Chapter 119 Bitter Memory

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After sending Shangguan Rong into her room, Qi Wanxiang seemed to turn around and leave, but at this time, she heard Shangguan Rong say, "Stay and stay with me for a while?" Her tone was full of indescribable pity. If it were other times, when Qi Wanxiang heard her say this, the blood would definitely boil, but today his heart is full of pity.

He silently sat down on the chair opposite Shangguan Rong, reached out and took the teapot and poured a cup for everyone. Qi Wanxiang took a sip of tea, but there was a trace of bitterness in the tea. When he looked up at Shangguan Rong, he found that she was still holding the hilt of the flying sword in her hand and looked at it in a dain.

"Cough", Qi Wanxiang coughed gently, trying to attract Shangguan Rong's attention, but she didn't seem to hear it at all. In desperation, Qi Wanxiang had to say, "When you came back all the way back, you silently looked at the damaged flying sword, and now you look at it silently. Is it important to you?"

Hearing Qi Wanxiang's words, Shangguan Rong, who had been staring at the hilt of the flying sword, burst into tears. Seeing such an emergency, Qi Wanxiang quickly stood up and wanted to hug her. His hand was almost on his shoulder, but he suddenly shrank back.

The girls here are not like the girls outside, but they can't be casual. Even if some movements outside have passed, it will attract a bad comment or white eyes. There is a danger of life here. Looking at the sword hilt in Shangguan Rong's hand and thinking about his movements just now, Qi Wanxiang has an involuntary heart palpitations.

However, it doesn't seem to be a good way to watch people cry like this. Qi Wanxiang had to show his skills and said softly, "Well, it's just a flying sword. There's no need to be so sad. After going back, ask your grandfather for one..."

Before the words were finished, Qi Wanxiang interrupted several times with a crying roar: "What do you know? This is not an ordinary flying sword. You can't have it if you want it. You don't know anything." After the hysterical roar, Shangguan Rong continued to lie on the table and cry, but the voice was indeed much lower.

In this way, Qi Wanxiang was directly confused, because in his eyes, this flying sword is an ordinary product, and he can't see anything special at all. In order to solve the doubts in his heart, Qi Wanxiang looked down at the sword hilt, afraid that he would miss any details. His head was getting lower and lower, and he smelled the faint fragrance of Shangguan Rong's body.

Revelled in this fragrance, Qi Wanxiang has completely forgotten his original intention to check the hilt of the sword. I couldn't help thinking, "It turns out that the legendary Xiangxiang princess also exists. How about this delicate fragrance on Shangguan Rong compared with Xiangxiang Princess?"

"Mixed eggs, is the so-called difference seen in this way? Is there only value left in your eyes? Is there no other meaning in it?" Qi Wanxiang was interrupted by Shangguan Rong's roar again, but listening to her words did not seem to find Qi Wanxiang's 'stealing incense', but simply thought that this guy was observing the hilt of the sword.

Obviously, Qi Wanxiang was awakened just now and didn't hear what Shangguan Rong said exactly. He just vaguely heard that he loved you and contained other things. In order to hide his embarrassment, Qi Wanxiang didn't think much. He looked at Shangguan Rong and asked blankly, "Is there anything else in your flying sword?" Why didn't I see it?" As he spoke, Qi Wanxiang also buckled his scalp.

Looking at Qi Wanxiang's stupid appearance, Shangguan Rong smiled and said angrily, "You are really a fool. I don't know how you practiced so fast. This flying sword is given to me by my mother."

"What's given by mom?" Qi Wanxiang crossed this in his mind and immediately said hungry, "That's not easy. When the martial arts meeting is over, just ask your mother for one. Anyway, this flying sword is not a rare magic weapon."

Hearing Qi Wanxiang's words, Shangguan Rong didn't say anything. He tried that the face that had just showed a smiling face was cloudy, his big eyes flashed, and tears began to turn inside. Looking at this situation, Qi Wanxiang realized that he had said something wrong and hurriedly apologized, "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to say that." At this time, he seemed to realize something.

Forced to stop the tears in his eyes, Shangguan Rong choked and said, "I will never see my mother again." After saying this, she could no longer suppress her feelings and lay on the table and cried loudly again, while the hilt of the sword in her hand fell to the ground with a 'cang' sound.

This time, Qi Wanxiang didn't think much about it. He just stretched out his right hand and gently stroked Shangguan Rong's back to help her breathe. At this time, there was no distracting in his heart. She looked like such a strong girl, and she didn't expect to cry.

Feed the touch of the big hand on his back, Shangguan Rong suddenly thought of whose hand it was. I just wanted to jump up and attack, but how long has it been since I haven't felt this feeling from my hand? Five or ten years? With this warm feeling, Shangguan Rong slowly fell into memories, but the big hand on her back was inadvertently ignored by her.

I remember that when I was five years old, Grandpa Shangguan Lei said that he was amazingly talented. After hearing this, my mother was happy to give herself a flying sword she used when she was a child, saying that it was a reward for her. On the same day, my mother also controlled the flying sword to fly outside, but when she came back, she was severely scolded by her father.

Shangguan Rong was very dissatisfied with his father's scolding of his mother, believing that his father did not love his mother and himself. However, not long after this incident, my mother went crazy while practicing. The probability of such a thing happening is very small, but it happened to my mother.

At that time, after her mother went crazy, no one dared to stop her. Finally, it was Dad. He told his sisters that his mother was very painful now, and he had to save her and get her out of pain.

However, my father never came back, and my mother didn't come back. Overnight, several happy families died, and the brothers and sisters also became orphans. Since then, my sister Shangguan Qing has been far away from cultivation and just play. But at this time, I found that my father loved my mother and loved them.

At this moment, it seemed that everything was not important. Shangguan Rong hated her youth and her lack of strength to save her parents. She began to practice hard. When she was tired, she would take out the flying sword her mother gave her to watch.

After thinking about this, Shangguan Rong naturally thought that the flying sword had been broken and was injured by Qi Potian's samadhi real fire, leaving only a sword hilt. The more he thought about it, the more sad he became, and the louder the cry became.

Originally, the crying gradually decreased under his own comfort, but suddenly it rose without warning. Qi Wanxiang was at a loss and gently pressed his other hand on Shangguan Rong's head, and then began to touch it slowly.

Feeling the feeling coming from his head, Shangguan Rong stood up and stared straight at Qi Wanxiang. In the face of such a situation, Qi Wanxiang had to raise his hands and giggle awkwardly, as if he had been stared at by Shangguan Rong.

When he was at a loss, something happened that made Qi Wanxiang even more overwhelmed. That is, Shangguan Rong jumped into Qi Wanxiang's arms, and the long-lost fragrance filled Qi Wanxiang's nasal cavity again. But his brain was blank at this time, as if there was only this faint fragrance left in the whole world.

I don't know whether it was a minute or an hour later, Qi Wanxiang suddenly found that he had a pair of arms tightly around his waist, his shoulders were also a little wet, and his chest was pressed tightly by a pair that was not very big. However, the most important thing is that his hands are raised in the air like a pair of puppets.

Such a situation reminded Qi Wanxiang of the joke of 'beasts are not as good as beasts'. After thinking for only one second, Qi Wanxiang decided to hold the bee in his arms tightly and never let go. However, it was this zero-one second of thinking time that made him lose this opportunity forever.

When Qi Wanxiang's hands were about to rest on her shoulders and waist, Shangguan Rong let go of her hand and then pushed Qi Wanxiang away by the way. Then, after turning around, she said in a mosquito-like voice, "Thank you for accompanying me today. I'm much better now. You can go back and have a rest first."

Hearing Shangguan Rong's words, Qi Wanxiang sighed softly in his heart: "I'm not as good as a beast." However, he said lightly, "It's good that you can recover and be stronger in the future. However, remember to come to me if you have something to do, then I'll go back first, and I guess I have to draw lots in the afternoon."

"Uh-huh, I know, thank you." This time, Shangguan Rong turned around slowly, but she lowered her head and could faintly see her little face blushing, just like a ripe apple, which made people have an impulse to take a bite.

Putting down his reluctance, Qi Wanxiang turned around and walked out of the room and closed the door. With a heavy breath, Qi Wanxiang made up his mind: Since you are so lonely, and you have thrown into my arms, it will be my Qi Wanxiang to wait for your happiness in the future.

At the same time, on the other side of the door, Shangguan Rong also secretly made up his mind: although you like it, you are a little fancy, but with my means, you can definitely tame you, and you will be obediently by my side in the future. At this time, Shangguan Rong's face rippled with the girl's unique youth color, and the earlier depression had long disappeared.

Sure enough, love is the best medicine for all pain.