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The sky in Chang'an had already begun to darken. The dusk in Chang'an was always so easy to make people sad. The boundless sunset red, was it the blood of grief? Or perhaps the sky was weeping for the man who was grieving at this moment.

Looking at the setting sun, Su Guangren felt like he was about to be caught up in it. There was no hint of blue, only red. It was a dizzying red.

Once upon a time, Junior Sister held her hand and said that we should go practice under the sunset. That way, we would be able to see a very beautiful body spin in the air, and while practicing martial arts, we would be able to see a beautiful smile under the sunset. She would always be sitting on that big rock in the back of the mountain in the late afternoon, waiting for her. He must remember, but did she remember?

Today's sunset was so cruel, mercilessly tormenting Su Guangren's longing and longing for that distant moment.

The dim mist of the mountains swallowed up those once-beautiful sunsets, just like the mouth of a tiger that was devouring all the thoughts and thoughts of her.

When Yan Wenqing arrived, he was already unable to find Su Guangren. Ni Fei had many guesses, maybe he went to Yue Yang.

Qing Lian said that he would not go to Yue Yang. She said that because Shen Bi Ru had already agreed to marry Pu Mingjie, it meant that she had already decided to stay at Plains Villa.

Yan Wenqing found him on the roof under the moonlight. Sitting in the darkness, that lonely figure was all alone. Yan Wenqing suddenly felt a wave of sadness.

The night wind gently lifted his hair and the corner of his clothes. The boundless night sky ruthlessly buried this young man. The moon seemed to be tiring.

"All living things in this world have their own destinies. Perhaps what is beautiful may be desperate, but one must obey. Perhaps this is destiny." His voice drifted in the night sky, Yan Wenqing sat down beside Su Guangren, looking at the distant crescent moon. Faint clouds floated around it, "Look at that moon, it's so beautiful, but it doesn't belong to anyone. It belongs to the distance, so we can only lift our heads and look gloomily at it."

"Perhaps I really shouldn't have waited. If I had gone to the Plains Villa back then, I wouldn't have ended up like this." Su Guangren's voice seemed abnormally low and deep, as if he was crying at night.

"Maybe then I'll never see them again." Yan Wenqing comforted.

Moreover, he was the people's savior in their hearts and their parents' official. Considering that no one could take anything from Pu Yishan, if Wu Shan's family was really exterminated by Plains Villa, it would only add to the suffering. Of course, Su Guangren had also considered this, but this kind of waiting made him suffer. In the end, he lost everything, even the most precious thing.

"Without junior sister, I will lose everything." Ever since he had heard that Plains Villa had sent out their wedding invitation, Su Guangren felt as if his body had been hollowed out, including his soul.

"Right now, all the commoners in the martial arts world are blessing us. Even if we are unwilling, we still have to accept this creation to make a fool of us." Yan Wenqing suddenly thought of his father, who was dying at the feet of his soldiers, his mother, who was in despair on the bed. Yan Wenqing suddenly thought of his father, who was dying at the feet of his soldiers, his mother, who was in despair on the bed.

"How could I have the face to explain it to my teachers and juniors?"

"One day, you will give your master and junior apprentice-brother an explanation."

"Second Brother, there is one thing I don't know if I should tell you." Su Guangren looked at Yan Wenqing with a heavy gaze.

"Right."

"There is one thing that has been hidden in my heart and I have never told anyone. My master's wife said that this is a secret that cannot be known by anyone." Su Guangren's voice suddenly became exceptionally soft, swaying in the night wind, "My junior sister was picked up by my master's mother in the flood of Chang'an fifteen years ago. At that time, she was still a three or four-year-old child, and she was raised by her master's mother while she was alone in the torrential rain. All this time I have been panicking that one day I will reveal the truth and Junior Sister has become a homeless child without parents, I have sworn to hide this secret in my heart to let it rot, Junior Sister will always be the daughter of Master. But when I heard that you were looking for the sister you lost in the rainstorm fifteen years ago, my reaction was that my junior sister might be the sister you lost, and she would eventually become a pitiful child without a parent. I knew that she had suffered so much, and I had nightmares about her every night, and we would make my junior sister believe her fate and pray to the Bodhisattva. My master's mother also knew that this kind of prayer would not wash away the devil that pestered her every day and night, but everything they did protected their poor daughter from the very beginning, and they could not lose her. " Su Guangren looked at Yan Wenqing, "I'm also afraid that I'll destroy your hope. I don't dare to tell you that if junior is not the son you're looking for ?" Su Guangren did not have the courage to continue because he saw the sorrow and excitement on Yan Wenqing's face.

Yan Wenqing did not say a single word. He only looked at the boundless night, and suddenly his tears fell. He let them fall onto the tiles, wetting the entire night.

Yan Wenqing slowly stood up in the darkness under the dim moon. "Yinzi." It pierced the dark sky, beyond the faint crescent moon, but whether she could hear it somewhere else.

Su Guangren also stood up. Yan Wenqing said, "But I'd rather believe that she's the son of a hero." It was because she was tired. After fifteen years of searching, Yan Wenqing would rather believe in all the possibilities than let all the hopes be shattered.

"Perhaps I was wrong. If Junior Sister is really your missing sister, then that would be her true home." The night wind blew gently on his face.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

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