The next day, before dawn, Lu Yunchu was dragged up by the plot.
She packed up her things casually and walked out of the room, trying to go to the outer courtyard.
Not knowing what the supporting actress was going to do, Lu Yunchu was very angry when he woke up.
As soon as I walked to the gate, I saw a person standing behind a big tree.
The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and the man had his head down, his whole body shrouded in depression.
"Ajue?" Lu Yunchu called tentatively.
Wen Jue looked up at her in surprise.
After seeing clearly that it was him, Lu Yunchu really wanted to punch him. Why are you so annoyed? I am the one who should be annoyed. I was dragged up early in the morning by the plot just to run into you.
She said with surprise: "What are you doing here? Are you here to see me?"
Wen Jue took a half step back in disgust: "What nonsense are you talking about."
Lu Yunchu was not annoyed, and continued with a smile: "Then what are you doing here?"
Wen Jue hesitated for a while and said, "Wen... Wen Zhan..."
Lu Yunchu felt panicked for a moment, but Wen Jue was preoccupied and didn't notice. So at this point in the plot, Wen Zhan had actually been abused to a certain extent by the vicious female supporting role, which was why she was so panicked.
"He is getting sicker and sicker. He can't get out of bed all day and is recuperating. If you don't have anything important to tell me, I'll tell him, okay?"
Wen Jue's expression became more and more annoyed: "Nothing, I..."
He looked a little strange, and Lu Yunchu looked at him carefully. He looked dusty, and must have ridden back overnight. There was mud on his shoes, and it seemed that he had been standing here for a long time. When the breeze blew, Lu Yunchu smelled a hint of alcohol.
She had an estimate in her mind. Yesterday, Wen Jue secretly went out of the city to invite someone, and now looking like this, he might have returned empty-handed.
"What's wrong with you?" Lu Yunchu recited the lines absentmindedly.
"I want to find him." Wen Jue rubbed his temple, looking very drunk. "I'll wait here. When he wakes up, come and call me."
The vicious female supporting role would naturally not let him see Wen Zhan: "I've already said it, I'll tell you-"
Wen Jue suddenly raised his voice and almost shouted in a suppressed voice: "I need help from him."
Lu Yunchu was stunned: "What... did you ask him for?"
Wen Jue drank some wine, and he was depressed, as if talking to himself: "A word, a letter, or even a personal item will do. My father died in the sea of arrows to protect him... I'll just ask him this once, it's not too much, right?"
It was so strange that Lu Yunchu noticed something was wrong that day. They were not friendly brothers. It could even be said that they did not look like brothers at all. Apart from anything else, if Wen Jue really loved his brother, why would he allow the vicious female supporting role and the sickly brother to stay in the same room
Lines came out of her mouth: "Of course it's not too much. Wen Zhan is the kindest person and will definitely agree to it."
Wen Jue was dazed for a moment after hearing this, and smiled bitterly: "Yes, he has a kind personality, but... but I..."
The female supporting role breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Wait for me here." Then she turned around and ran back.
Lu Yunchu rushed into the house and rummaged through the drawers and cabinets.
She couldn't control her hands and feet, and thought of a solution quickly. Wen Zhan had very few things, not even a few sets of clothes. Lu Yunchu's hand fell on the purse. It seemed that Wen Jue wanted the purse.
She picked up the purse and walked out, trying hard to reach her waist. When she was about to reach the gate of the courtyard, she finally touched it and immediately replaced the purse.
She was a little surprised. She didn't expect it to be successful!
You have to know that in her first life, she couldn't control her movements or even her expressions in front of her original father.
Wen Jue stood outside the yard, leaning against a tree trunk. He was extremely drunk and looked like he was about to fall asleep.
Lu Yunchu had a feeling in his heart—the plot was going to wake him up, but it didn’t say how.
She walked over and stepped on Wen Jue.
Wen Jue gasped, and felt a piercing pain at the tip of his little toe. He opened his eyes angrily and met Lu Yunchu's shy and timid eyes.
He was confused.
"Ajue, wake up. I brought the things out." She handed the purse to Wen Jue, "This is what Wen Zhan asked me to give you."
Wen Jue looked at the purse in his hand and said blankly, "He gave it to me?"
Lu Yunchu recited the guilty female supporting role's lines: "Yes, after I told him, he nodded, and now he has fallen asleep again."
Wen Jue's mind was in a mess, and he could only hear the word "nod". He hesitated, staring at the purse in a daze, and asked again: "He gave it to me so easily?"
"yes."
A flash of thunder flashed in the sky, and a cool breeze blew up, lifting the hem of Wen Jue's clothes.
The alcohol in his eyes faded away, and he looked at the purse in his palm, hesitating.
Lu Yunchu found that his hands were shaking and his teeth were clenched.
Wen Jue seemed to want to say something, but finally closed his mouth, clasped his fingers together, and clenched his purse.
It turns out that the plot is like this. Looking at the various struggling expressions flashing across Wen Jue's evil and wild facial features, Lu Yunchu felt that it was a bit exaggerated.
The key point is that it was normal weather just now, but suddenly there was thunder and lightning, just to exaggerate the inner struggle and pain of the male protagonist.
It’s okay to get him wet, the tool and supporting role are innocent!
The autumn rain came quickly, and crackling raindrops suddenly fell and hit Wen Jue.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, the struggle in his eyes was gone.
For the first time, Lu Yunchu had a real and accurate understanding of the male protagonist described in the book.
When she first met Wen Zhan, she saw how miserable he was and saved him without any ulterior motives, just out of pure kindness. But later she thought, if Wen Zhan's injury had healed and the hero hadn't discovered that the female supporting character had abused him, then she wouldn't have been hunted down by the hero.
However, what happened today completely shattered her fantasy.
The male protagonist has never been a kind-hearted person.
He hunted down the supporting actress because he might feel ashamed, angry, or because she knew something and he had to kill her, or he might just be putting on a show for others to see.
Wen Jue lowered his head and looked at the ground, and suddenly said: "You are his wife, be nice to him."
"Of course!" Lu Yunchu said, "He is your brother. I love him and his family, so I will definitely treat him well."
The rain was getting heavier. Wen Jue looked up into the yard with a distant gaze: "He was a poor man. Now that he has a family, I have done my best..." His voice became smaller and smaller, drowned out by the sound of rain.
The vicious female supporting role hadn’t seen him speak to her so calmly for a long time. A smile spread across her face, and she looked at him eagerly: “Well, Brother Jue, I am his family, and now I am your family too.”
Wen Jue's expression was completely gone, and he looked down at her with disgust: "Don't call me like that."
"Why? Isn't that what I called you when we were little? And you..." Lu Yunchu grabbed his sleeve and said aggrievedly.
"Shut up!" Wen Jue suddenly yelled, "When we were young? When we were young, the dynasty was still there. Look at it now. Even the dynasty can be overthrown in the blink of an eye. What does the affection in childhood count for?"
He pushed Lu Yunchu away and said, "Lu Yunchu, don't be silly. You know I have never been attracted to you, and I can't be with you. Your unreasonable behavior will only make me hate you. You are the one you want to marry, so be obedient and live a good life after you marry. Otherwise..."
Lu Yunchu fell hard on her buttocks and cried in pain: "I came all the way here to follow you, disobeyed my father's wishes, and forced myself to stay and marry, just to stay with you. Why do you treat me like this?"
Wen Jue sneered and turned to leave, but Lu Yunchu jumped up and put his arms around his waist.
The speed at which she charged forward contained the resentment of two lifetimes, and she rammed into Wen Jue's lower back like a calf. Wen Jue felt as if his waist was about to break.
"Brother Jue! Wuuwuwu!"
Wen Jue pushed her away and said coldly, "Get lost!"
After saying that, he walked into the rain, leaving behind a lonely and domineering back. It was a pity that his steps were a little lame and his waist was a little crooked.
Lu Yunchu felt relieved, finally completing the storyline.
She propped herself up and prepared to get up, when her palm suddenly pressed on a hard object. It was the jade pendant dropped by Wen Jue.
She stuffed it into his arms involuntarily. It seemed like another plot. Either the female supporting character was a pervert and liked to collect the male protagonist's belongings, or she was going to do something to mess things up later.
The pouring cool rain made her feel a little calmer. Just as she was sorting out her thoughts, the coolness brought by the heavy rain suddenly stopped.
She raised her eyes hesitantly. In front of her eyes, the rain could be heard hitting the branches, making a rustling sound. The rain did not stop.
Lu Yunchu looked up and saw an oil-paper umbrella creating a small world for her.
She was stunned and looked back, and sure enough, she saw the dark hem of Wen Zhan's clothes.
"Why are you here?" She was a little nervous. Would Wen Zhan misunderstand? No, this should be outside the plot. Wen Zhan should not know what happened.
When she was panicking, Wen Zhan suddenly half-bent his knees and squatted down beside her.
Lu Yunchu saw his expression clearly, gentle and calm, just as always.
"Wen Zhan..." She wanted to explain.
Wen Zhan curved his eyebrows, then frowned again and pointed at the heavy rain outside the umbrella.
Lu Yunchu didn't care whether she got wet in the rain or not. She asked anxiously, "I have nothing to do with him—" She had to explain regardless of whether Wen Zhan could understand or not.
A gust of wind blew the raindrops under the umbrella. Wen Zhan quickly tilted the umbrella to cover Lu Yunchu, and most of the rain fell on him.
Lu Yunchu reacted immediately: "Go back first, and talk about it later."
She tried to stand up, but just when she was halfway up, she suddenly lost her strength and fell back down.
Lu Yunchu hissed and was about to try again when a hand as white as jade suddenly appeared in front of him.
His fingers were long and beautiful, and they made her heart beat slower.
She came back to her senses and just raised her hand, but Wen Zhan suddenly withdrew his hand.
The hand in front of me was replaced by an umbrella handle.
Lu Yunchu raised his eyes. Under the oil-paper umbrella, his jawline was thin and distinct, his face was still pale, and the slight redness at the base of his ears was a little obvious.
She held the umbrella handle and Wen Zhan pulled her up steadily.
She was in a daze at an inappropriate time, and the umbrella also appeared at an inappropriate time.
With two umbrellas, they can only use their own.
Lu Yunchu and Wen Zhan returned to the wing room. The first thing they did when they entered the room was to explain: "Nothing happened between me and Wen Jue just now outside the courtyard. I don't like him and I hate him very much."
Wen Zhan nodded, not knowing whether he had heard or understood.
Lu Yunchu was anxious and stomped his feet, and suddenly he felt a piercing pain in his ankle.
Damn, that bastard Wen Jue pushed her so hard that she sprained her ankle.
She was in a hurry just now and didn't feel it, so she walked for a while. Now her injury has worsened and she is grimacing in pain.
She lifted her left foot, hopped to the chair, sat down carefully, raised her head and continued: "Purse—"
Just after she uttered two words, her voice stopped abruptly.
Wen Zhan was angry.
Although he had a blank expression on his face, Lu Yunchu could keenly sense that he was angry.
Was it because of the purse? Although she didn’t give it to Wen Jue, she did steal the purse.
How can I explain this? Can I still tell him that all this was done out of necessity? We are all characters in the novel and have to follow the plot
Wen Zhan came over and squatted in front of her.
His hair was soft and his dark head looked fuzzy.
The only words in Lu Yunchu's mind were "It's over".
Why does the sticky hair on his head also reveal that he is feeling suffocated
"I'm sorry, I..." She stammered.
Wen Zhan stared at her ankles, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
Lu Yunchu quickly took out his purse. He couldn't think of a reason to explain, so he explained first: "I didn't give it to him. I changed it."
Wen Zhan raised his head, his eyes swept across her face, and finally fell on her purse.
He reached out to take it, and Lu Yunchu breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment, he threw the purse to the ground.
Lu Yunchu was shocked. That should be an important thing, so how could it be thrown on the ground
Oops, is he that angry
She stared at her purse and suddenly felt a chill on her left foot.
Looking down, Wen Zhan was gnashing his teeth as he… took off her embroidered shoes.
Uh, clenching teeth isn't quite accurate, it should be gnashing teeth.
He held her embroidered shoes in his hand, his eyes fell to the side, hurriedly moved to her ankles, and fell to the side again.
Through her white socks, you could see that her ankle was badly swollen.
Lu Yunchu didn't react and was still talking about the purse: "I was wrong, I didn't mean to steal your things, it was really..."
Before he finished speaking, Wen Zhan stood up and left.
Her heart skipped a beat; this explanation seemed ridiculous.
She rubbed her temples, thinking about what to do next, when she suddenly heard footsteps.
Wen Zhan came over with clean clothes, towels and a medicine box.
He handed these to Lu Yunchu, who softened his heart and took advantage of the situation to explain: "I have a secret that I cannot explain, so I cannot follow his lead, but it is not my own will. I will try my best—"
Before he finished speaking, Wen Zhan left again.
He doesn't look like a mute, but more like a deaf person.
It seems that he is very angry.
Lu Yunchu was distressed and suddenly sneezed. He had to dry his body and change his clothes first.
She skipped into the inner room with the pile of things in her arms, and after she had finished everything, Wen Zhan still hadn't shown up.
Is he hiding in the corner and getting angry
Lu Yunchu couldn't figure out Wen Zhan's character. If he was angry, it would be fine. At most he would just ignore her. But he was afraid that he would feel betrayed, which would make his psychological trauma even worse. What should he do
No, I have to go find him.
Lu Yunchu picked up the medicinal wine, poured it on his ankle, rubbed it for a while with a grimace, and when it didn't hurt so much, he was ready to stand up and look for Wen Zhan.
As soon as he moved, Wen Zhan stepped into the inner room.
He was holding a fire basket that he had gotten from somewhere, and he walked quickly to Lu Yunchu and placed the fire basket in front of the bed.
Lu Yunchu looked at the fire cage stupidly: "Did you go to make this just now?"
Wen Zhan nodded and pointed at her hair.
Lu Yunchu's hair was long and thick, and even after wiping it with a towel, it was still wet. In the autumn rain, it would probably give him a headache if he left his hair hanging like this.
Wen Zhan gestured for her to let down her hair and dry it in the fire basket.
Lu Yunchu was still worried about Wen Zhan's anger, so he didn't understand and just bent down obediently.
Wen Zhan curled his eyes, patted the edge of the bed and asked her to lie on it.
Lu Yunchu reacted, said "oh oh" twice, turned over, lay on the bed, head facing the edge, and let his hair hang down along the edge.
Wen Zhan brought the fire basket closer, lifted up her hair, and dried it inch by inch.
Lu Yunchu couldn't see his expression or movements, he could only feel him gently fiddling with his hair.
She stared at the ceiling of the bed and carefully brought up the topic again: "Wen Zhan, I can explain."
Before he finished speaking, Wen Zhan stopped fiddling with it.
Ah, I shouldn’t have mentioned that. Did I make him angry again
Lu Yunchu was just about to turn over and get up when he suddenly felt a gentle touch on his head.
It was Wen Zhan who patted her head gently.
Lu Yunchu's anxious heart was miraculously soothed in the blink of an eye.
She was a little slow to react and wanted to get up to see his expression, but Wen Zhan handed the notebook to her, interrupting her.
—I’m not angry.
Lu Yunchu stared at the words, unable to believe it.
Wen Zhan took back the notebook, and she heard the swish sound of the pen tip touching the paper.
The notebook was handed to her again.
He took the trouble to write it again: I'm not angry.
Lu Yunchu's mood was turned upside down by his eight words.
She thought of the time when Wen Zhan was rescued. She was still on guard, but Wen Zhan reacted calmly, like a puppet without emotions. Then she approached him with good intentions, and he did not mean to resist. He had always treated her so gently, and it had never changed.
Thinking of the arrangement of the plot, Lu Yunchu felt sad. He was always treated poorly, but he never felt resentful or aggrieved. Even though Wen Jue clearly needed a favor from him, his attitude did not show that he needed a favor from others. He also looked calm, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
What about the previous two lives? Even if Wen Jue had reached out to save him, and even if the female supporting character still had some conscience and didn’t make his illness worse, he wouldn’t have ended up like that.
Although she knew that everything was just a plot, Lu Yunchu was still indignant. She was so angry that tears were about to come out. She jumped up from the bed and said, "How can you not be angry!"
Wen Zhan didn't expect her to have such a big reaction, and his hand was still raised in the air.
Lu Yunchu simply grabbed his sleeve and said, "You should be angry. Why shouldn't you be angry?"
She felt guilty and resentful, and her voice was tearful. Wen Zhan was so frightened that he didn't dare to move and just froze in place.
“How could they do this to you.” Lu Yunchu lowered his head, “How could I…” I didn’t come to save you in my previous two lives.
Wen Zhan's left sleeve was pulled by her, so he could only take the notebook with his right hand, put it on his lap, and wrote inconveniently.
—But I’m really not angry.
Lu Yunchu felt even more distressed and wanted to cry.
His eyes were so gentle, like the mountains and rivers in the world, like the bright moon and the gentle breeze, able to accommodate everything. They were also like a hug that could resolve all her worries and anxieties.
For some reason, Lu Yunchu suddenly remembered the guard dog that the director raised when he was in the orphanage. Because the dog resisted the rich children who abused him, the parents reported him and the director chose to beat the dog to death. Until the last moment, the dog kept running towards the director with its eyes wide open.
She could not forget the moment it breathed its last, whimpering, covered in blood, looking at its owner in confusion, its tail still wagging in a flattering manner.
But she shouldn't think of the puppy. He is a person, a living person, not an animal. He should have a temper.
So his setting is "always be sincere and gentle with people"
Lu Yunchu held back her tears and forced herself to look into his gentle eyes: "Okay, if you're not angry, I'll be angry for you in the future."
"If you don't want to fight, I will fight for you. If you don't want to escape, I will take you away." She originally just wanted to survive until the end, then repeat her story once again and give up resistance, but now she has changed her mind. She wants to live hard and live a good life with Wen Zhan, no matter whether he has thoughts or is willing or not.
Wen Zhan was not like he used to be. He immediately nodded to whatever she said.
He looked at Lu Yunchu calmly, his eyes still clear, but the empty feeling of having seen so many things happen and being away from the world seemed to be blown away quietly by the breeze.
He blinked, suddenly smiled, pointed at her hair, and patted the bed.
—Drying my hair.