Don't Forget Everything

"Well, come with me." Song Yilin grabbed Wen Ran's arm and lifted Wen Ran up on his shoulder.

The guards of Dali Temple looked at Song Yilin taking people away, as if they didn't notice at all, as long as they didn't take people away from Dali Temple, they would be more happy at leisure.

"Who are you? What can you do?"

"Song Yilin."

"what?"

"Zixu."

"what?"

"My surname is Song, my name is Yilin, and my style name is Zixu."

Wen Ran was stunned. He had never heard of such a person in any family in the capital. Song Yilin was dressed like a rough worker, with a strong body and strong hands and feet. He probably had practiced martial arts. He was not a young master at all, could it be? A servant in the yamen of Dali Temple?

"It doesn't matter who I am, I will never harm you."

Although this is said, Wen Ran has never seen Song Yilin before. Wen Ran has no way of knowing who he is, why he appears, and what he is going to do. If he is not powerless to resist, he will never be taken away by Song Yilin like this .Wen Ran has been running around for days, barely getting any food, and knelt in the rain for half an hour. He was already exhausted like a candle in the wind, and was on the verge of collapse. Not to mention resisting Song Yilin, even a five-year-old boy could easily He pushed it to the ground.

Wen Ran had a headache, he couldn't think much, his vision was blurry, and he passed out after bumping on Song Yilin's back a few times.

Song Yilin realized that the person on her back had lost her voice, turned her head to look, and was startled when she found that Wen Ran passed out, so she ran back to the inn.

The waiter at the inn suddenly saw someone rushing into the hall, and was shocked: "This guest officer..."

"Bring a basin of hot water."

Before Xiao Er finished speaking, Song Yilin had already run up to the second floor, and said again, "Quick!"

"This... do you want to invite a doctor?"

Xiao Er's question floated in the air, and he didn't respond for a long time, and he was in vain.Xiaoer didn't dare to be negligent, if this person is not very good and a personal lawsuit arises, he will be scolded to death by his boss, so he immediately went to fetch water and sent it to Song Yilin.

Song Yilin shouted loudly, Wei Chuyue couldn't figure it out.

Wei Chuyue rubbed the center of his eyebrows, he was not very willing to go out of the room to check the situation.Song Yilin shouted frighteningly, if it wasn't for Wen Ran, Wei Chuyue would never have thought of anything else.But just because he knew it was Wen Ran, he didn't want to move anymore.

When we were in the teahouse, "Boss Qian" asked Wuwangzhai to "take care of" the affairs of Wen's family. He didn't ask much, but he just took care of Wen Yuanchang in the prison of Dali Temple.

Wei Chuyue did not agree at that time, although the price offered by the boss was good, but after all, it was in the prison of Dali Temple. Even if Wuwangzhai was there, he was still in shackles. It would be extremely dangerous to kill Xu Shangrui. If Song Yilin could do it as soon as possible, If Xu Shangrui can escape before being tested by Wu, everything will be fine.But Wen Yuanchang does not know how long he will be locked up. Song Yilin wants to "look after" Wen Yuanchang inside, and he will show his feet at any time. After Xu Shangrui's death, once the cause of death is verified by Dali Temple, he will have to investigate thoroughly. Save your life.

The so-called "handle it with ease" is simply to die.

But Song Yilin actually brought Wen Ran back by himself.

Wei Chuyue never expected it.Although Song Yilin is nosy, likes to pick up cats and dogs, and even poor people, but he has a sense of propriety, and he is always clean and neat when doing errands, and he will never make mistakes, let alone miss.

Wen Ran's accident made Wei Chuyue faintly uneasy.He probably shouldn't have made the trip.

Wuwangzhai is located far away from the rivers and lakes, why did he go to court, why did he travel thousands of miles to disturb the muddy water? !

Wei Chuyue couldn't help rubbing the white jade unicorn around his waist, thinking that no matter how he thought about it, this business would be a loss.

It was rare for Wei Chuyue to have sorrow accumulated between his brows, when Song Yilin suddenly knocked on the door outside: "Young Master Wei..."

Without waiting for Wei Chuyue's reaction, Song Yilin had already pushed the door open and entered: "Borrow your clothes."

Wei Chuyue watched Song Yilin take his package straight away talking to himself, and began to search for it.

"Don't you have any clothes yourself? Don't borrow them." Wei Chuyue naturally guessed that Wei Chuyue came to borrow clothes for Wen Ran.

"My clothes are too rough. Yours are better." Song Yilin is Wei Chuyue's groom for the time being, and he can't wear silk and satin. Besides, he doesn't like such complicated and cumbersome clothes. For Wen Ran.

After entering Beijing yesterday, Wei Chuyue bought new clothes while wandering around, and Song Yilin came here for Wei Chuyue's new inner clothes.

Wei Chuyue snorted and watched Song Yilin pick and choose his clothes. Not only did he take away the brand new undershirt, but he also picked up Wei Chuyue's ivory brocade robe, which was very thoughtful.

"Oh, you really know how to choose. I bought this robe after entering Beijing. I haven't worn it yet."

"It's no wonder that you can borrow this one after looking at Yan Sheng."

Wei Chuyue rolled his eyes: "It's because I'm afraid I won't be back yet."

"How much silver, you directly deduct it."

Song Yi didn't say much before she turned around and disappeared again.

Wei Chuyue was ransacked by Song Yilin, sighed, and chased him out.

Song Yilin took off all the wet clothes on Wen Ran's body and asked the waiter to wash them. Wen Ran was briefly wiped with hot water. He was putting on new clothes for Wen Ran when he heard Wei Chuyue's footsteps and shouted without turning his head. One voice: "It's inconvenient right now, you go out first."

Wei Chuyue approached the bed and leaned aside: "You can see it, but I can't? What's the inconvenience?"

Song Yilin's ears were reddened by Wei Chuyue's words, and she couldn't refute for a while, so she was in a hurry.

Seeing Song Yilin's appearance, Wei Chuyue was startled suddenly, why was Song Yilin blushing? !Could he be...? !

Song Yilin's face was almost scorched by Wei Chuyue's scorching gaze, and she dodged around, not daring to look back at Wei Chuyue.

Wei Chuyue seems to have a special ability, a pair of deep willow eyes can always see through people's thoughts, and he is used to hiding the naked truth in the light and shadow of his eyes, but he can't see through it, which often makes Song Yi face Feeling terrified, like at this moment.

"You, what do you see me..." Song Yilin felt her tongue trembling.

Wei Chuyue didn't force him to ask Song Yilin any embarrassing questions. Perhaps Song Yilin himself didn't know what the situation was, so he could only ask, "You're leaving tonight. Bring him back at this time. How are you going to deal with it?"

When Song Yilin picked Wen Ran back from the street, he didn't think so much at all. The phrase "I have a solution" to Wen Ran was just a way to delay the attack.

The mission he took was to go to the prison of Dali Temple to kill people, not to save people. He was unable to bring another living person out of Dali Temple, let alone a person who was ordered by His Majesty Jinkou to arrest him. Even if he wanted to die, he couldn't. Harm the family of writers.

Song Yilin fastened Wen Ran's clothes and covered him with a quilt, and then turned to look at Wei Chuyue.

"Hey, don't look at me, I'm not a god, I can't do it to save the suffering."

"Is there really no way?"

"No one in the ruling and opposition parties dares to say a good word for Wen Yuanchang and the Wen family. If there is a way, would he still use it to kneel in front of the steps of Dali Temple?"

Song Yilin looked back at Wen Ran who was lying quietly, his brows were still twitching, and his face was abnormally pale.

When returning from reciting Wenran, Song Yilin found that Wenran had passed out suddenly. When he touched his forehead, he found that Wenran had a severe fever. He had already asked Xiaoer to call for a doctor, but he knew that what Wenran needed was to save Wenyuan. Long "panacea".

"This is not something that Wuwangzhai can intervene at all." Wei Chuyue said.

"I know..." Song Yilin replied in a low voice, "Wei Shao, please take care of him for me."

Wei Chuyue sighed, "Hey! Tell me what you want."

Song Yilin didn't speak, sat on the edge of the bed, dried Wen Ran's hair with a dry towel, and concentrated on serving people.

Wei Chuyue watched his forehead twitch, and there was no need to guess, Song Yilin would definitely find Wen Yuanchang in Dali Temple Prison and find a way to take care of him.But Wei Chuyue didn't run the prison in Dali Temple. If Dali Temple wants to torture Wen Yuanchang, can Wei Chuyue take it for him?

The more Wei Chu thought about it, he finally didn't tell Song Yilin about another business deal that "Boss Qian" had to protect Wen Yuanchang. No matter what Song Yilin thought, this matter was too dangerous, and it would mean death. , but he couldn't take Song Yilin's life into account.

At the same time, Wei Chuyue also gave up the urge to scold Song Yilin. If Song Yilin is serious about Wenran, it may be love at first sight, or it may be a fascination for a while. No matter what kind, Song Yilin has to figure it out first. It is useless for Wei Chuyue to say it. Why bother? Talk too much.

"Hey... that's fine, I get it, I'll take care of him for you." Wei Chuyue pressed his eyebrows, forehead, temples.

***

When Wen Ran woke up, the sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the warm light penetrated the window paper and covered the floor profusely.

Has the rain stopped?

Wen Ran was startled, and wanted to sit up immediately, but his body was too weak, and he couldn't hold on all of a sudden and fell down again, spinning his head for a while.

"you're awake?"

Wen Ran opened his eyes again and saw a person standing beside the bed, who looked like a young master from a wealthy family: "Who are you?"

"My surname is Wei, and I was dragged to take care of you for a few days." Wei Chuyue brought the warm medicine bowl in the food box to Wen Ran's bedside, and then stretched out his hand to help Wen Ran up, and continued, "Young master has been in a coma for two days, and his body is weak. It's very, don't force it, drink the medicine first."

Wen Ran glanced at the soup in Wei Chuyue's hand, and asked, "Why am I here?"

Wei Chuyue smiled lightly and said, "My lord, do you still remember Song Yilin?"

Wen Ran was stunned for a moment, but frowned and didn't answer.

"Brother Song asked me to help take care of the young master."

"Then... that Brother Song, but he's not here? How can I ask Mr. Wei to look after me?"

Wei Chuyue brought the medicinal soup to Wen Ran, and smiled slightly.

Wen Ran looked at Wei Chuyue reaching out to take it, Wei Chuyue didn't answer Wen Ran's words, but just waited and watched quietly.

Wen Ran understood what Wei Chuyue meant, raised his head and poured the medicine into his mouth holding his breath.

Wei Chuyue nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Brother Song didn't make it too clear to me, he just said that he hoped you would give him some time, and he would bring home the book for you."

"Book from home?"

Wei Chuyue nodded: "Well, that's the original words."

Wen Ran's heart tightened, Song Yilin went to the prison of Dali Temple? !

Before Song Yi left that night, Wei Chuyue came up with an idea to ask him to try to bring back a letter written by Wen Yuanchang to Wen Ran. It was a promise of his life, but at least he could give Wen Ran a little explanation, so he readily agreed.

Wei Chuyue came up with such an idea, firstly, to reassure Song Yilin's heart, secondly, to reassure Wenran's heart, and thirdly, to make Song Yilin leave Dali Temple as soon as possible in order to send a message to Wenran, and to save his life, which is barely considered reasonable.

Wen Ran was quite shocked, he would never have imagined that a person whom he met by chance, even someone he didn't even know, would take great risks to help him.He couldn't believe it, but looking at Wei Chuyue's sincerity, he couldn't believe it, and couldn't help but want to believe it, as if the sunlight outside the window swept away the haze, and it was sunny after the rain.