"Well, let's go, Lantang." Jia Yuanxiao's orange eyes were full of worry.

"Well, let's go." Lan Tangying finally smiled sincerely. She finally walked out with Jia Yuanxiao.

In Nalanji's room.

"Jiulan Shu?" Nalan Ji expressed strangeness to Julan Shu who suddenly appeared in front of the door with medicine, but soon became dull. Nalan Ji's purple eyes were still staring at the white clouds outside the window.

"For you." Jiulan Shu put down the medicine and inserted his hands into the pocket of the night school uniform. His back was indescribable.

"I'm giving it to you." Nalan Ji was too lazy to lift her eyelids, so she gave it casually.

"Hmm?" Jiulan Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, and then he immediately said something fun, "Why? Do you still have to feed you mouth to mouth when you are so big?"

Nalanji's hand, which was originally holding his jaw, froze suddenly. Nalanji took two steps back with caution, "Don't let me be so familiar with you?"

"We are very familiar with each other..." Jiulan Shu's voice inadvertently drew a faint sadness, as if Nalan Ji had known him since before.

Nalan Ji stared at the man who was like a god in front of him, and a bitter smile filled the corner of his mouth. I don’t know when he started to cry and laugh, and it seemed that he really had an expression again. Lan Ji'er, are you going to take away my last smile?

A blue flower slowly bloomed by the window. Jiulanshu quickly discovered the Ape flower wrapped around the window. He reached out and pinched it off, but his hand was held. He lowered his head slightly, and it was Nalanshu's firm little face, "You are crazy, this is a poisonous flower." Jiulanshu couldn't help but scold him.

"So what about the poisonous flower?" Nalan Ji did not have the slightest attitude of letting go. In fact, she had discovered the existence of the flower a long time ago. She knew more than anyone else what it was and who put it on it. But she always felt that there was such a flower by her side, and she felt a sense of peace of mind, even though this flower was highly poisonous.

Jiulan Shu sighed and retracted his hand. Nalan Ji also tactfully put his hand back and accidentally floated his eyes to the flower outside the window again. It was so beautiful. If it weren't for the flower that wanted to kill her, it would probably be more beautiful.

Lan Ji'er, if you want me to die, I have to die.

Because you are not my king, I am not your minister, and I will not "if the king dies, the minister has to die."

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Off topic.

How long have we been strong and what should we not be persisted in?

We don’t have more than anyone else, why do we stand out?

Ha, do you know? I’m most afraid of darkness. I’m particularly afraid of being alone at home at night, but I have to be alone at home for five or even seven days a month. It sounds really sad.

Dear, I have really taken on too much responsibility that others cannot or have never taken on.

I have never said anything, nor have I ever wanted to say anything, because I am too clear about the arrangement of fate or something.

But although I have said the long streets of blood and shadows, I really never hoped that one day I looked back and found the bloody streets and my shadows stretched by the setting sun.
Chapter completed!