In the dark.

Zhao Rong didn't turn his head and was silent for a moment.

He struggled with his right hand, but the little hand still held on to him relentlessly.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips.

He raised his left hand that was exposed in the rain and without saying a word brushed away the little hand that was trying to show him pleasure.

Zhao Rong could feel the soft body of the person next to him suddenly stiffen.

He thought about it, and moved his body toward the outside of the umbrella, no longer sticking to her, but his right hand holding the umbrella remained in the same position, leaving most of the space under the umbrella to her.

“Huahua——”

now.

Zhao Rong felt that the whole world outside the umbrella was drowned by the sound of rain, but inside the umbrella it seemed like another world, surprisingly quiet.

He felt the atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.

But before Zhao Rong could think more about it.

The soft little hand covered her again.

He frowned and continued brushing.

Come again, little hand.

Brush down.

Come again, little hand.

Brush down.

Come back little hand

Brush down.

The little hands are coming back.

…

Again and again.

The soft little hands cling to Zhao Rong's right hand holding the umbrella.

Later on.

Zhao Rong couldn't brush her hand away or push her away.

The four hands of the two men were frozen on the umbrella handle.

suddenly.

In the heavy rain.

A strong wind suddenly blew up.

The umbrella slipped out of their hands during the struggle.

Blown away by the wind.

I don’t know where it flew to.

Suddenly.

Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao were both exposed to the heavy rain.

Get wet instantly.

“Huahuahua——”

The two stood still.

All remained silent.

Zhao Rong stared intently at Su Xiaoxiao in front of him.

The cold raindrops that fell from the sky, which were too heavy for the sea of ​​clouds to bear, hit his eyelids, but he didn't even blink.

In the darkness.

All I could see was Su Xiaoxiao tilting her head back, with her wet, sticky black hair blown up by the cold wind, making it impossible to see her face clearly.

But Zhao Rong could feel her gaze directed at him through the countless drops of rain between them.

Look him in the eye.

I guess her wet face hidden in the darkness is still extremely beautiful at this moment.

Is she still biting half of her pink lip, revealing a cute canine tooth, as usual?

This stupid girl.

But I really haven’t thought about it yet…

At this moment.

Su Xiaoxiao moved.

Vaguely visible in the darkness, she lowered her head, stretched out a trembling hand, and grasped Zhao Rong's palm.

Hold on tight.

Zhao Rong only felt that her little hand, which was just warm and soft, was now cold and wet, like a winter plum blossom blooming in the biting frost.

He didn't try to break free for a moment.

In the darkness, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly raised her head again. She tentatively stretched out her other hand and used both hands to pull Zhao Rong's right hand towards her chest.

Closer and closer.

She wanted to warm him with the warmest part of her wet body.

She believed that the heat from her heart, which was beating with life, could melt his hand, which made her feel cold and desperate.

only.

Next second.

Her movements came to an abrupt halt.

because.

He pulled his hand back forcefully.

Zhao Rong withdrew his hand and saw that Su Xiaoxiao's body suddenly became motionless. In an instant, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

He opened his mouth, ready to say something.

But there was no time to speak.

Su Xiaoxiao turned around suddenly, rushed out, and ran away without hesitation.

In an instant, it disappeared in the heavy rain.

"return!"

Zhao Rong opened his eyes, yelled loudly, and chased forward.

But the voice seemed to be covered by the sound of rain, and there was no response at all.

Zhao Rong ran wildly in the rain.

Following the general direction, he chased after it without stopping.

But the whole world was covered with rain and darkness.

Su Xiaoxiao had long disappeared.

I don’t know how long I ran.

The rain gradually subsided.

At some point.

Zhao Rong slowly stopped.

He supported his knees with his hands, stared blankly at the ground, gasped for breath, and his whole body was cold and wet.

Zhao Rong leaned back and sat on the ground.

"Hey, you're not chasing anymore?"

The voice of Gui sounded.

Zhao Rong remained silent, staring straight ahead.

There was still a dark forest ahead.

Gui Zai said: "You haven't been fooled by the rain, have you?"

Zhao Rong still didn't speak.

"In fact, I think this is quite good. It is better not to get involved in these worldly affairs, not only for yourself, but also for others. As cultivators, we should be pure-hearted, abstinent, and forget about emotions. We should not get involved in cause and effect, and focus on climbing the mountain... You don't have to look for your nominal wife. Let's change our appearance and go to Nan Xiaoyaozhou. I am familiar with that place. Let's go find someone who can help you change your fate and transform yourself..."

"I want them all."

Zhao Rong suddenly spoke, interrupting Gui's words.

"What did you say?"

"I said I want them all."

Gui: “What on earth are you talking about?”

Zhao Rong's voice was hoarse, which was the result of shouting hard in the rain just now.

"Do you know what Liu Sanbian's death taught me?"

I don’t want to know.

However, Gui still cooperated and said, "What's the reason?"

"responsibility."

Zhao Rong said calmly.

"In the past, I thought responsibility was just to do what one should do according to one's identity."

"Just like as a childhood sweetheart and husband, I will go thousands of miles north to return a jade token to Qingjun."

"Just like as a Confucian scholar, I spoke out when I felt unfair on the Qingfeng Pavilion ferry and saved Su Xiaoxiao from the sword of that young Sikou."

"Just like as a close friend and Confucian scholar, I helped Lin Wenruo participate in the Confucian and Taoist debate."

"Just like as a friend, I used my golden elixir to razed the Qin Mansion in Liangjing and took back Liu Sanbian's body."

"Another example."

"Liu Sanbian, as a son of man, went to kill Qin Ji alone and resolutely died."

"Lin Wenruo, as a minister and Confucian scholar, used Confucianism to save Zhongnan Kingdom."

"As a descendant of the Lanxi Lin family, Lin Qingxuan refused to betray his family."

“These are what I used to think of as my responsibilities.”

Gui asked curiously, “Isn’t this what responsibility is?”

Zhao Rong said in a deep voice: "Yes, but not entirely. The responsibility is not limited to this."

“We also have a responsibility.”

"That is, to prevent things that cannot bear the consequences from happening."

"This is what Liu Sanbian's death told me. He always regretted not bringing Liu Qingshan back to see his adoptive father until his death. This was his greatest regret and pain, and no matter how hard he tried to make amends, it could not be made up for."

"For the people I care about, this is the responsibility I should work hard to fulfill, rather than waiting until the regret that I can't bear the consequences occurs before fulfilling the so-called responsibility."

"That sounds... reasonable. Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for giving me this bowl of chicken soup."

Gui didn't know what he was thinking about. He was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled and spoke, using a word he had heard from Zhao Rong before.

"But what does this have to do with what you said about wanting everything?"

Zhao Rong said in a serious tone.

"Qingjun and Xiaoxiao, I want them all!"

“…”Return.