Don't Forget Everything

"Ahem..." Wei Chuyue hastily wiped off the soup around his mouth, trying to maintain his composure that nothing happened, but Han Muchuan's burning eyes still made Wei Chuyue panic.

"Be careful of the heat."

"Um……"

Wei Chuyue slightly raised his eyes, and took a peek at Han Muchuan. His expression was normal, and he couldn't see anything. Wei Chuyue breathed a sigh of relief, and just saw Han Muchuan pick up a piece of meat.

Wuwangzhai has a very good cook, and there is a famous dish of steamed meat in wine, which can be regarded as famous in Qinzhou. Steamed until rotten, wrapped in the unique mellowness of Wangshanchun, the fragrance lingers on the lips and teeth, and the aftertaste is endless.

"You have an injury on your body, don't eat that wine steamed sheep." Wei Chuyue spoke quickly, and stopped him. It was wine and mutton, and he ate it in one bite. Han Muchuan's injury hurt for a few days, but after he finished speaking, Wei Chuyue again Consciously bored, he even returned the wound medicine, it was just a bite of meat, and it couldn't really kill him.

Wei Chuyue pursed his lips, lowered his head, and stirred his bowl of chicken soup.

"You know it's not good for the injury, but you still drink?" Han Muchuan's tone didn't mean too much harshness, it was even soft-spoken, with a hidden sigh.

In the past, Wei Chuyue liked to drink, but not much, but in the past two days, since he came to Biancheng, and since he returned to Wuwangzhai, every time he saw Wei Chuyue, he never left the wine, either wanting to drink, drinking, or finishing drinking Yes, how much did you drink?Why did he suddenly become an alcoholic? !

Han Muchuan couldn't help frowning, and looked deeply at Wei Chuyue.

Wei Chuyue unconsciously raised his hand to touch the sword mark on the side of his neck, his eyes flickered, as if he was a child who had smashed his own antique vase, flustered for fear of being scolded.But the injury on the side of his neck is nothing more than a scratch at most, so why should he avoid it?So what is it worth Han Muchuan to fuss over?

Why on earth did he freak out when he saw Han Muchuan?When he was young, he was wayward too much, Han Muchuan couldn't control him, so he could only let him go.But now, liking someone is not a sin.Han Muchuan expressed his attitude three years ago, and now he can still go to Biancheng for him, which shows that Han Muchuan no longer blames him in his heart, nor does he mean to look down on him. If so, why is he so anxious.

If it is true that even master and apprentice can't do it, he and Han Muchuan have agreed directly, and they will never see each other again, maybe they can still remember the goodness of so many years in their hearts.

Wei Chuyue put his hands down, straightened his expression, and raised his head to face Han Muchuan: "You withdraw your sword in time, I'm not hurt at all."

"Are you on your medication?"

Wei Chuyue blinked, and was a little taken aback. Didn't he just say that this kind of injury can't be considered an injury at all, and a bite from a mosquito would turn red and swell for a few days, no matter how delicate you are, you need to take medicine for it.

"Your sword today was good, but it wasn't fast enough or hard enough. If it was really against the enemy, the opponent would not withdraw the sword. Although he was seriously injured, you would not survive."

"...Yes, I know." It turned out that he wanted to teach him how to use swordsmanship, Wei Chuyue sighed silently, if someone else knew that he couldn't beat him, he would have run away long ago, and he wouldn't do it at all.

Wei Chuyue never thought of being number one in the world. He learned martial arts, swords, medicine, and even poison. At first, it was just for self-protection. In addition, he was smart since he was a child, and he loved learning strange skills and tricks. It was very fun. door, he is not in the mood.He is not Song Yilin who is dedicated to revenge, and the sword must be faster than the enemy; he is not Han Muchuan, who is addicted to swords like his life, and only has martial arts in his heart.

Thinking about it carefully, if Wei Chuyue hadn’t fallen in love with Han Muchuan long ago, he would have learned the sword obediently and attentively. He really exhausted his energy and concentrated on it. With his casual and lazy personality, he probably would have given Han Muchuan the air of Han Muchuan’s stern and single-minded focus on swordsmanship. died.As perfunctory as he is now, Han Muchuan should soon be unbearable, so let's go.

"From now on... I won't force you anymore."

Wei Chuyue was startled, did he hear wrong?

Han Muchuan was afraid that he didn't explain clearly, so he added softly: "With your martial arts attainments, you won't be in danger of your life when you walk in the rivers and lakes. When you are really in danger, like Han Chongwen and others, don't go head-on and avoid it. Sharpness is the priority, and tact is the second. I will not force you to fight with your life. If you want to be lean again, you have to calm down first, take your time, and don’t worry.”

Take your time, no rush? !Han Muchuan means that he will live in Wuwangzhai permanently? !

Wei Chuyue's throat tightened, and he was silent for a while, not daring to ask, what if Han Muchuan really wanted to stay?Can he really be a teacher and student with him calmly and without distracting thoughts?

"... When are you going to go back?"

Wei Chuyue opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to ask such a question. He didn't know how to open his mouth to drive people away. He wanted to go straight to the point, but he couldn't bear to say it when it came to his mouth.It has been three years. At the very beginning, he was thinking day and night when Han Muchuan would come back to him, apologized to him, and told him that he actually liked him too, and repeatedly wanted to take the initiative to find him. Han Muchuan, make it clear and ask clearly, if Han Muchuan refuses, then he can give up.

But the sun and the moon rotate, time flies, he didn't wait to come to Han Muchuan, he walked so cleanly, isn't it already clear?I cut off the news with him probably because I wanted to save him some face and dignity.How dare Wei Chuyue think of looking for him.

Wei Chuyue sighed indistinctly, but was caught by Han Muchuan: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, the chicken soup doesn't taste good when it's hot, and it doesn't taste good when it's cold." Wei Chuyue forced a smile, and said something nonsensical to fool Han Muchuan.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.Han Muchuan looked at Wei Chuyue, as if he heard other meanings in the words, which seemed to fit his current state of mind and situation. When Wei Chuyue was so hot, it burned on his lips, making him run away in a panic. After three years Well, Wei Chuyue's heart is completely cold, even if he can get by on the surface, there is no reason not to hate him in his heart.

Didn't Wei Chuyue's words just now mean to drive him away?He didn't make his words clear, he shouldn't be more acquainted, so he went down the slope, where did he come from and where did he go back?

But Han Muchuan didn't want to.He didn't know what it was.But he just didn't want to go.

At this point, he faced Wei Chuyue even more flustered than when he escaped three years ago.

"The day after tomorrow will be the Mid-Autumn Festival... I heard that Bian City also has moon worship festivals and lantern festivals."

When Wei Chuyue and Han Muchuan were together in the early years, they spent most of their time in remote places. They practiced kung fu in the morning, practiced sword after breakfast, and practiced sword after lunch break. Being pulled up by Han Muchuan to practice kung fu, all in all, life is miserable and there is no entertainment.

There was only one time when they came down from Jiuquetang Snow Mountain, which coincided with the Mid-Autumn Festival. The Mid-Autumn Festival in Suzhou is called Qiuxi Festival Moon Festival, which is different from other places, but lantern festivals and sacrifices are indispensable.Wei Chuyue stayed in the whiteness of the snow field for several months, and he was very happy when he saw the sky lit up with lights and red like clouds. He played for two days in a row, completely wasting his practice of swordsmanship.

That time, Han Muchuan didn't scold him harshly, but played with him for two days.

Wei Chuyue suppressed his astonishment, and looked at Han Muchuan blankly, what does he mean by this now?

Han Muchuan was unbearably nervous, swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and couldn't help drinking several sips of tea, finally waiting for Wei Chuyue's response.

"There are so many things going on recently, I'm afraid I'll miss them."

Han Muchuan's face darkened: "For Qin Fenglan?"

"No." Wei Chuyue avoided Han Muchuan's gaze. He seemed guilty in Han Muchuan's eyes, but Wei Chuyue didn't want to involve Han Muchuan in the case of Dali Temple. Wuwangzhai also had to move. Wei Chuyue calmed down when facing Qin Tang, Wen Ran and Song Yi, but he was very annoyed. He didn't want to get involved, but he had to.

"He came here just now and was driven away by me."

Wei Chuyue frowned: "Why are you driving him away?" Just now when Wei Chuyue ordered Duofu to deliver the meal, Han Muchuan should have been outside the door, and he heard that Chao Yunlou had guests at night, so he simply drove them away? !

Han Muchuan's face was gloomy, his brows were furrowed, and he remained silent.If he didn't drive people away, could it be that he really stayed Qin Tang for dinner?

Qin Tang was right, he had never offended him, but Han Muchuan just didn't want to see him, there was no reason.Maybe it was because Qin Tang put Wei Chuyue in danger, maybe it was because Qin Tang made Wei Chuyue take care of him everywhere, maybe it was because Qin Tang's sentence "We are also guests of Wuwangzhai" was not pleasant... In short, Han Muchuan was not happy.

Wei Chuyue had been waiting for Han Muchuan's response, but before he could, he heaved a sigh of relief, stopped asking, stood up, and was about to go outside.

"Where to go?"

Wei Chuyue didn't answer, and walked straight out of the room.

Han Muchuan chased after him, stopped in front of Wei Chuyue, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Wei Chuyue's face was sullen, and it was difficult to deal with Han Muchuan in a good manner, saying: "Go ahead, Wuwangzhai is open for business."

After saying that, Wei Chuyue flung his sleeves and left, and even Han Muchuan followed him all the way, even to the front yard, a lively place where Wuwangzhai danced, played, sang and drunk.

Seeing more and more people, more and more noisy, Han Muchuan was still in a hurry, he had no idea in his mind, he couldn't bear it, grabbed Wei Chuyue, and pulled him back two steps: "Follow me."

Wei Chuyue didn't move, and when he wanted to withdraw his hand, he was grabbed even tighter.

"I have something to tell you."

"what?"

"...Dinner is not finished yet, go back."

Wei Chuyue laughed angrily, is he three years old?Han Muchuan is his nanny?Still care about him eating?

"I apologize to you about Qin Fenglan's matter. I shouldn't have made my own decisions." Han Muchuan didn't know what to say, what to say, he just wanted to drag Wei Chuyue back to Chaoyun Tower, where there were no other people.

Wei Chuyue waited, but Han Muchuan didn't say any more, he just nodded: "Understood."

Wuwangzhai's business was very good, the servants came and went, and many people saw Wei Chuyue.

"Mr. Wei..." A young servant had just opened his mouth to say hello to Wei Chuyue, when he got a slap in the face from Han Muchuan, and stopped in fright.

Wei Chuyue turned his head and said to the boy, "You guys do your work first. Don't bother me."

"Mr. Wei, just now Miss Xiyun asked, are you coming to the table today?"

Han Muchuan was still holding onto Wei Chuyue's wrist, Wei Chuyue sighed, and had no choice but to dismiss the servant: "I'm not feeling well today so I won't go, let's talk to Miss Xiyun."

"Hey... okay." The boy couldn't help but glance at Han Muchuan before leaving, thinking, where did this person come from?Could it be that there is something wrong with Mr. Wei? !

Thinking about this, the little servant started to trot, and hurried to look for Wei Lin.

Wei Chuyue turned to Han Muchuan and said, "Go back. Can you let me go."

Only then did Han Muchuan let go of his hand slowly, and apologized in a low voice, submerged in the noise of Wuwangzhai.

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Hey... Master is still tuning the channel, I'm almost dying of anxiety, I want to press a fast forward for him x12

I didn't expect Master to be so lovable!

I can hardly remember where the plot line is! ! ORZ