Don't Forget Everything

"Brother Song... what's wrong?"

Song Yilin seemed to put all the weight of her body on Wen Ran, which made Wen Ran a little out of breath.

"Wen Ran, hold me, don't let go."

"Okay..." Wen Ran hugged Song Yilin, carrying all his weight, like a pool of water supporting a leaf of duckweed, "I won't let go."

Song Yilin stretched out his hand to close the door behind Wen Ran, lying on Wen Ran's body, seeming to be a little more pitiful than Fu Chengyun.

Wen Ran half-dragged and "hugged" Song Yilin onto the bed, Song Yilin pulled the quilt to wrap himself and Wen Ran in it, curled up and wrapped Wen Ran in his arms, hugging him even tighter.

Song Yilin's embrace was very warm and hot, but now Wen Ran felt that he seemed to be very cold, shivering from the cold, and only by snuggling against him could he keep warm.

For a long time, Song Yilin hugged Wenran silently, without speaking.

Song Yilin's revenge had been avenged five years ago, only in this way can he walk under the sun again and experience everything in the world.He used to think that after killing that person with his own hands, the hatred accumulated in his heart would dissipate, but only after that night did he realize that hatred is a thorn bush that will take root, once it is rooted in his heart, it will never be possible Pull it out, and it will only get deeper and deeper, and the more you want to pull it out, the more painful it will be.

Now Song Yilin is no longer in pain, the bush of thorns is quietly dormant in his heart, coexisting peacefully with him, always hidden in a place where the sun does not shine.

But when he saw Fu Chengyun, he seemed to see himself, and he couldn't help but think back to his past self, like a madman, a wolf, and a ghost.

"Brother Song, what's the matter with you?" Wen Ran asked Song Yilin softly again.

Song Yilin was no longer obsessed with the past, and when he left the kitchen door, he let go of the complicated knots in his heart, but as soon as Wen Ran came back, Song Yilin wanted to act like a baby with him, and Wen Ran was loving him right now, so he couldn't let it go Such a great opportunity.

Song Yi nestled next to Wen Ran's neck, and whispered to Wen Ran in a low voice: "Ran, can you not leave me?"

"Brother Song? Why would I leave you?" Wen Ran didn't understand why Song Yilin said such words suddenly.

"If I killed the members of the Fu family, would you report me to Qin Tang? Send me to the authorities for investigation?"

Wen Ran froze for a moment, shook his head slightly, and hugged Song Yilin very tightly: "No."

When he saw Song Yilin for the first time, he seemed to know what kind of person Song Yilin was. This person saved him without asking him whether he was right or wrong.

At this moment when Song Yilin asked, Wen Ran almost blurted it out, but he paused for a while, and thought about it for a while. If Song Yilin had two faces, one was friendly and cute, and the other was murderous, even Song Yilin was only in Wen Although she is kind and lovely in front of her, she would kill everyone else like hell, Wen Ran will not leave Song Yilin, let alone hand him over to Qin Tang and Dali Temple.

"Wen Ran, are you protecting yourself?" Song Yilin smiled, thinking it was Wen Ran's words of comfort.Wen Ran grew up reading the books of sages and sages, and he has a yardstick in his heart for right and wrong.

Wen Ran smiled: "Let's just assume I'm a calf protector."

Song Yilin couldn't help being happy when she heard the words, and grinned and gnawed on Wenran's neck.

"Don't make trouble!"

Originally, Song Yilin only wanted to act like a baby with Wen Ran, and didn't have too many charming thoughts, but Wen Ran said that he wanted to protect him. Regardless of whether Song Yilin was comforting words or not, he was really happy in his heart, like fireworks during the New Year, The fragrance of flowers that melts with the ice and snow in spring is like a subtle but real joy.

Song Yilin's restless hand slipped into Wen Ran's clothes, but Wen Ran slipped away like a swimming fish, and immediately pressed Song Yilin's hand.

"Brother Song!"

"I'm here." Song Yilin leaned over and hugged Wen Ran into his arms again, forcing her to trap Wen Ran between his arms.

"Brother Song, what's the matter with you?" Wen Ran's eyes are like stars dotted on the night, which cannot be ignored, and Song Yilin can't move away from the brilliance of his eyes. In an instant, he forgot the desire to play around just now, but was really fascinated, and couldn't help but kiss deeply.

Song Yilin always felt that she was not worthy of such a good Wen Ran, especially when Wen Ran explored the hatred in his heart.At this moment, more than ever, he wants to embrace Wenran forever and own him.

For some reason, Wen Ran seems to be able to sense Song Yilin's different state of mind. There is a lot of uneasiness hidden in his slight anger, haste, silence, and nonsense. Song Yilin has something on his mind tonight, but he refuses to speak out to him. He has never In the past, even if Wen Ran asked about Wuwangzhai, Song Yilin was unwilling to lie to him. If he couldn't tell, he would explain it to Wen Ran directly.

Only, Song Yilin never mentioned his background and past.What Sister-in-Law Xu said today, Wen Ran had never heard from Song Yilin, and even Song Yilin's ancestral home was Haiyuan.Why did Song Yilin go north alone in the year of the catastrophe? Wen Ran wanted to know what Song Yilin looked like 15 years ago.

Song Yilin has always treated Wenran with the softest part in his heart, but Wenran has no way of knowing the hardest part in his heart. If there is an injury, he wants to apply medicine and heal Song Yilin, but he has no way to do it.

Wen Ran could only let Song Yilin be careless. He slowly stretched out his arms around Song Yilin, and whispered in his ear: "Brother Song, I am here. I am always here."

"Wen Ran, you're so kind, it's so kind to have you."

Wen Ran reached out and stroked Song Yilin's cheek: "Brother Song, you are fine, better than anyone else."

Song Yilin slowed down, stopped, quietly hugged Wenran, and pressed her forehead to Wenran's face, incomparably intimate and tranquil.

"sorry."

Wen Ran didn't speak, just waiting for Song Yilin to speak slowly.

"Those things, I never told you."

"If you don't want to talk, don't force yourself. I won't ask again."

"Of course, it's not that I don't want to say it, but I don't know how to tell you. I'm afraid...you don't like Song Yilin like that."

Wen Ran turned sideways to face Song Yilin, cupped his face very close, and said, "Tell that Song Yilin that I love him."

Wen Ran's firmness made Song Yilin's heart flutter, and he was stunned for a moment. He had endless love words in his heart that he wanted to say to Wen Ran, but he felt that no matter how much he said, it was not enough, and it was not even one ten-thousandth of what he thought in his heart. Whatever he wanted to say to Wen Ran, he wanted to shout it out loud for the whole world to know.

And Wen Ran looked at Song Yi in the dark and seemed to have heard all those words, so he hugged him tighter and stuck him closer.

"...my hometown is in Haiyuan. The Song family in Haiyuan... used to be very famous, but it only took one night for it to turn from prosperity to decline. A fire, just like the Fu family, disappeared overnight, and there were many corpses under the ruined walls. , but there is not even a place to bury him."

Wen Ran listened to Song Yilin's words, and narrated it softly, as if it was someone else's story, and could no longer hear any waves in Song Yilin's words.

Song Yilin moved, leaned sideways on Wenran's chest, and curled herself up, as if she was a child who needed to be protected.

"When I was young, I had a master. My father respected him very much, and the whole family respected him. My master only had me as a disciple. I was very proud at that time, so I worked harder, and I wanted my father and master to be proud of me... ...It is my master, the person I admire the most, who betrayed me, my father and the Song family. He drank with my father, killed my father when he was not prepared, and then he led the killers into the The inner mansion of the Song family, bloodbathed the Song mansion."

Wen Ran couldn't help trembling slightly, he didn't know whether it was hatred or fear, he hugged Song Yilin stiffly, and clenched his fists involuntarily.When his father was suffering in Dali Temple, when his father died in front of him, how much hatred, anger, and uncontrollable madness he felt in his heart, to this day he still can't let go, he dare not think about what is going on in Song Yilin's heart How deep and painful is the hatred.

"He...could have killed me too. But he didn't. He saw me, but passed by without looking back. After a long, long time, I asked him why he let me go, and he just smiled. In the end, there was a smile on his face. Heh."

When Song Yilin saw this thief again, it was the time of his death. Song Yilin's sword pierced the man's chest, and Song Yilin intentionally missed it by two points, which made his death very slow and painful, and gave him a chance to repent. , begging for mercy, apologizing to Song Yilin, and answering Song Yilin's questions.

But he just smiled, watched, and then died quietly, as if he knew his end long ago.

Does he have any pity for himself?

Does he have a master-student relationship with himself?

Was everything he did out of desperation?

why?

Song Yilin racked her brains to think about the question for more than ten years, but in the end she couldn't find an answer, as if everything was empty, hatred was empty, death was empty, and life was empty.

Wen Ran couldn't comfort Song Yilin, the hatred in his heart was still clear, and he couldn't let go of it himself. Such Song Yilin made him feel so distressed that he could barely breathe, making him at a loss and flustered, he shouldn't have asked.

"For many years, I have killed many people..." Song Yilin slowly closed his eyes, and asked Wen Ran in a low voice, "When that day comes, will I have a smile on my face? Am I... Already like him?"

Song Yilin smiled softly, sneering contemptuously at himself, a smile Wen Ran had never seen before.

"Nonsense!" Wen Ran's heart tightened, and he pulled Song Yilin over, holding his face, and said firmly and seriously, "No! Brother Song, you are different from that person! You are the kindest and kindest person I have ever met. Soft people!"

Song Yilin was taken aback by Wen Ran's sudden movement, and couldn't help smiling when Wen Ran comforted him like this.

"No, shall we leave? Leave Wuwangzhai. You can go anywhere. I will follow you wherever you go."

Song Yilin looked at Wen Ran, slightly dazed, silent for a while, then suddenly laughed silently, and hugged Wen Ran again: "Thank you."