Don't Forget Everything

Two years ago, in Beijing.

Cloudy and rainy days always make people feel unmotivated, especially when it is windy and cold, most people are reluctant to go out.

Song Yilin was wearing a coir raincoat and was sitting in front of the carriage. The carriage was tied in front of the teahouse. Wei Shao had been in the teahouse for nearly half an hour, and it was time to come out.

Song Yilin tilted her head and leaned aside, half-closed her eyes, quietly watching the drizzle on the empty long street, and the bluestone slabs being washed clean.

At the end of the long street was the Yamen of Dali Temple, the guards in front of the gate stood still, leaving the two big stone lions useless.

Suddenly a person came from the end of the street with an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, as if he was no different from the others. When that person walked past Song Yilin, Song Yilin's eyes could not help but be attracted to him.

The robe on that person was simple in style, and the elegant light blue was like a lake after the rain, with an indescribable tranquility and purity, and this person made Song Yilin feel this way, even though his face was hidden in the oil-paper umbrella, Song Yilin couldn't see clearly, the broken black hair was wet by the rain and pasted on the cheeks and neck, his face was pale, and the chin that exposed the edge of the umbrella was as smooth as jade. nice.

The man walked to the gate of Dali Temple, but was stopped by the guard with a horizontal knife.

The wind and rain were loud, and Song Yilin could only vaguely hear the man saying that his name was Wen Ran, and that he would see Lu Zhengshan, Minister of Dali Temple, for a case.

Wen Ran...

Song Yilin smiled lightly, then frowned, he seemed to have heard of the surname Wen somewhere, as if it was just today, many people in the teahouse whispered about it.

It was the case of Wai Lang Wen Yuanchang, a member of the Ministry of Rites. It was said that the concubine of the Wen family said something wrong at a banquet a few days ago, and he was taken to prison in Dali Temple the next day before he woke up from the wine.

The Wen family is a prosperous family in this dynasty, inheriting the title of the Duke of Yi, and there are many ancestors who have contributed to the country. Today, the Wen family has many talents, and there are many high-ranking ones. Three years ago, His Majesty drafted the daughter of the Wen family. Being a Xiuyuan brought the Wen family to a higher level, and the favor he received since the opening of the dynasty was almost indescribable.

During a night of banquets, several officials at the court jointly impeached Wen Yuanchang, a member of the Ministry of Ceremonies. From talking about the disrespect of the late emperor to slandering His Majesty's disobedience, they talked eloquently for half an hour, scolding Wen Yuanchang for harboring evil intentions and blasphemy Cursing, complaining about it, and digging up many other things that have happened to the Wen family over the years, I wish I could weave hundreds of charges for Wen Shiluo in court, talking and talking, not only Wen Yuanchang has committed a heinous crime, but even the entire Wen family should be punished immediately Killed at the entrance of the city, His Majesty was so angry that he attacked the case, ordered Dali Temple to take the man, and left in a huff.

Wai Lang, a member of the Ministry of Rites, was originally a low-ranking and idle job. Even if he was an official in the same dynasty, many people probably don't know the name of this member of the Ministry of Rites, Wai Lang.

This was a good one, within a day, the city was full of disturbances, the streets and alleys were heard, and everyone wanted to discuss the success and failure of the Wen family.

Song Yilin heard a lot of rumors and gossips about the Wen family, but she didn't have a good word to say, as if the Wen family were all treacherous villains.But if someone asks what Wen Yuanchang said to cause such a beheading, no one will be able to answer.

Said Wen Yuanchang was wronged?But at that time in court, no one complained about his injustice, even Wen's people became mouthless gourds, silent.

Wen Ran must be a child of the Wen family. Judging by his age, he must be the son of Wen Yuanchang.

Song Yilin looked at the movement in front of the gate of Dali Temple, and wanted to go up to have a look, but he didn't move. After a while, he saw Wen Ran put away the oiled paper umbrella and knelt at the end of the long street, near Dali Temple. in front of the door.

The officials of Dali Temple ignored them, and returned to the original standing position and continued to remain motionless. Maybe there were too many people crying and kneeling in front of the gate of Dali Temple, and there was nothing special in their eyes gaze and emotion.

For some reason, Song Yilin looked at the light and thin back, and felt sore in her heart, almost unable to suppress the impulse in her heart, she wanted to go over and prop up the oil-paper umbrella for him, and stand in the wind to shield him.

Song Yilin leaned out at some point, as if she would jump off the carriage and rush to Wen Ran in the next moment.

"Want to help him?"

Wei Chuyue quietly walked out of the teahouse and came to Song Yilin's side, following Song Yilin's gaze to look at the kneeling person at the gate of Dali Temple.

Song Yilin pressed the bamboo hat, tilted her head slightly and said nothing, but her eyes were still glued to Wen Ran.

Wei Chuyue jumped onto the carriage, got into the car, and rubbed shoulders with Song Yilin and said, "Zixu, meddling is not a good habit, you have to change it."

Song Yilin didn't speak, and when Wei Chuyue sat down firmly, he raised his hand and lightly twitched the horse's back, and drove along the long street to the end of the street. The carriage turned around and entered another avenue, bypassing Dali Temple and the people in front of the gate. .

Song Yilin couldn't help but looked back, and saw a clear and elegant side face and a burning and stubborn eyes.Song Yilin only felt her heart beating suddenly, disrupting the original rhythm, and it took a long time for her to recover.

All the way back to the inn, Wei Chuyue went upstairs and returned to his room. Song Yilin unloaded the car, tied up the horse, and returned to his room.

He stood in the room, and his footsteps were fixed at the door. The rainwater dripped from the coir raincoat, forming a circle around his feet, as if a spell kept him motionless.

Wei Chuyue did not know when he appeared at Song Yilin's door. Not far away, he saw Song Yilin standing there in a daze. He couldn't help curling his lips, leaning against the door of Song Yilin's room and asked, "Acupoint acupuncture? What is it if you stand still?" What's wrong?"

Song Yilin heard Wei Chuyue's voice, exhaled suddenly, moved, and turned to look back at Wei Chuyue.

Wei Chuyue was taken aback by Song Yilin's sad eyes suddenly looking back, and straightened his back: "What's wrong?"

Song Yilin sighed again, took two steps back, and let Wei Chuyue enter the room. While closing the door, she frowned and shook her head: "I don't know, I just feel uncomfortable."

"Because of that person just now?" Wei Chuyue was stunned. He really couldn't figure out why Song Yilin seemed to have taken the wrong medicine suddenly. He had been in and out of the teahouse for less than an hour, and Song Yilin was just waiting at the door. There is no chance of taking the wrong medicine.

Song Yilin thought about it, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.

"...Ah?" Wei Chuyue couldn't believe it. He was stunned for a moment, then tilted his head and asked, "You can't sympathize with him just because he is good-looking?"

Song Yilin didn't know, he said he didn't understand whether the feeling of being unable to breathe as if his heart was blocked was called sympathy, and he didn't even know why it was, he just glanced at that person as if he was sympathizing with him Reflected in my eyes, I can't erase it anymore.

"I don't know." Song Yilin was very honest.

Wei Chuyue suddenly laughed, sat on the grand teacher's chair, raised his hand to support his head, and said, "You look like this, can I still entrust you with an errand?"

When Song Yilin heard about the errand, her whole body shivered, she suddenly woke up from the dream, and looked at Wei Chuyue.

"It seems that they haven't been fascinated yet." Wei Chuyue shook his head and returned to the topic, "It's been arranged, they will stay in Qinghu Town, twenty miles outside the city tonight, and they will enter the city at Sishi tomorrow. We will go to Dali Temple, you must get into the team before Yinshi."

Song Yilin nodded.

Wei Chuyue took out a portrait from his arms and put it on the table: "This person, Xu Shangrui, the former judge of Du Zhisi, do it as soon as possible. After you succeed, someone will escort you out of the prison of Dali Temple."

Song Yilin walked up to look at the portrait carefully several times, and remembered Xu Shangrui's appearance in his heart, making sure that even if it turned to ashes, he would recognize him, then pinched the painting and threw it into the incense burner beside it, and it really burned to ashes.

After Wei Chuyue had given his orders, he got up to leave. When he got to the door, he couldn't help but look at Song Yilin, but he didn't say anything, and left just as he came.

And Song Yilin stood at the door, stepped into the circle of water again, was stunned for a long time, then suddenly went out.He hasn't taken off his bamboo hat and coir raincoat since he came back, as if he knew he was going to go out again, so he didn't bother to take it off.Wei Chuyue seemed to notice it too, so he glanced at him before leaving.

In front of the gate of Dali Temple, Wen Ran was still kneeling, his back was still straight, but his figure couldn't stop shaking slightly with the wind and rain.

How can such a thin person withstand such wind and rain?

Song Yilin couldn't bear it, she didn't know why.

It clearly had nothing to do with him, but he couldn't help but come back and take a look.The inn they stayed at was not very far away, and it took half a minute to drive there, but Song Yilin ran away in a hurry and didn't care about getting in the car. Also out of sight.

But when Song Yilin saw that Wen Ran was still kneeling on the hard and cold bluestone slab, he became anxious all of a sudden, without thinking about anything, he had already rushed up, put his bamboo hat on Wen Ran's head, and put the coir raincoat on Wen Ran's head. Put it on Wen Ran.

Wen Ran was caught off guard by Song Yilin's "surprise attack", and raised his face to look at Song Yilin in astonishment.

Song Yilin looked at Wen Ran, and finally saw Wen Ran's appearance clearly. At that moment, his heart stopped beating and his breathing was stagnant. He seemed to wake up suddenly, and all the inexplicable and inexplicable things suddenly became clear. clear.

"what are you doing?"

Wen Ran reached out to push Song Yilin away, but was grabbed by Song Yilin: "Stop kneeling."

"Who are you? Who asked you to come? Leave me alone."

"Stop kneeling, it's useless."

"Leave me alone!" Wen Ran yelled at Song Yilin, the sudden cry broke the rocks in Wen Ran's heart, and his tears suddenly gushed out of his eyes and mixed with the rain on his face.

Wen Ran knew that kneeling was useless, but what else could he do besides kneeling?Everyone in the family kept their doors behind closed doors, not even his grandfather, let alone outsiders, who avoided him. He had traveled all over the capital for help in the past few days, but there was no one who answered the door. Before the court meeting, he waited outside the Meridian Gate for those adults who went to court, but no one answered him.

What else can he do? !

Song Yilin wanted to pull Wen Ran up, but he couldn't pull it up for a while. He didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting Wen Ran.He was a stranger, so Wen Ran should ignore him.

"Go, follow me. I have a way!"

Wen Ran was taken aback for a moment, looking at the unremarkable man with a beard and cheeks in front of him, he suddenly realized that this man had handsome features and a radiance in his eyes, which was very unusual.

"You... have a solution?"

"Well, come with me."

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Memory kill!