‘That sword… It pierced too gently, and I felt pain… But I couldn’t find the wound… I looked back at the old attic, where my love waited in vain… In the rain, her shadow has grown thinner… I can’t escape the sorrow of parting! Memories become corrupt… The sun sets on the lake, and the water flows… A lonely sword, resounding with grievances… I broke in alone… A spring and autumn I couldn’t help!’
Xiao Ran glanced at Jun Xu in Feng Qin’s arms. He felt a little helpless. It turned out that this guy was drunk.
‘My lord, go back to sleep.’
Ignoring him, Xiao Ran felt a little helpless. He didn’t want to force him, so he touched his nose, looked at Feng Qin, frowned, and wondered if this person was reliable.
‘My lord, who am I?’
“Nonsense! Xiao Ran, you deserve a beating, don’t you?’
Xiao Ran understood. He must have been too depressed to drink and exploded, his nerves excited, his limbs a little unsteady, his mind not quite clear, but by no means confused. He shook his head and looked at Feng Qin
‘Take care of the master, I’ll go first’
‘Goodbye, Doctor Xiao’
Feng Qin gently placed Junxu on the bed. Just as he was about to straighten up, he was grabbed by the wrist by Junxu. Startled, he looked up and saw Junxu’s bright eyes smiling at him
‘Don’t blame yourself.‘
Feng Qin’s heart warmed. Junxu had already let go of his hand, lying on her back on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
’Mine is a bad debt.‘
Feng Qin looked at her and poured a glass of water.
’My lord, drink some water.‘
’No, I’m just a little dizzy.‘
’Then… my lord, take off your clothes and rest for a while.”
Junxu frowned, hugged her clothes together, and simply refused,
‘No way!‘
Feng Qin couldn’t help but smile. Jun Xu looked at him and waved his hand feebly
’Come, lie down and chat‘
Feng Qin thought about it for a moment, took off his boots and lay on the bed with his clothes on
’What do you want to talk about, my lord?‘
’I don’t know‘
’……
Jun Xu’s eyes became confused. After a long silence, he muttered
‘I don’t seem to have anything to complain about, and I don’t even have the right to complain… But I also hurt… My body hurts… And my heart hurts… So I’ve always insisted that I haven’t blamed myself, and neither should you… Don’t blame yourself too much… That feeling… Is too painful.‘
’…
Forget it, what’s the point of talking about it… Just sleep.’