Do you remember his sacrifice to save her, you ask?

Of course.

But these are two different things.

She's carrying too much now, and she probably just wants to escape.

Fu Jinshen wanted to be comforted, but he couldn't speak, what did Mu Zhijun do, he didn't know better than anyone? No one can say who is right and who is wrong, right and wrong are relative and not absolute, so Jian Yiyun really wants to leave Mu Zhijun, he will definitely not help say anything.

Because, no one stipulates that a relationship must end together.

Mu Dongyou and He Muze came back one after the other, just in time for dinner, and as soon as they entered the door, he lifted the table in front of everyone.

Parents are here, this is simply a big rebellion, not to mention that it is still in the filial piety period of my grandfather, I have to go back to the Mu family thanks to the old man, otherwise it will inevitably be another family law.

"Second brother, what are you doing!" Cen Manzhen raised his hand and slapped him.

No matter if he has a big reason, there is a tablet for the old man Cen, which is disrespectful!

Mu Dongyou didn't take this slap to heart, but he grabbed Mu Zhijun's collar in anger, "Are you going mad and falling into the devil!

Several bodyguards stepped forward and waited for him, but he was retreated by Mu Zhijun, he broke free from under Mu Dongyou's hands without much effort, straightened his collar, and pointed to the portrait of the old man Cen on the case, "You go and ask him." ”

It's not like there's no proof of death.

"Second child, enough is enough!"

Cen Manzhen calmly sat back in her original position, but Mu Yan was confused and asked everyone, "What's going on?"

Except for a few parties, who knew what was going on, but none of these people answered him, so he swept around and turned his attention to Jian Yiyun, who was stunned by the action of Mu Zhijun and Mu Dongyou in the confrontation, and suddenly came back to his senses, and his heart suddenly collapsed.

Why did she forget that there is no child from the Mu family who is not proficient in martial arts, and has been tempered in the army, not to mention just two gangsters, even two more, which can be easily solved, and Old Man Mu once boasted to her about this matter very proudly!

Jian Yiyun had a glint in his eyes and fanned his eyes, "Ah, Dad, you ask me, me...... I don't know ......."

Counting, she really doesn't know, people deliberately hide it, why should she get involved.

"Well, you go on, I'm a little tired, let's go rest first. ”

Jian Yiyun walked towards the door as she spoke, her steps were messy, and her words were obviously explained but they seemed to be said to herself, her voice was so low that she could barely hear it, and her long eyelashes hung down, as if she was going to be cut off from the world.

Silly, really stupid.

It turns out that even this only remaining beauty is mixed with lies and mixed into an illusion, and a person like Mu Zhijun, who has exhausted his organs, really can't learn to be sincere.

"Girl. Wen Youheng saw that something was not quite right with her, so he hurriedly followed.

How can Mu Zhijun rest assured that Jian Yiyun is alone with Wen Youheng now, and he wants to catch up and check but is pestered by Mu Dongyou all the time, and he can't get out of his body at all, he can only give He Muze a look, and the latter understands, and chases out quietly.

Jian Yiyun walked in front, Wen Youheng followed behind without saying a word, she walked slowly, he also walked slowly, she quickened her pace, he also quickened his pace, like a silent protector, always ready to hide in the darkness beside her, and always ready to shelter her from the wind and rain and charge.

He Muze looked at the two long figures reflected on the ground, and then looked back at Mu Zhijun, who was standing tall and awe-inspiring in the hall, and shook his head secretly.

If Wen Youheng played the role of a knight in Jian Yiyun's life, then Mu Zhijun is the king of her life, no matter how much Wen Youheng loves, he can only be doomed to die without a problem, from the perspective of onlookers without any personal emotions, this is not a tragedy.

"Ma'am. ”

As if he didn't see Wen Youheng, he chased Jian Yiyun's right hand side back half a step and shouted respectfully.

Jian Yiyun knew that He Muze must have come to Mu Zhijun as a lobbyist at this time, so she ignored him.

I've listened to too many words of comfort and enlightenment, and I'm almost numb, and now if she wants to, she can pull out a basket of words to comfort herself, but she doesn't want to, she just wants to torture herself like this, the pain of reality is distinct, and it's good to be in pain and sober.

"Madam, Mu Dong needs your understanding. ”

"Madam, there are some things that Mu Dong can't help himself,"

"Madame......"

"No one said he was wrong. Jian Yiyun said indifferently.

How can we make it clear who is right and who is wrong in this world? Everyone has different criteria in their hearts, and the results of their judgments are naturally different.

"You may not agree with Mu Dong's way of doing things, but please don't doubt his heart for you, many of the things he does are actually for your good. ”

She ignored him, and He Muze continued to herself: "Wen Li and Wei Huahan are the direct murderers of your father, Mu Dong said that if they can still breathe the fresh air of this world, it will make him feel incompetent, and he is ashamed of his father-in-law and you, so ......"

If Wen Li, Wei Huahan, Lin Sujie and others are dyes, then Jian Yiyun is a complete big dye vat, forced to be dyed colorful, so in fact, Mu Zhijun is trying to help her bleach?

Everyone is constantly bleaching themselves and bleaching others, but who is clean?

Jian Yiyun smiled, and He Muze's words were finally converted into syllables, which were entered by her ear and out of that ear.

"Assistant He, before you ask me to understand and ask me to be considerate, can you answer me a question first?"

You say. ”

"Is there any man in the Mu family who has never practiced martial arts?"

He Muze was stunned, and instantly reacted that it was Mu Zhijun's action of getting rid of Mu Dongyou and betraying him just now, which caused Jian Yiyun to be unhappy.

Far from getting better, things have gotten more troublesome.

"Don't follow me anymore, if you don't want any accidents at the old man's funeral, it's best to weigh back with your Mu Dong. ”

"Madame......"

Jian Yiyun didn't answer him, and left on his own, Wen Youheng still followed behind her without hurry, "doing his duty".

In the silence of the study, only the occasional rustle of paper could be heard.

The golden ink fell on the dark paper, and every stroke was delicate and calm, shining in the gentle light.

Is it the light of gold ink or the light of Buddhist scriptures?

How would she know?

It's like Mu Zhijun marrying her because he loves her, or does he love her because he marries her?

She didn't know either.

Anyway, there is no point anymore.

All her beautiful longings for love came to an abrupt end with him, and it was the first and last time she believed in it.

"I'm sorry. ”

Wen Youheng sat opposite her for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak up.

Jian Yiyun nodded, indicating that she understood, but her mind was always immersed in the bits and pieces with Mu Zhijun and couldn't break free.

She used to think that this was her happiest time, but she couldn't catch it like a firework in a flash, and finally burned her hand.

"If you need me, I'm always there. ”

"Ah Heng, you are very good, but we are destined to ......"

"Don't say it. He opened his mouth in a hoarse voice, with a little pleading, Wen Youheng has been stubborn for so many years, and it is probably the first time to speak to someone in such a tone, his posture is so low that he almost melts into the dust, but he knows that he can't hide anymore, Jian Yiyun has been holding back for so long, and finally speaks.

He wondered if the hope in his heart would not be extinguished if he didn't finish this decision.

"Don't delay yourself for me, think about my aunt's last wish, she wants you to start a family, I hope you are happy and healthy, you are no longer a little boy, you can't be willful. ”

"I am destined to be a willful person in this life, so let me be willful. He leaned back slowly, his gaze finally resting on the ceiling.

"I'm here, picky. He pointed to his heart, "I pretended to be my girl, I can no longer pretend to be someone else, I didn't study well before, I know today what it means to be 'once the sea is difficult to water, except for Wushan is not a cloud', now I know, except for you, no one can see it." Don't be pressured, we're still friends, I know we can only be friends and buddies, I don't ask for much, don't drive me away, don't push me to others, let me follow you, let me be your tail, even if it's just with your shadow, I'm willing. ”

I love you for my business, you don't love me for you, he behaved so firmly.

Jian Yiyun didn't know if this was her luck, but she knew that it must be Wen Youheng's misfortune, so she couldn't let his misfortune continue to spread and grow over the years for the sake of her luck.

"People must have their own set of rules to survive, and it may be cruel to others, but as long as he can live unharmed, this is right, but Ah Heng, you have to remember, don't do it against Mu Zhijun in the future, I hope you can be good, if you have the opportunity, help me take care of Xiaoxuan and Haoran, I can't rest assured of them." She may not be unaware of what Wen Youheng has done, and the reason why she can pretend to be deaf and dumb and not pursue it is probably because he is her only luck.

"You ......"

Jian Yiyun winked at him with a smile, and then lowered his head to copy the Buddhist scriptures himself.

She wants to copy enough nine volumes of the "Vajra Plate Ruoparamita Sutra" before the funeral of the old man, and then burn it at the old man's grave, which can be regarded as a tribute to the past.

Wen Youheng nodded clearly, knowing that the wall had ears, so he didn't continue to ask, and had already started another calculation in his heart.

The night was long and silent, with only the copyists of Buddhist scriptures and the silent chanting of her heart.

Anyone's departure is not a sudden decision. People's hearts are slowly becoming colder, the leaves are gradually turning yellow, and the story is slowly written to the end. And love is because there are too many disappointments that it becomes unlove.

Jian Yiyun may not be in love with Zhijun, but as she herself said, she can't afford to love.

It was a mistake from the beginning, and even if it continued, it would only be a mistake again and again.

So, let it stop there.