Chapter 11 better to leave

In the vast snowy field, he and she rode side by side, galloping wildly. The annual deer siege on the school grounds is a big gamble that Su Muzha will definitely take part in—since he named his warehouse "Winding Building", he will naturally not ignore such projects as "Chasing the Deer in the Central Plains". Others will organize a cavalry team to participate in the competition, so that there are rulers and ministers, there are masters and assistants, there are those who charge forward, and there are those who do not seek merit but interfere with the opponent. However, Su Muzhe has always been alone.

In his eyes, there have always been only opponents and no partners.All people are supporting roles, either lose to him or stay away from him. He disdains to be with anyone, or as a friend. But this year is different from previous years, he brought a charming and flowery companion, Xue Bingchan. It was Bingchan who volunteered to come here, she said, she could warm the wine for him. Riders must drink while hunting, and of course it is better to drink hot than cold.On a snowy day, drink a pot of hot Hua Diao.Supplementing physical strength is simply more effective than ginseng soup. So, he nodded his head rarely, and said, keep up.

"Come on." Like he said after beating her in Liubo for the first time. That time, she followed him; but this time, he almost left her behind. She fell off her horse while running. He fell off his horse during the siege and interception of the cavalry. Although their target is actually Su Muzhe instead of her, but she is inevitable. A dark arrow pierced through the air and went straight to his vest.He has eyes behind him, and the long sword behind his back pushes away one by one, without looking back. People in the rivers and lakes hunt deer, they win by building plank roads openly, and they win by keeping warehouses in secret, and they don't pay attention to fairness.

She followed him, struggling left and right. She was weak and could not be the opponent of the entire well-trained cavalry.Seeing an arrow flying towards him, she threw herself desperately and stood in front of him. The arrow hit her, and the blood spurted out like water, and she turned over and fell off the horse. However, he didn't even look at her, so he jumped over her on his horse and walked all the way. The horseshoes splashed the falling snow, connecting the sky and the earth. The riders roared and hunted in the snow, and his figure was always the most vigorous and outstanding.

Competing in the Central Plains, who will control the ups and downs? All men have the desire to be emperors, to dominate the martial arts world and the ninety-five supreme, they are the same heroes. They regard honor as their life.In the face of victory, one's own life can be ignored, let alone others?Not to mention an insignificant little maid? She doesn't blame him at all, even if she is prostrate on the ground, blood is spilled on the snow, and thousands of plum blossoms are splashed, she will not complain, nor will she feel pain, she only has the son in her heart, not herself.She leaned forward with all her strength, and ran towards the direction of the horse, shouting eagerly: "My lord, hurry up!"

The young master was very fast, the young master shot that deadly arrow, and at the same time, he himself was like the sharpest and fastest arrow, pushing out of the crowd.The silver studs on his armor shone brighter than snow, and his eyes were sharper than the point of a spear. He had hunted the deer, and hung it high on the point of his spear to make a show of it. All the people cheered and congratulated him, and she walked towards him with difficulty, holding on to a branch she had chopped off at random, and called out timidly, "Master." However, her voice was buried in the crowd, and his eyes never saw her existence. He didn't even ask if his poor little maid was still alive, so he rode high on his horse and galloped all the way back... …

The first snow of winter. Bingchan and Su Mu wandered side by side on the ancient city wall, between heaven and earth, at the junction of ancient and modern times. On the bell tower not far away, someone was ringing the bell to pray for blessings, and the Qingyue bell came sonorously through the hustle and bustle and the snow curtain. Morning bells and evening drums, which city has a more magnificent history than Xi'an? However, in Bingchan's eyes, she couldn't see a trace of beauty, and all she remembered were memories that were colder than snow.The deer in the school field, the horse fell in the snow... At that time, she climbed for three days before crossing the seemingly endless snow field and returning to the mountain village, and then begged a kind person to send her back to the mountain village. Su Muzhe's side.And he never realized that he had lost her...

Xue Bingchan felt horrible, how could there be such love in the world?It is full of crime and cruelty, extreme infatuation and extreme injustice, which makes a modern person unbelievable and incomprehensible.She almost refused to believe that the infatuated woman who fell in love with a poisonous man was her! She turned her head and looked at Su Mu beside her, feeling that he was so close yet so far away.Between them, separated by thousands of years of historical vicissitudes, how can they come together again?After ten years of night rain in the rivers and lakes, it's easy to say, but it's not easy to do it.

"Bingchan, did you remember something?" Su Mu asked with concern as she looked at Bingchan's face which was changing from sadness to joy. Bingchan lowered her head, hesitated for a moment, and then answered softly: "The school grounds are surrounded by deer." Su Mu couldn't help sighing, of course he also remembered that ruthless hunt.At that time, Su Muzhe could jump over Xue Bingchan's body without seeing it; but Su Muzhe in this life can clearly remember every bit and every drop. Worldly affairs, one drink and one beak, could it be the previous report.How can the account between them be explained clearly in a few words?

He felt disheartened, and couldn't bear to see Xue Bingchan, the former high-spirited female manager, getting haggard day by day since she was with him. "Bingchan, if seeing me really hurts you so much," he looked at Bingchan and said with difficulty, "Let's not meet again." "Su Mu, I dreamed of you last night." Xue Bingchan spoke to him from left to right.She was really afraid that Su Mu would disappear again. She understood why he didn't want to see him, but she finally found him. How could he let him go easily? Holding his hand, she walked across the thin snow on the top of the city, step by step. "I dreamed of you, by a green lake, we were walking on yellow leaves, you chanted poems to me..."

"It's "Su Mu Zhe" by Fan Zhongyan." "It's "Su Muzhe." Bingchan was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered, "There was once someone who gave me flowers every day. There was no name on the card, but only a poem. Put it together to form a poem. That person, right? you?" "Yes. I wrote to you: See you at the mahjong competition. I signed up because I knew you were going to participate in the mahjong competition." "So it was you." Bing Chan sighed.It turned out to be him! "Who did you think, Zhong Lai?" Su Mu asked. Bing Chan's eyes widened in surprise. Su Mu said, "I heard that he has been pursuing you." "He proposed to me," Bingchan admitted, "I haven't answered him yet." "Zhonglai is a good home." Su Mu actually suggested this. Bing Chan's eyes widened again: "You think I should accept it?" "Of course. If you lose this opportunity, it will be difficult for you to meet a better choice." Bingchan stared blankly at Su Mu and was so annoyed that she didn't know how to react.Just listen to him talking: "Bingchan Company and Zhong's Enterprise are the two giants in the real estate industry. If the two can join forces, it will be like adding wings to a tiger. Based on economic cooperation, it is the most stable marriage model in this era And from the field that day, it can be seen that Zhong Lai is careful with you, and his pursuit of you is definitely not for pure business cooperation, but out of his sincerity. No matter from appearance to essence, he can be found in the whole of Xi'an and even the whole world The perfect match for you." Every word is truth.Couldn't be more correct.His analysis was so calm and methodical, as if he had her in mind.But if a person can treat feelings so rationally, is his feeling for her true? "You, you persuade me to promise him?" Bingchan was ashamed and angry, "Then what about you, what about us, what are we?" "I've wanted to say this to you for a long time. We are actually people in two worlds. Getting too close is not a good thing." Su Mu turned around and said to Xue Bingchan, "Bingchan, don't talk anymore. I'm here." "what?" "I feel tired, and I don't want to reminisce about the past with you. In the future, we should not meet again." Su Mu looked into the distance, only feeling pain in his heart, but because of love, he had to make such a choice, " Bing Chan, forget me, just act like I never appeared." "No!" Bingchan threw herself into his arms, forcing him to face her, "Su Mu, don't leave me! I know you love me, and you won't be willing to leave me!" "But when we are together, both of us feel pain, so why bother?" Su Mu said cruelly, "Although I was unlucky before, I knew that I was happy with my fate and just passed by. Now I am forced to face my own history and live a happy life." So sober, so sober and suffering...I don't want to face it anymore, let's break up." "Are you serious?" Bingchan took a step back and looked at Su Mu in a daze. She was so shocked that she didn't know how to be angry.Su Mu rejected her!Su Mu actually told her not to meet again!Feelings and self-esteem were hurt at the same time, so she couldn't react for a while, she just looked at him blankly, so innocent, so helpless, as if at this moment she suddenly returned to hundreds of years ago, wandering by the quiet green lake little girl. "You want to break up with me?" she repeated in a murmur, in disbelief. "Yes." Su Mu replied firmly. "You don't regret it?" Su Mu turned his back again and refused to answer. "Break up..." Bingchan's lips trembled uncontrollably, but she still asked again unwillingly: "Are you telling the truth?" She suddenly became angry and raised her voice, "Why don't you dare to face me? You look at me. I ask you one last time: are you really going to break up?" Su Mu gritted his teeth, turned around sharply, and answered again: "Yes!" "Okay. Let's break up!" Bingchan turned and left.When he reached the steps, he couldn't help but stop, leaned on the top of the wall, and cried. Su Mu chased after her instinctively, took off her coat and put it on her body, and suddenly felt the feeling of wanting to cry again.He knew that it was the teardrop in his heart that was causing the trouble.However, who can tell whether he and Bingchan are entangled in past life or true love in this life? The road in front of me is so winding and long, I don't know how many turns and where to turn.But with a cliff on one side and a cliff on the other, what choice did he have but to walk along that road? He hugged Bing Chan tightly from behind, buried his face in her long hair, and only hoped that he would not let go for the rest of his life.However, his heart keeps her tears, can his arms keep her person? "Do you still want me to leave you?" She asked him in his arms, her voice cold. Su Mu didn't answer, but couldn't help but sigh deeply. Bingchan closed her eyes, and felt a pain in her heart. While feeling his love, she also felt his pain.She knew that his giving up was for her, and in his heart, he wanted her to stay and stay by his side.She gritted her teeth lightly, and asked him: "Shall I say forgive you, so you can stop sighing all the time like this?" "Did I sigh?" Su Mu smiled wryly, "In the previous life, you always liked to say that." "Say what?" "I'm always frowning and sighing." Su Mu couldn't help sighing again when he recalled his previous life, "Bingchan, I owe you too much." "You've said it a hundred times." Bingchan pushed him away resentfully, but before she could say a word, her face suddenly turned pale, because she also remembered, and remembered those past events about debts and sacrifices... … Su Muzha never knew what happiness was. Because he is afraid of losing. The more you win, the more afraid you are of losing. A person who is always afraid of losing will not be happy. The closer the big competition was, the stronger his worries became.Xue Bingchan saw that there was a look of depression between his brows from time to time, and wished she could replace it with her body. Everyone in the world will only feel that he is ruthless, hate him, and be afraid of him.She is also afraid, but her fear is because of love. From love comes worry, from love comes fear.She was afraid because she was afraid of leaving, losing, and not being able to please him. Only she could see that he was really lonely. "Young master, don't be so unhappy." She begged tactfully, wanting to do something for him, as long as she can make him raise his eyebrows and smile, what else can she not give? "Young master, let me play a tune for you, okay?" "Play the music?" Su Muzhe looked at her impatiently, with a trace of irritation flashing in his eyes, and suddenly said, "Okay, play a little longer, and I won't stop until I speak." "Yes." Bingchan took out the piano, tuned the column and plucked the strings, and began to play, singing while playing: "A chance to try on spring clothes on the mulberry moor. The wind is sunny and the day is warm and weak. On the peach blossom branch, the warbler sings and speaks, and refuses to let people go home. "Two machines, pedestrians immediately hesitated. I couldn't bear to pay them lightly. I turned around and smiled, and went back to the flowers, lest they be known by the flowers. "Three cards, Wu silkworms are already old and fledgling. The Dongfeng banquet is over in Changzhou Court. Qingxiao reminds me to take advantage of it, and the maids of the palace want to change their dancing clothes. "Four pieces of machine, the mandarin ducks want to fly together. The poor old man is white first. Spring waves and green grass, deep in Xiaohan, facing each other in red clothes..." After playing from one machine to nine machines, Su Muzhe still didn't stop, so he had to play it again from the beginning. The woman picking mulberries met the love of her heart and gave up her life. Peeking at Su Muzhe, but still showing no sign of stopping, Bingchan had no choice but to sing the nine chapters again. The nine chapters are called nine chapters, but there are actually eleven paragraphs, and each paragraph goes back and forth three times, replying tactfully.After singing nine chapters of a song, Bing Chan's voice was already hoarse, and the voice of warbler and swallow turned into a cuckoo's cry of blood. Her arms were too tired to lift, and her ten fingers were all white and worn out, with blood oozing slightly. However, while Su Muzhe was sipping tea, listening to music and appreciating bamboo, he didn't hear or see Bingchan's pain. Bingchan finally couldn't bear it anymore, stopped her hands and asked, "My lord, can I stop?" "Have I told you to stop?" Su Muzhe frowned, "Didn't you ask me to sing the song yourself? Since you're afraid of getting tired, why come out to make trouble?" Bingchan bit her lip, said nothing, sat back upright again, and began to pluck again, her ten fingertips were split, and a drop of blood oozes from each note. Su Muzhe turned his back for a long time, and finally said impatiently: "Okay, okay, stop playing, it sounds so bad." As if being pardoned, Xue Bingchan stopped, not caring about cutting her fingers like knives, and asked expectantly, "Is your son feeling better?" Su Muzhe felt a little bit in his heart, but he still said harshly: "I heard you play so badly, is it alright?" and walked away in a huff. Bing Chan's body trembled slightly, this time, she couldn't help but bleed, and even shed tears. "I don't want to remember, I don't want to remember, if remembering the past is such a painful thing, I would rather drink another bowl of Mengpo soup and forget everything again!" He bent down and put his head in his hands. "Okay, okay, don't think about it, if the memory really makes you so painful, then forget it." Su Mu repeatedly comforted, his heart ached beyond measure.It turns out that loving someone means that if she is happy, you will be happy with her; if she is in pain, you will be in more pain than her. He finally understood the state of mind that Xue Bingchan from his previous life played the piano for him until his fingers bleed.How could he not know how to cherish such affectionate and selfless love in his previous life?Sin, such a serious sin, it is not too much for him to pay any price in this life.But, how could he bear to implicate Bingchan again? "Su Mu, hold me tight!" Bingchan yelled in pain, twisting in pain. "Su Mu, hold me tight!" Time stopped suddenly, the world was silent, and his tears flowed down slowly.He knew that this was his last chance. He had waited for her for so long and thought about her so deeply. Now, she was right in front of him, right in his arms, possessing and losing her was only in his mind.However, if a man can't do anything for the woman he loves, he can't bring her any good except heartbreak and pain.What should he do? What can he do? — except to leave. Only leave! Facing Bingchan's tears and pain, Su Mu once again made up his mind to leave. "I said, we are together, there is only pain, no happiness, you better go." "You, you again..." Bingchan was in extreme pain, but she had a headache and couldn't speak. Su Mu's heart ached, he hugged her and tried hard to hold back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes.He can't cry, can't let him see his reluctance, his feelings, can't show her any mercy.He wanted to make her give up, make her give up, make her forget him once again. Hurt her to protect her. Other than that, he had no choice. Hold her tightly, just like holding your own heart, and then push her away. He pushes her away. push her away. Push her away! He pushed her away, pushed away his own life, his true love, his own heart! Her tears remained in his heart, but his heart could no longer bear her. "Bingchan, our destiny is over!" He said indifferently, no longer the easy-going Su Mu in this life, but the ruthless Su Muzhe in the previous life, "I thought that being with you would change my luck from now on, but now I just want to be with you." Finding out won't help, we are two irrelevant people. I have decided to break up with you, you better go!" "No! You're not telling the truth, you're against your will!" Xue Bingchan weakly grabbed Su Mu, not knowing if she was speaking to him or to her own heart.The heart is so painful, like a thousand arrows piercing through. However, Su Mu hardened her heart, and sprinkled another handful of salt on her already battered heart: "Bingchan, your memory only lasts until you drink Wangqingsan. Do you know how you died in your previous life?" of?" Bingchan opened her eyes wide in fear, and looked at Su Mu begging for help, thinking that he should not speak out.She already had a premonition of how cruel and cold the answer was, and wanted to stop it, but the increasingly severe headache made her hesitate to speak. And he has already said the answer coldly: "It was burnt to death! There was a fire in Su's house, everyone escaped, only you, unconscious and incapable, I directed the family to rush to fight the fire, Protect property, but forget about you, let you be burned alive!" "No, no, no..." Bingchan finally exhaled in pain.too cruel!Too inhumane!Too unbearable!Bing Chan fell on the tower, curled up in pain. "If you don't want to get burned again and die badly, just follow along!" Su Mu's heart was already bleeding, he really wanted to help her up, hold her tightly, and never let go for the rest of his life.However, all he can do is to look at her again, look at her deeply, deeply, as if he wants to imprint her image firmly in his heart, then turn around and leave! He, Su Mu, left his crying lover behind and strode away, never refusing to look back. "Su Mu..." Bingchan cried out weakly, opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound. She stretched out her hands to Su Mu in misery, trying to hold him tightly, but her heart ached so much that she couldn't use any strength. Forget, maybe it is really the best choice, since love is so painful, it is better to abandon love from now on. She closed her eyes in resignation, turned her face to the city wall, and let the tears flow down her face.in the snow. In this way, a love froze.