The day Wei Zhang left Jinling, it was drizzling and dense.

He is no longer the daughter of the chief minister, but Wei Wu, who is behind the treacherous and sinful minister, is wearing a white dress, and her beauty is thin but not less beautiful.

She stopped Wei Zhang's carriage, her eyes were full of astringent meaning, and her lips were spitting dry words, "... Are you leaving?"

"Yes." The fine rain wet the young man's plain clothes, but it made him still as handsome as before. When he saw him again, there was no hatred in his eyes, only a calmness, the corners of his lips slightly raised, as if he had thought of some beautiful scenes, "I have to go back to Jiangnan, I don't belong here after all."

"Then, will you come back?"

"No. Never come back."

"...Is there really nothing worthy of your attachment here?"

Wei Wu stared into his eyes nervously.

Wei Zhang fell silent.

"Okay, I understand." She suddenly laughed at herself and said softly, "You go."

Wei Zhang glanced at her, got on the carriage, and said, "Take care."

As his figure was about to disappear before his eyes, Wei Wu couldn't help it, clenched her fists, and shouted: "Wei Zhang——"

Wei Zhang looked back.

What he saw was a woman standing in the rain, her long hair was wet against her cheeks, looking slightly embarrassed.

Wei Wu swallowed her saliva, her voice hoarse and dry, and it was difficult to say one by one:

"I know it was my father who killed your sweetheart. Although he is a good father, he is a treacherous minister in the eyes of the world. You are loyal to the emperor and do all this. I should hate you and blame you for your concern, but I don't have the qualifications for you."

"Wei Zhang, now, no matter whether I hate you or love you, we have reached the end of our journey. But even if I die, I, Wei Wu, will die clearly."

"I'll just ask you one thing, please tell me the truth-"

Speaking of this, she paused and looked at the eyes of the man who had once loved and who was about to be seen as strangers.

"Have you ever loved me for a moment?"

a long time.

When Wei Wu thought she might not get an answer in this life, a light but ruthless voice could no longer be clearly transmitted into her ears through the gradually growing rain curtain.

"No."

He sighed, his voice dissipated in the wind.

"Awu, forget me, find a man who treats you sincerely."

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