Chapter 1139 You Have to Like Me, Like Me Longer 91

Outside the misty and rainy city, the army was swearing an oath before going out to battle. The resounding oath was transmitted through the mighty army. In Wen Jian's ears, it seemed that the distance between him and Qingzhi was completely drawn out of thin air. Far……

Southern Xinjiang is too far away.

Wen Jian didn't know why Qingzhi made such a decision suddenly, was it because of him?

If it was because of him, then he regretted saying those words.

The premise of what he said was that he didn't want Qingzhi to be more sad after learning the truth, but he didn't want Qingzhi to go to such a distant place to suffer.

This is not what he wants.

He finally got out of the carriage and chased along the front of the army.

He is young, dressed in military uniform, with tied hair, staring indescribably in the direction of the distance, no longer the fear and anxiety when holding him the day before yesterday.

For a moment, he had an illusion that Qingzhi had grown up after all under the baptism of pain.

And he didn't want his youth to grow up at all.

He always felt that he would always protect Qingzhi from any harm, but in the end he was the one who hurt her...

One after another, the rain fell on him coldly.

He heard a familiar voice with a cold voice ordering: "Let's go."

Then Wen Jian didn't know if she made a hoarse voice, and called her "Qing Zhi", Qing Zhi reined in her horse, sat on the horse and turned her head calmly, and saw Wen Jian's person.

There was still no expression on Qingzhi's face, she just stared at him for a moment, and then looked away lightly.

Wen Jian did not catch up again.

In a trance, there seemed to be an illusion that nothing happened between them, they were still the same as before, she went out to fight, and he saw him off.

He remembered what she said, he had to stand behind her every time and watch her go, so that no matter how far Qingzhi walked, as long as he thought of Little Brother Jian behind him, he would no longer be afraid.

But this time, Wen Jian watched Qing Zhi's departure, but felt that her heart was about to be gouged out, and she was cut off, and the pain was so painful that she could hardly breathe.

Qing Zhi was not much better, probably because she was too reluctant. She took advantage of the rain and didn't dare to let her parents send her out of the city. She was afraid that she would miss her parents and couldn't help but think to cry.

Because this is Qingzhi's first time going to such a far place, even though her parents will make preparations for her in southern Xinjiang, but after all, she is leaving the northern city.

Moreover, it was a departure with an uncertain return date.

She thought she was ready, but the moment she turned her head and saw Wen Jian, she couldn't deny that the city that she had finally built in her heart was once again crumbled to pieces.

She had to leave quickly so that Wen Jian wouldn't see her expressionless and tearful face looking into the distance after turning around...

Qingzhi tried very hard to pretend that she was still the same as before. She was as ignorant of the world as always, always like a little girl who didn't grow up, and Wen Jian had to watch her leave every time.

But she had to understand clearly and painfully that she might have grown up.

Perhaps this is the price of growing up.

After all, Qingzhi left.

The two clearly saw each other, but they couldn't even say a word.

Wen Jian returned to the mansion in a daze, Wen Zhigu saw that the gauze on Wen Jian's head was already stained red with blood, she grabbed his hand and called him several times,