But in the rivers and lakes

There is a well in the courtyard, and Shen Yun went to fetch a basin of water to wash Su Lianmo's wound. Fortunately, the silver whip was not poisoned this time, and what he suffered was flesh and blood, but seeing the whole arm They are all vertically and horizontally dense wounds, which are still very shocking.

The well water was very cold, Shen Yun soaked a piece of soft white cloth, twisted it until it was half dry, and wiped the wound lightly. Su Lianmo felt the pain and shrank back unconsciously. Shen Yun held him and said, "Hold on!" Just bear it, and apply the medicine later." His voice sounded so gentle, Su Lianmo was a little dazed, staring at him blankly, the man in front of him was lowering his eyebrows, focusing on cleaning his wound, mottled The blood was gradually wiped away. With this careful movement, Su Lianmo, who was always afraid of pain, felt that it was actually not so unbearable.

The water in the basin had become cloudy, so Shen Yun went out to change another basin, wiped the wound for the last time, wiped off all the water stains, and then sprinkled the Jinchuang medicine on it.The medicine powder seeped into the wound, and there was a burning pain immediately. Su Lianmo snorted, and felt that it was too embarrassing to bear the pain, so she gritted her teeth and remained silent.Shen Yun took clean cloth strips to bandage the wound from bottom to top, and said: "There is no damage to the meridians, and you should be able to recover after a few days of rest."

Su Lianmo bit her lips until it turned white, and managed to utter a sentence: "If you delay for a while, my arm may be useless."

Shen Yun tied up the cloth strips, and when he raised his head, he realized that cold sweat was streaming down his face, and subconsciously reached out to wipe it off for him.Su Lianmo was startled, and looked at him with a strange smile: "Shen Yun, why do you treat me like this?"

Why?

Shen Yun paused the movements of his hands, and evaded: "You have saved me many times."

Su Lianmo said, "So you want to repay your kindness?"

Shen Yun didn't answer, Su Lianmo moved closer to him with a narrow expression: "Actually, you don't really hate me, do you?"

In order to achieve his goal, he does not hesitate to use any means, regards human life as worthless, and everything he does has reached Shen Yun's bottom line. If it were any other person, Shen Yun might not hesitate to raise his sword to make him an enemy , but only Su Lianmo couldn't.

He never thought of taking his life, and even when he was in danger, he couldn't help but protect him, even if it caused misunderstandings from the world.

Does he hate him?

No, probably never hated.

For some reason, Shen Yun always felt that what Su Lianmo did was not unforgivable, was it because of the deep hatred in his body, or because of his bleak past?Is it because of sympathy, or because you can't bear it?Or, just because he couldn't hate him?

Shen Yun didn't know, even at this moment, he didn't know.

He silently picked up the blood-stained cloth strips and said, "You should rest first."

He got up and was about to leave, but Su Lianmo suddenly grabbed a corner of his clothes. He turned his head, only to see that the boy sitting on the bed was also stunned, as if he didn't understand how he made such a move.He hurriedly let go, turned his head away, Shen Yun didn't say anything, opened the door and walked out.

The night was dark, a crescent moon shuttled through the clouds, and the wind carried an obvious chill. Shen Yun looked up at the boundless sky and sighed deeply.

Su Lianmo tossed and turned on the bed all night and did not sleep well. Seeing that it was dawn, he sat up and stared dryly for a while, but still had no choice but to turn over and get out of bed.It was still very cold in the winter morning, and there was thin frost under the eaves. Su Lianmo glanced at it, only to find that the blood on the ground and Luo Sheng's body had been disposed of. He didn't hear any movement, and wondered if Shen Yun He ran away secretly, and when he was about to curse a few times, he saw Shen Yun walking over with a plate of food.

The ingredients are all ready-made in the kitchen. Shen Yun boiled a pot of clear porridge and fried two dishes of side dishes. He has been wandering in the rivers and lakes since he was a child. These skills have always been proficient in supporting himself. He is just a loner and never pays attention to it.Su Lianmo found it very novel, smelling the aroma, she felt hungry and flustered.Shen Yun glanced at him, brought the food into the room, Su Limo followed eagerly, and couldn't wait to sit at the table.

He couldn't move his left hand, Shen Yun put the porridge and side dishes in front of him, Su Lianmo didn't mean to be polite at all, he ate every mouthful of porridge and vegetables with great enjoyment.Sitting across from him, Shen Yun looked at his gobbling action and thought Mo Ming was funny, and couldn't help shaking his head. Seeing the expression on his face, Su Lianmo didn't feel embarrassed: "I can eat the food cooked by Shen Daxia himself. Sansheng is lucky."

Shen Yun said: "Young Master Su is used to rich clothes and fine food, how can these things catch your eyes."

Su Lianmo snorted and took a sip of porridge, and said, "Of course I don't take what other people do, but you are different, because you will never harm me." Only this person can give Su Lianmo this kind of trust , and only him, Su Lianmo would feel safe and secure.Shen Yun remembered that when he was in the grotto, the torch suddenly went out, and Su Lianmo fell into panic. Perhaps what he was afraid of was not the darkness, but his own past. It was because of that past that he refused to believe anything. People are so cautious everywhere.

Shen Yun pushed the plate towards him, and said in a soft voice: "Then you can eat more."

It is really inconvenient to eat with one hand, and the movements are unavoidable. Su Lianmo didn't mind at all, and the food became more and more delicious.He was only wearing an unlined garment. Shen Yun walked over and took the robe from the bed and put it on his shoulders. With a heartless smile on his face: "Today is the second day."

Yes, the next day, there is still one day left before the three-day period.

Shen Yun said: "I will not go back on what I promised."

Su Lianmo stared at him, and asked with great interest: "Shen Yun, I'm really curious, what kind of things would you break your own rules for?"

Shen Yun said calmly: "Everything I do is to be true to my heart, not the rules."

Su Lianmo said: "Then now, do you still feel that you have no regrets?"

He had a smile on his face, and his slightly curved peach eyes showed a bit of cunning in the morning light. He bled so much last night that his face was still pale. He looked at Shen Yun with curiosity and inquiry , or rather waiting for an answer.Shen Yun has always followed his heart, even when he was coerced by Su Lianmo, he never did anything against benevolence and morality. His heart lies in faith and righteousness, and now he agrees to stay here Although the place has nothing to do with faith, it also comes from his heart.

Because of another heart, just because he wanted to do it.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Su Lianmo asked again: "What are you thinking right now?"

Shen Yun answered irrelevantly: "Although you haven't hurt your vitals, you'd better be careful these few days." After finishing speaking, he got up and left. Su Lianmo looked at his back and didn't speak again.Shen Yun went back to the room to meditate and adjust his breath. His mind was in a mess. This was something he had never experienced before. After about a stick of incense, he heard the sound of Su Limo opening the courtyard door and leaving.

He knew where he was going, and there were only two days left before the centenary feast of Wuxia Villa, so he naturally had to make the final arrangements.

This house is located in a deep alley, far away from the bustling crowds, and the surroundings are extraordinarily quiet. Shen Yun suddenly felt that he was no longer in the Jianghu. He became famous at a young age and experienced countless battles of life and death. He likes to ride a horse and swing a sword. He is fond of love and hatred, and also likes to drink and talk with pride and ambition. Over the years, he has traveled to many places and met many people, but for the first time he wants to stay away from these right and wrong and live a truly chic and unrestrained life.

What is unrestrained?

It's not about becoming famous, not being praised by thousands of people, but about being able to do what you want to do when you want to do it.

But now, there are many things that Shen Yun can't do. For example, he can't stop Mu Yun from going astray, and he can't make Su Lianmo give up revenge. For him, everything has long been forgotten and cannot be let go or forgotten.

Time passed slowly, and he just sat in the house like this, watching the sunlight outside the window slant from east to west, but the courtyard door was pushed open, and he heard the familiar footsteps, somehow, he suddenly felt relaxed.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and they came directly to his door. Shen Yun saw the slender figure reflected on the door by the setting sun, sighed softly, and closed his eyes.He heard the door being pushed open, Su Lianmo walked in, stood in front of him for a moment, then turned and left.After the voice disappeared outside the door, Shen Yun opened his eyes. He saw a jug of wine on the table, which was still the signboard of Zuixianglou. It was a very rare delicacy, but he was not interested in it at the moment.

He had a lot of questions in his mind, such as why did Su Lianmo keep him, and why did Mu Yunze stay put when he knew Jiang Shili's identity?Whose Hongmen Banquet will be held in this conference at Wuxia Villa?

There was nothing he could do, and there was nothing he could do.

At this time, the sound of the piano came from the courtyard, melodious and cold, like snowflakes falling on the top of Tianshan Mountain, cooling Shen Yun's thoughts.He walked slowly to the window, and through the slightly open gap, he saw the young man in white sitting in the pavilion playing the piano, his black hair was like a waterfall, flying gently in the wind, his fingers like jade sculptures and ice sculptures were caressing the strings, Dial out a string of sounds of nature.He really has a pair of very good-looking hands, whether it is killing people, playing the piano, whether it is stained with blood, or holding a wine glass, they are equally elegant and unparalleled.

As the sun set, a thin layer of evening light shrouded the courtyard, and his white clothes seemed to be dyed golden. Shen Yun stared blankly for a long time, and suddenly felt that this might be the most beautiful picture in the world.

The injured left arm still couldn't bear the pain from lightly tapping his fingers. Su Lianmo frowned slightly, pressed his fingers on the strings, and the sound of the piano stopped suddenly. He raised his head and looked at Shen Yun's room through the chaotic evening light. By the open window, he was no longer seen.

Su Lianmo raised the corners of his lips, as if mocking, but also full of helplessness. After a long time, he lowered his eyebrows and sighed.

What is close at hand, what is far away in the world, because no one wants to get close.