Rescue the loyal dog system

When Su Mu and Ling Wei came over, they saw the Song Mansion decorated with lanterns and festoons, covered with red silk, Gu Wuyi propped his chin and looked expressionlessly at the busy servants.

"Do you regret it?" Ling Wei asked, standing next to Gu Wuyi.

"I don't regret anything later. If I could come again, I would choose to meet her." After all, this is the purest girl I have ever met, and the warmth I have never felt before.

"Is she married?" Ling Wei presented what happened in the past three months before her eyes, and she had a general understanding of the situation, but she didn't plan to break it out, she just sat down.

"Aren't you going to do something?" Seeing that Gu Wuyi didn't answer, Su Mu asked.

"If it were me, I would definitely snatch Song Zhixin away." Su Mu thought about what he would do if Ling Wei married another man, and he opened his mouth lightly, but got Ling Wei's slap on his waist.

Gu Wuyi shook her head, she wanted to have Song Zhixin, but she was not a robber, and she could not ignore Song Zhixin's feelings to satisfy her selfish desires.If Song Zhixin was forced, then she would definitely take her away, but since she was voluntary, he shouldn't force her.

The conversation in the room just now was Gu Wuyi's struggle, she wanted to see in Song Zhixin's eyes her unwillingness to this wedding, or even a little liking for herself.

But no, Gu Wuyi has never liked someone before, and he doesn't know what it's like to be truly liked by someone, but listening to Song Zhixin's calm heartbeat, Gu Wuyi believed that Song Zhixin was just fascinated by love for a while, After she woke up, she stopped moving.

"Then what will you do in the future?" Different people have different ideas about love, and Su Mu can't say that Gu Wuyi's approach is wrong, it's just a different choice.

Gu Wuyi stopped holding the knife, was silent for a while, and said, "I want to accompany her."

Gu Wuyi didn't speak any more, he concentrated on carving the wood in his hand, even if his finger was scratched by a knife, he didn't stop, he just threw the blood-stained wood aside, regardless of the fact that the wood carving already had a seven-point shape.

If Gu Wuyi wants to give, he must give the best.

As the morning light broke, Gu Wuyi put a bunch of wood carvings beside him, looked at the puppet in his hand, his expressionless face was disgusting, this was himself in Gu Wuyi's eyes.

"Sister, you look so pretty when you smile."

Suddenly recalling what she said to herself when she first met Song Zhixin, Gu Wuyi picked up the knife next to him, put a smile on the puppet, and put it in his arms.

"Boss, I give it to you, first I wish you a happy wedding." Gu Wuyi smiled, and handed the wood carving in front of Song Zhixin, lowered his eyelids, covering the sadness and pain in his eyes, his face was always indifferent .

"Thank you, Sister Gu." Song Zhixin pretended not to see the sadness in the other party's eyes, her sleeves covered her clenched fists, but she didn't go to catch Gu Wuyi's things.

After a sleepless night, Song Zhixin no longer had the energy to get up.

Gu Wuyi's face became even paler, he pulled the corners of his mouth weakly, then forced a smile, and put the wood carving on the table, on the red cloth decorated with bright red colors, there was a desolate and gloomy look, and another wood carving next to him It looks like a Biren, but it is an endless irony.

"Sister Gu, on the day you get married, my sister will definitely give you a big gift." Song Zhixin's smile remained unchanged, but she looked at Gu Wuyi with an unfathomable misty look.

Gu Wuyi opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, he couldn't stand the silence, turned around and left slowly, but he didn't wait for Song Zhixin to persuade him to stay.

In Yulin City in May, it was cloudy and rainy, and it hadn’t been clear for a long time, and there was a light rain outside again. Gu Wuyi didn’t stop, and walked straight into the rain, like the light smoke on the ancient bridge in the early autumn morning, as weak as It will disappear with the wind at any time, and with the rain, the dust will drop, floating on the bank of the smoky Qingqiu River.

Song Zhixin just watched from afar, watching Gu Wuyi walk into the rain curtain, walk out of the small courtyard, and then walk out of his own world.

Gu Wuyi didn't bring anything with him when he came, but he left behind a lot when he left. Song Zhixin carefully put those small objects away, looked at the pair of wood carvings, and smiled softly.

Picking up the wood carving representing Gu Wuyi, he stroked the familiar eyebrows with his fingers, but stopped on his lips, looked at that far-fetched smile, and smiled as well.

Song Zhixin was sitting in front of the dressing table, picking up a pen to draw on her eyebrows quietly, but from the pale face in the mirror, she saw her former self, smiling sweetly.

Biting her lips tightly was the only way she could resist chasing Gu Wuyi's desire. The pain of biting her lips was less than a ten-thousandth of the pain in her heart. Song Zhixin wiped the blood overflowing from her lips with her fingertips, and slowly smeared it on the pale face. On her lips, blood was added, and the fiery red coquettish spread along the corners of her eyes, and crystal tears flowed out.

After all, Song Zhixin still couldn't bear it. When losing someone in his life, he felt such a heart-pounding pain, but he knew clearly that Gu Wuyi would never come back.

Zhao Mingwei walked into the room and watched Song Zhixin cover up her paleness with gorgeous makeup, and her spine was straight under the light-colored robe, with an unknown stubbornness.

"Brother Mingwei, thank you." Song Zhixin's voice was neither sad nor happy, and he met Zhao Mingwei's eyes suddenly feeling guilty.

Zhao Mingwei was about to leave, leaving Yulin City, and sent an invitation to Song Zhixin in advance, wanting to invite her to have a farewell party.The moment Song Zhixin saw Zhao Mingwei, she suddenly had an idea, pretending to marry him, fulfilling her father's wish.

also absolutely...

The heart of no one to rely on.

After getting married, it was only natural for him to follow Zhao Mingwei to do business in other places. Although his father would be sad for a while, but with Aunt Xie and Xiao Mingguo around, he would be fine.Sister Gu is so good, there must be better people to accompany her.

Gu Wuyi stood at the gate of the Song Mansion, holding the map and keys given by the woman in white, but did not choose to go to Bai Linyuan to live in seclusion, she still wanted to be by Song Zhixin's side.

Indeed, Song Zhixin never told herself that she liked her, and she also told herself that she wanted to marry Zhao Mingwei, but this wedding was too hasty, although it was because Zhao Mingwei was about to leave Yulin City, so it was so rushed.

Gu Wuyi still harbored hope in his heart.

Three days before the wedding, the couple were not allowed to meet each other, so Song Zhixin just stayed in the room and rarely stepped out of the door, so that Gu Wuyi had no way of knowing her inner thoughts.

Three days later, it seemed that the sky was also beautiful. The originally gloomy weather was instantly clear. Song Zhixin got married, and she had the red makeup she had been looking forward to. Her father talked and laughed at Yan Yan in the hall. Everything else is as good as a dream.

The wedding went on as usual, Song Zhixin sat in the room and felt that she was reincarnated, although she still couldn't change the ending of her early death, but her father had Aunt Xie, met Qin Keke, Hanxiao and Mo Huaisang, and knew what love was, Already worth it.

Song Zhixin told himself over and over again in his heart that he should not be greedy, but he still had a secret expectation in his heart.

However, until Zhao Mingwei entered the new house, he could wait until Gu Wuyi came over. Song Zhixin didn't know whether he was disappointed or relieved, turned off the lights, and chatted with Zhao Mingwei about the future.

Gu Wuyi was outside, watching the candles go out, feeling a little cold, but still stubbornly guarding the door, listening to the people inside talking about some things, including Song Confucianism and Xie Yun, Zhao Mingwei's children and career , but not myself.

Gu Wuyi stayed outside the door all night, until the conversation in the room became quieter and fell asleep, he was relieved. When he looked up, he saw Song Rusheng standing in front of him, his eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"You like confidantes." Song Rusheng had a gloomy face, his sharp eyes seemed to pierce Gu Wuyi, his tone was flat, as if he had seen through everything long ago, and he was just stating a fact.

"Yes." Gu Wuyi was not afraid of what Song Confucian students would do, so he was calm and composed.

Song Rusheng felt that Song Zhixin's behavior was a bit strange recently, but he couldn't find the reason. After observing, he found that Gu Wuyi, who had been by his daughter's side all the time, had different feelings for his daughter, and Song Zhixin's behavior was not like that. It is the performance that a woman who is about to marry should have.

Song Confucianism had an idea in his mind, Song Zhixin would not like Gu Wuyi, but considering his own thoughts, he would marry Zhao Mingwei.

Song Rusheng wanted to see if the bridal chamber was in name only, but he did not expect to see Gu Wuyi at the door of the new house. Song Rusheng thought about it for several days, if Song Zhixin ruined his happiness for himself, this is definitely not what he wanted.

"You go with Zhixin. If she is unhappy, bring her back." Song Rusheng turned around, his back was a little tired, and he waved his hand before Gu Wuyi could answer.

Gu Wuyi didn't expect Song Confucianism to call him here, and he actually said this.The best expectation is that Song Confucianism will let him leave, so that he won't let him pester Song Zhixin any more.Looking at Song Rusheng's back, Gu Wuyi didn't say anything, just sat in front of the door, watching the moonlight like water.

On the second day of their wedding, Song Zhixin and Zhao Mingwei left Yulin City. Gu Wuyi followed the carriage and followed all the way. They walked and stopped for a few days, but they didn't see Song Zhixin stepping out of the carriage.

After thinking about it, Gu Wuyi planned to find out after they settled down.Another night, a group of people arrived at Baixi City and stayed in the house that had been arranged earlier.

Seeing that everyone had already settled down, Gu Wuyi climbed to the roof of Song Zhixin's house and found that she was the only one in the room. He was surprised when he heard Song Zhixin's violent coughing, and the blood on the handkerchief shocked Gu Wuyi even more.

Gu Wuyi entered through the window, and before he could make a sound, he saw her fall straight to the ground, holding Song Zhixin in his arms, and smelled the faint smell of herbs at the tip of her nose.

Is she sick?

Gu Wuyi thought a lot, arranged Song Zhixin, went out to find Zhao Mingwei and wanted him to see a doctor, but she took out the porcelain bottle with ease and poured a few pills for Song Zhixin.

"What happened to Zhixin?"

"She's been poisoned, and time is running out." Zhao Mingwei was silent, after all, he still didn't listen to Song Zhixin's words and told the reason why she married him.

"Impossible!" Gu Wuyi would rather that Song Zhixin married Zhao Mingwei because he liked him, than that she didn't want to make Song Confucian sad or herself sad because she was dying soon.

As if he couldn't accept the news, Gu Wuyi's first reaction was to refute, choosing to deceive himself, looking at the doctor Zhao Mingwei was looking for with a cold face, frowning for diagnosis, and then shaking his head helplessly.

"Boom!" Gu Wuyi was awakened by the sound of thunder, and suddenly thought of why he came here.

In pursuit of stability, she came to Song Zhixin's side, but unexpectedly, she got real salvation.Even though Song Zhixin didn't need her and didn't want to leave Nuannuan, she didn't expect the light to go out.

Gu Wuyi felt ups and downs in his heart, and regardless of the pouring rain outside, he ran all the way to the suburbs, shouting to the sky: "Come out!!"

"I know you can hear me! Are you coming out?!"

Gu Wuyi drew out his sword and vented around, standing there waiting, his tied black hair didn't know when it would come loose, and was wet and stuck to his body by the rain, looking very embarrassed.Gu Wuyi stubbornly stood where he was, but finally knelt on the ground powerlessly.

"You save Zhixin! Please come out and save her!"

Gu Wuyi knelt there all night, his heart grew cold, but he didn't wait for Su Mu or Ling Wei, but Zhao Mingwei said, "Sister Song wants to see you."

Gu Wuyi stood up and threw the dagger far away, as if he wanted to cut through the sky and declare war on the sky, a lonely and proud back straightened, no longer showing weakness.

Before seeing Song Zhixin, Gu Wuyi changed his clothes and tied up his hair. He was dressed in black and looked as dashing as when he first saw him.

"Sister Gu." Song Zhixin saw Gu Wuyi coming in with a smile on his face, knowing that Gu Wuyi already knew about his physical condition, he felt a little calm in his heart.

"Let's go, I'll show you outside." On the way back, Gu Wuyi had already told Zhao Mingwei that he wanted to take Song Zhixin for a walk outside.

Song Zhixin looked into Gu Wuyi's eyes, the inside was clear, clearly reflecting his own figure, Rumo's black hair was a little messy, which made the whole person more delicate.

With a small smile, he opened his hands after a long time, wrapped his arms around Gu Wuyi's neck, buried his face in Gu Wuyi's arms, and sighed, "Let's go."

Let's go, for the rest of my life, I will accompany you to see the end of the world.

Zhao Mingwei didn't say anything, and handed Gu Wuyi a bundle, which contained silver taels and some medicine, and watched Gu Wuyi carry Song Zhixin into the carriage.

"drive!"

"I'll wait for you to come back together!" As soon as Gu Wuyi finished speaking, Zhao Mingwei shouted to them.

Zhao Mingwei didn't hear the reply, but saw Gu Wuyi raised his whip high, and then drove towards the direction of the rising sun, facing the light, a shadow fell.

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