Chunfengcuo

When he heard Su Weiming's muffled groan, Shen Wumeng quickly turned his head, and flew to Su Weiming who was sitting up slowly with his sword on the ground.

The corners of Su Weiming's lips were bloodshot.

If he hadn't been in a hurry to leave and distracted Mu Zhe, Mu Zhe wouldn't have been attacked by Ren Sanfa.As soon as Shen Wumeng thought about this, he stretched out his hand apologetically, wiped the blood from Su Weiming's mouth, and said in a low voice: "Mu Zhe, I'll go find Dr. Cui right away."

Inadvertently, his eyes fell on the golden sword, and suddenly froze—there was a very small gap on one side of the sword.He remembered very clearly that he was shocked by his palm strength...

His hands couldn't help trembling slightly, he grabbed Su Weiming's right foot quickly, ignored Su Weiming's struggle, and quickly took off his shoes and socks.

There were indeed five pale white scars left on the ankle.

Shen Wumeng's heart suddenly brightened, all the strength in his body seemed to be pulled away at once, but he still clung to Su Weiming's feet, stared at the man with a wry smile on his face, and said shyly, "Why do you pretend to be Mu Zhe to deceive?" Me? You want me to watch 'Musker' die with my own eyes, so that I can forget about him from now on?"

The carefully set up deception was quickly dismantled, and then hearing the man's painful questioning, Su Weiming was in a state of confusion, opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood splashed on the front of his shirt, and his consciousness was also taken away by the darkness.

"Wei Ming!" Shen Wumeng hugged Su Weiming tightly, thinking of what Ren Sanfa said just now, his heart also sank to the bottom of the valley.

Su Weiming was seriously injured this time, and when he woke up, it was already dusk the next day.

When I opened my eyes, the fine dust was flying, and the books all over the room came into view immediately.He collected himself and saw clearly that he was lying on the soft couch in the study.Sandalwood was burning in the sapphire stove beside the bed, and the smoke was curling around, but he could not smell the slightest fragrance.He tried to move his body, but there was a faint pain in the palm wound on his back, and his internal breathing was quite smooth, obviously someone had given him energy to recuperate him when he was unconscious.

Shen Wumeng sat quietly beside the desk, with her head slightly lowered, as if she was meditating.Black hair covered his side face, and the futon was scattered like ink that could not be melted.

Hearing the movement, he turned to face Su Weiming.In his hand, he held the unfinished clay mandarin duck.

"... Weiming, the child I saw for the first time by the pond 20 years ago is actually you, right?" Shen Wumeng asked slowly, but his tone was very certain.

Based on this muddy mandarin duck similar to that of the past, he can conclude that Su Weiming is the little guy who broke into his heart back then.That's why Su Weiming's reaction was so weird when he heard him recall the past when he was boating on the Liancheng River that day...

He got up, walked to the side of the couch and sat down, caressing Su Weiming's face, said: "You already knew the truth on the Liancheng River, why didn't you tell me earlier? You want to take the poison pill for me? I I always thought that it was too late for you to hate me..."

Su Weiming interrupted Shen Wumeng's self-blame with a wry smile. "Even if I don't want to take it for you, Ren Sanfa will force me to take Qishang Wan. You don't need to feel that you owe me anything. But why are you speaking so softly, and there is no one else here──"

He stopped asking suddenly, just because Shen Wumeng was stunned for a moment, and there was an indescribable sadness on his face.Su Weiming instantly understood that it was not because Shen Wumeng's voice was low, but because his hearing had become too poor.

He was dazed for a long time, and asked, "Doctor Cui should have treated me, how long can I live?"

Shen Wumeng remained silent, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he regained his composure after a long while, saying: "I won't watch you die. Weiming, I'll take you to Jishen Peak to find the medicinal spring right now."

"It's useless." Su Weiming shook his head, mercilessly tearing apart Shen Wumeng's fantasy. "Actually, you know better than me. Based on my current tendency of poisoning, I'm afraid I'll go to the Underworld to meet the King of Hades before reaching the peak of offering sacrifices to gods. Oh, besides, the medicine spring may not be able to cure the poison."

He stared at Shen Wumeng's despairing eyes, and smiled: "I've been wandering abroad all these years, and I don't want to die in another country in the end."

Shen Wumeng could no longer think of words to persuade him, but held Su Weiming's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that if he let go, he would lose the person in front of him forever.

The wrist bone was pinched to the point of pain, Su Weiming frowned slightly, but couldn't bear to break free.Concentrating on the dark red sun slanting westward on the window paper, he got up, put on his clothes and shoes, and picked up the Yaoqin on the desk. "I want to go out and get some air."

Brothers Ge Shanfeng and Shu Shanlei were waiting under the hidden sword pavilion.Since the two of them learned from Dr. Cui that the sect master was poisoned, they were very anxious. They wanted to ask the sect master for details, but they were stopped by Shen Wumeng, who prevented them from disturbing Su Weiming's rest.At this moment, seeing Su Weiming stepping out of the gate slowly, the two said anxiously: "Master, what kind of poison have you been poisoned by? Are you going to send Xiaozhu's disciples out to look for a famous doctor?"

Su Weiming has always been prejudiced against everyone in Xiaozhu, but seeing the anxiety and worry on their faces that they couldn't pretend to be, he couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional, and said lightly: "Doctor Cui is too fussy, this poison is not a big deal things, you two don’t need to panic.”

"But──" Ge Shanfeng frowned deeply, and was about to refute, when Su Weiming passed them both and walked forward.

"Master Ge, from today onwards I will retreat to heal my wounds, and I will not see anyone except brother Shen. You ordered everyone not to enter the backyard without permission."

Ge Shu and the two had no choice but to take orders and leave.

Shen Wumeng silently followed Su Weiming step by step, and walked to the flower garden.

The lotus and lotus leaves in the pool were soaked in the sunset, and like Su Weiming, they were all covered with a hazy golden layer.In the eyes of Shen Wumeng, it doesn't seem real.

He watched Su Weiming sitting on the bluestone drum stool with a smile, stroking the strings leisurely, his heart suddenly seemed to be tightened by the sharpest thorns, and his whole body was stabbed by it.Wanting to speak, Su Weiming made a silent gesture to him, motioning him to sit down too.

The sound of the piano is tinkling and murmuring, as calm as water.

After playing a piece, Su Weiming pressed the strings to listen, and smiled at Shen Wumeng: "My piano skills are mediocre, but I can't play it without a curtain, which hurts your ears."

"Unnamed..."

"I have self-knowledge." Su Weiming looked at the sunset in the clouds, and said to himself: "In terms of martial arts and cultivation, I am not as good as Mu Zhe. As for things like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I am even more far behind. Stand with Mu Zhe , I’m just a superfluous fake, apart from looking like him, I have nothing else.”

Shen Wumeng tremblingly said: "Don't belittle yourself. Weiming, in my eyes, you are unique, no one can compare to you."

Knowing that the man felt sorry for him, a dying person, and would say such words out of sympathy, Su Weiming couldn't help laughing, his face glowing. "Master Shen, thank you for your kind words."

"Wei Ming, I'm not kidding you! The person I really like is actually you, I──"

"Okay, okay, I believe you." Su Weiming nodded repeatedly, interrupted him, focused on Shen Wumeng, and finally said with a smile: "Since you said you like me, then promise me not to pester Muzhe again. This is the second thing I want you to do, you won't say you can't do it this time, will you?"

How could Shen Wumeng fail to see that Su Weiming was perfunctory him.Weiming obviously didn't believe what he said, and even mentioned the promise he made back then, lest he break his promise.But Su Weiming's energetic appearance made him unable to bear to argue with him any longer, he said sadly: "I promise you, I won't get close to the curtain again in the future, you can rest assured."

Finally, he solved his younger brother's worries, and the big rock that had always been in Su Weiming's heart was lifted. He felt relaxed, and sincerely thanked Shen Wumeng: "Thank you, Master Shen, for your fulfillment."

Listening to Su Weiming saying "Shen Jiaozhu", Shen Wumeng felt even more heartbroken. He grabbed Su Weiming's cool hand in the wind and smiled wryly: "Didn't you call me by my name before? Why did you change your mouth again?" ?”

Su Weiming looked at Shen Wumeng in a trance, and the mournful expression made him feel that he had really become the most cherished person in Shen Wumeng's heart.

Even if this is just his hallucination for a while, he is willing to sink...

He suddenly grabbed Shen Wumeng's hand impulsively, "Shen Wumeng, help me with one last thing, kill someone for me."

Shen Wumeng was startled, but without hesitation, she nodded and said, "Who do you want me to kill?"

"I don't even know who that person is..."

As long as he recalled the terrible experience in Merlin, Su Weiming couldn't help feeling chills all over his body in the evening wind, and his voice trembled uncontrollably: "I was too drunk at that time, and I didn't remember that, that beast clearly." I remember him laughing all the time. No matter how much I begged him, he refused to let me go. His martial arts are so high, I couldn’t resist at all.”

He took a deep breath before suppressing the strong sense of humiliation surging in his chest, and continued: "I came back to attend grandma's funeral that year, and met that bastard in Merlin. He called me little guy when he opened his mouth, so he should recognize me. No , It was because I knew Mu Zhe that I thought I was Mu Zhe. I suspect that he is from Xiaozhu, but I have seen it secretly these days. In terms of age, it is not like these young people now, and neither are Hall Master Ge and the others. It's this kind of adulterer. Maybe that beast has left Broken Sword Xiaozhu, or maybe it's a Jianghu person who came to Xiaozhu to express condolences ten years ago. Shen Wumeng, if you can find that beast, kill him for me. "

He spoke for a long time in one breath, and suddenly realized that Shen Wumeng was silent, but his hands were cold.The man's eyes were extremely shocked.

Su Weiming was stabbed by Shen Wumeng's eyes, tremblingly let go of the man's palm, and said blankly: "Did you not expect me to be so dirty? Oh, I am useless, I can't protect myself, even that No one knows about the beast, I'm so stupid that I'm hopelessly stupid..."

Why was he so hot-headed for a moment that he actually poured out his most ulterior and dark past? !Even if Shen Wumeng had a little sympathy for him at first, now there must be only contempt.

At this moment, Su Weiming hardly had the courage to face Shen Wumeng again, and just wanted to run away.He hugged Qin and stood up from the stone bench. Just about to turn around, Shen Wumeng grabbed his right arm firmly.

Shen Wumeng's face completely lost its color in the twilight, as pale as paper.Every word seemed to be squeezed out of his parched throat with great effort. "Weiming, do you really want to kill that person?"

Then there is no need to ask? !Su Weiming only felt that Shen Wumeng's question was unnecessary, but seeing the endless regret in the man's eyes, he stiffened suddenly.

In a blink of an eye, he understood everything - that blurred-faced person whom he hated for ten years was Shen Wumeng standing in front of his eyes.

He stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what else he could say at this moment.

Shocked by Su Weiming's crying-smiling expression, Shen Wumeng almost begged: "Weiming, don't be like this..."

"...let go...hand...", Su Weiming's stiff limbs finally regained consciousness, and slowly stretched out his left hand to break Shen Wumeng's five fingers that were holding his arm tightly.

"I only do that because I like you, Weiming, trust me." Knowing that Su Weiming would not listen to any excuses at this time, Shen Wumeng still refused to give up. "I really didn't know that you and Muzi were twin brothers. I always thought I saw the same person. If I found out earlier, I would never have made a mistake."

Su Weiming's hand stopped for a moment, just as Shen Wumeng was delighted to think that there was a turning point, when he suddenly heard a loud noise──

Yaoqin was thrown onto the grass by Su Weiming, broke into two pieces, and all seven strings broke.

"You and I have been like this from now on..." Su Weiming murmured, and then smiled blankly: "You thought I was Mu Zhe, that's why you did that, just like that night in the Cangjian Pavilion. I know, I have always It's just Mu Zhe's substitute. Master Shen, I don't blame you, I just ask you to let go."

"Unnamed!"

"Master Shen, please let go."

Facing Su Weiming's empty gaze, Shen Wumeng didn't dare to provoke him anymore, so he had to let go of Su Weiming's arm.

Su Weiming sighed, turned around and walked slowly back to the Cangjian Pavilion, walked into the study, and then closed the door, blocking Shen Wumeng who was following him from the door.

His unusual quietness made Shen Wumeng feel chills in his heart, and said in a trembling voice: "Weiming, what kind of resentment do you have, just come to me, don't do anything stupid!"

The silence in the room remained, only the sound of Su Weiming's gentle breathing was heard.

Shen Wumeng was even more shocked, "Weiming, open the door! Otherwise, I will have to break in."

He didn't care about making Su Weiming angry, so he raised his hand, and was about to break the wooden door, when Su Weiming finally sighed from behind the door: "I don't want to see you again, Master Shen, go away, don't let me I hate you even more."

Shen Wumeng's beautiful face twisted for a while, but the raised hand did not land on the door after all.He smiled wryly through the door: "I have been wrong for 20 years, this time no matter what, I will not leave. Weiming, if you refuse to see me for a day, I will just wait here for a day."

After a long silence, he only heard two words from Su Weiming without ups and downs: "Why bother."

No sorrow, no joy, no nostalgia, like stagnant water without waves.

Shen Wumeng's whole body trembled violently. In his memory, Su Weiming had never spoken in such a tone.He would rather Su Weiming yell at him, ridicule and sarcasm, and vent his resentment to his heart's content, than for Su Weiming to be as calm as a dead wood.

"Wei Ming..." He regretted the past, but no matter how much he regretted and repented, he couldn't reverse the flow of time.

He slumped down on the railing of the corridor, and let the night gradually thicken, engulfing his figure.

The brand-new tables, chairs and furniture were carried by porters and sent to Duhuo Villa one after another.The previously dilapidated roof tiles, doors and windows have also been repaired.

Bai Yan has been frowning for many days, and has no mind to care about trivial matters. The reorganization of the villa depends on Su Muzhe's busy running around. Seeing that Su Muzhe is ordering the porter to arrange furniture, she feels really sorry, and apologizes: " Second Young Master Su, thanks to your help these days, I really don’t know how to thank you, Young Master.”

Su Muzhe smiled slightly: "Miss Bai is too polite, you are a weak girl and a friend of your brother, I should help, not to mention these small things are just a little effort, not worth mentioning."

Hearing that he mentioned Su Weiming, Bai Yan felt a dull pain in her chest and her eye sockets were sore, she felt that one more look at Su Muzhe's face would be torture to herself, so she left quickly on the pretext of needing to do needlework.Along the way, she avoids the porters, and only walks to the quiet and deserted medicine field, not wanting to be seen by the tears she is about to shed.

Autumn is severe and frosty, and the herbs in the garden have been left unattended for a long time, and more than half of them withered.Bai Yan rushed into the small thatched hut where Bai Wuchang used to refine medicine, closed the door, and finally couldn't help being sad, sobbing.

When she was sad, a few rustling noises came to her ears, she thought it was the sound of the hut being blown by the wind, so she didn't pay attention.But not long after, the same sound was heard again.This time she could hear clearly, the sound came from the small red copper medicine cauldron in the corner.

Bai Yan was startled and shed tears, went over to uncover the lid of the medicine cauldron, and took a closer look, there was a black centipede about two inches long in the small cauldron, as thin as a thin thread, crawling slowly on the inner wall of the medicine cauldron .

There is still some green powder left in the medicine cauldron.The black centipede crawled to a powder place and stopped, only its head was still turning slightly, as if it was swallowing the powder, and after a while, it crawled back to the bottom of the medicine cauldron without moving.

Bai Yan's heart moved, the last thing the uncle refined was Qishang Wan, the powder in this cauldron was green in color, it must be left over from refining medicine.The medicine cauldron was tightly covered, it was impossible for this black centipede to crawl in by itself, it must have been put in by the uncle to refine the medicine, but somehow it survived, and it couldn't escape the medicine cauldron, so it could only rely on the powdered medicine of Qishang Pill To survive on food, it has survived to this day.

Since the centipede was not poisoned to death by this highly poisonous powder, there must be something in the body that inhibits it, and using it as medicine may be able to relieve the toxicity of Qishang Pill.

Bai Yan was very energetic, wrapped his sleeves around his fingers, and reached into the cauldron, trying to catch the centipede.Unexpectedly, the centipede looked lazy, but it was actually very vigilant, before Bai Yan's fingers got close, the centipede quickly crawled to the other side.

Fearing that it would escape from the medicine cauldron, Bai Yan hurriedly closed the lid again, hugged the medicine cauldron with great effort, and walked out of the hut.

Su Muzhe was still in the hall, when he saw Bai Yan coming from a distance holding a small red copper tripod, he was startled, and floated forward, took the medicine tripod for Bai Yan, and said strangely: "Miss Bai, take What is this doing?"

"Hurry up, go back to Xiaozhu!" Bai Yan grabbed his sleeve and said anxiously, "Whether Mr. Su's poison can be cured depends on him. Let's go back quickly, if it's too late, it may be too late."

Su Muzhe was even more surprised, and after questioning, he learned that his elder brother was infected with a severe poison, and his time was running out.No wonder he always felt a little uneasy these days, but he couldn't say why.His handsome face darkened, and he said, "Why didn't Miss Bai tell you earlier?"

"Master Su didn't let me tell others." Bai Yan saw this gentle and smiling person getting angry for the first time, his heart turned cold, and he said in a trembling voice: "Master Su, he didn't want you to be sad for him so he kept it from you, don't you angry with him."

Su Muzhe sighed, knowing that Bai Yan was telling the truth, so he didn't want to blame the girl anymore, so he nodded slightly and led Bai Yan out quickly.

A few exquisite dishes and a pot of fine wine were served on a black lacquered tray painted with gold, and were handed over to Shen Wumeng by the kitchen servants.

There was always a bitter smile on Shen Wumeng's mouth.He took the food in one hand and walked slowly back to the Cangjian Pavilion.Seeing that the study door was still closed as when he left, his wry smile deepened. "Weiming, it's been two days, just eat something. If you don't want to see me, then I'll leave the food at the door, and I'll walk away."

No one answered him.

Shen Wumeng sadly put down the tray and walked to the end of the corridor.

The distant mountains meander, and the maple is as red as fire.

The autumn colors are bright and colorful, and the person in the study who has touched his heart all his life is dying day by day, and he actually keeps by Su Weiming's side, holding his hand to accompany Su Weiming through the last part of his life. I can't ask for it.

In desperation, my thoughts flew to the Liancheng River.The night rain was torrential, and the man was crying silently in the wind and rain, vulnerable and helpless like a child who was ruthlessly abandoned by adults, tremblingly stretched out his cold palm soaked in rainwater, and put it in his hand.

At that time, Su Weiming must have hoped that he would hold his hand tightly forever and never leave him, but he couldn't grasp it after all.

A moment of wrong hands, is it doomed to be lost forever? ...

Shen Wumeng suddenly felt that the rays of the rising sun brushing the corners of his eyes were scalding, as if they were going to burn him from the inside out. He closed his eyes impatiently, and after a long time, he tried to calm down, turned and walked towards study.

The tray is still in its original position, and the style of writing has not moved.Although this result was expected by Shen Wumeng, his chest still hurts.Su Weiming was so determined that he would rather go on a hunger strike than see him again.

He picked up the food and begged through the door: "Wei Ming, let me take one last look at you. As long as you eat these food, I will leave and I will never pester you again. Wei Ming?..."

The study room was surprisingly quiet, not even the slightest breath could be heard.

Shen Wumeng's complexion changed drastically, and he slapped the door open.

Su Weiming was not there, the bedding on the couch was still warm.

He must have taken advantage of the gap when he left Cangjiange to go to the kitchen to get food!Shen Wumeng suddenly panicked, put down the tray, and jumped downstairs.He just ran a few steps towards the gate of Xiaozhu, and suddenly stopped in his footsteps──Su Weiming said that he didn't want to die in another country, and he would definitely not leave Broken Sword Xiaozhu, and he was probably still hiding in a hidden place in Xiaozhu!

He turned around and hurried back to the westernmost empty room under the hidden sword pavilion.The walls in the house are desolate, and there are no windows, except for the half-handled broken sword with rust mottled hanging on the wall, there is nothing.

Shen Wumeng walked under the broken sword and pulled the hilt hard, the wall made a series of low noises and slowly parted to the left and right.The dim yellow light also poured out, illuminating a tunnel leading down behind the wall.

This secret room is where Su Muzhe often used to retreat and practice.To find a hidden hiding place in the small building, Shen Wumeng naturally thought of this secret room in his first reaction.He had a hunch that Su Weiming was hiding inside.

There were only dozens of steps in the tunnel, and Shen Wumeng saw Su Weiming's tall and straight back, sitting beside the sandalwood desk, like an old monk in meditation.

"Wei Ming, you are indeed here."

Shen Wumeng breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the ecstasy of finding something lost.He walked behind Su Weiming and said with a shy smile, "Go back to the study. As long as you promise me not to go on a hunger strike, I can leave Xiaozhu immediately and I won't make you angry anymore."

Su Weiming still sat upright, even the hair on his back didn't move a little.

Shen Wumeng felt that he had never been so humble, but he still continued to say in a low voice: "I know you don't want to believe me, but what I say now is the truth. That's right, for so many years, I have watched and watched The person I love is Mu Zhe, that's because I thought Mu Zhe was the child I fell in love with at first sight, it was you, Weiming, but I didn't expect that I would mistakenly recognize the wrong person, and even if I made a mistake, it would be 20 Year."

Even so, he still couldn't extricate himself from being deeply attracted by Su Weiming, and even fell into it completely...

"Do you still remember the night when you were injured at the bottom of the valley? In fact, since then, I feel that you are more like the child I first met. I was afraid that I would be fascinated by you, and I would feel sorry for Mu Zhe, so I had to deliberately distance myself You, but it doesn’t work at all. After you were captured by Ren Sanfa, I was not in the mood to go to Muzhe again, I just wanted to find you. Weiming, 20 years ago, the person I fell in love with was you, 20 years After that, it’s still you.”

In the secret room, only his clear and mellow voice echoed.Su Weiming remained silent and did not move.

A cold air rose quietly from the soles of Shen Wumeng's feet, he finally sensed something was wrong, he bent down to Su Weiming's ear and yelled Weiming, Su Weiming still didn't look back.

Being close, Shen Wumeng saw that Su Weiming's skin at the base of the ears was turquoise, which was extremely strange.His mind went blank—Weiming, already deaf? !Wei Ming couldn't even hear a single word of his heartfelt words!

He hugged Su Weiming tightly.Su Weiming was shocked by the sudden hug and turned around.

Not seeing each other for a few days, Su Weiming's face also showed a faint blueness, his eyes were foggy, he stared at Shen Wumeng for a while, seemed to see the person clearly, grabbed Shen Wumeng's shoulders, trying to push him away .

Are Weiming's eyes about to go blind?Shen Wumeng hugged Su Weiming tightly, never feeling sad like this moment. "Wei Ming, Wei Ming, you are the one I really care about, can you hear me?"

Naturally, the person in his arms would not answer him, and kept struggling, trying to break free from the confinement of his arms.

Shen Wumeng smiled, sad and desperate.

Waiting persistently for half a lifetime, and finally ended up with such an unbearable ending?

"...Don't..." He didn't want Su Weiming until his death, thinking that he was just Mu Zhe's substitute.

He grabbed the back of Su Weiming's neck suddenly, and pushed him down on the desk.Kissing Su Weiming's pale green lips fiercely, sucking and biting... frantically snatching Su Weiming's breath.

"Uh..." There was blood slipping from between the entangled lips.

The legs were separated and pressed to the chest, and the body was penetrated by the fiery foreign body. Su Weiming's whole body convulsed, moaning in a low voice, but the hands that were originally resisting gradually weakened as the man frantically entered and exited, and turned to embrace him. Liao Shen Wumeng's undulating back.

"... Weiming, can you feel me? Weiming... The only person I like has always been you..."

Shen Wumeng tightly grasped Su Weiming's legs, and hit the tight body below him like a demon, lowered his head from time to time, found Su Weiming's sweaty eyebrows, collarbone, and kissed frequently.

Suddenly, his waist went numb and he couldn't move.

Su Weiming slowly withdrew his hand on Shen Wumeng's soft numb point, pushed away the person on his body, gasped for a moment, then regained his strength, straightened his clothes, and went up the stairs.

"Wei Ming!" Shen Wumeng blushed, watching Su Weiming disappear at the end of the tunnel without looking back.