[Rebirth] Madam, stop pretending

Chapter 32

Wu Daoming poured himself a drink on the roof. He only took one wine glass, but it was useless.

Su Yu didn't know how to speak.

Wu Daoming didn't urge him, but just drank on his own. He drank a lot, but he was still half drunk and half awake.

Su Yu had never seen his eldest brother drink like this. In his impression, Wu Daoming drank lightly, elegantly, and restrained.

Wu Daohua is dead, Wu Youyu is dead, one is his favorite younger brother, and the other is his respected father.

Even though he still has his second brother and his younger sister, to Wu Daoming, how could he not be sad.

Su Yu snatched the flagon from Wu Daoming's hand.

Wu Daoming was stunned for a moment, just glanced at Su Yu, and picked up another pot.

"..." Su Yu wanted to grab it again, but Wu Daoming glanced at him and urged, "Drink quickly, if you don't, give it to me."

"..." Su Yu could only raise his head and take a sip, looking at him helplessly, "You are drunk."

"Not enough." Wu Daoming raised his head and whispered, "Not enough."

Su Yu played with the jug in his hand, not knowing how to comfort him, held back for a while, but could only say, "The matter of Wu Youyu...don't be too sad."

He originally wanted to say that since Wu Youyu was able to leave you and leave first, then you actually have a far lower status in his heart than himself, so now that he is dead, you don't have to be so sad.

However, halfway through the conversation, he didn't continue.

He can say this.Because Wu Youyu never gave him any care, only neglect and contempt.

However, Wu Daohua was different. Among the three of his generation, Wu Youyu liked Wu Daohua the most. He played with him when he was young, and later taught him to read and practice martial arts.Wu Youyu is a good father, and his elder brother is a real gentleman.

A single abandonment can't smooth out decades of admiration.

Wu Daoming said calmly, "I hoped to find him back."

He paused for a long time, and said slowly, "Wu Youyu is my father...no matter what he does, he is my father. He is selfish, utilitarian, and looks down on Daohua, but he is always good to me. His I know all the shortcomings, and I also know how good he is to me..."

Wu Daoming didn't finish speaking, but stopped.

After all, this is about the Wu family, about him and his father, so it shouldn't be told to Su Yu.

He sighed, "Let's talk about Daohua." He smiled, "I want to know about him. Everything."

Su Yu shook the palm of his hand, tilted his head back, and drank the wine in the jug in one gulp.

He began to talk, from Wu Daohua's embarrassment at Zhuquefeng, to his affection for Ling Mohan.

Wu Daoming was very curious about what he heard, and asked Su Yu, "Ling Mohan keeps a straight face all day... What does Daohua like about your leader?" He was quite distressed, and said, "Daohua, if others can't answer his love He doesn't bother to care about others. How could he like your leader?...Could it be that Ling Mohan is handsome and unrestrained?"

"..." Su Yu was silently embarrassed.

He felt the need to justify himself, and racked his brains to recall how this infatuation or love, which deepened like poison and could not be stopped, had begun.

Then he remembered.

"Master..." Su Yu considered his choice of words, and finally said, "Actually, he is...a very...gentle person."

Wu Daoming was pouring wine into his mouth, when he heard the words, he choked and coughed fiercely.

Su Yu quickly reached out to pat him on the back.

Wu Daoming coughed and laughed for a long time, then suddenly looked solemn and sighed, "That's you too...you think so."

Su Yu was stunned.

"Ling Mohan is kind to you, I can tell." Wu Daoming said, "But the more kind he is to you, the worse he is to Daohua."

Su Yu was stunned again.

He remembered the first time he saw Ling Mohan in the red room, dressed in black, with a sword at his waist, and his eyes were calm and cold.

But only that one look.

No contempt, no mockery, no disgust.

There is no malice and dislike that the youngest son of the Wu family who does not know martial arts often receives in the Wu family.

Ling Mohan seldom stopped him from doing anything, no matter he watched people practicing martial arts on the martial arts ground every day, he would even untie his sword and practice for him.

He regarded Su Yu as a person with dignity and a future.

Know what he is pursuing, and even though you know that his pursuit will never be realized, you just tell him silently, and then never laugh at him because of it.

"Master, you are also very good to Wu Daohua." Su Yu said, his eyes flickering.

A few sets of clothes, a most common saber.

I have seen the mountains that are like fire and red, and then I have seen the falling snow turn into white.

Ling Mohan... never ignored Wu Daohua.

It was precisely because of this that he never realized what Ling Mohan had to Su Yu... although Su Yu often circled around Ling Mohan like a bee around a flower.

Wu Daoming didn't notice Su Yu's strangeness, he just stared at the jug in his hand and said, "There is no reason for two people in the world to be together with the other, let alone this so-called marriage, whether it is for your leader Or Daohua, it's all inexplicable, there is no fairness at all."

He laughed, and put the empty wine jug aside, his face was calm, but his clenched palms were trembling, "Actually... I should be blamed too." He whispered, "If I wasn't in the frontier at that time, I would have I can stop my father from making this ridiculous decision."

"But I didn't know until a year later, until he died."

"I shouldn't...haven't come back to see him for so long." Wu Daoming looked up, the moonlight shattered the calmness in his eyes, he fell backwards on the roof, covering his eyes with his hands, but couldn't stop Hold back the tears that flow out.

Su Yu didn't dare to look at him, but asked in a low voice, "...Are you drunk?"

"Heh." Wu Daoming smiled softly, "Maybe it's not enough."

"It can't stop Daohua's death, and it can't stop his father's death." His voice was suppressed and cold, but it was a little confused.

Su Yu poured the rest of the wine in the jug into his mouth, and lay down next to Wu Daoming, feeling that the wine was on his head, and his whole body was a little groggy.

Drink for courage.

"Are you really not drunk?" He turned to look at his brother, Wu Daoming maintained the posture just now, but just snorted softly, indicating that he could hear what Su Yu was saying.

"..." Su Yu stretched out his hand to pull Wu Daoming's arm covering his eyes, but he pulled it away.

His eldest brother closed his eyes, frowned slightly, and there were still tears on his face.

"..." He actually fell asleep!

Su Yuxin said that it took me a long time to make up my mind to tell you that I am actually Wu Daohua!

For a moment, his heart was full of rage, and the whole person was Spartan.

But he looked at the jug on the roof that Wu Daoming had emptied, and his elder brother's blue color, which was obviously caused by lack of sleep, and finally felt even more distressed.

"Wu Daohua is not dead." He leaned into Wu Daoming's ear and whispered, "At least, don't worry about him anymore."

"...he's not worth it."

Seeing you in such pain with my own eyes and still hesitating to tell you when you are sober.

only because……

I still want to stay by the leader's side again, in this capacity, for a while longer.

"Brother." He only dared to repeat over and over again after Wu Daoming fell asleep, "Wu Daohua is not dead, because I am him."

The next day, Ling Mohan went to Su Yu's room but found no one, and his face turned dark right then.

He touched the cold bed, looked at the fairly neat bedding, thought for a while, and then walked to the west courtyard where he had entered before.

Sure enough, I saw two Wu brothers who were drunk and unconscious on the roof.

Ling Mohan felt that he was about to laugh angrily.

He picked up Su Yu with one hand, and at the same time called the attendants of the Wu family to lead Wu Daoming away.

Su Yu rubbed against Ling Mohan's arms,

Su Yu didn't sleep well this time, and when he woke up, he even had a splitting headache, but when he opened his eyes, he saw Ling Mohan standing on the side of the bed condescendingly looking at him, he was so startled that even the headache eased.

"Do you know what you did?" Ling Mohan asked expressionlessly.

Su Yu pressed his temples and tried to think back, and then said submissively, "You shouldn't drink..."

Ling Mohan raised his eyebrows, and Su Yu immediately added, "You shouldn't be drinking in the middle of the night."

Ling Mohan still didn't speak.Su Yu suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and continued, "You shouldn't drink in the middle of the night behind the back of the leader!"

"..." Ling Mo snorted coldly, sat down beside his bed, and said coldly, "Have a headache?"

Su Yu frowned and nodded.

Ling Mohan sighed slightly, and reached out to rub Su Yu's temples.

Su Yu was a little flattered at first, but it was so comfortable to be rubbed, and gradually he became a little sleepy, and he relaxed and leaned against Ling Mohan's arms.

Just when Su Yu was about to fall asleep again, Ling Mohan asked plainly, "Is there anything you want to explain to me?"

"..." Su Yu flew away drowsily, trembling all over, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Typical guilty conscience.

"I, I, I..." He pretended to be calm, and subconsciously said, "I couldn't sleep last night, so I went for a walk..."

Ling Mohan didn't speak, his eyes dimmed slightly, and then returned to normal.