The word "father".
It was like a sharp thorn that pierced Zang Qing's heart, causing his entire body to feel a sharp pain.
Zang Qing looked at the hysterical young man in front of him, pursed his thin lips, and fell silent.
He has seen Gu Wei in many different ways.
From a child to a teenager and then to young adult, he was ignorant, childish, naughty, and sensible... But no matter what, Gu Wei was always extremely polite and respectful to his teachers.
He had never seen Gu Wei so angry, even calling him by his name.
The Gu family raised him very well. He is a gentleman, gentle and polite, and full of youthful spirit.
He is strong and upright, and you can tell at first glance that he is a child who grew up in love.
Zang Qing dared to say that if he had taken care of Gu Wei by himself, it would have been impossible for him to be raised so well.
I guess he would be like him, dull and boring, like a puppet without emotions, rather than such a lively young man.
The sunlight shines through the leafy crabapple tree, casting sparse, dense, and slanted shadows.
The father and son confronted each other for a long time.
One sits in the shadow, the other stands in the sun.
Xie Ling knew that it was not appropriate for her to speak at the moment, so she stood quietly by the side, patting Gu Wei on the back from time to time to comfort him.
After a long time, Zang Qing sighed slowly.
He raised his hand, gently patted Gu Wei's shoulder, and gave a bright smile.
"Don't worry, I will live well, for my Jingxuan, believe me."
Gu Wei snorted coldly.
"You'd better. Otherwise, don't even think about being with my mother..."
Gu Wei's expression froze, and after a pause he continued, "Buried with His Highness Ji Yue."
Zang Qing bent her eyes and looked at the flying crabapple petals with a longing look.
"That's your mother. She was very, very beautiful, and you look a lot like her. Uncle Pei should have shown you the scroll."
Only when looking at Gu Wei would Zang Qing reveal such a gentle look.
This is the only trace of Ji Yue left in this world.
It is also the only gift left for him.
After a pause, Zang Qing asked, "I sent a letter to Uncle Pei a month ago. It took more than half a month to send the letter. Even if you received the message, it would take at least ten days to get to Tingxue Tower. How did you get here?"
Xie Ling raised her eyebrows slightly and looked to the other side silently.
They certainly did not come here via the means of transportation of this era.
Instead, he came here via a helicopter in her space.
The strange thing was that she had never learned how to fly a plane and had wanted to find a book to learn it on the spot.
But the moment she got on the helicopter, her muscle memory allowed her to make a quick judgment, and she took Gu Wei straight into the sky.
She flew high enough, and there were no civilians near Tingxue Tower, so she should not have been seen by anyone.
Xie Ling recalled her memories of flying a plane, and some confusion still remained in her mind.
When did she learn to fly a plane? Why doesn't she have any recollection of it?
Gu Wei made up a reason.
"The Ferghana horses we ride can travel a thousand miles a day."
Zang Qing nodded, but didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he looked around and wondered, "Why don't you leave the Begonia Forest? I should have been unconscious for a while, and you have been here the whole time. What are you eating?"
Gu Wei was helpless, "Master, who in this world can solve your formation? This Begonia formation can only enter but not exit. I have been trying to crack it for three days, but I only got a little clue."
Zang Qing smiled, and the sunlight shone through his eyes, making them look like glass.
"Xiao Jingxuan, it seems you still have a lot to learn. Come here and I'll teach you."
Gu Wei half-knelt on the ground, listening patiently to Zang Qing's explanation of the formation, with an obedient and trusting expression, and his eyes full of admiration.
No matter how old you are.
To Zang Qing, Gu Wei will always be a child.
Zang Qing looked at the young man's glassy blue eyes, which were exactly the same as his own, and his heart softened unconsciously.
This is his child.
The blood of him and the person he loves most flows in his body.
How could he bear to abandon such a well-behaved and sensible child to die alone?
How painful would Gu Wei be when he found out that he was trying to commit suicide?
Zang Qing felt guilty.
His eyes were filled with tears and he suddenly stopped lecturing.
Gu Wei blinked in confusion.
Zang Qing took a deep breath and touched the top of Gu Wei's head gently, "I'm sorry, I will never leave you again."
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