I'm the villain's mother.

In the afternoon after Song Zhujun got the letter, Ah Xuan died quietly in the little nest that Song Zhujun built for him.

Although Mr. Song Zhu had expected it long ago, when he came back and saw it, he was still heartbroken.But she didn't know why, she just felt as numb as a relief at the gate of the mountain.

Thinking of this, she felt that she couldn't breathe for a moment, and then she rolled her eyes and fell to the ground.

When Jiang Yingsi came to ask Song Zhujun to attend Mu Wanwan's funeral, he found that Song Zhujun had fainted.

When she woke up again, Mu Wanwan's funeral was over.Jiang Yingsi pushed the door open and walked in with night dew all over his body.

The dark hut suddenly became very bright because of the candle lighted by Jiang Yingsi, but Song Zhujun didn't seem to notice it, he just stared at the small nest where Ah Xuan lived before and spoke dumbly.

"Where is Ah Xuan?"

Jiang Yingsi took off her damp robe, walked to the bed and hugged her.

"Ah Xuan was taken by me to put together with Junior Sister Mu's clothes, and it is now in the Qianyin Hall. I think, if you are awake, you will do the same."

Jiang Yingsi's voice was like a cool stream in summer and a warm stove in winter.

Dissolve Song Zhujun's stiffness.

"I went to Wanwan's house and only got a letter. At that time, I said goodbye to her, and I went back to Wangbuliuxing.

You also know, my situation in Wang Buliuxing, coupled with my young age, I didn't think about anything, and plunged headlong into the world.

I have seen so many landscapes in the world, and I have also seen so many sorrows in the world.There were many things that no one talked to, so I wrote a letter and sent Wooden Owl to take it to Wanwan.

Maybe it's because the return date is uncertain, or maybe I don't have a fixed place to live, anyway, I have never received a late reply.

But when I went to her house, I saw the letters that she had written but hadn't sent. The latest one was sent to her by me on the eve of the Fairy Gate Conference.There are blood spots on it.Just thinking about it gives me a dull pain in my heart. "

As he spoke, Song Zhujun took out the mottled manuscript from his pocket.

"Zhan Xinjia, seeing you say that the people in Luoyun are starved of food, I feel unbearable but helpless, I also feel anxious.

But this is the way things are in this world.When you have no intentions and powerlessness, they account for the majority of your life, so you don't have to feel sorry for them. After all, your own ability is limited, so just do the things in front of you and be worthy of your own heart.

Don't forget to eat because of this, take care of yourself. "

"Zhan Xinjia. Today I saw you say that Qingzhuo Mountain is beautiful. Compared with Wang Buliuxing's fine brushwork landscape, Qingzhuo Mountain is more like ink painting. I really yearn for it. It would be great if I go out with you."

"Zhan Xinjia, this letter came just in time, it's New Year's Eve. Today I burned the fireworks talisman Fu Huaiying gave me together with my brothers and sisters. It's really beautiful, I should have given you a few if I knew it earlier.

Yesterday, I got drunk with them, and I heard Xiao Fengyu calling your name.You are all missed.

I don't know if you had a good New Year's Eve outside or if you were very tired.The weather is cold, remember to eat more. "

"Zhan Xinjia. A few new swallows came up on the beams today. I don't know if they flew over from Yingwu Island.

The last time I heard you said that you were still in the free clinic in Yingwu Island, I was thinking that spring is here, Yingwu Island should be very beautiful, and we must go there together in the future. "

"Zhanxinjia..."

"..."

"Zhan Xinjia. I know that it is irresponsible for you to put everything on your head. But Mr. Zhu, this is the path you must take.

If possible, I really hope that I never choose you to be the heroine, so that you can live a rich and happy life like ordinary people, and you don't have to have such a miserable first half of your life.

By the way, you have to say sorry to them all.I already have a premonition of what kind of path I will choose, but I can't say goodbye to you now.

Let me just say sorry here, I hope you can convey this feeling to everyone.

Mr. Zhu, even if the sun falls in the sky, it will still rise the next day, so just treat me as the sun that fell yesterday.

You are the moonlight, the eternal moonlight, and you will light up the world. "

After reading Mu Wanwan's letter, Jiang Yingsi didn't feel bitterness in his heart, but instead felt that his bound heart was suddenly let go.

"You too, don't you. You're letting go, too, aren't you?

Everyone felt that she preferred me the most.In fact, she favors everyone and just puts me on the bright side.

But I don’t feel resentful. People may spend their entire lives waiting for their gods to turn back, but I not only waited for the gods to turn back, but also waited for the most blatant love of the gods. "

Jiang Yingsi patted Song Zhujun on the back.

"Cry if you want to cry, why do you have to bear it so much in front of me?"

The person in his arms finally trembled, the cries gradually became louder, and the voice of talking gradually became louder.

"How can it be so easy to say? When I didn't know that she was the Creator, she was manipulating my life. When I knew it, she was still manipulating my life. I hate her decision regardless of my thoughts, but I hate her Can't get up.

And Ah Xuan, it was a dangerous move that Ah Xuan had to take.But because I was not willing to kill her, I gave Tan Yuan an opportunity, so I used that risky move.Even if it is Ah Xuan who is willing to transfer all the spiritual power of his monster clan into the heart leaf, so that I can use the method of restraint, but it is so good, so cute, so alive..."

Jiang Yingsi ran down her hair, listened to her accusation, and let Song Zhujun's tears soak his shoulders.

After Song Zhujun woke up, he went to Qianyin Hall.Qianyin Hall is still the same as before, with dark clouds and snow in June.

"Wanwan, I'm going to walk in this world again. I don't know if you will be happy to hear that. And Ah Xuan, I don't worry about it. Please take care of it and don't let it get hurt again."

In March when the grass grows and the birds fly, Song Zhujun took Jiang Yingsi's arm and went down the mountain again.

Passion fruit finally came to give away this time.

"Master, the disciple is unworthy and cannot always be by your side, so please don't blame the master."

Passion Fruit smiled softly.

"You're the one who underestimated Master. Even if your weapons are complete and your soul is back to normal, you may not live as long as me!"

This is true, after all, Mr. Song Zhu heard the rumors in the third or fourth year after he left Taiyan Palace.

Rumor has it that the Passion Fruit senior has become a fairy.

Song Zhujun just smiled after hearing this, it couldn't be better.

She has a lover by her side, and she doesn't have to worry about relatives and friends in the distance.

The sound of the chopsticks colliding with the bowl brought Song Zhujun back to his thoughts.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Yingsi said calmly while putting coriander in Song Zhujun's bowl.

"Don't you like to eat this? I don't want to eat it, I'll give it to you."

Song Zhujun also laughed.

"I don't know who it is. When I didn't waste food in the past, I ate everything, but now I choose everything."

"It's what you said, do what you want, we only have this life. After all, in the next life, who will know who is who?"

"I still know you, I only know you."

Jiang Yingsi was stunned, and Song Zhujun smiled happily.

Later, everyone in the world knew that the genius doctor was accompanied by a man without a left arm.

For the man without a left arm, the girl next to him is a miracle doctor.