Su Yan really didn't expect that Mu Yunyi didn't even wait for him to finish his words before he refused this kindness.

After the words were spoken, Mu Yunyi also felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly explained: "Well, this sachet has been worn for a long time, but I am not used to it, I will go back to wash it, as for the dried flowers, the plum blossoms will bloom in winter after a while, and I will pick them myself to make dried flowers and put them in." As he spoke, he tucked the sachet into his cuff.

Su Yan quietly hid the suspicion and exploration in his heart, pulled the corners of his mouth again, and smiled warmly: "Okay, the plum blossoms are blooming in winter, and I will accompany you to pick them." ”

Mu Yunyi is a nostalgic person, of course Su Yan knows this, so her remarks are reasonable and flawless at first glance, so Su Yan never mentioned the sachet again.

Until the scene in front of him - the day before the wedding, Mu Yunyi fell asleep with this ordinary, even old sachet in his hand, and a string of tears spread to the tip of his nose...... Su Yan couldn't continue to deceive herself, who gave her this sachet, in fact, she already had an answer.

How long did she hold the sachet before she fell asleep?

What kind of expression did she look at the sachet?

How did you feel when you thought of the person who gave her the sachet?

Did she face it like this every night in the dead of night in the past......

More and more questions and conjectures made Su Yan almost breathless, and he couldn't even tell what was the emotion that occupied his heart at the moment, jealousy? Unwilling? Afraid? Or is it disappointment......

After all, he chose to turn around and flee.

If this big wedding is a dream carefully woven by him and Mu Yunyi, as long as Mu Yunyi does not break the dream, he is willing to indulge in it forever.

A gust of night wind blew in outside the window, and Mu Yunyi, who was asleep, shuddered, and then woke up.

Seeing that the flickering candle flame on the side had burned most of it, I realized that I had slept at the table for so long.

Then she looked at the half-open window, and for some reason, she always felt as if someone had been outside.

Without waiting to think about it, she had already stood up and hurried to the window, and looked out, except for the rustling of branches and leaves in the wind, there was no human figure at all.

At this time, Mu Yunyi realized that his series of actions were a bit ridiculous and ridiculous.

She curled up in the corner, buried her head between her arms, and tried her best to calm down: "Mu Yunyi, Mu Yunyi, are you still looking forward to that person subconsciously?" ”

The person I want to marry tomorrow is the grandfather of the small country in the Guogong Mansion of Dongzhao Town, the general Yunlu who fought against him on the battlefield back then, and the person who sacrificed his life to accompany him in the ruins of Wuxiang, he is Su Yan.

At this time, the door was slammed, Mu Yunyi stood up with the ground in a row, and hurriedly wiped his eyes.

"Who?"

"Xiaoyi, haven't you slept yet?"

It's Rong Yue! Before his body could react, Mu Yunyi had already called out to the door: "No, I didn't sleep!" ”

God knows how much Mu Yunyi needs her appearance at this moment.

Rong Yue pushed open the door, saw Mu Yunyi's confused gaze and faint tears on her face, and looked at the sachet in her hand, and knew everything.

"I'm thinking about him again."

It is a statement, not a question, and only Rong Yue has such a privilege - to spread out Mu Yunyi's thoughts and say them without hesitation, and Mu Yunyi does not resist or deny it.

"Counting the days, Mu Xiu has already slept." Mu Yunyi's eyes were empty, as if he was looking at a very distant place.

"Well, he should be sleeping quietly somewhere, don't worry, Meng Li will accompany him until he is reborn."

Mu Yunyi looked down at the sachet in his hand, and then squeezed it tightly in his hand, "I'm ridiculous, it's excessive, isn't it?" ”

"What's so ridiculous? And how to go too far? ”

"Everything is my choice right now, isn't it? The night before my wedding, I was still thinking about people I shouldn't be thinking about. Mu Yunyi wanted to throw the sachet out of the window, but her raised hand was clenched tightly, and she was reluctant to let go, and finally she had to throw the sachet on the table and stop looking at it.

"It's right that all this is your choice, but you must know that this is also Su Yan's choice." Rong Yue said softly, gently touching Mu Yunyi's shoulder with her hand, hoping to ease her self-blame a little: "So it's not your fault, let alone blame yourself." ”

Su Yan not only hinted to Mu Yunyi, but also said it to Rong Yue more than once - even if Mu Yunyi never let go of Mu Xiu in his heart, even if Mu Xiu's weight in the future will always be heavier than himself, it doesn't matter, because for Su Yan, all the unacceptable unwillingness and jealousy that seem unacceptable are not as fatal as the pain of losing Mu Yunyi.

"No, it's so unfair to Su Yan like this, this is the last time, I can't think about him anymore in the future, no!"

"Yunyi, do you remember what you said to me?" There is no fairness in the matter of feelings', how can you change it to yourself and become confused? ”

Mu Yunyi was silent, yes, this is indeed what she said to Rong Yue before.

"Yun Yi, you don't want to hurt Su Yan, and similarly, Su Yan must not want you to be painful and wronged, why should you be so harsh and cruel to yourself?" As she spoke, Rong Yue took the sachet on the table next to her and handed it to Mu Yunyi: "What's more, this is just a sachet, and it doesn't mean anything if you wear it, does it?" ”

Rong Yue knew the magic obstacles and entanglements in Mu Yunyi's heart best, and she also knew the meaning of this sachet to her best, so she really couldn't bear to watch Mu Yunyi be so cruel to herself.

Sure enough, Rong Yue's "inducement" hit Mu Yunyi's heart, and she began to face this sachet again: yes, can she really give up this sachet?

In the future, Mu Xiu will disappear completely, and Mo Yan will no longer have the memory of the original, so this sachet is the only object associated with the fundraising show around him, if he discards it, he will cut off everything between himself and Mu Xiu.

Even a voice suddenly sounded in Mu Yunyi's heart: Take the sachet, no one will blame you, you just put Mu Xiu in your heart, and it won't hinder anyone......

The ghost made the gods, Mu Yunyi stretched out his hand to hold the sachet again, but at the moment of touching the Dao sachet, as if being burned by flames, Mu Yunyi violently pushed the sachet away, and he also took half a step back, and shouted in resistance: "No, it shouldn't be like this, I can't think about others with peace of mind because of Su Yan's connivance!" ”

Rong Yue, who was pushed away by Mu Yunyi, looked at her distressedly: "Xiaoyi, you ......"

Mu Yunyi's voice was full of disgust and disappointment for herself: "I am not qualified to hurt Su Yan like this, nor am I qualified to hurt Su Yan like this, that sachet can't appear again, Ah Yue, burn it for me." ”