Silent window, fallen leaves floating all over the courtyard.

On the edge of the pond with the rain pattering at night, the autumn wind is bleak and the water waves are rippling.

Countless days and nights, countless desolate nights, are not as cold as tonight.

Xiao Yan sat in front of the window, eyes lost, staring at the distance, but how can not see the end.

When the wind stops, the rain stops.

a man in blood red clothes appeared quietly under the Wutong tree in front of the pond.

His face, wearing a mask, can not see the face, but like Mount Tai general, sitting under the tree.

"I'm sorry."

The man's voice is low and indifferent.

However, his eyes were filled with unspeakable sadness and pain.

"What can I do for you? Sometimes you have to be in your life. Don't force me to be in your life. God, I'm not bad for you, and I'm not bad for you."

Xiao Yan's voice is indifferent. Although she has advised him many times not to come, he will not be obedient every time.

"There's nothing I can do."

The man murmured, clenching his fist tightly, and his breath became more and more urgent.

"Everything is too much, fate is bound to end early, you have done enough for me, I don't want to owe you."

Xiao Yan closed her eyes, seemed to be in a false sleep, and seemed to be in a dream.

"I'll kill him!"

the man's voice is like a knife, and a punch is punched out, and the growth of Wutong tree is half a meter wide.

Suddenly, Xiao Yan's face is blue and her pupils are tight.

"Futu, if you dare to do it, I will never forgive you."

The man, known as "Fu Tu", took a deep breath. His eyes were complicated, but he was extremely unwilling.

"You are too tired."

Fu Tu stares at Xiao Yan, a woman she loves all her life, but she never wants to look him in the eye.

But myself, even if give up the whole world, will not give up her.

"At the beginning of next seven months, I'll come back again."

With that, no matter what Xiao Yan said, Fu Tu turned and left quietly, like a ghost, disappearing at the end of the night.

There are rosefinches in the South and putu in the north.

These are the two most terrible people in the martial arts of China. Who will fight if the rosefinch doesn't come out? The supreme of Wulin, the northern putu!

…………

Left the Qin house, Qin Jun's heart, always nervous, but he still can't face all this.

Is that kind woman really her mother? Qin Jun asked himself many times, even he can be sure, as the second aunt said, such as false exchange.

The eyebrows, the eyes, the kind of familiar, unspeakable intimacy, are lingering in Qin Jun's mind.

Is your life really so tortuous?

It turned out that he was not the son of Qin Yu and Tang Wanrong, but the young master of the Qin family in the capital. All this happened suddenly. Qin Jun didn't care about his status. He only cared about why he was abandoned?

Xiao Yan may have unspeakable difficulties, but can she abandon her children?

Children don't think their mother is ugly, and dogs don't think their families are poor. Why do they have to leave their lives?

This is too cruel for Qin Jun, he still can't forgive his mother, let alone face this reality.

Qin Jun knows that he can't change even if he doesn't want to accept it. At least for now, he doesn't want to contact this matter.

He needs to be calm, need precipitation, need to give himself a chance to convince himself.

Qin Jun has experienced too much. When he avenged his parents and stood on the top of the East China Sea, someone told him that his parents were different. How could Qin Jun calm down?

Some things, or let time to slowly smooth, at least now Qin Jun still need time.

After dialing Zhuo's phone, Qin Jun decides to let himself down first. If he can forgive Xiao Yan and his mother, Qin Jun can't be sure of his heart.