The letter was written by Zhou Zijin.

Not long, just a few lines.

The font is graceful and reveals a unique sharpness. The pen tips are all chilling like swords.

However, at this time, Su Che looked at him and felt close.

"You don't need to say much to part, but in fact, I think about it. After more than 20 years in the general's mansion, you are the one who is most worried about before leaving. That evening, you asked me, and I was in a mess. I knew what I was thinking. It was finally time to leave.

My hatred is buried deep in my heart, and I dare not forget it for a day. How can I have the leisure to talk about the long love between children? Based on your identity, talent, and future achievements, I will find a woman I like more. She will devote herself to you and put her heart on you, rather than a person who will think about taking revenge all day and may go and never return.

Since you became sensible, you have taught you a lot in the name of taking the exam. It is not entirely preaching, but just to give your own lessons as much as possible to avoid detours and not to become a person like me.

You are kind-hearted and live in the house for a long time. You rarely see people's hearts sinister. I just hope you can always remember what I said and consider it when encountering things. Good people are easy to trust others easily. You must know that people's hearts are like the sea, and it is more difficult to communicate with than practicing swords. However, dealing with the world is also a practice, be careful and do not forget it.

Although the world is turbid, I still hope you will always be kind and clear and clear.

I don’t know when I will meet again after this parting. May you and I live up to your and my practice and meet again.

Don't look for me, don't worry."

After reading the letter, Su Che felt a breath of silence in his chest and was extremely stuffy.

He carefully folded the wrinkled letters, put them away, leaned on the railings, and was speechless for a long time.

This is Zhou Zijin's choice. I think I must have told my father before that even if he wants to do something now, it would be too late.

The hall was noisy and lively, and the laughter and talking were all alone. He was alone. At this moment, he was happy to see others, and he felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness.

He still has relatives, brothers, fathers, and people close to Su Yue.

But they are different from Zhou Zijin. The other party's departure really made Su Che feel that he had lost something. A huge hole appeared in his heart, his breathing was tight, making people unable to help crying, and he couldn't help but want to vent his emotions.

But if a person falls into the abyss, he can only fall down heavily.

Su Che closed his eyes, and the scenes that appeared in his mind were the scenes when he was with Zhou Zijin.

When they get beaten, learn swordsmanship, and take the school exam, there seems to be little chatting between the two, and apart from practicing, they rarely talk in private.

Not only because Zhou Zijin is a little cold and talks little, but also because Su Che is not a talkative person, or sometimes he wants to say it but dare not say it.

It turns out that when you think about it, most of the beauty in your memories is on the school grounds.

Su Che smiled softly, and there was a trace of crystal clearness at the corner of his eyes.

...

Someone came up from the stairs. It was the temple man who had gone out to buy wine before. He was carrying a mud-sealed wine pot in his hand.

At this time, he looked at the figure leaning beside the railing, lowered his eyes, and quietly knocked on the door beside him carefully.

"The little one is back from drinking." He said respectfully.

"Give the wine to the person beside you." A faint voice came from the room.

The temple man was stunned. Who is around him?

"Is it..." He looked at Su Che who was also looking at him.

Even though he was puzzled, the temple man still did not dare to ask, but instead went over with his teeth.

"I'll give you this wine." He said, and handed it directly to Su Che's arms.

After saying that, he went downstairs.

Su Che looked at the wine pot and didn't recognize what wine it was, but he didn't think much about it and walked towards the door.

"Since you have given the wine, there is no reason to take it back." The voice came from the room.

Su Che paused and asked, "Do you and I know each other? If not, why would you give me wine?"

"The wine is for frustrated people. I see you are in a state of dismay now, and it's just right." The other party had no intention of inviting him into the room.

Su Che frowned slightly.

At this time, someone walked up the stairs next to it.

"Since it's a noble man who gives you wine, you'll be there."

The person coming was Su Dingyuan. He just glanced at the door and said so.

"Negotiable?" Su Che's heart moved, "Does his father know his identity?"

Su Dingyuan didn't agree, but just said, "The food is served, go and eat it."

After saying that, he walked towards the private room he had decided before.

Su Che looked at the door in front of him and followed.

...

"I have long heard of the name of the steamed mandarin fish in Yanlailou. This time I finally got it. It's so delicious."

In the original private room, four ladies, including swords, guns, swords and halberds, were sitting upright, looking at the voracious child with a smile on their faces.

Su Qing looked helpless, "I said, "Master, eat slowly, no one will rob you, so that you won't choke to death, and the government will come to cause trouble for me."

"How do you talk about Jing Wu?" Mrs. Dao blamed.

The child who called himself a storyteller apprentice was named Dashuai. He had no relatives since childhood and had no name or name. He was picked up by his master and called "DaShuai" and traveled around the world.

This is what he said himself, and this experience obviously does not need to be explained in detail, which makes people feel pity.

"Where is Su Su and Qinglang?" Mrs. Jian asked after picking up the dishes for the coach.

"Thank you aunt." Dashuai curled his eyes and smiled.

Su Qing curled his lips and poured a glass of wine himself, "They're going to come later."

Mrs. Dao frowned, "Didn't you tell her?"

Su Qing didn't say anything.

"Oh, you kid." Mrs. Dao was a quick person, so she planned to send someone back home and call.

At this time, the door opened, Su Dingyuan came in, behind him was the Hong Su who was leading Su Qinglang and Su Che who was walking at the end.

"Dad..." Seeing this, Su Qing quickly got up.

Su Dingyuan glanced at him and said to Hong Su on the side: "Go and sit down."

"Yes." There was no such charm as before. Instead, Hong Su, who was much simpler and elegant, led Su Qinglang to sit aside.

"Is that your son?" The handsome man leaned against Su Qing and looked around Su Qinglang and nude his chin.

Su Qing nodded.

After everyone was sitting, the general stood up and saluted Su Dingyuan, "General Su."

"Sit down." Su Dingyuan nodded, "Your master and Brother Zhou have something to do. Since Zi Jin entrusts you to me, you are from the Su family."

The handsome man scratched his head and just kept smirking.

Seeing his appearance, Su Qing was so angry that he was so angry.

"Dad, I want to eat fish, too."

When Su Qing wanted to say something, Su Qing said frankly, and after that, she glanced at Dashang. Two children, one young and half old, looked at each other.

Su Qing was stunned, then took the chopsticks and said, "Okay, I'll pick it up for you."

This is a family dinner, but I just changed my place to eat, and everyone was less restricted.

Because there was a neat and talkative handsome man and a small and big devil Su Qinglang, the table was naturally warm, and Su Che also chuckled as he watched everyone laugh.

This time he sat next to Su Dingyuan, but the person who was supposed to be sitting here didn't know where he was.

Su Che was drinking less, but his thoughts had already flew outside, as if he could see the figure galloping on a horse and jumping into the world.
Chapter completed!