My bamboo horse is a broken sleeve

Chapter 45

"My own body, I know it myself." Wan Jun said slowly, as if he had accepted everything. After speaking, he gently leaned into Lu Bingwen's arms, and Lu Bingwen also opened his arms and hugged him back, " You don't have to pity me, and you don't need to do anything else. I have been alone all my life, and I am also pityed by God. Let me meet you and experience the joy and love in the world. It is also a fulfillment of a wish. .”

.

I don't know if it's God's will to trick people, or it's fate, Mu Yuning watched all this happen outside the curtain, but it was different from last time, he didn't rush in, but left before the people in the house found out.

When going downstairs, Mu Yuning, who was only focused on walking, knocked down Wang Chuanfeng, who was also here. If it was normal, these two unconscious people might have already scolded each other.But now the two looked at each other, and it was clear at a glance that the other party was in a state of despair, they had nothing to say, and they both walked away.

This winter, everyone is so frustrated.

Seeing Wang Chuanfeng coming, the sharp-eyed Aunt Lu greeted this distinguished guest who had not been welcomed by Shihualou for a long time, and immediately greeted him with a cheerful smile.

"Oh~ this is not the prince! The prince has not come to visit our Shihualou for a long time! Which girl do you want today, or I will pick a few for you..."

"No need," Wang Chuanfeng interrupted Aunt Lu's hospitality impatiently, "I'm here to find you."

Looking for her?A 34 year old milf?Of course it doesn't mean that.Aunt Lu also understands that in her line of work, people are the most sensitive to facial expressions. When she saw Wang Chuanfeng's stern face, as if someone owed him money, she couldn't help feeling tense, thinking that something was up...

So he had to laugh twice to hide his nervousness, pretending to be puzzled and saying, "Uh...hehe...Young Master Wang is looking for me...what's your business?"

Now that the story has come to this point, Wang Chuanfeng didn't go around in circles, and asked straight to the point, "A few days ago, there were some unpleasant rumors about me, I think, Aunt Lu...you should know, right? "

"Ah? This..." Aunt Lu smiled awkwardly and shook her head, "No, I haven't heard of it."

"Don't pretend, the reason why I came to you is naturally because I have inquired about it." Wang Chuanfeng paused, looked at Aunt Lu's flickering expression, and became more convinced that there was a problem, "I heard that those who have No, it came from you, can there be such a thing?"

……

……

"This matter should not be delayed. Arrange it as soon as possible. It is best to leave early tomorrow morning."

"Yes, sir."

"and also……"

Han Yan and Steward Liu were walking out all the way. They were giving orders, but they didn't want to end up going out when they bumped into Wang Chuanfeng.

"What are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to look for you." Wang Chuanfeng said indifferently, looking at Han Zhuo seriously, since he heard the news of Xue Yingfeng's death, he didn't have the usual ruffian.

"Young Master..." Butler Liu didn't know what Han Yan's attitude towards Wang Chuanfeng was, so he was a little at a loss.

"You go first."

"Yes." Steward Liu saluted respectfully, then nodded to Wang Chuanfeng, and hurried towards West Street...

Seeing Steward Liu walking away, Han Yan looked away, "What do you want from me?"

"Apart from Yingfeng, do you think there is anything else to say between you and me?"

From what he meant, it was naturally related to Xue Yingfeng.Although Han Yi had important things to do, if the matter had something to do with Xue Yingfeng, it would be a big deal, and he could let it go.

"Come in and talk." Han Yan wanted to go back, but was stopped by Wang Chuanfeng when he turned around.

"Don't bother, I don't want to look at your face for a moment longer."

His brows were slightly frowned, and his forehead darkened instantly, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"I just want to tell you, don't trust the people around you so much."

"Who do I trust, do I need you to tell me?"

"Yes, I have nothing to do with you, and of course I don't worry about you. It's just that the person you trust is the mastermind who killed Yingfeng, so it has something to do with me."

There was a glimmer of light in his gaze, Han Li didn't answer immediately, and in a moment of silence, the wind passed over the treetops, bringing down a splendor.

Wang Chuanfeng was attracted by the pear blossom, and the wind picked up at night, "Some people look like a pear blossom, but they are actually extremely filthy." As he spoke, he turned his head slowly and found that Han Yan still had a calm and indifferent face, but He was a smart man in Hanyu, Wang Chuanfeng thought that he must have understood what he meant.

"You must also know about those rumors a few days ago. Someone is behind the scenes, right?"

Han Yan only raised his eyes slightly to look at Wang Chuanfeng, although he didn't say a word, his eyes were deep, but the deep meaning could make people understand.

Wang Chuanfeng continued: "I went to Shihualou and asked some information from Aunt Lu. She said...that is the official family, she can't afford to offend...splash dirty water on Yingfengtou, you and me, But it's just someone she uses, her purpose is Yingfeng. I said this, you should be very clear, right?"

"You don't need to say it."

"Ok?"

"I've already figured it out."

"What?" Wang Chuanfeng couldn't get angry when he saw Han Zhuo's indifferent appearance, "Since you already knew, why are you still so heartless towards Yingfeng!?" Wang Chuanfeng insisted that Xue Yingfeng's death was inseparable from Han Zhuo Relationship, Xue Yingfeng in my impression is obviously such an optimistic and cheerful person, even if he encounters such a calamity, he will not give in easily, but during that period...he became a person who spends his days getting drunk and doing nothing... …

If a person is desperate, even a small setback can drive him into the bottomless abyss.

Of course, Wang Chuanfeng didn't know, and it was only after Wang Chuanfeng met Huan Xiao'er two days ago that Han Yan began to suspect.However, Han Yan didn't intend to explain, he thought it was unnecessary, after all, this was a matter between himself and Xue Yingfeng, and had nothing to do with Wang Chuanfeng, an "outsider".

"You don't need to take care of our affairs."

"What do you mean by saying this now? What about when Yingfeng was there? What were you doing at that time? Have you forgotten? Then let me remind you, at that time, you were hurting him, and you were making him cry!"

"How I treat him is also my business." After listening to Wang Chuanfeng's words, Han Yan felt that he was about to lose control of his anger, so he ignored him and left on his own.Although there were still waves of cursing behind him, he tried not to listen or think about it, he only knew that there was a voice in his heart repeating, reminding himself repeatedly——

That person is his.

……

How many people in the world are besieged by the secular world, constantly torturing themselves and each other, only to realize that they have already fallen into the abyss when they leave that day, or lose that day.That's it, the tragedy never stops...

If God grants a chance, I would like to spend the rest of my life loving.

How many people in the world pray like this?Everyone in the world knows that "Siluo leans against the trees, and cattail grass is the rock", but how many people understand that "the wings are not connected, and the eyebrows are not in harmony"...

The night crows in the sparse forest were making noise, Han Zhuo stood outside the forest for a while, as if thinking about something, after a long time, he took another step, gradually, his figure disappeared into the sky...

……

In early spring and February, when the fragrance of cyanosis comes, it turns warm and cold.Spring returns to the rainy days, accompanied by the unsteady first song of the chicks.Occasionally, there will be a few light snowfalls in Nylon City, but it can no longer cover the fresh green in front of Begonia, Taoli, Fangfei.After the plum blossom bloomed for the last time, I thanked myself.Everything began to become clear, and it was a scene of the wind and cold still unfinished, and the gentle and sunny vibes exploring the greenery.

Nylon City also began to gradually become angry.But those who are frustrated, it is difficult to turn back.

In the mountains and rivers of Asakusa outside the city, there is green smoke on the moor, and Fu Ruo drinks wine to the flowers, and the clouds go with the wind without a trace.Lu Bingwen sat slumped in front of Wan Jun's grave, his eyes were black and blue, it could be seen that he hadn't closed his eyes for several nights.

For more than half a month, Lu Bingwen has been taking care of Wan Jun, and he has almost searched for the best doctors in the whole country, but he can only watch her haggard day by day.In the end, he stayed in front of Wan Jun's bed for two days and two nights, watching her aura sinking little by little.

Unlike when Xue Yingfeng had an accident, Lu Bingwen was helpless at that time when he was in shock and felt like the world was falling apart.It feels like a layer of bee sugar has been applied to a bare wound, gradually covered with ants, and gradually begins to corrode inwards, becoming bloody and bloody, until the white bones are exposed.The process is slow, but every moment is so deadly.

Lu Bingwen began to blur his feelings for Wan Jun. He knew that he hadn't fallen in love with her, but he still couldn't extricate himself from the heartache.Either regret for her, or guilt, or after Xue Yingfeng left, he experienced such a heart-wrenching farewell again and again.The life that was so leisurely and contented at the beginning suddenly became fragmented.

He was wearing a plain robe, and because of his weak body, he was still wearing winter clothes, and his hair was tied in a messy way.The paper money on the grave has long been turned into ashes, and only a few sporadic ones are still lingering.Lu Bingwen brought a jug of wine, and after paying respects to Wan Jun, he drank it alone.He seldom drank alcohol on weekdays, but now he drank three or two glasses, and he didn't feel drunk.

Cang Geng babbles endlessly, Hanmu Chunhua is ready.Lu Bingwen's mind was completely blank, and he didn't know how long he would stay here.

When the cup he put in front of him was kicked over without warning, although his body was subconsciously startled, Lu Bingwen still sat there with a dull expression, and then did not respond.

Until he was picked up by someone, when the familiar and unfamiliar face was reflected in his eyes, his eyes gradually became focused.He didn't know how long he hadn't seen Mu Hongning, probably since he left for the expedition, Mu Hongning seemed to have disappeared, and he could never be heard from again.This may be the longest time the two have been apart.

He knew that Mu Hongning had returned long ago, but Lu Bingwen had been guarding Wanjun since this period of time, and had never left to look for him.Lu Bingwen was also puzzled why Mu Hongning hadn't come to him for so long.

The author has something to say