Don't Forget Everything

The night is like a thick paste that cannot be melted away, covering both the sky and people's eyes.

Isn't it Mid-Autumn Festival?Why can't I even see the moonlight?Why can't even moonlight penetrate this thick night?

Han Muchuan stood in the courtyard, throwing himself into the night, looking at the bright lights in Chaoyun Building.

Wei Chuyue walked to the door and looked out, as if looking forward to it, but his eyes were full of deep darkness, and there was no one there.

It's okay to leave.

Wei Chuyue turned around and went back, took two jugs of wine, and poured himself two glasses first without thinking about anything.

The fragrance of Wangshanchun wine is overflowing, with the fragrance of spring water, and it is long after passing through the throat, and it is sweet when it enters the stomach.

Ask the world, who cares about the sorrow of parting?In the cup.

It makes sense.Wei Chuyue laughed, put down the wine cup, simply touched the wine pot and poured it directly, where is Wei Shaosu's usual chic, completely like an absurd drunk on the street, taking a sip of dirty wine, throwing everything away, regardless of his life .

Wei Chuyue caught a glimpse of the wound medicine left alone on the case, and his heart ached like a fire. He threw the small bottle flying with his sleeves, threw it far away, and tumbling into the corner, afraid that Wei Chuyue would still be able to see it. See, inexplicably provoked himself to pieces.

Wei Chuyue laughed for a long time, and suddenly sat up. It turned out that he couldn't let go. After three years, he thought he didn't want Han Muchuan anymore. hate him.

Just as Wei Chuyue expected, Qin Tang came again, but was stopped when he stepped into Chaoyun Tower.

"Hero Han? I'm looking for A Yue."

Han Muchuan frowned slightly, and it faded away in a moment: "It's already very late, you can come back tomorrow."

Qin Tang looked up at the sky, and it was indeed a bit late: "I just have a few words with A Yue, it won't be too long."

"You have been here today and talked to him long enough."

"..." Qin Tang looked at Han Muchuan, wondering full of doubts, why did Wei Chuyue have an extra door god?Moreover, Han Muchuan's attitude towards him was really not good.It's just a few moments in a hurry, how did he offend Han Muchuan?

"Hero Han, I discussed some things with Ah Yue earlier, and now I have made a decision, and I want to talk to him."

"inconvenient."

Qin Tang spoke kindly, but it was as if he had kicked a city wall, causing pain in his bones.

"Hero Han, this is Wuwangzhai. You and I are both guests of Wuwangzhai. Is it convenient? Can you let me knock on the door and listen to Ayue himself?"

Han Muchuan turned his head and glared at Qin Tang. He really didn't like his calling A Yue one after another, which made his head hurt and his ears hurt. Are they familiar?Wei Chuyue only stayed in Fenglin Mountain for half a year.

"Inconvenient, just inconvenient."

After Han Muchuan finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but Qin Tang took another step forward. Han Muchuan stopped and looked back at Qin Tang. This look was not only very cold, but even murderous, Qin Tang Tang couldn't help standing still.

Seeing Han Muchuan's tough attitude, it seemed that Qin Tang was about to start a fight, but Qin Tang didn't think about fighting with anyone, especially Han Muchuan, who had no enmity, he didn't understand why Han Muchuan was a little bit Don't you have a good face, and you still look like you want to eat people?He just wanted to have a word with Wei Chuyue, why is it so difficult?

This Han Muchuan is quite mysterious in Jianghu. There are often rumors that he is withdrawn and arrogant, and his whereabouts are secretive. Could it be that he is really weird?

In the morning Han Muchuan insisted on going to the teahouse with him, but Qin Tang didn't say anything, although he felt displeased, but thinking that with Han Muchuan around, Han Chongwen might be able to give him a little more face.Han Muchuan was almost speechless throughout the whole process, and Qin Tang only thought of him as a display, so he wouldn't be unhappy.

"If there is anything inappropriate, please speak up with Han Daxia."

"……No."

"Then please ask Han Daxia to make it easier."

"inconvenient."

"..."

How come this Han Muchuan doesn't eat oil and salt!No, it's not that oil and salt are not taken in, it's just unreasonable and inexplicable!

Qin Tang clenched his fists, he was the young minister of Dali Temple, and he was not allowed to come in and out at will, except for the imperial palace. Han Muchuan was just a man from the rivers and lakes, so he had to give some face, not to mention that they were not familiar with each other, let alone have no problems, if not Seeing that he is Wei Chuyue's master, how could Qin Tang be so nice and respectful? !

The two were separated by a foot, and they were at a stalemate.

Qin Tang had never really seen Han Muchuan make a move, but that time in the Fan Mansion, he knew that he was not as good as light kung fu alone.What's more, this is Wuwangzhai, and he didn't want Wei Chuyue to make it difficult for him not to look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face.

Just as he was struggling, a voice came from behind him: "Young Master Qin, are you here? Wei Shao just said that there is a guest for a while, so it is you. Why don't you go in?"

Qin Tang was taken aback by Duo Fu's words, and then looked at Han Muchuan again. His face was very gloomy, and even his eyes were terrified.

Han Muchuan walked in in a flash, Duofu didn't realize that Han Muchuan was there when he came in, suddenly there was another person in front of him, he was really startled, a scream stuck in his throat, but fortunately he didn't yell, otherwise he would lose his life up.

Duofu was holding a food box in one hand, Han Muchuan reached out to take one of them, and said, "Send Mr. Qin back. Wei Shao is not feeling well, and we don't see any guests."

"Ah?...Oh."

Han Muchuan was about to leave when Duofu suddenly called out: "Young Master Han, you made a mistake, you took the wrong one, it should be this."

Duofu trotted for two steps, and exchanged a food box for Han Muchuan, which was for two people.

Han Muchuan nodded and expressed his thanks.

Duo Fu and Qin Tang faced each other silently, indescribably embarrassed.

Han Muchuan stood at the door of Wei Chuyue's house with a food box, and walked in with a heavy breath. He didn't see Wei Chuyue at first glance, but he clearly never left. After a closer look, Wei Chuyue was squatting next to the cabinet, as if Looking for something.

Wei Chuyue heard footsteps entering the door, and knew that it was Han Muchuan who turned back, his whole body froze, he stretched his hand halfway, and stood up after a while.

"What is A Yue looking for?"

"It's nothing." Wei Chuyue patted his sleeves and responded flatly.

"Did you drink?" The two jugs of wine on the table were empty, and there was no one else here except Wei Chuyue, so Han Muchuan asked extra.

"Hmm." Wei Chuyue's face flushed slightly, his eyes drifted away, as if he was drunk.Han Muchuan knew that Wei Chuyue liked to drink, and he also knew that Wei Chuyue would avoid him, afraid of being talked about by him, so he never saw Wei Chuyue drunk.

"Let's eat." Han Muchuan prepared vegetables for Wei Chuyue himself.

Wei Chuyue glanced over the two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and asked, "Why didn't Duo Fu come to give it to you?" And there is one for Han Muchuan himself?

"I asked him to deliver food to Mr. Qin."

Wei Chuyue was slightly stunned, and didn't say much, how did he know that Qin Tang was stopped outside the yard by Han Muchuan, because he had nothing to say about his suffering.

Wei Chuyue felt uneasy, thinking about how to have a peaceful meal with Han Muchuan.

Sitting at the table, Wei Chuyue reached out to touch the jug, but Han Muchuan quickly snatched it away: "It's all empty, do you still want to drink?"

"..." Wei Chuyue avoided Han Muchuan's gaze, he just went along with it, he didn't really want to drink, he was also afraid that he would go crazy.

Seeing him standing still, Han Muchuan handed him a cup of tea.

It was rare for Wei Chuyue to pick up the teacup and drink it obediently, as if a cup of tea could build a wall, preventing Han Muchuan from seeing him, and he didn't have to see Han Muchuan.

Han Muchuan didn't sit down to eat, but went to the cabinet and bent down to find something for Wei Chuyue.

When Wei Chuyue raised his eyes and saw it, it was too late to stop it, Han Muchuan reached out to touch it, found a small round bottle under the cabinet, and when he squeezed it in his hand, he seemed to have guessed what it was, and his heartbeat suddenly stopped.

How did the wound medicine bottle go inside?Why did Wei Chuyue pick it up by himself?Han Muchuan looked at the small gray bottle rolled in a circle in his hand, and felt that his thoughts were quite stupid, didn't he just want to pick it out after it rolled under the cabinet.

Han Muchuan wiped the small porcelain bottle and put it on the cabinet. When he turned around, he met Wei Chuyue's gaze, and he was slightly taken aback before he walked to the table and sat down.

Wei Chuyue silently picked up the chopsticks and started to eat on his own. The food delivered to his mouth was tasteless, as if there was no salt in it. It was so unpalatable that he couldn't help but think of the days when he just met Han Muchuan.

Han Muchuan "practiced Zen" by the Luoshui River, and led Wei Chuyue to practice swords. Han Muchuan came here to avoid the world. The nearest village was twenty miles away from them, which was inaccessible.

Before picking up Wei Chuyue, Han Muchuan relied on wild fruits and game in the mountains and forests, and net fish in the river to satisfy his hunger. After picking up Wei Chuyue, it was still the same.

The most valuable thing on Han Muchuan's body was his sword, and he also had money and silver in his arms. He gave Wei Chuyue a change of clothes, and nothing else.

And he himself only has a bag of broken silver and a token, and he can't go to the village or back to the store. He has money but has no place to spend it.

No salt, no seasoning, let alone pots and pans, nothing.

So the fish is fishy, ​​the meat is firewood, and the fruit is sour. Wei Chuyue almost vomited himself to death. He never thought of being a hungry person in the world of Heqing Haiyan. He watched Han Muchuan live like a savage. , I really couldn't believe it, and passed out on the third day.

When he woke up, he smelled a very similar smell of barbecue. He thought he was dreaming, closed his eyes and smiled, at least he should have a meal in the dream, but the chicken legs in the dream seemed to have grown wings, and they flew away with a flutter. Wei Chuyue jumped up with hatred, and woke up instantly.

"Are you awake? Come and eat something." Han Muchuan brought Wei Chuyue a bowl of porridge with minced meat in it.

Wei Chuyue looked at the porridge, then at Han Muchuan, he seemed to be still dreaming, but why dreaming about Han Muchuan was not a nightmare?

"what happened?"

Wei Chuyue stared blankly at Han Muchuan, it was too clear, the aroma of the porridge in his hand was overflowing, and he couldn't help swallowing.

"Are you thirsty?" Han Muchuan stuffed the porridge into Wei Chuyue's hands, and gave him a water bag. Seeing that he was in a daze, he simply lifted Wei Chuyue's chin and fed him a sip of water.

The water was very cold, Wei Chuyue choked on it, and finally woke up.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Drink slowly."

"Where did you get the rice?"

"I bought it. There are other things." Wei Chuyue followed Han Muchuan's finger and saw many bottles and cans piled up beside the fire, and there were several bags of unknown things.

"what is that?"

"Rice, salt, green onions, ginger, dried steamed buns. There are pears and oranges in the village. I also bought some. There are not many things in the village, but there are angelicas. I put some in the porridge. Let's make do."

Wei Chuyue looked at Han Muchuan and didn't know what to say.If he was pretending to be dizzy, Han Muchuan ran [-] kilometers alone, and when he turned around, he should have run away and disappeared.

In fact, he woke up once in the middle, Han Muchuan was no longer by his side, he saw the words written in the mud, and he went back as soon as he said.Wei Chuyue still laughed at him for being stupid. If he couldn't read, did he write for the rabbit?Even if I understand it, if I leave, won't I just leave?However, Wei Chuyue was hungry and tired, so he turned around and fell asleep, too lazy to think about anything else.

Besides, they've only known each other for a few days, so there's no point in buying these for him, Han Muchuan is like a duck to water as a savage himself, very at ease.

"What's wrong? Is it hard?"

Wei Chuyue shook his head, and drank a bowl of porridge in one gulp, it was a little hot.

Thinking about those messy old things, Wei Chuyue took a sip of chicken soup, his tongue was hot, and he put down the bowl with a slap, which caught Han Muchuan's attention.

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Xin Qiji-Ask the world, who cares about the sorrow of parting?In the cup.