Chasing brother for thousands of miles

Chapter 111 Mirage

"The last question now is Brother Ning, you—" Qixian raised her eyebrows and stared at Ning Xiumao, "Are you really ignorant of all this?"

"Ah, this..." Ning Datou subconsciously touched his nose, thought for a while, and said awkwardly: "I probably know a little bit.

He didn't completely deny it, but in the eyes of some people, that kind of calmness was as thick-skinned as a city wall, and a live pig was not afraid of boiling water.

Qingtong slowly pushed away from Mrs. Liu's arms, turned to look at him, his tone was unexpectedly calm, so calm that it made people feel a little horrified, he asked him: "How much is 'a little bit'."

Ning Xiumao had a bitter face, and really wanted to sigh, "Hey, Xiao Qingtong, I really don't know about the Liu family's affairs, otherwise I would definitely not... As for the Chen family's case of collecting money, I just stretched out my hand." ——Aren’t you always watching from behind? Really only a little..."

The big catcher exaggeratedly made a gesture indicating "only a little bit". After picking the fire, Qixian sat aside and watched the changes, raising the corners of his lips, turning his face sideways to hide the fleeting smile on his face: Since they want to abduct their family Xiao Qingtong, a little obstacle must not be too much, right?

Wen Nianyuan looked at Qixian's slightly cramped appearance, and there was a hint of warmth in his eyes. How long has it been since we parted that year for such pure playfulness?

"Don't trust anyone." He still remembers the confrontation on the long street that night. After the illusion of the sound of the piano, the man under the cold moon warned him so indifferently and seriously. At that time, there was silence in his eyes, like deep In the bottomless lake, I don't know how many undercurrents are surging underneath.

But in fact, didn't you always believe in me?elder brother.Wen Nianyuan thought to himself, really...Duplicity.

At this moment, as if aware of what Wen Nianyuan was thinking, Qixian lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at him, his pupils were filled with light, as if the deep lake was illuminated by sunlight, so bright that it was impossible to move. open your eyes.

Although the man was always expressionless, Qixian knew that this guy surnamed Wen was absolutely dumbfounded at the moment, and suddenly felt happier.

Sure enough, flirting with my younger brother is more fun than watching Ning Xiumao suffer. Forget it, such a twist is almost the same, so just... let them go?

Thinking of this, the man in white got up and said in a loud voice: "That's the end of this matter, everyone. I think the one above has no time to care about the world until the family affairs are completely settled. Hero Liu, Madam Liu, what should I do?" You all understand after thinking about it—even in the future, the Liu family will be wiped out eight years ago, how about it?"

Liu Xiaojun understands the meaning of Qi Xian, but no one understands the truth of the crime of being pregnant with a biscuit. If it weren't for the ghostly steps across the river that were too eye-catching, the famous Liu family would not have fallen to this point.

If they returned to the arena with such an attitude, even if they were not high-profile, how would they explain the murder eight years ago?How do you explain what they've been doing for eight years?Will he face the coveting of the next force?

These are all naked/naked/naked questions before us.

Most importantly, they can no longer implicate Qingtong.

Even if Qixian didn't say anything, the Liu family knew that when they came back this time, they would either hide their names or change their appearance, in short, they had to ask for a word of stability first.

What's more, the current arena has just gone through a bloodbath, and the fragile balance is in jeopardy. Once it is broken, even if they have three heads and six arms, it may be difficult to turn the tide.

Liu Xiaojun is a smart person, and he must be able to control the rest of the Liu family. Qixian likes smart people, and he doesn't need to spend too much time talking with them—but he doesn't like smart people either, getting along with them is too tiring.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that perhaps it was not without reason that Wen Nianyuan was the only one who stayed by his side in the end. Wen Nianyuan was not stupid, but he was not sharp and never judged life with the greatest malice. is a good man.

Qixian sometimes felt that if the situation back then was changed, if he was the child who was loved by thousands of people, and Wen Nianyuan was the one who was hurt, he probably wouldn't become as temperamental as himself.

There is a kind of person, his existence is like light, no matter how much darkness is covered, he will never be soaked, even if it is as weak as a firefly, it can illuminate a person, which is also salvation.

Thinking like this, he was rarely absent-minded, until Liu Xiaojun's voice came over, interrupting Piaoyuan's thoughts for a moment.

"I understand, thank you benefactor, the Liu family is very grateful." Liu Xiaojun bent down and cupped his hands, knowing that Qixian meant to see off the guests just now, after thanking, he waved to Qingtong.

Qingtong had already withdrawn her eyes from Ning Xiumao when Qi Xian spoke, and was concentrating on looking at her young master, which made Ning Xiumao feel very uncomfortable.

Seeing Ning Xiumao's distorted expression from the corner of his eye, he felt extraordinarily comfortable, but when he looked at Qingtong, his eyes were slightly complicated.

"Young master—" Qingtong, who was also full of emotions, called out in a low voice, with some hesitation.

As early as when Qixian and Wen Nianyuan went to Wen's house, he knew that he probably didn't have much time left to continue to accompany this god-like man in his life, but up to this moment, he still felt a little hard to accept.

The young master once told him that he was still young and had never loved anyone before, so he regarded his dependence on the young master as love.

But for that little child back then, whether it was dependence or love or any other emotions, it was the only thing he had that could be inseparable.After so many years of being dependent on each other, how could it be possible to give up so easily.

No, maybe it's just his unilateral dependence on the young master. For the young master, what he regards as his life may have always been Wen Nianyuan.

As he told himself every time, he was just a shadow, and he just wanted to be the shadow of Mr. Qixian.

And now, his god no longer needed shadows.Qin and Wen Nianyuan will carry it for him; the road, Wen Nianyuan will walk with him; going to the world, going to sea, going through life and death, Wen Nianyuan will accompany him.

Qingtong looked up at Qixian, who was also looking at him, no matter how fierce and weird this man was in the eyes of others, to him, he was always warm, distant and warm.

Heaving a long breath, Qingtong lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt down, and kowtowed deeply to the man in front of him three times - the grace of saving his life, the grace of nurturing, and... everything, without words or thanks Say goodbye.

Qixian bent down, reached out to help Qingtong up, and stroked his head, it was only that tall and small back then, but now it is so big.

He pursed his lips and smiled, then squeezed Qingtong's face again, "Don't act like you are bitter and bitter, it's not like Yin and Yang are separated, the rivers and lakes are not big, this is still your other home." Then he looked depressed again The very Ning Xiumao glanced at him, and said pointedly: "As for the family affairs, take your time and don't rush."

Ning Xiumao: "..."

So where did he accidentally offend Mr. Qixian and he didn't know, this black hand was too ruthless, right?

It can be seen that he really doesn't understand Qixian enough.

At least he didn't realize that Qixian was just protecting his weaknesses.

Qingtong didn't notice Ning Xiumao flirting with Qixian from behind, he just carefully memorized every word Qixian said bit by bit, and then turned his eyes to Wen Nianyuan.

He still doesn't like Wen Nianyuan very much. In his opinion, most of his son's unnecessary ups and downs are caused by this man, but he is probably the only one who can end his son's wandering in the rivers and lakes.

Wen Nianyuan nodded slightly at him, his gaze firm.

Without saying anything else, Qingtong turned around and walked past Ning Xiumao intently, walking towards the family he had lost and regained. When he reached the door, he turned his head slowly as if he still missed something.

Ning Xiumao's eyes lit up, and he pretended to cough twice.

Qingtong didn't look at him at all, but said to Wen Nianyuan very seriously: "By the way, you should not let the young master eat from below, to be honest, the dog doesn't want to eat the food you make, it's too wronged young master. "

After saying this sentence, Qingtong suddenly felt relaxed, and even the steps she took out became extremely light.

In contrast, Wen Nianyuan, who was slightly happy to send away his "rival in love", was not in a good mood - after all, he really thought that his cooking skills were very good, not to mention that Ning Xiumao was not...

And Ning Xiumao, who thought Wen Nianyuan's noodles were delicious, was already messed up in the wind after realizing that he was not as good as a dog.

A slightly raised voice at the end of the seven strings sounded, with a subtle smile, "Brother Ning, if you don't chase after him, he will disappear, and the ghost step across the river——"

Before the words were finished, there were only two people left in the inn. The room that was full just now was empty.

Qixian turned her head and looked at Wen Nianyuan, "Now, there are only two of us left."

Wen Nianyuan looked back at him, "It's finally."

Finally, there are only two of us left. With this door closed, there will be no more wind and rain in the rivers and lakes, no more swords and swords, no more loneliness of traveling thousands of miles alone, and no more wandering around in love.

"Not tired?" Qixian narrowed her eyes and turned her head slightly.

The man on the opposite side shook his head without the slightest hesitation, but then he nodded again, and hesitantly asked in puzzlement, "My face..."

It's an innocent expression, but if you say something delicious against your conscience... Qi Xian then changed the subject lightly, "Do you still want to go to the desert?"

"Ok?"

"I've traveled all over the Central Plains, but I haven't seen a mirage in the desert. Speaking of which, Qingtong really lacks a piano player—oh!"

Qixian's lips were suddenly blocked by something soft and moist, and without raising her eyes, she could see the man's radiant eyes that suddenly pressed up, and the softness on her lips lingered, bringing a burst of gentle and lingering emotions.

After a long time, the man whispered in his ear, "Okay."

The author has something to say: First of all, pia~pia~pia~ warmly thank the blue and white girl for dropping the grenade and the girl Yifeng for dropping the mine X3~

Then the main text of this article is finally over here o(*≧▽≦)ツ┏━┓[Slapping the table and laughing!] Sprinkle flowers to celebrate!

Then don’t worry, there will be extra stories about the sweetness of the brothers and Uncle Ning’s hard-working journey to chase his wife~