In the brightly lit room, looking at Zhu Zimo, who was sitting at the head of the bed with a gloomy expression, Mu Ziru was silent for a moment, and finally opened his mouth and said, "Brother Zhiwu said...... You haven't been able to let go of being a girl...... It's because the girl was ......"

died in Ah Mo's arms......

Although Mu Ziru's words were not finished, Zhu Zimo had already guessed what Mu Ziru's unfinished words were......

So, after a short silence, Zhu Zimo, who was sitting at the head of the bed, answered in a low voice: "Well......" Then, I heard Zhu Zimo say in a slow tone and in a low voice: "Xiao'er, she is...... In front of me...... Use the dagger I gave her to defend herself...... Pierced into her own ...... Heart...... The piercing is so deep......"

When he said the word "heart", Zhu Zimo also raised his hand and pointed to the location of his own heart......

Mu Ziru, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, had been quietly looking at Zhu Zimo and listening to Zhu Zimo quietly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info After seeing Zhu Zimo's movements, Mu Ziru's eyes sank slightly, and he pursed his lips but didn't say anything after all.

And at that time, Zhu Zimo, who was sitting at the head of the bed, suddenly raised his head slightly, and at the same time raised his hand to cover his own eyes with his arms.

In the next moment, I heard Zhu Zimo say with a little choked in his throat: "Ah Wei...... How hard did I feel at that time...... Can you understand? Over the years...... I've always hated ...... Hate why I gave her that dagger back then...... I hate her too...... Why can she be so ruthless...... I am left alone in this world......"

Regarding Zhu Zimo's words, although Mu Ziru listened to it in his heart, he also understood Zhu Zimo's feelings when he mentioned this past at this moment, and it can even be said that Mu Ziru can empathize with Zhu Zimo and Cheng Xiao's past...... Can...... Mu Ziru ...... After all, nothing was said......

It's not that Mu Ziru is unwilling to share with Zhu Zimo some of the things that happened during the seven years he left home, but ......

Those things...... Every time he mentioned it, for Mu Ziru, it was like in his own heart...... Rip off a piece of flesh alive...... And he is Mu Ziru, not Zhu Zimo...... He...... After all, he didn't have Zhu Zimo's courage to tear off a piece of flesh and blood from his own heart......

Once upon a time, Mu Ziru once heard someone say such a sentence: No one can see the wound in a person's heart, but it can make the injured person feel heart-rending and painful......

Everyone will have their unbearable or even unwilling to look back on the past, even the evil Mu Ziru is no exception.

In addition to the incident of losing his mother when he was a child, the last thing Mu Ziru wants to remember is the incident three years ago......

Three years ago...... The girl named Fan Yue...... The girl who laughed as beautiful as fireworks in the prime of life...... The girl who had been saying to death that she didn't hate him...... The ...... she left him Isn't it an indelible pain......

Thinking about it now, Mu Ziru only remembers...... That year, he was five years older than her, and this year, he is eight years older......

If you really want to talk about it, he and Ah Mo ...... In fact, no one is better than the other......

Ah Mo lost his Chengxiao, and he ...... rescued Fan Yue with his own hands, but buried Fan Yue with his own hands......

It's just that...... He at least has a goal that can take revenge to encourage and drive him to work hard, and Ah Mo ...... Now there is not even a single target for revenge......

Thinking of this, Mu Ziru, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, a pair of slightly thin lips closed slightly, and said in a low and slow voice: "Ah Mo...... The people of Iraq are gone, you ...... ......"Don't dwell on the past that's been a fact, don't dwell on the pain of loss...... Let's put it down...... Mo ......

At this time, Zhu Zimo, who was sitting at the head of the bed and covered his own eyes with his arms, opened his lips and repeated in a low voice: "Put down ......"

After chanting in such a low voice, Zhu Zimo finally put down the arm that covered his own eyes.

Immediately, I saw Zhu Zimo turn his eyes to look at Mu Ziru who was sitting on the edge of his bed, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "These two words are easy to say, but if you really want to do it...... you want to do it...... It's hard to climb......

Zhu Zimo can hear Mu Ziru's unfinished words, and Mu Ziru can naturally hear Zhu Zimo's unfinished words...... As a small hair who grew up together, there is such a benefit that is almost heart-to-heart......

So, after Zhu Zimo's voice stopped, he heard Mu Ziru, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, whispering and persuading: "Ah Mo, you and I both understand that although the second lady does not fight or rob, and is indifferent to fame and fortune, the second lady is not a mother who will joke about the lifelong happiness of her only son. I want to ......"

At this point, Mu Ziru paused for a few seconds before continuing: "The reason why the second lady asked you to marry that girl in the first place...... Presumably, I also want to borrow her hand...... Cover up the past that you can't let go of in your heart......"

At this time, Zhu Zimo, who was sitting at the head of the bed, heard this, hooked his lips and smiled pale and bleak, and even his voice was full of sadness: "My mother's good intentions, why don't I understand...... But ......"

Raising his eyes and looking at Mu Ziru sitting on the edge of his bed fixedly, Zhu Zimo pursed his lips, and his face obviously hesitated for a moment before he said sentence by sentence: "Ah Yu...... You keep telling me to let go...... Then you...... Can you let that girl go again...... That one...... The girl who died in the witch tribe ......"

Hearing Zhu Zimo's words, Mu Ziru was immediately shocked, and his eyes were full of disbelief: "You...... You know ?!!!"

“…… It's not all about it. Zhu Zimo, who was sitting at the head of the bed, was silent for two seconds before he spit out this sentence.

After a slight pause in Zhu Zimo's voice, Fang explained in a low voice: "It's just that I heard Master and his old man mention a few words...... Then...... When you had an accident, Master and his old man happened to come to Xuanping to find me, talk to me about something, and mention your recent situation by the way. I...... That's what I know. ”

After listening to Zhu Zimo's words, Mu Ziru, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, was silent for a long time before he grinned heartlessly and said, "Heh...... I was ...... You still want to keep it hidden...... As a result, you already knew......"

Seeing that Mu Ziru was still laughing so heartlessly until this time, Zhu Zimo, who was sitting at the head of the bed, didn't know what to say for a while......

If Zhu Zimo hadn't experienced Cheng Xiao's incident, maybe Zhu Zimo would really think that Mu Ziru's smile at this time was because Mu Ziru didn't care about the girl who died in the Wu clan at all...... Can...... It's just that Zhu Zimo has experienced what happened to Cheng Xiao......

And it is precisely because Zhu Zimo has experienced what happened to Cheng Xiao, so Zhu Zimo knows very well that the more he doesn't care about the smile on Mu Ziru's face at the moment, the more heartless he is, the more blood in Mu Ziru's heart will flow......

Just looking at Mu Ziru quietly and smirking for a moment, Zhu Zimo, who was sitting at the head of the bed, couldn't help but sigh in a low voice after all, and said, "Ah Huan...... You told me to put it down...... What about yourself? Can you let go?"

Although he said a question in his mouth, Zhu Zimo obviously didn't want Mu Ziru to answer him......

Because after Zhu Zimo spit out these two questions, without waiting for Mu Ziru, who had not accepted the smirk on his face, to open his mouth to answer, Zhu Zimo, who was sitting at the head of the bed, said to himself: "Ah Yu...... If you can let go, then the people of the Wu clan will not have suffered heavy casualties over the years...... Why are you able to refine the antidote to the Red Charm Poison? Is it just because Master and his old man provided you with the medicinal materials that can refine the Antidote to the Red Charm Poison?

No...... Master, the reason why the old man appointed you to refine the antidote to the Red Charm Poison is not only because of the relationship between you and me, but also because of ...... You've figured out all the witch clan's alchemy methods, haven't you? and you've taken such painstaking ...... For what...... Do you need me to say more?"

After Zhu Zimo finished speaking, Mu Ziru, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, did not appear depressed, but opened his mouth and smiled: "Haha! You and I are just half a catty against eight taels, each other!"

Hearing Mu Ziru's smile, Zhu Zimo, who was sitting at the head of the bed, slowly shook his head and said, "No, I'm different from you, I'm already trying to put it down." "From the time he met Leng Qing, he had been trying to let go of the past, but ......

Looking at Mu Ziru, who was still full of smiles on his face, Zhu Zimo sighed and said, "But you ...... in your heart I can't put it down......"

Hearing Zhu Zimo's words, Mu Ziru, who was full of smiles on his face, was silent for a few seconds before he grinned and replied, "Ah Mo...... Someday...... I can put it down......"

Wait until the day when he destroys all the people of the Wu clan and destroys the birthplace of the Wu clan...... He...... I'm going to put it down......

Because until then...... He could go to see Fan Yue with his head held high...... Without any guilt......

Mu Ziru had never told Zhu Zimo what he was thinking, so Zhu Zimo would not have known that Mu Ziru had such a dangerous plan in his heart......

I saw Mu Ziru, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, suddenly stood up, stretched his waist, and yawned and said vaguely: "Okay! Now that you have woken up, then you can take care of yourself." I've already prescribed a prescription for internal injuries to Brother Zhigo, and Brother Zhigo should be serving you the medicine when dinner comes.

The medicine I prescribe is bitter, but you still have to drink it honestly. And these days, if you have nothing to do, just lie on the bed honestly, move less, and let Brother Zhiwu go if you want to do anything. Your internal injuries have been backlogged for too long, and if you don't take care of them seriously, your body will collapse. ”

"Hmm. Remember, Dr. Mu. The answer to Mu Ziru was Zhu Zimo, who was sitting at the head of the bed, with a shallow smile with a somewhat ridiculous tone.

With the relationship between Mu Ziru and Zhu Zimo, Mu Ziru naturally wouldn't care about Zhu Zimo's ridicule.

After Zhu Zimo responded, Mu Ziru raised his feet and walked in the direction of the door, and said as he walked: "Okay, I'll go rest too." The two of you came back lying down, and the master really hadn't slept for a day and a night, and he was trapped to death. ”

Hearing Mu Ziru's words, Zhu Zimo, who heard the thick tiredness in Mu Ziru's voice, immediately answered: "Go." You're going to live in the house for the next few days, and I'll have someone say hello to your father. ”

At this time, Mu Ziru, who had already walked to the full moon-shaped arch used to separate the inner and outer rooms, heard this, and immediately turned back to Zhu Zimo, who was sitting at the head of the carved wooden bed in the inner room, grinned, and happily responded: "It's okay, I originally planned to make time for you to recuperate your body in the next few days, so that I don't have to run at two ends every day." Then I'm leaving, go to bed!"

After laughing like this, Mu Ziru walked in the direction of the door without looking back.

Because Zhu Zimo and Mu Ziru have been close since childhood, after Zhu Zimo officially moved into the Korean Hospital, there has always been a guest room for Mu Ziru in the Korean Hospital. For example, during the time when Leng Qing was poisoned, Mu Ziru had been living in Zhu Zimo's Korean courtyard......

And Doctor Crepe is really an enlightened father, and Doctor Crepe has never beaked Mu Ziru's behavior of often running to Zhu's Mansion and staying in Zhu's Mansion at every turn.

In fact, since Mu Ziru ran away from home and finally returned home, Dr. Xuan no longer restricts Mu Ziru from moving around.

Even if Mu Ziru often went to Zhu's Mansion, and even lived in Zhu's Mansion for a long time, Doctor Xuan never said anything...... After all...... Living in Zhu Mansion for a long time, at least the father and son are still in the same city, it is better than Mu Ziru leaving home for seven years without a trace......

Raising his hand, opening the closed door, and stepping out of the threshold with his feet, Mu Ziru closed the door again after leaving the door.

Standing outside Zhu Zimo's door and looking up, just like Mu Ziru told Zhu Zimo, the snow outside the house really hadn't stopped.

Pieces of fluttering goose feather snow fell to the ground one after another from the high sky, piling up into a thick layer of snow.

At a glance, the entire Korean courtyard seems to be covered with a snow-white coat, and the whiteness is shocking.

Standing under the eaves of the corridor and looking at the goose feather snow fluttering outside the corridor, the smile on Mu Ziru's face finally disappeared, and Mu Ziru's mood rarely fell to the bottom......

Who in this world has not looked back on the past that is a little unbearable or even unwilling to look back? It's just ......

His past with Ah Mo...... It's just full of blood......

In the past three years, when he dreams back at midnight, he often thinks that if he could go back to three years ago, he would ...... Will you still go to save her?

Maybe...... He'll save her...... But......

If he could do it all over again, this time, after he saved her, he wouldn't let her go back to her village, but ...... Will take her away from afar......

Even if she would resent him for it...... He...... I don't want to watch her die in front of him anymore......

The kind of powerlessness that three years ago...... There was also a heart-rending pain that he really didn't want to experience again......

But alas...... There is no "if" and "if......

The past will be, and will never be changed......