Juheshu

He Junnuo looked at Su Jinbo across from him and smiled for a long time, but his eyes gradually turned red.

"What I owe you, in the next life, I am willing to be a cow and a horse to repay you..."

The sky was slightly bright in the morning, and the two stayed in the courtyard like this all night.He Junnuo got up to leave, but didn't want to wake up Su Jinbo.

But when that hand opened the courtyard door, his face was instantly illuminated by the dazzling fire, and the officers and soldiers outside the courtyard surrounded the courtyard layer by layer.

Su Jinbo was awakened by the noisy voice, and looked at the crowd blankly, but finally her eyes stopped on the handsome and unruly face of the person outside the door.

"take away."

He was as calm as ever and as strong as a god.Su Jinbo stumbled over and grabbed the hand of the officers and soldiers who was suppressing He Junnuo.

"Speak clearly before taking people away."

He Junnuo looked up at him, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all.

"Su Jinbo, let go." It was Lin Huanmu's voice.

The officers and soldiers broke away from Su Jinbo's hand, and escorted He Junnuo away without hesitation.Su Jinbo stood there after he spoke, and suddenly understood something.

But before he opened his mouth, Lin Huanmu stepped forward and hugged him into his arms, pointing at his sleeping hole.Before he passed out, he could vaguely hear him talking to himself.

"Behead tomorrow at noon, you don't want to come."

Passing through the cold and damp corridor of the dungeon, Lin Huanmu saw He Junnuo, who was tightly bound by a rope and knelt against the prison wall.Walked up to him and looked at him with his back.

Suddenly he kicked He Junnuo's chest hard, with the crisp sound of bones breaking, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood donation.

"That kick I just wanted was to kill you."

The other party pursed his lips, licked away the donated blood with the tip of his tongue, and smiled at him.

"I know."

Lin Huanmu raised his foot again, stepped heavily on the injured place before, exerted force secretly, and rolled it bit by bit.

"You think you're hiding it well?"

Seeing that the man refused to answer any more, Lin Huanmu leaned over in a panic and raised his hand to hold He Junnuo's neck firmly, watching him struggle for breath.

"It was my negligence that night, and I actually took your drug."

"Why did you want to kill him?!!"

Lin Huanmu almost roared, and at the same time let go of his hand, watching the dying man gasping and coughing.

"How did you know where Beirong's letter was that night?"

He Junnuo was stunned for a moment and stopped coughing, and then coughed more violently.

Lin Huanmu frowned, looking at the blood he coughed up with disgust.She leaned over to lift him up and wiped off the remaining blood around his mouth with her cuff, and then slapped off the dust on his chest. Everything was as before, as if nothing had happened.

"I don't want him to be involved, you continue to be He Junnuo in his eyes."

"He will definitely come tomorrow. Your last play in this life should be more exciting."

He walked away step by step on the damp ground, and muddy water splashed on his boots, staining a piece of brocade.

At noon that day, He Junnuo was tightly bound and pushed forward.He lowered his eyes, not even feeling sad.

Su Jinbo stood under the stage, and was detained by Lin Huanmu's men.

Su Jinbo couldn't hear what those people were saying because they were too far apart. He saw the criminal officer take off He Junnuo's clothes layer by layer.

"Evacuate all irrelevant people."

This was his last sympathy for him, but it was only for Su Jinbo.

The twisted rope was wrapped around He Junnuo's neck, but the man still lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"stop!!!"

"Never mind, continue." Lin Huanmu stepped out of the chariot behind, and walked towards Su Jinbo step by step.He stood behind him, looking at his arms being held by others.

Lin Huanmu swung the two of them back, hugged him with both arms from behind, and blindfolded him with one hand.

"You don't want to save him."

The voice is not loud, but it has the stubbornness of a child's anger.

Suddenly someone yelled that there was an assassin, and when Lin Huanmu looked up again, the assassin had already fled, and He Junnuo had a long sword stuck in his heart, so sharp that it was rare to go on a hunger strike.

Everyone was in a daze, Lin Huanmu asked people not to chase after him.

There is cause and effect, their cause and effect, Lin Huanmu is unwilling to ask more.

He asked someone to take He Junnuo, who was already lifeless, and slowly sent him to cover Su Jinbo's eyes.

"Su Jinbo, let me ask you again now, do you hate me?"

The uneasiness between the words fell into Su Jinbo's ears.

"I do not hate you."

He paused and spoke again.

"But I will hate you for He Junnuo."

Just the day before yesterday, he was still standing in front of him, holding up the teacup, holding chess with his right hand, tilting his head and smiling.

The cups of tea are still warm, but they can't wait for someone to visit in the middle of the night.

He stepped forward and picked up the fine sand soaked in blood in front of him.Lin Huanmu followed behind him, following every step.

The handful of fine sand in my hand will never be extinguished if it is put into fire, and it will never be melted when it is put into water.It was actually a rare proof that he had stayed in this world.

"He is not guilty."

Lin Huanmu lowered his eyes, watching the fine sand leaking from between his fingers.With a crisp sound, Lin Huanmu's face was slapped to one side by Su Jinbo.

"Killing."