Chapter 148

Fu Tong looked at Fu Qianyuan's hand that stretched in front of him and didn't say anything for a long time.

Such silence fell on Fu Qianyuan's heart, which undoubtedly made his whole heart heavy.

His eyes stopped on Fu Tong, his eyes focused and serious, and he could not see the helplessness and panic he had before. In fact, he was still very nervous and a little scared.

Yesterday, when Long Yuan stretched out his hand to Fu Tong like now, he got a glimpse of the latter's indifferent and tiredness. What will happen now?

Fu Qianyuan didn't know and didn't dare to think about it, for fear that even what he saw in his imagination would be the result he didn't want to see.

He was not such a timid and cowardly person in the past, but if he cared too much, he would be prone to gains and losses and just wanted to choose to escape.

But there are some things that cannot be avoided.

After hearing what Fu Tong and Wen Rong said, Fu Qianyuan knew that if he hid and did nothing, the future path between him and Fu Tong would be even more difficult.

There is even no way out, and it ends here.

This is not a result he can bear.

Fu Qianyuan felt obscure, but he didn't want the people in front of him to see it, which would affect his mood, so he tried his best to restrain himself and quietly waited for Fu Tong's answer as if he was waiting for the trial.

He thought he had hidden these very well, but he didn't know that some emotions could not be hidden, just like now-

That kind of carefulness, even with many prayers, fell into Fu Tong's eyes so clearly, no matter how hard he restrained it, it was useless.

This look made Fu Tong feel that his heart was burned. It was difficult for him to describe his current mood in words. He only felt that something was missing in the most important position in his heart, and it was empty and depressing.

He didn't like this feeling, so he lowered his head to avoid Fu Qianyuan's fourth line and stopped looking at him.

Thinking that this was a rejection, Fu Qianyuan was stunned, his eyes dimmed a lot in an instant, but at this moment, he heard Fu Tong's voice sound and called his name softly: "Fu Qianyuan."

Fu Qianyuan looked at him, and the expectations and prayers in his eyes became clearer.

Fu Tong lowered his head: "...Let me walk on the mountain."

In a simple sentence, there is no difference between Fu Qianyuan and Shureng at this time.

The dimness in Fu Qianyuan's eyes dissipated and he almost responded in an instant: "Okay."

After saying that, he felt it was not enough, so he asked Fu Tong: "Zaizi, where do you want to go? Longmianjian or Pine Berlin?"

"Just just go around."

Fu Tong looked at him, and after saying this, he didn't say anything again. He turned around and walked down the mountain. Fu Qianyuan followed him forward, looking at the pine and cypress stream water and the gentle flowers beside the stream water.

The desolate and withered Longxun Mountain yesterday only a day later, and it has a bright vitality again because of the return of its master.

But no one appreciates this vitality for the time being.

Fu Qianyuan's eyes almost stopped from beginning to end on the people around him, and he had no time to care about anything else. But Fu Tong said that he was just walking around casually, and he didn't go to the places he liked before, but just walked straight forward.

, go deeper and farther down the mountain.

The wind on the mountain gradually stopped, the sunset in the distance was about to fade, and the night gradually covered.

Before the night came completely, Fu Tong finally stopped in front of a flower bush.

The flowers with very gentle colors seemed to be covered with a faint white mist in the twilight around them, which was very beautiful, but Fu Tong knew that this was not the best time for it to look at. When it was night, everything on the mountain was covered with ink.

When it is, it will shine brightly in the dark night, as bright as the stars in the sky.

Its name was named Fu Tong, and its name was Wanzhao, which was Fu Qianyuan's favorite flower in the past.

He felt that the day when the Heavenly Dao Zhao Ling left Longxun Mountain, this was the flower that Fu Tong gave him.

Fu Qianyuan looked at the night-shao flowers in front of him, thinking about the day he left and what happened in the past thousand five hundred years later, and felt a silence in his heart and said nothing.

Fu Tong was in a good mood. He leaned over and picked a few flowers in his hand, and chuckled slightly at it.

"Remember it? Late photos."

Fu Tong turned his head to look at Fu Qianyuan.

"I remember you liked it the most at the beginning, so I always looked for it all over the mountains and wanted to take it back and give it to you, but there were too few of it. I could only find two or three flowers on the mountain, a trivial one.

Diandian, if you don’t look at it at home, you can’t see it at all.”

“It can be seen.”

After Fu Tong's words, Fu Qianyuan finally made a sound, and a heavy sound next to Fu Tong.

How come you can't see it?

The bright and gentle flowers at home are his baby who specially found the gifts he gave him with a lingering mood, but the baby is easily shy, so he never says that, just say that he is watching while playing outside.

When I got what I brought back, I forgot that I still had the dead branches and dust that I had not had time to clean up, and I didn’t see him sending the flowers to Fu Qianyuan, and he was happy, bright and shy.

His baby, looking at the arrogant and irritable emotions, was actually softer than anyone else's bones.

The two or three flowers at home have not fallen for 230 years. It is the tenderness that Meng Qi himself thinks is insignificant, but deeply engraved in Fu Qianyuan's heart.

Fu Qianyuan is always moved by this.

But now, Fu Qianyuan felt more distressed than being moved.

Because Fu Tong's next words.

"Once upon a time, I couldn't find it, thinking it was just a small one, until later you left Longxun Mountain and I started looking for you."

"I'm looking for you like crazy."

"During that time, I searched all the places on the mountain, and even the most remote corners were not left. I don't know how many times I have searched for it. Later, I forgot when I found it, and only then did I know if I could find it if I found it.

Go to it, not because it is less, but because I found the wrong place.”

“…”

"I just didn't expect that the night pictures are like this, and so are you."

Fu Qianyuan was stunned.

But Fu Tong was still smiling, holding the flowers in his hands together and wrapping them into a bouquet, and slowly handing them to him.

"I have been looking for you for so many years, but I haven't found it, not because you are not here, but because I have also found the wrong place."

"The mountain peaks and mountains are so close, it only takes more than twenty minutes to walk over, not even half the distance between the road we just now."

"I have been searching for 1,500 years but haven't found you."

Fu Tong looked at Fu Qianyuan, and his smile on his face remained unchanged: "You said, isn't it ridiculous?"

“…”

What does it feel like to be thrown into a pile of gravel and grind back and forth?

Fu Qianyuan had never tasted it, but he felt that no matter what, it would not hurt more than he is now, making his eyes seem wet in this moment.

He looked at Fu Tong. In the past, he could say a pale sorry at this time. Even though Fu Tong didn't like to listen, now he was all alone and could not say anything.

He can only remain silent.

The last layer of twilight finally faded in the rustling mountain breeze. The night covered Longxun Mountain, but it did not fall into darkness. The stars in the sky were bright, adorned on the night sky, reflecting the appearance of the two people below little by little.

In the quiet night, Fu Tongxian said: "Fu Qianyuan, I feel very tired."

He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly in the stars and the soft moonlight.

"I want to stop, don't want to look for it anymore, and don't want to chase it anymore."

Fu Qianyuan's heart instantly sank to the bottom of the valley.

He listened to Fu Tong's tired and tired voice, and felt apprehensive in his heart: "It's not like that, baby, we--"

Before the following words could be said, they were interrupted by Fu Tong's voice.

"So, I actually want to ask you now-"

He met Fu Qianyuan's eyes again, and his expression was equally serious: "What did you say to me just now?"

Fu Qianyuan was stunned.

The next second, after realizing Fu Tong's meaning, his eyes lit up instantly, but hesitated to look at Fu Tong: "Baby, is it... what I mean?"

He was cautious and the hope in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Fu Tong didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly.

Such a calm, even a cold reaction, gave Fu Qianyuan great courage at this time.

He calmed down, put aside the panic and hesitation before, and reached out to Fu Tong seriously and solemnly, and reiterated what he said on the top of the mountain: "I want to pursue you again, are you willing to give me this opportunity?"

"This time, you don't have to look for it or chase it. I'll give it to me."

“I’m here anytime.”

"As long as you stand there, look back or call me, I will come to you in an instant."

"Baby..."

He looked at Fu Tong with a serious look: "I love you."

Word-by-word is love words and promises.
To be continued...