Yu Yimo lowered her eyes, her eyes fell on the dishes, and she couldn't help but frowned slightly, then looked up at Su Yucheng and said with some reproach, "You know that the host in the temple has emphasized that no wine or meat is allowed."

Su Yucheng smiled, "How can you recover without eating meat? You usually say that you don't have meat fishy smell, so I just want Du Yue to turn the meat into porridge or boil it into soup."

Hearing Su Yucheng's words, Yu Yimo's pupils widened slightly, and turned to Du Yue beside him, as if seeking to prove the authenticity of what Su Yucheng said.

A trace of hesitation flashed across Du Yue's face, then he pulled the corner of his lips and said, "It's true."

He was seriously injured and was taken in by the host of the temple in the mountain. The host emphasized that if they lived there, they would abide by the rules in the temple. The first thing was to do was not to touch the meat. From that day on, Yu Yimo had never touched the meat again.

But later, for his health, Su Yucheng and Du Yue secretly supplemented him with various nutrients. If they wanted to recover as soon as possible, they would tamper with his daily meals, and Yu Yimo himself did not know about these things.

"You..." Yu Yi's face turned pale with a silent expression, "It's all nonsense!"

After living here for more than a month, he consciously caused trouble for the host in the temple. Whenever he thinks of it, he feels incomparable. Now, because he cannot comply with the regulations, he feels even more guilty.

Seeing that he was angry, Su Yuzheng quickly advised, "Okay, okay, I'll tell you the truth. In fact, the host knows these things! I once mentioned to him that you want to recover your health, but in the end he also acquiesced, just saying that we should keep it secret in front of the little monk."

Upon hearing this, Yu Yimo's tightly pursed lips still did not relax, but seeing Su Yucheng's appearance, he didn't seem to be lying, and he didn't say anything else.

Seeing that he was no longer angry, Su Yu breathed a sigh of relief in secret. He quickly asked Du Yue to sit down in front of the stone bench together, and then poured them a glass of wine.

"Speaking of this, we haven't had a drink together for a long time."

As he said that, he picked up the wine glass and raised his glass. Yu Yimoben was indifferent. Later, he didn't know what he thought of, so he picked up the glass and clinked them.

Speaking of which, over the past month, he has lived a dark world.

All emotions are pressed down on the heart with a dull feeling, and there is no outlet to express excretion.

He picked up the wine glass, stared at the clear liquid in the wine glass with a deep look, then raised his glass and drank it all.

The cold liquid went down the throat and into the stomach, and soon a burst of heat started.

A long-lost, unfamiliar feeling.

After drinking three glasses of wine, the atmosphere on the table gradually eased a lot. It seemed that Yu Yimo's words gradually increased with the blessing of alcohol.

The three of them talked about things, but they didn’t talk about real problems, such as the current situation of the Yu family group in Jiangzhou City, or the recovery problem of Yu Yimo’s legs.

The three of them kept silent about those bad things and talked and laughed, which made them feel that they suddenly returned to their youth, and their relationship invisibly brought them closer.

Seeing the two bottles of wine unknowingly seeing the bottom of the table, Yu Yimo suddenly reached out, picked up the bottle, filled it with him, and then looked at Su Yucheng beside him, and his face gradually became more serious and serious.

"Yucheng, I toast you this glass of wine."

Su Yucheng was stunned. Obviously he didn't expect that he would suddenly do such a serious trick, "Old Yu, between us..."

Before Su Yucheng could say this, Yu Yimo said in an insistent tone, "Even if you are a good brother, you still have to say thank you."

If it weren't for Su Yucheng, I'd be afraid that he would have been taken away by wild wolves and beasts, and there would be no bone residue left.

Although the two of them broke apart some time ago, and the brotherhood of several years broke down in an instant, it turned out that he, the good brother, did not make friends.

At that time, he was beaten by Yu Gubei and Luo Jiuye in turn, all of whom were beaten to death. His ribs were broken, his legs were broken, and he was covered in blood. He was thrown into the mountains and was almost half disabled.

At that time, he had no ability to move and was not aware of his consciousness. He almost felt that he was about to die. He held on until the second half of the night until a few beams of light shook over.

The moment Su Yucheng appeared in front of him, he thought he was dreaming.

They clearly stated that they would no longer be brothers from now on, and they were obviously very furious. But in the end, Su Yucheng squatted in front of him, his eyes anxiously, and said to him angrily and hatred, "Yu Yimo, please hold on!"

He said, "Have you forgotten what we have said!"

He said, "I have been born and died together and will be my brother for the rest of my life!"

“…”

Later, he woke up again and found himself in a dilapidated old-fashioned room. Later he found out that he had been sent to the Qingshan Zen Temple in Qingshan.

Qingshan Zen Temple was a place for Zen meditation and enlightenment practice built by people from Qingshan Temple for the presiding Zen masters in the temple. In order to ensure quietness and privacy, the site was chosen in the deep mountains of Qingshan, and not many people knew about it.

Later, Qingshan Temple gradually declined and there was no incense. The monks in the temple gradually dispersed, leaving only one host, an old monk, and a few young monks who were adopted into the temple since childhood. So they moved from the temple to be isolated from the world.

In this way, they lived in the Zen temple for nearly three years, living in poverty but free and happy.

With the permission of the host, Yu Yimo stayed here. Su Yucheng would ask his men to come down from time to time to send some daily necessities, rice, flour, oil, etc., and occasionally come to see his situation at night.

In a blink of an eye, more than a month passed.

But now, Yu Yimo's legs have no sign of improvement.

At this moment, Su Yucheng felt inexplicably uncomfortable when he listened to Yu Yimo's thanks. He picked up the wine glass and touched him, then pulled the corners of his lips, and his eyes fell on Yu Yimo's legs.

Yu Yimo was sitting in a wooden wheelchair. The old monk who swept the floor and hit the bell in the Zen temple and several young monks made him with wood. It was rough, but very practical.

Su Yucheng hesitated for a moment and said in a serious tone, "Old Yu, your legs must be treated better, otherwise..."

He swallowed, and didn't say the rest.

If he delays any further, he is afraid that his legs will be ruined.

Yu Yimo's eyes darkened a little, then raised his eyes and looked into the distance without focusing, without saying anything.

Du Yue next to him frowned and persuaded him, "He is right, Yimo, your legs can't be delayed any more."

Yu Yimo's eyebrows and eyes were a little lighter, he raised his hand and pinched the wine glass with two fingers, took a sip, "What can I do if it is cured? Can everything be changed?"

Can the legs be better and the things lost can be re-owned? Can the past failure be erased? Can the people who choose to leave change their minds and come back?

Su Yucheng stared at him, motionless, and finally a look of regret appeared in his eyes.

Yu Yimo has never been like this. He never admits defeat, is not afraid, is not afraid of the future, and is not hesitant, but now, he has changed a lot.

The three of them fell into silence and did not speak out for a long time.
Chapter completed!