Chapter 43: Bad News

Feng Cangyue saw that Su Muyu was stunned and did not respond, and did not have any sad expression, it was still faint.

For Feng Cangyue, Su Muyu is like a blooming lotus, the wind and frost have not eroded, blooming in the green season, and he is willing to turn into an infatuated fish, day and night, shuttling by Su Muyu's side, but he knows that even if he can not be afraid of men and men, it is impossible for Su Muyu to be a prince and a normal man.

So he won't force it, as long as he can stand by his side and guard him until he is willing to accept himself, because he has never had feelings for anyone in his life, only watching Su Muyu happy will be happy, and watching him hurt will hurt.

"I'm leaving." Feng Cangyue gently touched Su Muyu's head and walked out of Fu Junqian's mansion.

"En......" Su Muyuying's voice was a little weak, looking at Feng Cangyue's figure gradually moving away, two faces vaguely appeared in his heart, one was Mu Shuzhe's, and the other was Feng Cangyue's; a past life, a present life; One has guarded himself for more than ten years regardless of his wishes, and the other is willing to wait forever regardless of gender taboos.

It's just that Mu Shuzhe is not that Mu Shuzhe after all......

"Lord Su, go and see Lord Hou." A little girl who was crying Pear Blossom rushed into the living room with rain, and said nervously while panting in front of Su Muyu.

The little maid's voice pulled Su Muyu out of the tangled love, and seemed to hear what was wrong with Fu Junqian, so he immediately pulled the little maid and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Master Hou...... Master Hou was drunk and fell in the garden...... and did not allow anyone to come near...... Lord Su, go and take a look."

Su Muyu didn't care about the little maid and immediately ran to the garden.

Garden.

At this moment, Fu Junqian was already sitting on the ground, holding the stone chair in one hand and holding the wine jar high in the other, drinking as if he was dying.

"Smack!" Su Muyu snatched Fu Junqian's wine jar with one hand, slammed it on the ground, and then grabbed Fu Junqian's collar, pulled him up from the ground, and said angrily: "Fu Junqian! What are you doing! What happened? You want this decadent look!"

Fu Junqian was dragged by Su Muyu and did not struggle, but there was a kind of disheartened death in his helpless eyes, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Xiaoyu...... I thought that as long as I stayed by my beloved's side, she would be able to accept me one day...... Originally...... No matter how hard you pay, you may not be able to be with her......"

"Late to her......"

"She's married......."

"Marry?"

"You've seen it...... Mu Shuzhe." Fu Junqian's voice was very sad.

Su Muyu was stunned, and the hand that grabbed Fu Junqian's collar suddenly loosened.

Fu Junqian fell back to the ground, sat up, took a jar of wine and continued to drink wildly, and muttered to himself from time to time: "If you want to leave Accord...... I have ransomed you, but you will not ...... It turns out that you have been waiting for him...... Wait for him ......"

What Fu Junqian said at this moment, Su Muyu couldn't hear it clearly.

thought that Mu Shuzhe was God's compensation for her regrets in her previous life, but she found that in this life, they were just strangers without communication, he had his beloved woman, he had his life, and it was not a continuation of his own book philosophy at all...... It's the same face, the same gentle smile...... I thought it was the sustenance of the soul, but it was just another injury.

If it doesn't work out, why give me hope? Why do you have to meet again if we can't be together? God, you're so cruel.

Su Muyu was silent, lifted a jar of wine and opened the seal, and poured two sips violently.

Fu Junqian, who was already drunk, looked at Su Muyu's movements, raised the wine jar with a smile, and said, "Come, let's not get drunk and not return!" After saying that, he took another big sip.

"Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water will flow more, and raise a glass to eliminate sorrow."

"Wine in the bowels...... I'm even more worried......"

A tear quietly slid down Su Muyu's cheek and slowly fell into the wine jar.

No matter how strong a person is, his heart hurts...... The same will shed tears.