Chapter 822 God’s Will Is Unpredictable

Xie Jin took off the second layer of clothes in a small forest twenty miles outside Fengshi. His shirt, trousers, and boots were all taken off and piled together, and they were all set on fire and burned.

Before the clothes were burned, Mo Lingan also arrived. Like Xie Jin, he took off the second layer of clothes and shoes and socks, threw them into the fire without saying a word, stood barefoot in front of the fire, and watched silently. Clothes were engulfed in fireworks.

Although the two of them have different statuses in the imperial capital, they have always been calm, noble, and suave. This is the first time they have been so disheveled in the wilderness.

The night wind blew by, and the flames swayed rapidly and then burned more intensely, making the burning clothes make a squeaking sound.

Ming Yan and Ming Mei arrived one after another, silently doing the same thing, taking off their clothes and shoes and throwing them into the fire.

The fireworks dimmed, and then the flames shot higher.

The four of them were barefoot, standing here alone in the cold night of late autumn, wearing only a thin black suit, like abandoned travelers.

The jumping firelight illuminated the embarrassment of the four people at this time, as well as the calmness between their eyebrows.

Silence lasted for a moment.

"I think we need four hares." Mo Lingan spoke first, his voice was light and there was no sound, "Are you hungry?"

"Hungry." Xie Jin took a step back and sat on the floor, his eyes falling on the burning fire. "I also need a cup of hot tea."

Ming Yan didn't say anything, and lit another bonfire nearby with the help of fire. Ming Mei went to pick up some branches, set up a shelf on the fire, and the two of them quickly disappeared into the woods.

"We have to be isolated from them for these two days. We have to learn to be self-reliant." Mo Lingan sat down next to Xie Jin, "Xie Jin, have you ever thought that you will die young?"

This question is a bit abrupt, but it somehow fits the scene tonight.

Xie Jin was silent for a moment and said in a leisurely tone: "I have thought about it before."

Mo Lingan raised his eyebrows: "Your majestic chief minister's legitimate son actually thought that he would die young?"

"Is it weird?" Xie Jin smiled lightly, "God's will is unpredictable. No one can be sure how long he can live. There is nothing wrong with thinking about it earlier."

In fact, I was young at that time, with an arrogant and arrogant temperament, and I thought I had long ignored life and death. The fact is that I had not even experienced real life, and my thoughts were really childish.

Mo Lingan nodded: "What now?"

Now?

"Now I am naturally afraid of death. After all, I have more worries." A gentle smile appeared on Xie Jin's face, "But having said that, life and death are not matters that I can decide. Although I was not afraid of death before, I didn't want to die either. , because I still have parents, and this wonderful world is worth cherishing.”

Mo Lingan hummed: "That makes sense."

"Life and death have always been about whether they are worth it or not, not whether they are worth it or not." Xie Jin said, "Even if I now have someone I need to care about for the rest of my life, if I really encounter something that requires me to sacrifice my life, I still have to put the overall situation first."

Even a beggar knows that it is better to live than to die, not to mention that he, a person who has never experienced setbacks in half his life, is born to enjoy glory and wealth, so there is no reason for him to look down on life and death too much.

Besides, now that I have a beloved young man, I should protect my life even more for him.

Mo Lingan lay slowly on the ground and looked up at the sky: "Master Jiu's mind is indeed extraordinary. We ordinary people need to learn from it."

Xie Jin snorted: "If I had a choice, I wouldn't want to sacrifice my life for justice. I would also like to grow old with Yaoyao."

"What if you regret it before you are old?" Mo Lingan tilted his head to look at him, "Maybe just after your thirties, you will suddenly find that after tasting the freshness, you are still as gentle as water. The soft beauties are cuter.”

When Xie Jin heard this, his eyebrows narrowed slightly: "What do you mean, instead of being unlucky in the future, why not go to hell first while the deep love is still there and the relationship is still good, so that Yaoyao will remember me for the rest of his life?"

Mo Lingan said: "Are you willing to do so?"

"Are you sick, or am I sick?" Xie Jin glanced sideways at him, "I have been with Yaoyao for just two years. If I die now, Yaoyao won't cry to death?"