Xiao Shijiro

Chapter 31 The Heart of a Gentleman (1)
The people are gone, and the candle will be disabled.

The flickering candlelight illuminated Lian Chengbi's handsome, gentle, and calm face, making his face seem to be a little agitated.

But when he pinched off the candlestick and the candle flame stabilized, his face immediately became calm again.

Maybe too quiet.

Shen Bijun picked up a glass of wine, put it down again, suddenly smiled, and said, "I drank wine today."

Lian Chengbi smiled and said: "I also drank a little, the night is getting colder, drinking some wine will warm you up."

Shen Bijun was silent for a while, and said, "You... have you ever been drunk?"

Lian Chengbi smiled and said: "Only people who can drink well can get drunk, and I think it's not easy to get drunk."

Shen Bijun sighed, and said quietly: "That's right, getting drunk can relieve a thousand worries, but it's a pity that not everyone is lucky enough to get drunk."

Lian Chengbi was also silent for a while, before he smiled and said: "But if you want to drink, I can also drink two glasses with you."

Shen Bijun smiled sweetly and said: "I know, no matter what I want to do, you always try your best to stay with me."

Lian Chengbi slowly poured a glass of wine, put it in front of her, sighed suddenly, and said, "It's a pity that I spend so little time with you, otherwise these things wouldn't have happened."

Shen Bijun fell silent again, for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Do you know what happened in the past two months?"

Lian Chengbi said: "I... I know everything, but I don't know much about it."

Shen Bijun said: "Why don't you ask?"

Lian Chengbi said: "You have said a lot."

Shen Bijun bit his lip and said, "But why don't you ask me how I met Xiao Shishilang? Why didn't you ask me how I saw him every day?"

Why?She suddenly became very excited, but Lian Chengbi just stared at her tenderly.

He still didn't say anything, just said: "Because I trust you."

Although this sentence is only six short words, it includes everything.

Shen Bijun seemed to be insane.

Unlimited tenderness and infinite love suddenly rushed into her heart at this moment, and her heart could hardly hold so much.

She drank the wine in the glass quickly, and suddenly fell on the table, crying bitterly.

If Lian Chengbi questioned her, or even scolded her, she would feel better.

Because she really didn't do anything to apologize to him.

But he was still so gentle and trusting to her, always caring about her, always thinking of her, afraid of hurting her in the slightest.

Instead, she felt an indescribable guilt in her heart.

Because in the past two months, she didn't miss him the way he missed her.

At first, she only felt that she owed Xiao Shishilang a little, but now she realized that she owed Lian Chengbi a lot, which she could never repay in her life.

This feeling was like a knife that split her heart in two.

She simply didn't know what to do.

Lian Chengbi stared at her, as if he was also crazy.

This was the first time his wife showed her true feelings in front of him and cried bitterly.

He didn't know how to comfort her, because he didn't know what pain was in her heart, and he suddenly realized that the distance between him and his wife's heart was so far away.

I don't know how long it took before he stood up slowly, stretched out his hand slowly, and gently stroked his wife's soft hair.

He just stretched out his hand, then retracted it, stood still for a while, and said softly: "You are tired and need to rest. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it tomorrow. Tomorrow... Tomorrow must be a fine and sunny day."

Shen Bijun seemed to be tired from crying, and lay down on the table, as if he had fallen asleep.

But where can she sleep?

She heard her husband go out gently and close the door gently, and she also felt his hand gently stroking her hair, every move was so gentle and considerate.

But in her heart, she only hoped that her husband could be rough on her once, pull her hair hard, pull her up, and hold her in his arms.

Although she was a little disappointed in her heart, she couldn't express her gratitude.

Because she knew that he was so gentle before, so gentle now, and will be the same in the future.Never hurt her, force her.

Now, having cried a lot, she suddenly felt much better in her heart.

"The past is all in the past."

"As long as Xiao Shishilang's injustice can be cleared and he can raise his head and start a new life, I have finally paid him back."

"From now on, I will wholeheartedly be Lian Chengbi's faithful wife, and I will do my best to make him happy."

She was determined to do so.

A man who has made up his mind always feels calmer.

But for some reason, tears flowed down her cheeks again... The night is as cold as water.

The stone steps are also very cool.

Sitting on the stone steps, Lian Chengbi felt a burst of coolness coming up to his body, his back, and his heart.

There seemed to be a flame burning in his heart.

"How did she meet Xiao Shishilang?"

"Why does she want to be with Xiao Shishilang every day?"

"What have they been doing for the past two months? Why didn't she come back until today?"

These questions, like a poisonous snake, were gnawing at his heart.

It would be better if he asked these words clearly.

But he is a polite gentleman, he never asks what others don't say.

"But if I don't ask her, she should tell me herself."

"Why didn't she tell? What else is she hiding?"

He tried his best to keep himself calm and trust his wife.

But he can't.

His heart will never be as peaceful as it seems on the surface.

Seeing his wife's expression when she mentioned the name "Xiao Shishilang" and seeing her pain and sorrow, he suddenly felt that the distance between Xiao Shishilang and his wife might be much closer than him.

For the first time he felt that he didn't know his wife at all.

Was it all because he hadn't had a chance to know her himself, or had she never given him a chance to get to know her?

Autumn is deep, and even the leaves of the sycamore trees are falling.

He suddenly found that Zhao Wuji, Tu Xiaotian, Hai Lingzi and Li Gang came out from the east wing, the four of them had already removed their long gowns, only wearing tight clothes.

When they saw Lian Chengbi sitting alone on the stone steps, they seemed a little surprised. The four of them hesitated, looked at each other, and finally came over.

Zhao Wuji walked in the front, forced to smile, and said, "Master Lian still not asleep?"

They were originally considered brothers, but now Zhao Wuji suddenly called him "Young Master", one person will suddenly become very polite only when he is wary of another person.

Lian Chengbi just smiled lightly and said, "You guys haven't slept either."

Zhao Wuji smiled even harder, and said: "We...we still have something to do, we want to take a walk outside."

Lian Chengbi nodded slowly and said, "I know."

Zhao Wuji's eyes flickered, and said: "Young Master Lian already knows what we are going to do?"

Lian Chengbi was silent for a while, then said slowly, "I don't know."

Zhao Wuji finally smiled, and said: "There are some things that even Young Master really don't know."

There was a faint neighing sound from outside.

It turned out that they had already prepared the horses.

Hai Lingzi suddenly said: "Your Master, do you want to go with us?"

Lian Chengbi was silent for a while, and said slowly: "There are some things, it's better not to let me go."

So all four of them left.

These four people are all top martial arts masters, naturally they don't make any sound when they move, but the horses are different, the hooves of galloping horses can be heard far away.

So after they went out, they led the horses for a long time before getting on and galloping.

Why are these four people in such a hurry?so secretive?
The lights in the east wing were still on.

Lian Chengbi sat quietly for a long time, as if waiting for the excitement on his face to calm down, and then he walked over slowly.

The door was open, and Situ Zhongping was washing his hands in the room.

He washed it over and over again, so carefully that it seemed that his hands were stained with blood that could never be washed off.

Maybe what he wants to wash is not his hands, but his heart.

Lian Chengbi stood outside the door, watching him quietly.

Situ Zhongping didn't look back, and suddenly said: "Did you see them go out?"

Lian Chengbi said: "Yes."

Situ Zhongping said: "Of course you know what they are going out for?"

Lian Chengbi kept her mouth shut, as if refusing to answer this sentence.

Situ Zhongping sighed, and said: "You must also know that no matter what kind of person Xiao Shishilang is, they will never let him go. Xiao Shishilang is not dead, they are afraid they won't even be able to sleep .”

Lian Chengbi suddenly smiled and said, "What about you?"

Situ Zhongping said: "Me?"

Lian Chengbi said lightly: "If you hadn't discovered Xiao Shishilang's whereabouts, how would they have found it?"

Situ Zhongping's washing of his hands suddenly stopped, paused in mid-air, and after a long time, he took a cloth towel from the shelf, wiped his hands slowly, and said, "But I didn't say anything to them."

Lian Chengbi said: "Of course you don't need to say anything anymore. Because when you want to inquire, you have deliberately kept Li Gang here, and that is enough. Of course you know the hatred between Li Gang and Xiao Shishilang."

Situ Zhongping said: "I didn't go with them either."

Lian Chengbi said: "As the chief escort of 72 escort agencies, you must be extremely cautious in your actions, and you should not act rashly."

Situ Zhongping said: "But killing Xiao Shishilang is to eliminate harm for Jianghu. Not only is it not a shameful thing, but it is also very glorious."

Lian Chengbi said: "Maybe it's because you don't want to offend Mr. Bi, or maybe it's because you're afraid that someone will find out that Xiao Shishilang died of injustice in the future, so you'd rather stay out of it than share the brilliance."

He smiled, and continued indifferently: "The four characters of 'stable as Mount Tai', chief escort Situ, really deserve his name."

Situ Zhongping turned around suddenly, staring at Lian Chengbi with a strange smile in his eyes and said, "What about you?"

Lian Chengbi said: "Me?"

Situ Zhongping said: "You knew that I was deliberately snooping on Xiao Shishilang's whereabouts and what they were going to do, but you didn't intend to stop them. Why are you blaming me now?"

Lian Chengbi stopped talking.

Situ Zhongping said with a leisurely smile: "Although you didn't go with them, it was only because you knew that Xiao Shishilang was drunk and they would surely get it. In fact, why don't you want to put Xiao Shishilang to death in your heart!
And your reasons are much stronger than ours..."

Having said that, his expression suddenly changed.

Lian Chengbi turned his head involuntarily and followed his gaze.

He immediately found that Shen Bijun was standing in the yard at some point.

Shen Bijun's whole body was trembling, and tears kept streaming down like broken pearls.

Lian Chengbi took a long breath and said softly, "You should have been asleep..."

He walked over step by step, and Shen Bijun stepped back step by step.

Lian Chengbi continued softly: "It's very cold in the yard. If you want to come out, you need at least some extra clothes."

Shen Bijun suddenly cried out, hissing: "Don't come near me!"

With tears in her eyes, she gritted her teeth and continued, "I only know now that you are such heroes, such gentlemen..."

Before she finished speaking, she turned around and rushed out without looking back!
Drunk, really drunk.

When I am really drunk, there is neither pain nor pleasure, neither past nor future, not even the present, because my mind has become blank.

When you are really drunk, you don't think of others or yourself, and even what you do seems to be done by others, and has nothing to do with yourself.

When a person is really drunk, what he does must be what he usually wants to do, but dare not do.

He must do this for one person. This person must be unforgettable and unforgettable. Even if his mind has become blank, even if he is drunk to death, this person is still in his heart, still in his heart. His bone marrow has been entangled with his soul.

He will do it desperately, but he himself does not know what he is doing, because his heart has been pinched by that person.

Only those who have really been drunk can understand this feeling.

Xiao Shishilang jumped up suddenly, rushed to the counter, grabbed the shopkeeper's lapel, and said, "Bring it!"

The shopkeeper couldn't escape, he couldn't get away, his face turned pale with fright, and he said in a trembling voice, "Take...what are you taking?"

Xiao Shishilang said: "The gold hairpin...the gold hairpin..."

Sober people are always a little scared of drunk people.

Xiao Shishilang snatched the golden hairpin, staggered a few steps, and suddenly fell to the ground, but did not stand up.

He just sat there, holding the golden hairpin in his hand, staring at it bewilderedly.

Maybe he didn't even know what he was looking at?What are you thinking about?
He was just calling Shen Bijun's name over and over again.

Because Shen Bijun is not in his mind, but in his bone marrow, blood, and bottom of his heart, and has been entangled with his soul.

Why should he think about it?

The shopkeeper also understood, and sighed secretly in his heart: "This man and woman are very compatible and in love, why did they have to break up?"

Xiao Shishilang stared at him obsessively, and repeatedly called in a low voice... Suddenly he fell on the ground and burst into tears.Cry like a child.

Even the shopkeeper's heart was sour.

"If that girl saw him like this, would she still have the heart to leave him?"

The shopkeeper secretly rejoiced that he had never been so infatuated with emotions in his life, so painful, and now he passed the age of inverting emotions.

But he did not know that people who have not experienced this kind of emotion will inevitably have a void in their lives, which is precisely the void that nothing else can fill.

"The Tao is not to love each other, and lovesickness makes people grow old. After a few careful considerations, lovesickness is better..."

The sound of horseshoes and galloping footsteps could be heard faintly outside the door.

Suddenly, "bang, bang, bang", three loud shocks.

The windows on three sides were kicked into pieces, three people jumped in, one stood at the door, holding a green long sword, their faces were greener and colder than the sword, it was Hai Lingzi, the number one master in Hainan!
Xiao Shishilang still didn't seem to feel anything, he was still sitting there, staring at the golden hairpin in his hand, and calling Shen Bijun's name in a low voice.

He was really drunk.

Zhao Wuji jumped in from the window on the left, his eyes were shining, and he said with a smile: "Unexpectedly, Xiao Shishilang, the murderous 'thief', is actually a passionate seed."

Li Gang sneered and said: "No wonder Shen Bijun wants to defend him, it turns out that the two of them have already... hum!"

Shen Bijun, someone is talking about Shen Bijun.

Xiao Shishilang suddenly raised his head and stared at Li Gang.

In fact, he may not have seen anything, but his eyes looked so terrible.

Li Gang involuntarily took a step back.

Hai Lingzi sternly said: "Don't wait for him to wake up, act quickly!"

While drinking, the sword in his hand turned into lightning, stabbing towards Xiao Shishilang's throat.

Xiao Shishilang may not know that this sword could kill him, but the martial arts that he has never put down for 20 years have also melted into his soul.

He waved casually.

Hearing a "ding", the gold hairpin in his hand met Hai Lingzi's sword evenly!
The world-renowned No. [-] swordsman in Hainan was shocked by his small gold hairpin and retreated two steps, he could barely hold the sword in his hand.

Zhao Wuji's expression changed.

Since he took over the sect of "Xiantian Wuji", although his martial arts has not improved, his style has grown a lot. No matter where he goes, no one has ever seen him with a weapon.

But at this time, he pulled out a fine steel soft sword from his waist, and drew a circular arc obliquely.

(End of this chapter)