Don't Forget Everything

Song Yilin and Wen Ran returned to their small courtyard, Wen Jimin had already left Biancheng, and the Fan Mansion had no reason to keep them.Although Cai Jingshan wanted to put them all in the government prison as prisoners, he couldn't even find an excuse. After all, this is not Xuzhou, and it's not that he, Cai Jingshan, can do whatever he wants.

Wen Ran hadn't returned for a few days, and when he opened the courtyard door, Wen Ran breathed a sigh of relief, as if he hadn't been back for a whole year, and he missed him very much. When he stepped into the courtyard door, he felt much more comfortable, and finally went home .

Song Yilin said: "There probably isn't much to eat at home, I'll go out and buy some."

"No, I'll cook noodles for you. There are pickled vegetables and eggs at home." Wen Ran led Song Yilin to the kitchen, and suddenly glanced back at him, "Brother Song doesn't dislike too bland? If you don't want to go out of Fan Mansion's delicacies that are full of variety, Song Ge will just let it go."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I love pickles the most. I really like them."

Wen Ran laughed out loud, sure enough everything was fine at home, even Song Yilin could joke around, and finally she didn't look frowning and full of melancholy.

When the hot noodles were served on the table, Song Yilin picked up the chopsticks and laughed, really like a child who loves pickles, with a happy and contented face.

"Are pickles so delicious?"

"No, but the taste of the pickles at home is different. The salty flavor is good, and what you make, Wen Ran, is delicious!"

Wen Ran couldn't help laughing after being praised by Song Yilin's nonsense.Pickles are so good, a plate of pickles is enough for ordinary people to live a happy life.

"Why don't you eat?"

Wen Ran smiled: "Eat."

Simple tea and light meals seem to be the most real and ordinary happiness. When I think back to the Qionglin Banquet, it is like a fleeting moment, like a big show on the stage. The spectator was forcibly dragged onto the stage. He was out of place and at a loss, and only then did he understand what emptiness is.

But Wenran still agreed to Wen Jimin's spring exam.

The only thing that comforts Wen Ran is that Song Yilin is by his side.

Song Yilin was washing the dishes, and Wen Ran looked at him in a daze, Song Yilin raised his eyes and smiled and asked, "What's wrong? I've been absent-minded today. Why do you think I'm so handsome, so crazy?"

Wen Ran couldn't help laughing out loud, walked closer, leaned gently against Song Yilin, rested his chin on Song Yilin's shoulder, and said, "Brother Song, you are not handsome, why else is Sister-in-law Wu always thinking about giving you a gift?" What about pulling the red line as a matchmaker?"

Song Yilin wiped her hands, turned around and hugged Wen Ran in her arms, and grinned, "That's true, how many girls like me who are handsome and strong, can support their families, and can also coax their wives, Yes or no?"

Wen Ran raised his hand and poked Song Yilin's forehead: "You are beautiful."

"That's right, when it comes to talking about it, even Miss Guo looks at Mr. Wen eagerly, she looks like she hates getting married, but Mr. Wen belongs to me, Song Yilin, and he entered my old Song's house, so no one else is allowed to think about it." .”

"What nonsense!"

"Which sentence is nonsense? Is it nonsense to be married to the Guo family? Or, you are from my Song Yilin, nonsense?"

Wen Ran stared at Song Yilin: "I won't talk nonsense with you."

Wen Ran wanted to break away from Song Yilin but was hugged even tighter. Song Yilin kissed Wen Ran, and all the jokes turned into tenderness.

Song Yilin brought Wen Ran into the house and closed the door tightly.

"What are you doing!" Wen Ran pushed Song Yilin shyly, "You just have to eat and stand for a while!"

"I can't, I can't sleep well these two days, and you, Wen Ran, can't sleep well either. You always wake up in the night, and ask old doctor Song to treat you." Song Yilin stretched out his hand and untied Wen Ran's belt, and it didn't take long Er even removed all the clothes on his body.

Wen Ran is like a piece of jade sticking to Song Yilin's chest, it's a little warm and cool, hugging him is very comfortable, Song Yilin can't help but hug Wenran tighter and tighter, only when Song Yilin hugs him can she hear her strong heartbeat Only when Song Yilin hugs him can he feel his blood is still hot. Only Wen Ran is the one whom Song Yilin wants to engrave into his life and possess forever.

Wen Ran was panting hurriedly in his ear, calling out in confusion, driving himself and Song Yilin to madness...

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It was night, and the two leaned on each other to sleep in a daze, and then woke up in a daze.

Song Yilin raised her eyelids, but felt it was heavy, so she simply didn't waste that energy, she just turned over lightly and changed her position to hug the person in her arms, loosening her numb arms.

"It's night." Wen Ran also woke up, looked at the sky, the last ray of the setting sun outside was covered with gray, it dimmed, and sank into the night to become black.

"Um……"

"Get up, don't be lazy."

"not good."

Wen Ran put his hands on Song Yilin's shoulders and pushed, but the man remained dead and did not move.

"You let me up."

"No."

"Why are you still playing a rogue!"

"What's the matter?" Song Yilin opened one eye and said with a smile, "Who's leg hooked around my waist just now is not enough?"

"Ah!" Wen Ran pulled the quilt to cover his head, he didn't want to hear Song Yilin's obscene words, but Song Yilin's laugh could almost be heard next door.

Song Yilin pulled up the corner of the quilt to expose her, Wen Ran turned her back and buried her face deeper, but Song Yilin almost hugged him tightly, perfectly fitting.

"Of course...you are mine, mine."

"...um..." Wen Ran responded softly, and Song Yilin closed his eyes in satisfaction. This must be the most beautiful dream in his life. If there is a more beautiful dream, he hopes to use eight sedan chairs to carry Wen Ran in. , Tell the whole world that Wen Ran belongs to him.

Song Yilin arrived in Wenran's neck and asked softly, "Can I not go?"

Wen Ran froze, and said: "It's just going back to Beijing for the spring exam, not really going back."

"But the spring test is over, and we still have to wait for the release of the list, and the appointment of the official department after the release... You are so good, you will definitely be able to go to high school, what if you are left in the capital? If Mr. Wen wants to match you with a princess?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Wen Ran scolded softly, and said softly, "Didn't you say that you are a member of the Song family if you enter the door of the Song family? Why are there others?"

Song Yilin giggled, nodded and said, "It's from my old Song family."

Wen Ran turned around, held Song Yilin's face, and suddenly became serious: "Brother Song, I know you love me, protect me wholeheartedly, and will not leave me, but I must tell you that the road Wen's walking is not the way of Yangguan, It's not Qingyun Road, maybe it's a dead end road to Yan Luo Palace, I don't want to abandon the Wen family, but if something happens, I don't want you to be implicated..."

Song Yilin suddenly kissed Wenran: "Nonsense. Wenran, I have told you all my stories. Ever since the Song family burned down overnight, I, Song Yilin, came out of a dead end. Wei Shao didn't let me die, but You, let me come back to life. If you want to talk about implicating me, you will not implicate me. Understand?"

Wen Ran looked at Song Yilin and nodded slowly. He could understand, but he was still reluctant.

"Wenran, let me say it again, I will not leave you, no matter what the reason is. I don't care what Wen Jimin means, no matter where you are going to do, no matter what happens in the future, this is not sweet talk, not vows, I, Song Yilin Words spoken have never been broken."

"I know."

Seeing that Wen Ran lowered his head, Song Yilin raised his chin again and asked, "Then tell me, what did you say to Wen Jimin that he could easily dispel the idea of ​​letting you marry Miss Guo? "

Song Yilin wanted to ask this question a long time ago, but she didn't have a chance in the Fan Mansion, and she didn't want to ask it when she came back, for fear of ruining their peace.But Wen Ran's words just now made him very uneasy.

"I told my uncle about the Xuzhou case. Although I didn't explain it in detail, my uncle should understand. Wen's family wants to use the Southwest to develop their own power, so they have to choose the right people. Both Cai and Yuan are involved in Sui Gong's case. Here, seeing that the prosperity is bound to decline, Wen Jimin originally took a fancy to the Guo family's decline, and wanted to use Guo Boyan's relationship to lend support to each other. Miss Guo and I are similar in age, so I came up with an idea. Come to Biancheng to have a look with your own eyes before making a decision. It is not easy to convince the uncle, but it is not difficult to ruin the marriage. I am from the Song family. If the uncle wants me to marry, it must be Miss Guo. Only if you are willing to marry."

"Did you tell Miss Guo?"

Wen Ran nodded.

Song Yilin was taken aback for a moment, not knowing how to react.This move is quite straightforward.

"what happened?"

"Wen Jimin should be jumping in anger, how could he let you go?"

"I told my uncle that I have already sent a letter home, so he doesn't have to believe me or listen to me. When my grandfather gets the letter, he will follow it naturally."

Song Yilin smiled and nodded, kissed the person in her arms, her heart was settled.

Wen Ran put his hand on Song Yilin's shoulder and asked, "What about Mr. Cai?"

"……what?"

When Wen Ran suddenly asked about this, Song Yilin couldn't help being stunned.

"Can't tell me?"

"...You don't believe that Mr. Cai died suddenly?"

Wen Ran shook his head: "I should believe it, but you and Baique are both here, so I'd like to ask one more question. I'm afraid you won't tell me yourself if I don't ask."

Song Yilin was rendered speechless by Wen Ran's words.

"If you don't speak, it's a tacit consent. You don't need to say it, I understand it in my heart. I shouldn't ask about Wuwangzhai. I'm just worried about you."

"Don't worry, I won't tell you about this because I don't know about it. Wei Shao didn't tell me, so it's hard for me to ask. Don't worry, I won't be involved. Things arranged by Wei Shao are never wrong. We just watch the show Enough."

"Then Wei Shao even arranged for Xuzhou? Qin Fenglan left without saying a word, and now there is no news..."

"Why are you still worried about him?" Song Yilin frowned, very upset.

Wen Ran was amused, "Stingy."

Song Yilin glared, and really bluffed, biting Wen Ran's shoulder with his mouth open.

"Hiss! Do anything and bite!"

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