After several days of feasting, Nan Yi felt that she had the strength to curse, and decided to arrest Zhang Yue.
Her whole body was filled with resentment, and she just wanted an explanation, but Zhang Yuehui didn't come to see her for a long time. Rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to take the initiative. She came in high spirits, thinking of scolding this liar as soon as they met, but when she saw Zhang Yuehui, she was speechless.
She had been carved by the wind and frost, but he looked unchanged at all. His pampered face and elegance soaked in romance were even more dazzling than the down-and-out scholar when they met. This familiar yet unfamiliar face brings back overwhelming memories.
The past time is magical. No matter what happens now, when you look back, it will always be like looking back through a layer of hazy moonlight, which is too beautiful to be blasphemed.
When she finally saw him, she felt a little sad. For a moment, she felt that this was not bad, at least he was still alive. There were many times when she was worried whether he would die in some unknown battlefield, covered with layers of loess.
In troubled times, being alive is the greatest luck. And he's even doing pretty well.
Suddenly she let go of her resentment, and her body seemed to become more agile.
Although she suffered this injury, God was kind to her and gave her a chance to know the truth, otherwise she might have been kept in the dark until her death.
She lifted the hem of her clothes, sat down on the steps very calmly, and then raised her eyes to look at him.
"Zhang Yuehui, don't you tell me something?"
The moment he heard her question, Zhang Yuehui's heart was broken.
He was really nothing. Even though he was like this, he was still avoiding her.
His legs went weak, and he squatted down in front of her, like a child who had done something wrong, with an expression of innocence begging for forgiveness, and he carefully held her hand.
At this moment, Song Muchuan was standing in the corner, a bit in a dilemma.
It was late at night, and he was just about to leave when he heard the door open.
If it's so private, it's definitely not suitable for eavesdropping in the corner. Song Muchuan immediately turned around and left, but his steps were involuntarily very slow.
After all, you have to hide your steps so that they can't be discovered - Song Muchuan explained this in his heart.
The night was quiet, but the sounds from the dark alley could still be heard faintly. While he was silently reciting in his mind, "A gentleman should not listen to what is inappropriate," he instinctively pricked up his ears.
"Nanyi, I was wrong."
"...I lied to you. When I left Lucheng, I didn't join the army. Instead, I traveled around and ran the Return Hall."
"You're not the scholar who spent all the money on the scientific examination and didn't dare to go home, are you?"
"……right."
"Then who are you?"
"How much more have you hidden from me?
Zhang Yuehui said bitterly: "My whole family was unjustly killed, and I was left to live alone. I wanted to take revenge, but there was nowhere to seek it. I resented the unfairness of the world, so I simply became an enemy of the world, and that's why I started this business."
Nan Yi looked into his eyes and was startled: "Then, am I also a part of your revenge against the world?"
Song Muchuan's footsteps stopped. He didn't know what was going on, and his hands were shaking badly. Even though there was some distance, he could still hear the sadness in Nan Yi's words.
That stubborn, everlasting soul revealed her softest point. He wanted to protect her from all the harm in the world, but he also knew that he was just an outsider.
Song Muchuan didn't dare to listen anymore and left quickly.
That was her forbidden area, and he couldn't break into it again. All he could do was give her more healing options on top of a scar.
Zhang Yuehui was silent for a long time, not knowing how to answer.
He prepared a lot of explanations to her, but he never thought she would ask this.
——This sentence seemed to completely negate everything between them, and also shattered Zhang Yuehui's luck. He thought that by apologizing shamelessly and coaxing her, he could coax her back bit by bit... But was that what she thought?
He seemed to be watching himself trying to grab a handful of quicksand, and a rare feeling of powerlessness filled his heart.
How should he answer to reveal his true feelings?
If he denies it, will she believe it? He is now a liar with no credibility. He was attached to the warmth she brought to him, while at the same time destroying the human fireworks she relied on for survival, he harmed her in a strange way.
She was not part of his plan, but was involved in his results.
He didn't even have room to quibble.
Instead, Nan Yi smiled at him, with crooked eyes, but there was clearly no smile in his eyes: "It doesn't matter, I can accept whatever you say now."
"It's not like this!"
This smile made Zhang Yue's heart tighten, and he immediately denied it, holding Nan Yi's hand firmly, as if grasping his last life-saving straw in this world.
And she just looked at him indifferently.
He realized that his girl had changed and became indestructible. He didn't even know when she started to grow. Those things that he thought would hurt her just passed her lightly.
But what he wanted was more, he wanted her anger, her scolding, her showing a little trace that she still cared about him, just like cherishing the broken bracelet.
He held her hand almost pleadingly: "Let's not mention the past, okay? Nan Yi, I know it's ridiculous to say this. I threw you away. My awakening came too late. But now we are again We've met, haven't we? It's still not too late, we can start over."
Nan Yi really thought about Zhang Yuehui's proposal seriously, and then her thoughts became clearer and clearer.
She could forgive him, but only if she could understand him. She couldn't forgive him enough to start over. Even the thought of this possibility made her feel a surge of hatred.
But she didn't want to hate him. Hatred was an emotion that involved all her strength. She didn't want to be so tired, so she shook her head firmly.
"I can ask for nothing... Don't you like Lucheng? Let's find an undisturbed landscape, build a bigger house, and build a new peach blossom garden."
Slowly, Nan Yi pulled his hand out of Zhang Yuehui's hand. He held it so tightly that it hurt her a little.
She lowered her eyes and looked at her empty wrist. There was still a faint trace of sunburn, where she had worn a jade bracelet.
Nan Yi suddenly felt very boring. Soon, the skin color would become consistent again and all traces would disappear.
"Because it can't be found, that place can become a paradise. What's broken is broken, and you can never go back."
In her calm eyes, Zhang Yuehui felt that he was falling apart, and the disguise on his face was gradually peeled off, revealing a bit of madness - he was a very decent person, and he used this layer of decency to Pretending to be pitiful. But in front of her, he was so pitiful.
Dressed in brocade, looking like a human or a dog, so what?
"Why can't you go back?"
He held her shoulders, like an evil ghost trying to break free from its chains, insisting on touching the Buddha's light in the sky. He tried to find the answer on her face, but the night was so dark that he seemed to be far away in front of her and couldn't see anything clearly.
Why? How could you not go back?
"Is it because of Xie Queshan?!" Zhang Yuehui was really panicked, and even started to speak indiscriminately.
"Zhang Yuehui, you're crazy!" Nan Yi was startled, pushed him away and shouted back at him.
Zhang Yuehui seemed to have been hit, and the expression on his face receded like an ebbing tide.
He let go of his hand dejectedly. Yes, is he crazy? He actually used Xie Queshan as a shield at this time. Is he admitting that he lost to him?
Absolutely not.
He shouldn't be in a hurry. He will make up for the mistakes he makes. If it doesn't work overnight, then he will make up for it day and night until she nods.
Nan Yi didn't expect Zhang Yuehui to have such long-term thoughts in an instant, but after thinking about it, she caught a clue from his words. She felt guilty, but she also knew that no one knew everything between her and Xie Queshan.
This may be related to why she was arrested by Gui Lai Tang.
Seeing that Zhang Yuehui calmed down a little, Nan Yi asked, "Why do you think I have something to do with Xie Queshan?"
"So do you have anything to do with him?" he asked nervously.
"of course not."
Zhang Yue was relieved when she saw Nan Yi answered so simply: "Then I guessed wrong."
Nan Yi frowned: "Do you know something?"
She actually vaguely realized that when she was in prison, Gui Lai Tang thought she was a member of Bingzhusi, and also thought that she and Xie Queshan were in the same group - wouldn't that mean that Xie Queshan was a member of Bingzhusi?
Nan Yi thought it was ridiculous at the time, but when she saw Zhang Yue Hui, she was unsure and felt that he had his own reasons for doing things.
"I don't know more than you." Zhang Yue avoided her question.
Nan Yi asked reluctantly: "But why do you have such a strange guess?"
Zhang Yuehui had no choice but to explain: "The two of you disappeared in Lidu Mansion on the same day. Afterwards, he returned to Lidu Mansion to inform the Yucheng Army of its location and regain Wanyan Jun's trust, while you went to Yucheng Army to let them know Evacuate, and in the end the Yucheng army escaped safely - judging from the results alone, your cooperation was flawless. I thought you had discussed it in advance."
Nan Yi had never seen this matter from such a razor-sharp angle. She vaguely felt as if she had missed some important clue... But when she reacted, another obvious thing hit her.
Nan Yi's voice trembled: "Do you know Yu Chengjun is still alive?"
"yes."
Nan Yi looked a little scared when she looked at Zhang Yuehui - how could he know such secret news? Is the Yucheng army still safe now?
Zhang Yue thought that Nan Yi was afraid that her relationship with Yu Chengjun would implicate her, so she quickly coaxed, "I will never hurt you."
Nan Yi's voice suddenly rose: "Then can you hurt others?"
Zhang Yue was speechless.
"You didn't sell the information about Yu Chengjun to anyone else, did you?"
Hmm... If you quietly revealed it to Husha, it doesn't count as a sale, right? He didn't take any money, and even subsidized some of the medical expenses.
"No," Zhang Yuehui replied decisively, "I will not put you in danger."
Nan Yi was still a little angry. At this moment, she finally equated Zhang Yuehui with the cunning intelligence businessman who had returned to his boss's house to make war fortune.
Everything reminded her that Zhang Yuehui was a stranger she had never known.
"I can't restrain you, I can only hope that you keep your word," Nan Yi wanted to get up and end the conversation, "I'm leaving."
Zhang Yuehui stood in front of her eagerly: "Nanyi!"
All the words he had in his mouth were choked in his throat for a moment.
They stared at each other quietly, the shadows on the ground motionless.
The moon also held its breath.
After two years of acquaintance and three years of separation, she had been with him from the age of ignorance to the beginning of love. She pretends to be very sensible, very free and easy, and very strong. But she hid a question that she didn't ask, and she was also afraid deep down in her heart, fearing that those feelings that she never said but knew well were wrongly paid.
But what if it was a mistake from the beginning?
"Zhang Yuehui, what did you mean by giving me that bracelet?"
When asking questions, you don’t have to worry about whether the result is right or wrong.
Zhang Yue couldn't answer. At that time, I didn't dare to tell the truth about leaving. I wanted her to remember him and wanted to send her away. Such despicable thoughts.
In this maddening silence, Nan Yi slowly smiled: "No need to say it, I understand."
Nan Yi smiled calmly, but that smile pierced Zhang Yuehui's heart.
"You should have said goodbye to me three years ago, then I wouldn't have had the delusion to come towards you, and there wouldn't have been so many things that happened next... The only thing you did wrong was this one thing. "
Tears threatened to fall from her eyes, and Nan Yi felt that the smile she was trying to maintain was about to collapse. She forced herself to stare at the half-bloomed flower bud on the wall. The faint moonlight shone on it, making it very beautiful.
When she likes someone, she wants to put all the good things she sees in front of him. She had a box filled with dried flowers she collected, beautiful stones she touched from the river, a beautiful fallen leaf, and a few cotton waddings that fell out of the quilt. She spent the whole year watching the Western Season alone. I wanted to leave traces and share them one by one when I meet that person again.
But now when she looked at the spring flowers, she felt that this beauty belonged to her alone.
