Don't Forget Everything

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

Wen Ran didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at the sorghum, and hastily lowered his head, begging the waiter away: "No, I want to be quiet for a while, and say hello to my uncle and grandfather for me, let's go."

"However, young master..."

"Go down!"

"Yes." The waiter didn't dare to persuade him anymore, and just put the food aside, "The little one is going down. But the young master should use some, your body is important."

People backed out, and the door closed again.

Wen Ran raised his head to search for Song Yilin, but after looking around for a while, he couldn't find Song Yilin. After a while, he definitely couldn't get out, but if he couldn't get out, where was he hiding?

"Brother Song?" Wen Ran called softly.

Song Yilin didn't respond.

Wen Ran called again, but still no one answered, did he really leave?

Wen Ran had knelt for too long and wanted to stand up only to realize that her legs and feet were numb and weak. When she moved, she felt sore and sore. She couldn't stand for a while, and Wen Ran fell back in a flash.

Song Yilin appeared out of nowhere, supported Wen Ran from behind, and gently patted him to sit down.

"Don't worry, take your time. Where does it hurt? Knee? Calf?"

Song Yilin naturally reached out to rub Wen Ran's leg: "Does it hurt?"

"……What are you doing?"

Wen Ran's voice was a little hoarse and cold, not as gentle as before. Song Yilin was slightly startled, and her movements froze.

He knew that he was abrupt, from the first time he saw Wen Ran, from the time he forcibly took Wen Ran away from the gate of Dali Temple, from the time he sneaked through the window and broke into the Wen Mansion, from the time he cared too much for Wen Ran , From the beginning of the one-sided show of favor, he has been impulsive irresistibly, and now his intimacy may not only be abrupt to Wen Ran, but even frivolous and wretched.

Song Yilin retracted her hands, stepped back a foot, and sat down cross-legged.He was silent, he wanted to be with Wen Ran, even if he couldn't comfort him, company is good, but why should he?Wen Ran never underestimated him, so he pushed his nose more and more. Does it mean that Wen Ran must be disgusted by him before he can understand some sense of propriety, advance and retreat, and manners?

"I want to take you away." Song Yilin lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the meal box on the low table beside him. He didn't dare to look at Wenran.

He is impatient, and he doesn't know how to hide what he thinks or what he wants to say, not to mention if he talks nonsense and deceives at will, can Wen Ran believe it?Without Wen Ran's trust, everything he does is useless, and I'm afraid he can't stay here.

Wen Ran was stunned for a long time and kept silent. Song Yilin didn't dare to look up, for fear of meeting Wen Ran's disgusted eyes.Although Wen Ran treated him well, maybe it was because of Wen Ran's gentle and quiet nature, maybe because of the strict etiquette of the Wen family, or maybe because of a kindness.

Song Yilin has admiration for Wen Ran, but Wen Ran doesn't have the same feelings for Song Yilin, at least not at this time.

Wen Ran didn't know how to deal with Song Yilin.

Silence is like ice, you don't need to touch the distance to feel the biting cold air coming, Song Yilin almost trembled from the cold, she shrank her hands and feet so much that she dared not move.

"Let's eat something." Song Yilin pushed the food closer to Wen Ran, put the bowls and chopsticks in front of Wen Ran, and said softly, "If you don't want to, just pretend I didn't say so."

"……why?"

Wen Ran finally opened his mouth, and Song Yilin finally raised his head, met Wen Ran's eyes, and sighed in a low voice: "I like you, I can't bear to see you in such pain, and I want to take you out of here. "

Wen Ran looked at Song Yilin with a look of shock that could not be concealed. He thought that hearing Song Yilin say that he would take him away was the biggest shock, but he didn't expect Song Yilin to bluntly say that he liked him.

Like him... what do you mean?

"You don't need to answer me. I just don't want to lie to you. I like you. I don't feel ashamed. I need to cover up." It's all said and done. If Wen Ran wants to refuse, Song Yilin will be considered "dead" It's too easy, "If you look down on me and don't like me, please tell me the truth, Mr. Wen."

Wen Ran saw Song Yilin's resolute appearance about to go to the execution ground, lost his voice for a moment, and after a long pause, he slowly asked, "You, you... how do you know if I like men or women?"

This time it was Song Yilin's turn to be stunned, he had never thought about this question, so he could only think about it at this moment, and he thought of the answer not long after.

Wen Ran's reputation for talent and learning is spread far and wide, and his appearance is extremely outstanding. Not to mention Beijing, it is difficult to find a few people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Wen Ran even in the whole country.Wen Ran entered the Taixue at the age of ten, and was praised by others since he was a child. In recent years, there have been many people who want to marry the Wen family. Even the classmates in the Taixue also joked with Wen Ran. Wen Ran watched it, which made Wen Ran very embarrassed.

But Wen Ran has always been elegant and gentle, and his thoughts are all in the book, and the Wen family is not in a hurry to marry him, but no one has ever thought carefully about whether Wen Ran likes men.

"If you don't like me, but like someone else, it doesn't matter who it is, whether it's a man or a woman." So Song Yilin only asked if she liked him.

"...Thank you." Wen Ran only said these two words for a long time.

Song Yilin was confident when he confessed boldly, but after a moment of silence, he became flustered and shriveled up. The Wen family suffered a catastrophe. Wen Ran lost his father last night. It was the time when he was in deep grief. Song Yilin told him that these were the most inappropriate things. Really can only add to the chaos.

Wei Chuyue persuaded him not to move, and now Song Yilin was too late to regret it.

Song Yilin slapped herself hard, half of her face turned red and swollen instantly, and Wen Ran turned pale with shock.

"I was the one who offended you abruptly just now..." Song Yi felt ashamed and could only run away in a hurry.

Seeing Song Yilin turn around and leave, Wen Ran wanted to reach out and grab him.When Wen Ran looked at his raised arm, his heart became more and more confused, confused and unable to reason.

***

When Song Yilin returned to the place where he was staying, Wei Chuyue was still there.

Wei Chuyue was drinking tea when he saw Song Yilin coming back with half of his face swollen, he was stunned, and then laughed loudly: "Don't you know the severity of the attack yourself? Why did you beat yourself like a pig's head?"

"How do you know I hit it myself?" Song Yilin's face was in pain, and she really didn't want to speak.

"Mr. Wen is a gentle and elegant person, like a banished fairy. How could he beat someone? Even if you hit him, you really wouldn't hide, but his slender appearance doesn't have such heavy hands. If it was someone else, even you I can't even touch your hair, let alone slap you."

"So you stayed here on purpose to watch my jokes?" Song Yilin found some wound medicine and applied it on his face.

Wei Chuyue took some time off, poured Song Yilin a cup of tea, and said with a smile, "I've known you for so many years, but I didn't realize that you are so impulsive."

"...I don't know myself... I just blurted it out somehow."

"What did you say to him? You still want to slap yourself?"

Song Yilin sighed, and didn't want to explain to Wei Chuyue, he would make Wei Chuyue laugh if he didn't say anything, but if he did, it would make Wei Chuyue laugh forever.

"Say...you want to take him away?" Wei Chuyue took a sip of tea, "Said you fell in love with him?"

Song Yilin rubbed her face, and simply lay down on the bed, covering herself with the quilt, feeling ashamed at the moment.

"Did you really say it?" Although Wei Chuyue guessed it, he was still very surprised, and asked, "What did Wen Ran say? Agreed? Impossible, if you agreed, you don't have to slap yourself. That is a rejection. Since you refused Now, let's go back. There is no point in staying in Beijing."

Song Yilin remained silent, while Wei Chuyue sighed silently.

"Let's go back."

Song Yilin didn't respond, but Wen Ran didn't explain, maybe he was interested in him, but he was ashamed to confess to him?Maybe it's just that the timing is wrong, and it shouldn't be said before Wen Yuanchang's spiritual position.

Song Yilin didn't want to leave, he still didn't want to give up.

Wei Chuyue left Song Yilin, the "turtle with a shrinking head" nestled in the quilt, and went out. Song Yilin had been working hard for two days and one night, and soon after she calmed down, she fell into a drowsy sleep.

When Song Yilin woke up again, the sky had already darkened, Wei Chuyue had also returned, and all the snacks on the table were piled aside, replaced by a table of wine and food.

Wei Chuyue heard the slight change in Song Yilin's breathing and knew that he was awake, so he reached out and poured two glasses of wine.

"Baiweizhai's bacon, Haitangju's Fenjiu, come and try."

Song Yilin opened her eyes, sat up, glanced at the sky outside the window, rubbed her red and swollen cheeks: "You went out for two hours just to eat wine and meat?"

"It's hard to come to the capital, shouldn't you try the delicious food and wine?"

Song Yilin sat down at the table, raised his glass and lightly touched the wine cup in Wei Chuyue's hand, raised his head and poured it down his throat, the fragrance of the wine filled his stomach with melancholy.

"How's Wenfu?" Song Yilin asked.

Naturally, Wei Chuyue went out not only for a sip of wine and food, Song Yilin didn't even think that Wei Chuyue came back to the capital on purpose, just for him.The more Wei Chuyue kept silent about the case of the Wen family, the more Song Yilin became suspicious that there were twists and turns.

Wei Chuyue took a sip of his drink and smiled softly: "It's nothing, the mourning hall was arranged overnight last night, and Elder Wen was also sick, so Wen Yuanqiao simply excused himself from going to court, and the whole Wen family was very quiet."

"...So, no one pays homage."

Wei Chuyue nodded.

At this time, it is not surprising that people in the officialdom have to distance themselves from the Wen family.

"Wen Lao mean?"

Wei Chuyue laughed again: "You can guess."

Wen's status in the court cannot be easily shaken, but since Wen Yuanchang was imprisoned, no one dared to say a word for the Wen family. Song Yilin was puzzled.

"why?"

"These things have nothing to do with us."

"I would like to know."

"Then tell Wen Ran?" Wei Chuyue filled up the wine cup, raised his glass to touch Song Yilin's wine cup and made a soft sound, "If you really want to take Wen Ran away, you shouldn't ask about these things, let alone tell him. He It's best to have nothing to do with Wen Shi and to be clean, otherwise, he won't be able to leave."

Song Yilin drank one cup after another, not in a hurry, but incessantly.Wen Ran is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, if he can't figure out the reason and ask for an explanation for his father Wen Yuanchang, he will never leave the capital with Song Yilin.

Seeing Song Yilin drinking like this, Wei Chuyue simply stopped filling his glass, but handed the whole jug to Song Yilin's hand.

"The Wen family seems to be silent and silent amidst grief, but in fact the inner courtyard is under martial law. You have been found, and Wen Yuanqiao is waiting to arrest you."

Song Yilin was taken aback: "Have you been to Wenfu?"

Wei Chuyue nodded: "Pretending to be a foreign merchant, I want to sell a Guqin score to the young master of the Wen family."

"Have you seen him?"

"No, thank you from the Wen family."

Song Yilin became even more nervous: "Did you sneak in?"

"Didn't enter the inner courtyard, don't worry, no one will notice. However, you can't enter either."

Song Yilin heaved a sigh of relief, drank the whole jug of wine, put down the jug, and went to sleep again.

If you can't get in during the day, you can go at night. If you can't get in today, you can go tomorrow.

Having said all the words last night, Song Yilin regretted that the timing was wrong, but he did not regret confessing to Wen Ran at all.He will not leave Wenran.As long as Wen Ran doesn't drive him away for a day, he won't give up.