What is the experience of being forced to confess

What Bu Xiangchen said "pushing out" was indeed pushing out.

The meridians all over Du Wuyu's body have just been extended, and the body is still very fragile. Although it is not sticky like clay, it will fall off if it is touched, and it needs to be placed carefully.Bu Xiangchen kindly provided them with a wheelchair, which has a stable structure and flexible operation, and is indeed the first choice for people with disabilities to go out.

Going out this time is to relax. After all, lying motionless on the bed is really boring.But besides taking care of Du Wuyu's body, there is another point to worry about. Knowing that there are not many Du Wuyu still alive, and there are many grievances and grievances involved in Mr. Bianxi, he still needs to find a remote and quiet place where no one will be disturbed.

In Bian Xi-kun's heart, there is a place where the scenery is both beautiful and absolutely safe.

When they arrived, Hua Qianshu was drinking by himself at Yinshu Xingqiao.The peach blossoms are still in full bloom, apricot red and pear white around the embankment, covered by misty green willows underneath.Hua Qianshu was sitting among them, her clothes were also embroidered with fresh flowers, looking from a distance, the surrounding flower branches seemed to bloom from her skirt.

"The husband is very interested." Bian Xijun pushed Du Wuyu over, smiling.

Hua Qianshu followed the prestige, and her eyes lit up immediately: "Master." She walked towards them through branches and leaves, and then asked attentively: "I haven't heard any news for a few days, so I don't know how your master is doing. Is everything going well?"

Seeing Mr. Bian Xi nodded, she looked at Du Wuyu who was sitting in a wheelchair, and said softly, "It seems that the situation is really good."

"Thank you for your concern." Du Wuyu said, while thinking for a while, "I heard the girl's voice in my sleep, and I probably stayed here for a few days."

"Yes." Hua Qianshu followed them into the courtyard, "Young Master placed Mr. in Yinshu Xingqiao before." She was silent for a moment, "At that time, Young Master was concerned about Mr., I think, it must be a very good friend .”

Bian Xijun's expression was quite unnatural, and he interrupted aloud: "Teacher, I really troubled you during that time."

Hua Qianshu smiled, and was about to answer when Du Wuyu murmured, "My lord, Taifu..."

He just said something casually, Bian Xijun's face changed again, although his tone was calm, his eyes flickered uneasy: "I and Taifu are good friends, so it's not surprising that we match each other."

He looked slightly embarrassed, turned his head away, and felt regretful when he said it, only felt that he had spoken deliberately.Du Wuyu said frankly: "This title is very interesting."

Hua Qianshu's face was calm, her fine eyelashes drooped, and she seemed to sigh softly.She said: "My lord, did you bring this gentleman to Yinshu Xingqiao to see flowers?"

"Let him relax." Bian Xijun glanced at Du Wuyu, "Teacher, you said that the Silver Tree Star Bridge is safe and the scenery is also very good."

The girl smiled softly, with tenderness in her eyes: "I didn't expect you to remember what I said." She seemed to be sentimental, then shook her head and turned relaxed, "If you want to relax, you can take a walk in Liudi. A few days ago, the Jiulixiang on the shore also bloomed, which is very beautiful."

Mr. Bianxi has been to that willow embankment several times, but he hasn't been there for a few days, and the flowers seem to be more lively.Apricot rain and pear clouds, the scenery is like something picked off a painting screen, all of which are reflected in the pale green waves of the river.

Pushing the wheelchair that Du Wuyu was sitting on and walking along the path, Mr. Benxi looked at the flowers all over his side, his eyes were beautiful, and he was in a trance for a while.I could only hear Du Wuyu whispering in front of him: "That girl..." He hesitated for a while, and then said, "I have feelings for you."

There was a pause in the movement of pushing the wheelchair, and just as Du Wuyu was about to speak, he felt his body move forward again.The wooden wheel pressed against the soft and dense grass blades, so softly that the sound was almost inaudible.

A dense branch of peach blossoms brushed on Bian Xijun's shoulder, and he pushed it away with his hand.With his movements, petals fell one after another, some fell to the ground, and some were still attached to his hair.

"I know." His voice was very soft, almost imperceptible.

"Ben Xijun..." Du Wuyu said.

Ben Xijun said softly: "I can only feel very sorry."

"Then why don't you talk to her?" Du Wuyu said.

The other party didn't answer, and after a while, he seemed to smile.Du Wuyu couldn't see his expression, but heard Mr. Bianxi behind him say a little erratically: "Because... if others persuade me to give up my love, I can't do it, and I will be very sad."

Du Wuyu's breath stagnated slightly, and he was speechless for a while.The two walked in silence for a while, Bian Xijun looked down at Du Wuyu's faint cheek outline covered under the hair, his eyes were slightly dark, and the surrounding spring scenery was bright and bright, and it seemed that it couldn't shine into his eyes.

Rushi turned around slowly and returned to the courtyard of Yinshu Xingqiao. Hua Qianshu was still sitting at the stone table waiting for them, with a pot of wine in hand.The girl laughed and said, "Young Master, you are in a good mood. During the time you're relaxing, I've already had two jars of wine."

"You still drink very well." Ben Xijun slightly nodded.

Hua Qianshu rolled up his sleeves, and handed him the wine glass in his hand: "Master, it's rare to come here, why don't you drink with me?"

Bian Xijun was slightly stunned, Fang wanted to politely refuse, but Du Wuyu had already answered: "He can't drink too much wine."

He said it naturally, out of good intentions.It's just that as soon as the words came out, Hua Qianshu's expression was slightly different, and his red lips were pursed, as if he was about to speak.Du Wuyu was at a loss, but Bian Xijun interrupted, waved his hand and said: "It's still unnecessary, coming to Yinshu Xingqiao is already an interruption, so how can I drink Taifu's wine again."

Hua Qianshu also seemed to understand, blinked, restrained his expression and said, "It's not like you, my lord, to be so polite."

If she felt it, there seemed to be a trace of water swimming in her eyes, and she suddenly said: "Since the young master said to trouble me, it is not too much for me to ask the young master for a reward, right?"

The girl smiled sweetly, with a calm attitude, as if she was making a light-hearted joke.Bian Xijun naturally agreed, Hua Qianshu then said that ten li from Yinshu Xingqiao to the east, there is a restaurant, the Luo Fuchun sold there is very famous, and asked him to bring back a jar.

The other party spoke quite earnestly and earnestly, Bian Xijun remembered the location of the restaurant and returned immediately.His figure disappeared under the shade of willows, and the gentle wind in the courtyard blew up Du Wuyu's plain clothes.

Hua Qianshu turned to him, she was silent at first, her eyes lowered, as if hesitating.

Du Wuyu looked at her, and then thought about what she said before, and felt inexplicably embarrassed.After a while, the girl pinched the edge of her sleeve and said with a sigh of relief: "Sir, I have something to say to you."

She raised her head and looked at the other person's face steadily.Under her gaze, Du Wuyu's heart tightened, only to hear Hua Qianshu lower his voice, and said carefully: "Although I can drink well, compared with the young master, I still can't win."

"Thirteen"

There is wine for me, but there is no wine for me.

Wine is a strange thing, it can be fun, and it can also warm up the body.It can induce another side of a person, and it can occasionally serve as a good cover.It is often said that a gentleman needs Wenke to drink alcohol. The requirement of "the first noble looks gentle, and the second noble speaks softly" described in "Xiao Dai Li Ji" is naturally not easy for ordinary people. It's even more difficult. Most people drink to the top, and it's already very good if they don't lose their composure.

When it comes to wine, Mr. Bian Xi is also not to be judged by appearances.He was dressed noble, sneered, and looked unsympathetic, and he really didn't look like a large number of people.But if you underestimate him because of this, and compare your drinking capacity with him, you will always be defeated.

Once, Bian Xijun changed his name to Young Master Fengyan, and preached in the celestial burial Thirteen Swords.

At that time, their careers had just started, and everything should not be overly publicized.He combed his hair, put on a hat, and changed into a simple robe. The peacock pattern under his eyes was covered up by his technique, and he looked like an ordinary scholar.

He speaks cleverly, his words are clever, but he is restrained, and he quickly attracts the attention of others.The one who is most interested in his so-called "Way of Despair" is Hua Qianshu in Thirteen Knives. In fact, the girl seems to be more curious about him than the doctrine.

Joking in his spare time, Hua Qianshu pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Young master, I think you have a good speech, and you are not like an ordinary person at all. Maybe you have another appearance somewhere I don't know. ?”

She held her chin and looked at him without blinking, but he just said vaguely: "Scrutinizing the situation and making changes according to the environment is the way to stand. Who is always stagnant?"

"Then I don't know when will I be able to meet a different young master?" Hua Qianshu bent his eyebrows and said softly, his eyes were like the sake in her glass, full and floating.He stopped talking, changed the subject, and persuaded with a smile: "Instead of thinking about these things, it's better to concentrate on the present moment."

This is the reception of Thirteen Knives for Sky Burial, and the surrounding area is full of excitement.Except for Ao Shou who had something to do, the rest of the staff were at the table, everyone persuaded each other to drink, the voices were very loud, and Bian Xijun naturally could not be let go, but he was poured with wine by his colleagues one after another, and his expression did not change , it is surprising.

Hua Qianshu was very surprised.Her drinking capacity can be said to be rare among women, but it is a pity that her luck is not good, and she meets a Bian Xijun who can also drink a thousand cups.The girl was surprised at first, and after drinking for three rounds, she deliberately separated the top and bottom.At first Thirteen Knives people cheered one another, and after drinking a few cups, the surrounding area became paralyzed, but they were the only ones who still stood still, looking around, feeling like they were too cold to be at a high place.

So continue to fight wine, first is ordinary wine, the more you drink, the more mellow it will be, and the more you will test your capacity for alcohol.The two of them got excited, Hua Qianshu blushed even more, put his hands on his forehead, shook his head suddenly, and said: "No, I can drink more..."

As she said this, she took a few steps back, and her steps couldn't help being flamboyant, like a flower that was too full and crumbling on a branch.She still had some strength, so she lifted a dark wine jar from under the table and placed it in front of Mr. Benxi.

"Next, drink this." She raised her voice.

The sound of "clanking" startled Shangguan Yuanque from his drunkenness to try his best to open his eyes, and when he saw the wine jar, he suddenly rubbed his eyes desperately: "This is... the crane glass that Ao Shou treasured..."

The little painter climbed onto the edge of the table and tried to stand up: "Ah, you can't drink this, you can't..." But before he finished speaking, he fell back down again when he got drunk.

The crane goblet that Yiseqiu spent so much effort to search for on the altar was not rescued, and fell into the stomachs of the two that night.Leaving aside how Ao Shou would react, good wine is good wine after all, and he lived up to his reputation as a long-term drunk, deciding the winner for them.

The table is full of toasts and cups, and the cups and plates are messy.The wine inside is not exhausted, it is very clear, it looks like jade, and it looks like a half-filled cup of clear moonlight.Hua Qianshu lay down on the table, in a trance, trying to hold his head up unwillingly: "I haven't lost yet—"

She squinted, and the things in front of her eyes trembled uncontrollably, making her dizzy.However, she looked at it and suddenly smiled: "Young master, your eyes..."

She said vaguely, "It's like the feathers of a peacock, so they are so beautiful."

Bian Xijun on the side supported his forehead, just in a trance, the words came to his ears, he felt a little startled, subconsciously touched the fundus of his eyes.Even though he has a good capacity for alcohol, he couldn't bear the booze, and he didn't know when he undid the spell, showing the peacock pattern in front of his eyes.Hua Qianshu just muttered in a low voice, then leaned back on the table, looking dazed, still speaking intermittently.Bian Xijun struggled to prop up his body, and when he approached, he heard her say in a sleepy voice: "My lord, I know, you are not an ordinary person..."

Startled, he lowered his head and looked thoughtfully at the girl's drowsy face.

After that, Hua Qianshu praised him many times for his drinking capacity, but never mentioned what she saw while drunk.When Benji-kun preached the teachings, she would still come to support her with a smile, and occasionally ask some questions.

"Young master, you said that God will bring hope in desperate situations and save all beings," she said with a smile, "Then God should love everyone in the world equally."

And he said as a matter of course: "There are thousands of kinds of people in the world, but God's love for them is all the same."

What a merciful and fraternal god, later, many believers praised Ben Xijun like this.However, he also remembered that at that time, Hua Qianshu rested his chin with his hand and said lightly to him: "As expected of a god... like me, even if you love someone, you are already very tired."

Bian Xi-kun thought, in fact, he is the same.He can't get close to the gods he keeps chanting, and he can't have a broad enough heart to accommodate love and the exhaustion that comes with it.Even suppressing this emotion took almost all of his energy, especially when facing Du Wuyu, he almost felt the sour heartbeat squeezing his chest, and if he was not careful, it would overflow .

But Du Wuyu didn't know it at all, he just upheld the concern among his colleagues, asked him why he was unhappy, and persuaded him to enjoy the present moment.Benji-kun remembered that he said the same thing to Hua Qianshu, even the scene was so similar, at this time Nihai Chongfan was throwing a banquet for the completion of Zaohai Dara, and Tianyu was sitting at the highest place, holding a drink to congratulate Reserved and dull.

Huamei was weak from alcohol, drunk after three cups, and was helped down early.Du Wuyu said words of comfort to others, but she didn't know that she still had sorrow on her face.

Bian Xi-kun poured a glass of wine and drank it slowly.Looking at Du Wuyu, he felt a pungent and sour taste in his throat, which made him feel very uncomfortable.If he could really get drunk, maybe he wouldn't be able to feel it, but his drinking capacity was astonishing, rather than getting drunk, he might as well hope to fall asleep.

Of course, Du Wuyu couldn't see his unfathomable drinking capacity, but felt that Bian Xijun's eyes were swaying, like loose water, and like jade stones full of strands of flakes.He asked: "Ben Xijun, are you drunk?"

Bian Xijun looked at him blankly.

Du Wuyu said kindly: "Your face is a little red."

So the holy inquisitor who was sailing against the sea hurriedly lifted up his sleeves to cover his face, and said, "So that's how it is."

How could three cups and two cups pour him down? There might not be anyone on his face.But facing the sight of the person he admired, he still subconsciously felt embarrassed, and while covering his hot cheeks, he said vaguely: "Then I won't drink."

Alcohol is indeed a good excuse.It gave the Bian Xijun, who usually concealed everything tightly, a reason to prevaricate, as if no matter how gaffes are excusable, because Du Wuyu, who knows nothing about him, must also believe in this pretense.

After the banquet was over, the members of Nihai Chongfan left in twos and threes, and Du Wuyu also wanted to leave, but seeing Mr. Bian Xi standing up while supporting the table, his feet stumbled, so he went to help him.

"Didn't you say you don't want to drink anymore?" He said, his brows were still slightly frowned, looking very distressed.

Their arms overlapped, and a few strands of hair hung down and fell on Du Wuyu's fingertips.He could hear the heartbeat of the other party, fast and powerful.

What is drunkenness?If it is said that his face is flushed and his heart is beating, his feet are unsteady, or even his mind is in a trance, these Bian Xijun are all in line, but he is indeed not drunk.He felt that he was very awake, but when Du Wuyu's gaze crossed his cheeks, and when Du Wuyu's questioning voice fell into his ears, his five senses became slightly blurred, as if soaking in warm water, light and Floating, he is like a scorched leaf that has been separated from the branches, and the corners are gradually stretched by being soaked, and it becomes full and fresh again.

He suddenly took Du Wuyu's hand.

This impulse came so suddenly that he didn't even have time to think about the other party's reaction.But this also seemed irrelevant. Under the cover of being drunk, he could safely do some outrageous things.

Emotionally, Bian Xijun has always been cautious, even cowardly.However, at this time, it seemed that another soul had emerged from his body, eagerly encouraging him to be a little bolder, touching Du Wuyu's face, and rubbing the corners of the other's eyes.

Like a child touching something that is on his mind.

Du Wuyu seemed surprised and wanted to avoid him, but was afraid that he would fall, so he was at a loss for a while.It can be seen that although Du Wuyu is depressed, he still has due care for his friends. Seeing Mr. Bianxi's slightly indecent drunken appearance, he was so dizzy that he posted it, so he had no choice but to laugh.

"This amount of alcohol really comes from the same line as the thrush." ​​He said, "Bian Xijun, are you drunk?"

Bian Xijun said: "Yeah." After thinking about it, he felt wrong, so he began to shake his head: "No, no."

Seeing him shaking his head desperately, Du Wuyu really wanted to laugh, but he held back.Seeing that his eyes were closed tightly, only the corners of his eyes were red, he thought that although he made a little movement when he drank a lot, he was generally very quiet.

"Disasters..." Bian Xijun said vaguely, his feet went limp again, his chin hit the opponent's shoulder, and his whole body hung straight there.His chin was pointed, and he moved there again, which made Du Wuyu a little uncomfortable, but considering that the other party was a drunk, he still endured it.

Du Wuyu is open-minded by nature, not good at guessing people's twists and turns, and thinking of hundreds of kinds of people in the world, all kinds of drunkenness, even though Bian Xijun looks weird, it is still understandable.

It's just that when he woke up, he advised him not to drink alcohol. He thought about it for granted, but felt that Mr. Ben Xijun's hands were holding him like vines, and it was difficult to separate him, so he could only let him hug him like this. He staggered all the way to move towards the residence.

After putting him on the bed, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.Just as Du Wuyu was about to leave, she looked down at Bian Xijun's cumbersome clothes, which seemed to be very uncomfortable, so she bent down again and carefully removed the beads on his head.The hair crown was removed, and the neat and smooth hair like running water slid down from there, and the feeling of flowing through the fingers was quite like delicate silk.

He had never seen a Bian Xijun like this before, and he thought it was very interesting, and he thought that he would stay and take care of him, otherwise if it was Tianyu, he would definitely lose his temper after being tossed about by him like this.

At some point, Du Wuyu was considered considerate, he would not use such a thing as a topic, and he would not even mention it.It's just that the next day, Bian Xijun approached him, and in a probing tone, asked if he had lost his composure, and if he minded.

Du Wuyu said it was okay, Bian Xijun seemed to be relieved, and changed his cold tone again.

"That's good. Misfortune is popular, you'd better forget about it."

At this moment, he turned back into that cold-faced and cold-hearted Holy Inquisitor.The bead chain covered his deep eyes, making it difficult to distinguish the expression inside, but Du Wuyu still remembered his quiet appearance with his hair loose.

Sure enough, I drank too much... Du Wuyu thought so.

It was an insignificant matter, and he quickly put it behind him.However, when I think of it again after many years, I have to re-examine it with another way of thinking.The reason he believed to be true for a long time, but now another person tells him: it is not true.

"Sir, I don't know what you think." Hua Qianshu stood in front of him and said word for word, "In my opinion, Young Master, he really... values ​​you very much."