Seeing that she seemed to want to persuade him again, Zhou Yiheng took a deep breath, and when he met her with anger, his face softened instantly: "Don't say anything more, I have made up my mind. With her temperament, she has no tolerance for others. If I really marry her, you will be bullied to death by her!"
After saying that, Zhou Yiheng bent down and picked up Liu Ying horizontally: "Come on, I'll take you to see a doctor. You're weak, and the doctor said you need to rest..."
He left with Liu Ying in his arms.
Nangong Jin looked at his back, listening to him chattering about his concern for Liu Ying, and the tears he had been holding back finally fell like a flood.
Nangong Jin came to the wooden house in Qilian Mountain again. What happened not long ago now seemed like a lifetime ago.
Everywhere seems to be the shadow of the wolf cub, and every place contains the details of their interactions.
Everything seemed to have happened yesterday, yet it also seemed like a long, long time ago, so long that she could no longer touch or possess it.
Nangong Jin pushed open the door of the wooden house with a wooden face. The wolf cub's clothes were still inside. They were all selected by her personally.
There are also other daily necessities of the wolf cub, including the tools he usually uses for hunting.
Each of these things tells Nangong Jin that the person in the past really existed.
Nangong Jin sat on the bed where Langzi Anzi usually slept, his mind full of their past, tears streaming down his face, unable to be wiped away.
Suddenly a wolf howled.
“Ouch~~”
They are the wolf cub’s wolf friends. Are they missing him too?
Nangong Jin murmured to himself, "But it can't come back. From now on, there will be no Nangong Qingyu, only Zhou Yiheng..."
Nangong Jin stood up and realized that it had become completely dark outside without him noticing.
Nangong Jin gathered up all the clothes in the cabin, carried them outside, and buried them under the tree that the wolf cub loved to climb.
A wooden monument was erected.
Nangong Jin stared blankly at the words "Nangong Qingyu" on the wooden tablet.
It was already dark, and the words on the wooden tablet could not be seen clearly under the moonlight.
Nangong Jin stood blankly in front of the wooden tablet and said to himself, "Nangong Jin, just consider the wolf cub dead. If you miss him in the future, come here to see him. That Zhou Yiheng... has nothing to do with you..."
"Nangong Qingyu, Nangong Jin's Nangong Qingyu... is dead..." Nangong Jin could no longer hold back and squatted down, crying softly.
The wolf cub's wolf friends seemed to understand something as well, and they began to howl in the quiet forest.
Nangong Jin stayed in the wooden house in Qilian Mountains for a few days and finally returned to the Nangong family.
Inside the Holy Maiden Hall.
The Saint looked at Nangong Jin's current state and understood why she suddenly agreed.
But she still asked again solemnly: "You have really decided to take over the position of Saint, you must think clearly. If you become a Saint, there will be no chance of regret. You must be loyal and chaste to the Gu God for the rest of your life."
Nangong Jin nodded: "Aunt Saint, I have thought it through clearly. My lover is dead, and I don't want to touch love anymore."
The saint was surprised for a moment.
She thought the girl was hurt by a man, but it turned out that her lover had died?
"In that case, you will stay in the Saint's Palace from now on. I will teach you how to be a qualified Saint."
Nangong Jin rested his forehead against the floor and said respectfully, “Thank you, Saint Aunt, for your guidance.”
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