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Chapter 4069 of 5250

Chapter 4069: Champion

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"Can you bear not seeing her again?"

"Why not?"

"But you obviously like her!" Mu Gong couldn't understand why, "If I didn't

guess wrong, Zhao You didn't even know that you have other thoughts about her,

right?"

Zhang Lichen still ignored her.

Mu Gong couldn't get a reply, so he smiled and said: "Since the owner only

likes her and doesn't want to marry her, why not marry me? I won't go

anywhere, I just want to stay here."

"That's good." Zhang Lichen said lightly, "However, unfortunately, I am not

interested in you."

"Interest can be cultivated slowly..."

Mu Gong caught up.

Zhang Lichen turned around and said, "I can let go even those who are

interested in me, let alone those who are not interested in you?"

Mu Gong was stunned: "Doesn't the owner plan to marry a wife and have

children?"

"Never had this plan."

"Even if you meet someone you like?"

"It was the same in the past, and it will be the same in the future. My plan

for life will not change because of meeting anyone."

"..."

Mu Gong has nothing to say.

She was completely convinced.

But she couldn't help asking the last question: "Why did you plan to never be

a biological child?"

Zhang Lichen walked in silence for a while, and said: "It's just a personal

choice made under different life experiences."

Abandoned by his mother since he was a child, he went to Piaoyunzhuang alone

at the age of ten, and was then destroyed by his own mother.

His life is lonely, there is no family affection.

Mu Gong didn't understand this, and Zhang Lichen was not interested in

explaining it.

He glanced in the distance.

There is a little girl he likes, riding her beloved white horse, happily

running towards home.

How could he use his devastated life to hold her happiness.

...

The children's return journey went smoothly.

From the warm south. In the night of small bridges and flowing water, to the

north covered in silver.

From midwinter to grass, the warbler flies.

When she finally arrived in Kyoto after a long journey, it was already April.

Go back to the familiar place again and let the children have mixed feelings.

She led the horse and walked slowly on the streets that had been walked

countless times, recalling the happy time with her family in the past.

Suddenly there was the sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums in the

distance.

Many people swarmed in that direction, with joy and excitement on everyone's

face.

The child stopped, thinking that it was a marrying lady from an unknown

family. It was such a battle.

She didn't care, leading her horse to the side of the road, and when she went

around the road, she saw a group of people crowding around a young man, riding

a tall horse, slowly coming.

The young man was dressed in a red python robe and a golden black gauze cap,

with a handsome face and a faint smile on his face.

The child's gaze swept away, and then he was stunned.

The red-robed boy on the tall horse is so familiar.

That face exactly like the master.

It can never be a master.

The master has a cold temperament, which is far less warm and bright than the

boy's smile.

Is it really Shui Yijun?

The toddler stopped in place, separated by thousands of people, watching him

being surrounded by the crowd, slowly coming.

It's near.

Cheers, laughter and praise erupted all around.

The teenager gently raised his hand to thank the crowd with a smile.

His eyes swept, and his eyes met.

He smiled at the toddler, and then walked away again, surrounded by him.

The child's eyes follow his back, still in a dream.