Chapter 1614
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Second Master hangs his coat on the hanger.
He picks up the cover of the pocket watch with his long white fingers and looks at the time.
Hearing Shen Wanqing's doubtful words, he presses the cover with his fingertips and lazily turns his eyes.
His dark eyes are very calm under the light. His sight falls on her very calmly.
"Because it's you."
His voice is flat, and you can't hear any big emotion.
After speaking, he turns his head and continues to hang his clothes on the hanger.
Finally, he comes over in a thin white western-style shirt.
Shen Wanqing is slightly stunned when she hears the answer.
If it were someone else who said this, it would probably be deliberately mystifying. But since it's Second Master, Shen Wanqing inexplicably believes it.
Second Master Jing sat beside the girl and held her hand coldly.
Her fingertips, which were wearing a jade ring, were snow-white and slender.
He interlocks his fingers with hers.
In fact, he knows what Shen Wanqing wants to ask.
Jing Yanxiu was lost in thought as he watched the exchange of blows between the two.
He seems to be thinking about something.
After a long time, Shen Wanqing hears Second Master's low and calm voice.
"It rained heavily that day. I stayed in front of the tomb and watched you being buried with my own eyes. Later, I had a high fever and my mind was dizzy. At that time, I wanted to go with you. I hoped that you could go slowly and wait for me on the road to the netherworld … "
The low and hoarse voice is very calm.
It's obviously so sad and mournful, but his expression is calm, as if he has already become numb.
Shen Wanqing's heart tightens, and she holds Jing Yanxiu's hand a little tighter.
She loses her voice. "Second Master …"
She wants to persuade Second Master to stop talking.
She doesn't want to evoke that dark memory of Second Master.
He says it very simply, but Shen Wanqing knows how dark and painful Second Master was during that period of time.
He just woke up from a serious injury and didn't have time to rest, but he stayed by her for such a long time.
He stayed by her bedside for a day and a night, three days and three nights in the mourning hall, and a day of rain when she was buried.
He had barely escaped death, so how could he endure this torment?
Jing Yanxiu continued indifferently, "When I was running a high fever, the doctors invited by the fu couldn't do anything to me. My desire to live was too low, and they couldn't do anything about it. When I was in a daze, I felt like I was in a pitch-black space. There's no sound or air in there. It's extremely quiet. "
"Then a voice appeared. That voice told me that you didn't die and that we would meet again in the future. He told me to live well and find you … "
"…"
Shen Wanqing suddenly paused.
She was a little stunned. Could it be Jiang Si?
"I don't know if what he said is true or not, but I believe him."
Jing Yanxiu lowered his head, his thick eyelashes trembling slightly.
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