Don't Forget Everything

It's still raining.

Wei Chuyue chased to the door and watched Song Yi, who was hiding in the darkness, go away, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

There is still an hour before dawn, it is the darkest and darkest time of night, and there is rain as a cover. If you choose this time to kill people, you can approach quietly with the sound of wind and rain. Maybe you can feel the pain, but you can't avoid death, and you can't find someone to do it, and the rain will take away all the traces. It's like a nightmare, but someone will never wake up.

When Wei Chuyue returned to the house, he was so angry that he could only drink more water.He is too aware of Song Yilin's temper, he is not listening to what he says.Song Yilin sent him a letter saying that he would stay in the capital for a while, and he knew something was wrong, but he miscalculated Wen Ran's weight in Song Yilin's heart.

It's just a chance meeting and passing by, why can't we keep thinking about it?

Wei Chuyue asked himself this question, but did not ask Song Yilin.

Thinking back, Wei Chuyue has known Song Yilin for many years. When he first met Song Yilin, he was dressed in rags, very desolate, covered in wounds, and dying. The only difference from the little beggar on the street was his eyes, which were as cold as if they had no soul, but full of killing intent. meaning.Even though the cold of death had covered his body, Song Yilin was fearless at a young age.

When Wei Chuyue met Song Yilin's eyes, he smiled. He knew that they were the same people. They had both seen the gates of the underworld and the demons and ghosts in the world. They could face them calmly, but not without struggling. Instead, he tried his best, like a mayfly shaking a big tree, knowing that he could not do it, so when death came to him, he could face himself calmly, fight against the sky, it is not shameful to lose, it is shameful to surrender.

Wei Chuyue didn't know why he would think of things so long ago, thinking about it, he suddenly laughed, stretched out his hand to break a piece of Yutang cake and took a bite, and his mood suddenly improved.

When he saved Song Yi back then, Song Yilin said that he wanted revenge, so Wei Chuyue's life-saving grace might not be repaid until the next life. Wei Chuyue told him that it would not prevent him from owed another favor, and Wei Chuyue could help him in seeking revenge. .

Later, Song Yilin became Wei Chuyue's most loyal partner. Except for the matter of revenge, Song Yilin listened to Wei Chuyue in everything, anyway, he didn't care about other things.

Revenge did not free Song Yilin.Wei Chuyue watched Song Yilin kill his "master" with his own eyes, and accompanied him to bury him in the loess.

At that time, Song Yilin asked him: "And then? What should I do?"

Wei Chuyue couldn't answer.

Since meeting Wenran, Song Yilin has become obsessed with Wenran, as if she has found the meaning of living.Maybe Wen Ran can tell Song Yilin what to do next.

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Song Yilin came to Wenfu again.

Wen Mansion was in turmoil all night, and everyone was sleepy. Old Wen woke up at night, and Wen Yuanqiao was always by his side.Wen Ran went there once, greeted Wen Lao, and then knelt in front of his father Wen Yuanchang's mourning hall.

It was windy and rainy at night, so the doors and windows were closed, and the waiters and servants outside had long been unable to hold on and dozed off.

Song Yilin found her way from a secluded corner and slipped into the mourning hall.

Wen Ran lowered his head, his eyes were slack, his back was hunched, and his whole body was dejected.

When he knelt in front of the gate of Dali Temple, there was anger, resentment, resentment, injustice, and grievance in his heart. He was gentle in nature, but he was extremely resolute at that moment.

After being grounded in the Wenfu and locked up in the ancestral hall for a month, Wen Ran copied the scriptures and wrote the lawsuit, suppressing all impulses, which made his heart ache, and now, kneeling in front of his father's spiritual tablet, he couldn't figure it out , why human life is so contemptible, the king's law can be manipulated, and even his own family members have to swallow his anger!

If the Wen family has any act of disloyalty, commits any crime, violates which law, is imprisoned, tried in court, or even executed, if there are reasons and evidence, the way of heaven is clear, even if he is wronged and sad It can also be accepted calmly.But now, how can he bear the indiscriminate disaster, lynching and humiliation?He has learned a lot about the past and the present, isn't there room for him to speak a fair word for his father?Not to mention an upright reason, not even a vague charge!

He has endless resentment but doesn't know how to vent it, he can't cry, he's at a loss.

Song Yilin stood behind Wen Ran. He didn't want to disturb Wen Ran's tribute to Wen Yuanchang, let alone scare him, but he couldn't bear to see Wen Ran's sorrow and sorrow, as if all the blood in Wen Ran's body had been drained overnight, as if The walking dead are generally eerily quiet.

Song Yilin intentionally made soft footsteps for Wen Ran to hear, Wen Ran trembled all over, as if he woke up suddenly, but he was too tired and in pain, he didn't care who came, he didn't want to pay attention, until Song Yilin knelt down Beside him, Wen Yuanchang kowtowed, and Wen Ran slowly raised his eyes.

"Let's eat something." Song Yilin held the snack in his arms to Wen Ran.

Wen Ran slowly raised his head to look at Song Yilin, his eyes were lifeless, his face was ashen, and he couldn't even give a trace of surprise.

"sorry."

Wen Ran quietly looked at Song Yilin, then lowered her head again.

"I'm sorry, my uncle was fine when I left. If I knew..."

If she knew, Song Yilin wouldn't be able to do anything.

Wen Ran knew in his heart that these things had nothing to do with Song Yilin, but he couldn't talk to Song Yilin calmly. He didn't know who he could blame, so he blamed everyone. He didn't want to hurt Song Yilin by speaking.

Song Yilin held the dim sum and refused to let go of her hands all the time, holding a stiff and forced smile on her face, knowing in her heart that this would not comfort Wen Ran at all.

Song Yilin finally gave up and could only kneel with Wen Ran.

Kneeling and kneeling, it will be dawn.

Wen Ran remained motionless, and out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed a glimmer of morning light coming in from the window, and the rain had stopped at some point.

"You go, or you will be discovered."

"I'm not leaving, I'll be with you." Wen Ran stopped talking. He didn't believe that Song Yilin really wouldn't leave. I found out that if you don't die, you will have your legs disabled.

But Song Yilin really didn't want to leave.

When the people came, Song Yi jumped on her body, and she was really ready to settle down in the Wen Mansion.

Wen Ran didn't have time to be shocked, the servants had already entered the door one after another.

"Young master, take a break and eat something."

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All kinds of short... I'm sorry everyone