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?The Xuanlou in Yangzhou enjoys a high reputation, and romantic and elegant scholars come here one after another, singing and singing every night.This night was still the same, but the upstairs wing room was deserted and out of place, and there was a person drinking bitter tea alone.

Chen Pu took a sip of tea, and the bitter taste spread in his mouth.

Suddenly, a gust of night wind came and hit his left hand, causing the old pain in his shoulder to flare up again.The pain spread to his whole hand, and he couldn't control the teacup. With a "dang", the porcelain teacup fell on the table and broke into three pieces.

He stared blankly at the broken teacup, as if he had seen this scene somewhere before.The pain in his left hand became more and more intense, almost crushing his rationality. He pressed his hand, barely supported his body and walked out of the wing. A servant just happened to pass by, and he stopped him.

"Find it for me..." He paused, originally wanted to ask Sun Ao to come over, but thought that he should be very busy at this time, and didn't want to cause him any trouble, so he changed his words: "Find Ziyu and come over."

When the boy saw Chen Pu's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his face was pale, and he was pressing his left hand tightly, he knew that his old trouble had flared up.

He hurried downstairs and told Yao Ziyu about the situation. The next moment, Yao Ziyu put down his work and rushed to Chen Pu's room.

At this moment, Chen Pu lowered his head in pain, panting slightly, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

Yao Ziyu opened the door and saw this situation, his heart was tightened, he rushed forward to hold Chen Pu's hand, and asked in a low voice, "A Pu, what's wrong?"

Chen Pu raised his head, forced a smile at him, and joked, "It's been a long time since I've been in such pain, so something big is about to happen?"

"It's good if you know how to joke." Yao Ziyu looked at the dark sky outside the window and sighed, "The weather is starting to get bad. I'll go find a doctor." After saying that, Yao Ziyu walked away.

Chen Pu hastily let go of the right hand that was holding his left hand, and pulled him back: "It's just an old problem, don't alarm the elder brother."

"How can I do it? Regardless of the severity of your injury, if you let the landlord know that we are hiding it from him, he will be even more angry!"

"It's not that I haven't had pain before, but this time it's more severe. I remember that there are still some old medicines in the main room, which are applied externally. You can bring them for me." Chen Pu's face seemed to be a little paler, and his breathing became faster. , but he still insisted not to say how painful it was.

Yao Ziyu knew that Chen Pu was dying and enduring the pain, and also understood that he didn't tell Sun Ao because he was afraid that he would worry.That being the case, Yao Ziyu walked out of the wing ruthlessly, and let him hide it from Sun Ao. It's not like he didn't hide it from him, not to mention that the first time Chen Pu thought of him was because he believed in him, so he wouldn't lose His trust!

He sneakily went to Sun Ao's room to get the medicine and white cloth, and then carefully went back to Chen Pu's wing.

As soon as he stepped into the room, he saw that Chen Pu's lips had lost all color, and the fingers of his right hand sank into the flesh of his palm, trying to transfer the pain from his left hand to him.

He hurried over, pushed the broken teacup aside on the table, put the yellow packet of medicine on the table, and said, "Take off your shirt, and I'll apply the medicine for you."

Chen Pu just wanted to raise his right hand, but found that he couldn't use his strength, and couldn't move half a minute.

Seeing this, Yao Ziyu had no choice but to take off his shirt himself.After a while, Chen Pu revealed his white upper body. There was a deep and long scar on his left shoulder. Compared with this scar, the one on his chin was nothing.

Yao Ziyu remembered that the first time he saw Chen Pu, he was lying covered in blood on the white snow outside Xuanlou, at that time he moved with compassion and carried him back.Just after taking off Chen Pu's blood-stained clothes, what he saw was this wound that was almost sunk to the bone. The doctor came and said that the hand was probably useless, but it was healed in the end, but it only happened from time to time.

He still thinks angrily, isn't it just for money?Do you need to hurt someone like this?

He brought a teacup, opened the yellow bag, poured the pain-relieving medicine powder inside into the cup, poured the tea down to dissolve the medicine into slurry, then slowly wiped the medicine slurry on Chen Pu's left shoulder, and finally used The white cloth bandaged him up.

After the bandage was finished, he massaged Chen Pu's hand familiarly, pushing the effect of the medicine to the entire left hand, and Chen Pu's complexion turned a little better.

"Is it better?" he asked concerned.

"Well, it's better for you to take care of this injury." Chen Pu joked.

"Take a rest." He helped Chen Pu back to the bed, and said, "I'll apply the medicine for you again tomorrow."

"Ziyu, thank you."

Yao Ziyu blushed, touched his nose, turned and left the room.After closing the door, he stood there blankly, touching his chest, as if a warmth had been added to his heart.

At this time, the night was getting darker and the building was more lively. He went down the stairs and found someone who hadn't shown up in the building for half a month.Furious, he deliberately pretended not to see him, but the man rushed forward even faster, grabbed him and said, "Ziyu, I want to see Apu."

"Young Master Song, you are late, A Pu has already gone to bed." Yao Ziyu mercilessly shook off his hand, but stopped after inadvertently catching a glance at Song Leyu.

At this time, Song Leyu's face was haggard, with black lines around both eye sockets, not as high-spirited as he was half a month ago.

Seeing Song Leyu like this, Yao Ziyu couldn't bear it, he seemed too rude just now.He also thought, maybe Song Leyu was busy with something in the past half month and didn't come to Chen Pu... He immediately rejected this idea, why did Song Leyu have to come?Why did he defend Song Leyu?

He curled his lips and said in his heart - it's not uncommon for Song Leyu to be cynical because of his wealth, and A Pu has no interest in him. I used to be angry with him, why should I keep him in trouble now.

He softened his tone and said, "Young Master Song, come back tomorrow night."

"Then..." Song Leyu wanted to see Chen Pu very much tonight. He had a lot of things to talk to, and the one he thought of was Chen Pu, but he was never a pestering person. He sighed and said, "Then Well, just tell him I've been here."

As a result, when Chen Pu woke up the next day, most of the pain in his left hand had subsided. Seeing that he was in good spirits, Yao Ziyu told him about Song Leyu's visit last night.

Yao Ziyu was still a little conflicted when he said those words, but the dislike towards Song Leyu in the past was long gone, and Chen Pu could see this.

He said with a smile: "Unexpectedly, you guys would meet with each other while I was asleep and lose all kindness and hatred."

"I haven't had it for a long time..." His words slipped to his lips naturally, but he felt that it was inappropriate, so he immediately shut up and stopped talking.

The shrewd Chen Pu teased Yao Ziyu: "When did you start?"

Yao Ziyu immediately thought of the day when Chen Pu denied the relationship between him and Song Leyu. He would never tell Chen Pu that he no longer hated Song Leyu from that day on, because at that time Chen Pu said that he liked him. Enough, let him know that he is not redundant enough.

At night, Song Leyu came again.

Looking at him, Yao Ziyu felt that in just one night, he was much more haggard than last night.He also said the same sentence: "Ziyu, I want to see A Pu." But Yao Ziyu didn't make things difficult for him anymore, and led him directly to Chen Pu's wing.

At this time Chen Pu was in the room, wiping the jade screen flute with a silk handkerchief.Although he seldom thinks about the past, but this jade screen flute is very important to him, and he will take it out and wipe it every few days.And he was so focused that Song Leyu didn't even notice when he came.

It wasn't until Song Leyu said, "A Pu," that he was brought back to his senses from the flute.

"Are you here?" Chen Pu put down Xiao, raised his head and joked to Song Leyu, "I thought you had forgotten me as a friend..." But he was intimidated by Song Leyu's expression in the middle of his words. What Yao Ziyu described was more haggard and haggard, and he immediately asked with concern: "What happened?"

Song Leyu forced a smile, and instead of answering Chen Pu directly, he said, "Can you play that song in the pavilion that day again?"

Chen Pu looked at Song Leyu in embarrassment, because his flute was always played only for Huai Jun, but seeing Song Leyu's frustrated appearance, he couldn't bear it, so he picked up the flute, put it to his lips, and played the flute. , as if it were played once for a friend.

The strange thing is that the Yuping flute didn't go out of tune this time, and it didn't suddenly become sharp. He accepted it with emotion.It was also as if he was playing the flute under the magnolia tree, Huai Jun smiled and listened, nothing happened, there was only each other between them.

When his finger pressed the flute hole of the last note, he stopped and took the flute away stiffly.

The whole room suddenly became quiet, as if everything was condensed at this moment, until Song Leyu sighed to break the atmosphere: "I said that you and I were destined to be friends, so I insisted on being friends with you, but in fact there is another reason .”

Chen Pu took back the mind that was drifting to the past, stared at Song Leyu, and waited for him to tell another reason.

"The person who plays the xiao has his own story, and the person who listens to the xiao also thinks of his own story." He seemed to have gained some strength from the sound of Chen Pu's xiao, and he released a smile that wiped away all the filth on his face. Bitterness: "I have a story, do you want to hear it?"

The blower does have his story, but the blower says, "But I have no story to trade with you."

"You have, but you don't want to talk about it." Song Leyu shrugged indifferently: "When you want to talk about it one day, give it back to me."

"What if I don't want to say it for the rest of my life?"

"Then you owe me all the time, and you can pay it back in your next life."

"Okay!" Chen Pu could see that Song Leyu wanted to find someone to confide in. He never thought that Song Leyu, who talked and laughed happily, would have such a side. It seems that some things have really depressed him for a long time, but now he can say It's a good thing to come out, he joked: "Since it's a bad fate, why not return it in the next life."

Song Leyu took a deep look at Chen Pu, took a breath, and slowly told his story.