Chapter 1175
Smell speech, Yu Yimo's Mou Guang, this just slightly suffused a few minutes of facial expression, he pursed lips, opening a way, "look for you to do what?"
Su Yucheng's eyes sank slightly, and then said word by word, "she asked me about your whereabouts."
Hearing the speech, Yu Yimo's face flashed a complex look, and then a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, saying nothing.
At the beginning, she was determined to leave, but now she suddenly came back to find him again. What kind of trick is this, playing hard to get? In his heart full of scars, and finally wrapped in gauze for him, but the wound is still painful, blood is still flowing.
Su Yucheng continued, "Lao Yu, let's get out of the mountain. We'll cure your leg first. Then, if you want, I'll help you to take back everything that belongs to you."
Yu Yimo was silent for a long time.
After this, he seems to have gone through the gate of death. He has understood a lot of reasons. What he once cared about is now ignored. Now, he is more tired.
During the more than a month of hiding in the Mountain Buddhist temple, although he began to suffer, he later got a rare peace of mind.
For the first half of a month, Du Yue was still in Yu Gubei's hands and didn't escape. After su Yucheng placed him here, he couldn't come here often. He was alone. When he was in the most painful time, the abbot of the Zen Monastery would talk with him about Zen words and principles. The old monk in charge of sweeping the floor in the courtyard was very old, hunched up, silent, and looked cold on the surface He is the warmest one. He often brings hot soup and rice to the table to prepare blankets and clothes for him. However, several other young monks are naughty but pure. Their eyes are clear and pure.
Everyone here, no matter young or old, is warm, simple and sincere. Unlike those businessmen and celebrities who are around him in Jiangzhou City, they are all smiling, but in fact they are smiling. He needs to be on guard all the time, cautious and safe. Here, he feels the most ordinary touch between people. Sometimes, he feels that he once was The past 20 or 30 years were all in vain.
Just as a breeze came, Yu Yimo took a deep breath and said, "it's good here. I don't want to go back."
When Su Yucheng heard this, he immediately frowned and said, "Lao Yu, you think clearly. Now your Lao Tzu is missing outside, and your grandmother is being watched by Yu Gubei's people. All your Yu family's property is in the hands of the illegitimate son you hate the most. If I were you, I would kill Qingshan again and make everything my own Take back everything you want! "
Yu Yimo sniffed at the speech and moved his eyebrows a few times. If he had been in the past, he would have thought so. But now, there is no one in Jiangzhou who is worthy of his return.
It seems that he saw what he thought in his heart. Su Yucheng frowned slightly. Even though he was reluctant, he said it with a hard face. He coughed and said, "Lao Yu, to tell you the truth, although I don't think much of you and Ruan Shishi, I think that woman has you in her heart."
Once he tried his best to let Ruan's poetry leave Yu Yimo, but now he found that without Ruan's poetry, Yu Yimo would be more like a changed person, totally subversive.
Yu Yimo's eyebrows and eyes moved, but he didn't say anything at last. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly said in a low voice, "then you, bring her to see me."
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