Never give up and never leave

July is the season when crape myrtle soaks in the moon and hibiscus blooms.

Wen Bai opened the window, and the cool autumn air was defeated by the flowers blooming in front of him. Yes, even if the owner of this family has passed away, this manor is still full of vitality and has not changed, and neither will this world.

Everything stopped because of his disability.

The stormy day when Sun Jixiao was forcibly taken away is still vivid in my mind, but if I count it carefully, it has been more than ten years. She and he have been getting along day and night these days, but he has never taken the initiative to say anything to her, even if it is irrelevant.

Important greetings. She understood that he was decadent until now, that he was tortured, that he was worse off than dead, but she couldn't save him.

Sun Siyu handed the sword to Sun Jixiao's sleeve every time, but he threw it away every time. Wen Bai knew this.

When he was pushed out for a walk, he saw a mountain villager whom he had never met before. Just because he saw that he was carrying a heavy load and still walking like flying, he ordered his servants to rush up and hang the man up and beat him up. Wen Bai also knew this.

Wen Bai knew better that on a rainy night, he once sat in a wheelchair alone and struggled to move to the bird's paradise. He saw the branches exposed by the rain under the sand on the slope.

The corpses of several young chicks, and the broken eggshells that were still vaguely attached to their bodies, looked like they were sobbing. He desperately asked the sky, "Why must it be them?" Why must it be them? The ones that had just broken out of their shells

A new life encounters destruction as soon as it survives. It is so similar to him.

This is the essence of survival. Those who cannot adapt are doomed to die young. But why must the person who died young be Sun Jixiao? The young and promising Sword Master of Eastern Sichuan, Sun Jixiao...

Heart-wrenching pain.

The air comes and goes without a trace, but it deposits one past event after another, heavy and old... Hong Hanshu, for more than a month, he recovered too quickly, forgetting the black memories, and returned to before the Qilian Mountain coup

, and became a researcher of historical books and an admirer of military books. However, she still could not overcome this almost master-servant relationship, and she even grew distant from him.

Could it be that what she loved was just that temperament, that character, or just that assumption that if he recovered, he would come back to her?

Until Hong Hanshu came back, she found that she, Yu Wenbai, had changed over the years.

She has changed, she is no longer Hong Hanshu's junior sister, but his vassal.

Is it because the appearance of another person affected her heart?

"You should have your own story." When he said this, the young man was still full of heroism.

But now, that young man pretended to be a stranger, did not greet her, or even look at her.

The smallest wish in his heart, to hold her hand, can no longer be realized. She understands everything, and she is not without doubts...

Wen Bai frowned: Master Suyun, Aunt Sujie, tell me where true love is...

In the bird's paradise, the superposition of autumn and spring makes the earth more proud than the sky.

Sun Jixiao finally couldn't help but tried to hold the sword, but he couldn't hold it and couldn't do anything. He was annoyed, he collapsed, and he screamed. The more he vented, the more he tortured his own legs and hands. Siyu was heartbroken.

, immediately came to dissuade him, and Sun Jixiao cried out in despair for the first time: "Sister... the sword is my life, and now, I can't even hold the chopsticks! I'm such a useless person... What are I doing in the world?

What are you still doing here..."

"Ji Xiao, it will be fine, everything will pass... Sister will not give up on you, please don't give up either..." Siyu, with such a bold personality, burst into tears and spoke in a compromising tone.

"Why... why did it happen to me..." Ji Xiao repeated this sentence, with anger in his moans. Like Han Shu in the past, he was conceited and self-abandoned.

Wen Bai stepped forward with tears in his eyes and helped him steady as he was shaking from crying: "Jin Peng, your hands are disabled, but your arms are still there; your feet are disabled, but your body is still sound; your heart will be damaged every day in this world.

You shouldn’t give up on this world. There are still many, many hopes!”

Ji Xiao lowered his head and escaped calmly, silently and silently like death. It's easy to say it, but it's easier said than done?!

Wen Bai held his crippled hands: "Listen, Sun Jinpeng, your hands are not crippled, they are in my hands. If you can't hold chopsticks, then hold them with something lighter. Your hands will still be in my hands in the future."

You have to hold my hand!"

Ji Xiao was suddenly shocked. When he saw her blazing eyes, he was sure that it was not pity, but encouragement and bravery. For a moment, Ji Xiao was filled with emotions: "Wen Bai... thank you..."

Wait until the day it clears up and there will be no clouds in the sky.

Wen Bai pushed Ji Xiao back from admiring the scenery in the forest. Ji Xiao obviously opened his mind and had a smile on his face.

"Is this the crape myrtle tree? You told me that as long as you scratch it lightly, it will sway its branches and leaves?" Wen Bai stood in front of the crape myrtle tree with curiosity.

"Yes, every time I saw this kind of tree, I wanted to go up and scratch it. It was so cute. Wen Bai might as well give it a try?" Ji Xiao said.

"No need, that scene is cute, but maybe the crape myrtle tree doesn't like it." Wen Bai was still so kind.

Ji Xiao was startled: "Wen Bai is right. Although you shouldn't just live in other people's stories, you can't just live in your own world without being considerate of other people's feelings..."

People do not live for themselves alone. The people around them constitute their responsibilities. Even if it is not for the life and death of the people around them, it is just for their happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy.

"Looks like we had a great time chatting." Han Shu was sleeping among the trees and basking in the sun. Seeing Ji Xiao and Wen Bai with a smile on his face, he felt so happy that he jumped down and handed Ji Xiao a

It was a weapon with a thin blade, long and sharp blade, and he asked curiously: "What is this?"

"Brother spent many days to find a good sword for you. The heavy sword is not suitable for you at the moment."

Ji Xiao smiled and took the sword. Suddenly his wrist loosened and the sword fell to the ground. Wen Bai's face suddenly changed. Ji Xiao smiled: "No...it's nothing..."

He struggled to pick up the sword, but he could reach it but couldn't hold it. Hanshu immediately bent down when he saw this, and Wenbai lost his voice and said: "Brother!" Hanshu did not pick up the sword, but tightly grasped Ji Xiao's hand and held it.

His hand came to hold the sword: "Hold it, Jin Peng. You know, when my eldest brother was decadent and depressed, he would not give up when he thought of you. Jin Peng, can you never give up on yourself for the sake of your eldest brother and hold on!"

The palm of his hand was still as hot as when he was a child, and Ji Xiao burst into tears immediately: "Brother doesn't give up, and Sister Bai doesn't give up either, so what right do I have to give up..."

Han Shu hugged the two of them: "It's a blessing in disguise. There will come a time when everything will clear up. If not, God will give me Qilian Mountain justice!"

Sitting on the steps in his spare time, Wen Bai asked Han Shu while doing his work: "Have you heard about the Anti-Gold Alliance going to Qianxi to investigate the crimes?"

Han Shu hummed indifferently, but Wen Bai knew that he was very concerned: "Brother will be very concerned about Lin Shaoxia and Sister Feng, right? Aren't you worried about them?"

Han Shu sighed and whispered the two words: "... live in seclusion..."

"Oh, living in seclusion. This is really the biggest crime of the alliance king." Wen Bai said, "People in his position always have to be restrained and restrained. They should not even have such freedom..."

"No. It is impossible for him to live in seclusion. Although I am angry that his behavior of abandoning the peak is absurd, I find the theory of seclusion unbelievable." Han Shu shook his head.

Wen Bai stopped what he was doing and asked curiously: "Brother, what do you think?"

"Feng Xiaoyin has a very big heart. They say, 'My heart is not in the south of the Yangtze River in Xixia, but in the boundless heaven and earth.' They all say, 'I want to be with my husband, and we will have romance, romance, and gold and iron horses, and we will complete it together.' What he said is beautiful, how can I

Giving up halfway? Feng Xiaoyin wants to save face, and she can't afford to lose face like this." Hong Hanshu sneered, but he was actually mocking himself.

"But, could it be Lin Qian?"

"Lin Qian, it's even more impossible. After all, the Allied forces are under his rule. How can anyone give up their supporters and be willing to live in seclusion when their career is at its peak? The most important thing is that the Allied forces have never done anything since then.

I have ever felt sorry for him, but based on his responsibility and cultivation, abandoning him would be a disgrace to the world." Han Shu sighed.

"Perhaps, the Allies really have something to do to him, and the eldest brother doesn't know about it yet?"

Han Shu shook his head and sighed: "No, Wen Bai, do you know that back then he was imprisoned for drinking the Hate Knife incident, and everyone wanted to kill him. Feng Xiaoyin once wanted to save him first at all costs.

, do you know what he said to Feng Xiaoyin, 'I would rather the world betray me than I will betray the world'! Even if he dies, he is not willing to betray the world. How can such a person betray someone who he has invested the most in?

The alliance that gives him the most rewards?! I’m afraid he won’t leave even if he is forced to a dead end..."

"Eldest brother is absolutely right." Yu Wenbai nodded in shock, "Actually, eldest brother knows them best..."

After being silent for a long time, Wen Bai suddenly spoke again: "Brother...do you still think about Sister Feng now? Or have you thought clearly that she is just a substitute?"

Han Shu sighed: "Wen Bai, maybe it wasn't because of the substitute. In other words, it was at first, but later, it was entirely because she was Feng Xiaoyin, and then, they were both stubborn and ruined their relationship. Now...

In fact, it’s a pity, and I vaguely don’t want to admit defeat... and Lin Qian, we can only say that we are neither enemies nor friends..."

Wen Bai nodded and understood: "Let everything take its course..."

Han Shu turned around and saw Wen Bai wrapping a circle of iron wire around the hilt of the sword in his hand, and asked curiously: "Hey, Wen Bai, what are you doing?"

"I'm wrapping some iron wire around Jin Peng's wrist according to the size of his wrist, and wrapping the other side around the hilt of the sword, so that it's easier to control the sword with my arm..." Wen Bai said, "In the near future, this is probably the only way I can do it.

Already."

Han Shu smiled: "You finally understand how to be considerate to him."

Wen Bai was startled, and then Han Shu said: "But you always build obstacles in your heart. You said that your age is not a big deal. Everything is just an excuse. Your biggest mistake is that you care too much about other people's world.

You completely ignore other people's feelings and happiness, Wen Bai, you shouldn't make this mistake again."
Chapter completed!