Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Bai Youning squatted under the big tree playing with mud, looking up at Zhenxi's bedroom from time to time.

The old tree spirit asked, "Little Baibai, are you unhappy again today?"

Yes, unhappy again.

To be precise, she hadn't been happy in the past few days, and Xun tried every means to coax her to no avail.

Bai Youning was young, but sighed old-fashionedly, "Brother Jing Lan seems to have had an accident. Master is in a bad mood. He hasn't been out of the bedroom or eaten for several days..."

Hearing this, the old tree spirit also sighed.

Bai Youning didn't understand what happened to Shushan, but the old tree spirit knew it all.

After all, if he was a tree spirit growing in Suicune's courtyard, he would naturally be extremely anxious when something like this happened, but there was nothing he could do.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps approaching the courtyard.

The old tree spirit urged Bai Youning, who was making a clay figurine, "There is a visitor, you go and greet her."

Bai Youning couldn't get up to do anything, so he stood up slowly, stepped on the clay figurine slowly, and walked a few steps towards the gate of the courtyard slowly, seeing a thin figure approaching in the distance.

After the figure approached, Bai Youning bowed to him with her small body, and said in a milky voice, "I have seen Mr. Qing Heng."

Qing Heng looked at her with a smile in his eyes, suddenly squatted down, took out a handkerchief from his bosom, and gently wiped her little hands covered in dirt.

"Is Xi'er there?"

Bai Youning fiddled with her head, and couldn't help complaining, "Master hasn't eaten or drank for several days, Mr. Qing Heng, please persuade Master."

"Okay." Qing Heng patted her on the head lightly, smiling like a spring breeze, "I will definitely persuade your master."

After finishing speaking, she stood up and walked towards Zhenxi's bedroom.

He didn't knock on the door, but directly opened the door and walked in. He saw that Zhenxi was lying on the table, not sleeping, but in a daze, unable to raise his spirits, so dim that he lost all brilliance.

Qing Heng-jun went to sit opposite her and poured himself a cup of tea.

After taking a sip of tea, he asked, "What are you thinking?"

"Thinking about...something..." The woman replied vaguely, her voice was so weak that she hadn't eaten for a long time.

"I was thinking, how to protect Panlan?"

As if she was being poked in her mind, she was finally willing to raise her eyes and look at him.

Soon, it hung down again, and suddenly called out.

"Brother-in-law."

Qing Heng-jun's hand holding the teacup tightened immediately, and he was stunned for a while before recovering.

"It's been a long time since you called me that."

He spoke in a half-joking tone, but his expression was a little stiff.

Zhenxi asked, "Did you feel the same way when my sister died?"

"After your sister died, you can't see my fallen appearance clearly enough?"

"And now?" she continued to ask.

Qingheng-Jun smiled helplessly, "Xi'er, you always think that time can take away everything. In fact, you are wrong. Time will leave scars on your heart one after another, always reminding you of those pains. No matter How long has passed, when I think of your sister, my heart still hurts, that's all, because the pain now no longer hinders my pace of walking forward, I can live while suffering. One day, You can be like me too."

Zhen Xi couldn't imagine what kind of torture it would be to live in pain.

Qing Heng stood up and patted her on the head, "Stop thinking about Jing Lan, and think about your own future."