaster." He muttered, and then said calmly, "Miss, I'm sorry, I have nothing to say to you about this person. I only met him once, a long time ago, you want to
If you look for him, I can't help you."
After he finished speaking, he saw that the girl's face looked even sadder.
Oops, I'm going to cry again.
He wailed in his heart, but this time the girl didn't cry, but felt a bit sad.
"No, I'm not looking for him." She murmured.
He can no longer be found.
She just wanted to hear about Master and see Master in other people's eyes.
Although it seems meaningless, people may not always do meaningful things.
"In short, no matter what the reason is, I can't help you. I only had this one-time relationship with him and only said two or three sentences." The young man said, roughly understanding.
Master is often seen as a dragon but never seen the end. This is normal. Many people have only met Master once.
This is not surprising, Miss Jun nodded without saying anything.
Seeing her being reasonable, the young man breathed a sigh of relief.
"Really, I wouldn't even know his name and who he is, if it weren't for..." He said, raising his eyebrows and spreading his hands, and suddenly paused at this point.
Miss Jun looked at him.
"Because there was something important to me that day, I have a deeper memory of that day, otherwise I wouldn't remember him," the young man said.
Because if something leaves a deep impression on you, you will remember more clearly the people and things involved when that event happened. This is normal.
But Miss Jun still saw a very strange look flash across his face, which seemed to be embarrassment.
It seemed that the incident was something that embarrassed him.
But it has nothing to do with Master, it has nothing to do with her. She has no interest in caring about what unforgettable things happened to others.
"..Actually, I really don't remember it. I forgot about it. I only remembered it when I suddenly saw that lantern in Yangcheng." The young man continued, and then reached out and patted his chest, "I really didn't lie.
you."
Miss Jun hummed, lowered her gaze, and released her grip on his arm.
The young man's whole body relaxed.
"Miss, did that guy lie to you?" He couldn't help but laugh. He must have fooled the girl into thinking that funny chess game was a rare treasure. "Don't worry, that guy is not a real person at first sight.
What a serious person."
"What nonsense are you talking about? You are not a serious person." Miss Jun shouted at him, very dissatisfied, "If you don't know me or know me, don't talk nonsense."
The young man pouted.
"Even though the chess game...even if the solution is a bit weird, it is still a very subtle chess game." Miss Jun said.
No matter how subtle it is, it's just a pig. The young man grinned and hurriedly stopped it.
"Yes." He said seriously.
Miss Jun glanced at him without saying anything, holding hands in a daze.
"Miss, although we are very coincidental, with you and with the people you know, there are so many coincidences in the world." The young man said tentatively, "It's nothing strange, so we might as well meet by chance.
If things don't change, I can leave, right?"
After listening to his confusing words, Miss Jun reached out and touched her face, feeling that she had gone too far today.
"What's your name?" she asked after thinking for a while.
Maybe Master has mentioned it before.
The young man did not refuse to evade, and smiled heartily after hearing this.
"If you don't change your name in a certain business, you won't change your surname." He said, and gave Miss Jun a fist, "Ling Jiu."
After he said this, he didn't see the girl returning the gift, signing up, or giving orders.
She looked at him with a strange expression.
"Why are you called Lingjiu?" she said.
The young man felt a thud in his heart, as if the mountain had collapsed again.
Why are you asking why again?
It was okay to ask her why she was a second-rate person before, but why should I ask her why this time?
What the hell is going on? What did he say wrong?
Isn't this name a curse? He wailed in his heart.
Why is it endless?
Lei Zhonglian couldn't help but glance at Miss Jun.
If I said that I was right to be scolded when I questioned the idiot before, then it would be a bit unreasonable to ask why someone called me that name now.
Of course, all fools know that the name given by this young man is definitely not his real name. How could he possibly give out his real name when we met unexpectedly in the world?
So is she now questioning the false name he gave?
It is a very simple truth that everyone knows, to see things through without telling them, and to keep a thin line in everything so that we can meet each other easily in the future.
Miss Jun can't help but know.
Otherwise, she would not have forced the Yan family to bow their heads without giving in, nor would she have easily accepted the Yan family's admission of fault.
Or maybe you are simply asking why he is called Ling Jiu?
Of course there is a reason for a person's name.
For example, I am named Lei Zhonglian because my ancestor’s surname was Lei, Zhong means that he is ranked in the middle, and Lian means that his mother was picking lotus flowers when he was born.
For example, someone's name comes from bumping into him on the road, or seeing a dog, or seeing a cow, so he is called Gou Sheng or Daniu.
Of course, the names of Miss Jun and Master Fang are more particular.
However, asking about the origin of the person's name should only be done by people who are very familiar with the person or have a good relationship with them.
Has this reached the point between them?
The young man raised his head and gave Miss Jun a toothy smile.
"Because I am the ninth child in my family," he said, "my surname is Ling, so I call it Lingjiu. It's very superficial and makes the lady laugh."
Miss Jun looked at him thoughtfully.
"That's it." She said, "This is how Ling Jiu came to be."
The young man smiled at her, his white teeth shining brightly.
"What else?" he asked.
Otherwise she would have thought it was a coincidence.
Miss Jun looked at him.
Because she was also called Lingjiu before.
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