Su Buqi took a deep breath, his suspicion undisguised.
There was a thunder outside the window, and it looked like it was going to rain again. Ning Xizui did not answer Su Buqi's question immediately, but walked to the window and slowly opened it, looking at the dark clouds that quickly filled the sky, a wisp of memories passed over his eyebrows.
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"The sacrifice is as clean as a piece of transparent jade."
And he couldn't tolerate dirt in his eyes and heart.
The seemingly irrelevant response had already answered Su Buqi's question. He sat silently for a moment, got up and walked outside the room, walked through the narrow corridor to Ji's room, and pushed open the cool door with his palm.
On the simple wooden bed, Matsuri is still sleeping soundly, but no matter how thick the brocade quilt is, it can't stop the erosion of nightmares. His calloused palms are shaking unconsciously, and clear tears roll down the pillow, as if telling the story of the dream made up of memories.
How painful and terrible.
Grandma couldn't move anymore, her eyes were wide open and she didn't know where to look, her handsome face was full of nostalgia and worry. The bad guy couldn't move either, he was lying on the ground with his heart covered and his mouth wide open, his face was ugly and gray. Can
The only people who moved were the little girl and her little brother who were trembling violently. However, the gentle little brother was looking at her with pain in his eyes, and red blood was gurgling from between the fingers of the palms covering his chest.
Is this death? As A Niang once said, A dad’s final destination?
If she dies, she will never see them again. If she dies, she will never be able to hold their hands and feel the warmth and tenderness. If she dies, she will become a lonely person with no one to pity her.
"Auntie..." The dagger fell from her hand. The little girl stopped crying and pushed the woman who had expired blankly. Her hands were stained with blood. Her young voice sounded out one after another, getting lower and lower.
It was weak, then completely cut off after a muffled pop.
The weather is so clear and the autumn air is crisp. There should not be such a bloody alley, but everything in the world goes against one's wishes. At least, it goes against the expectations of a little girl.
The moment the boy fell, the little girl completely forgot how to react. Her clear and watery eyes were wide open, full of fear and panic. That was the gentle little brother who held her hand and led her to find her mother-in-law.
Ah, even he wants to go with A Niang and ignore her again?
And...she was the one who made my little brother become such a person.
Heart-wrenching screams suddenly suppressed the hustle and bustle of the streets. Everyone inside and outside the inn, whether it was the people passing by or the soldiers guarding the forbidden army camp, focused their attention on the stairs leading to the second floor of the inn. No one knew what was up there.
What tragedy happened that caused a woman to make such a heartbreaking voice?
"Wake up, it's just a nightmare." In the dimly lit room, Su Buqi hugged Ji who was screaming and caressed the back of her head with one hand. His tone was gentler than anyone else, "Ji, it's just a nightmare.
Don't be afraid, Master is here."
The shrill screams gradually turned into low sobs. After making sure that he was not in an alley filled with blood, Houji burst into violent tremors. He grabbed Su Buqi's shoulders with both hands, his face lowered and his neat clothes were messed up. He sobbed for a long time.
, the festival finally calmed down a little, and he looked around blankly as if he couldn't remember what happened. His tear-filled eyes were clear and clean, and there was a bit of sadness that he didn't know why.
There were so many things in his mind that were colliding with each other like a landslide and a tsunami. His whole body was sore and he had a splitting headache. He showed a pained expression and clung to Su Buqi's chest pitifully: "Master... I have a headache. My head hurts so much...
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"Forget it. Forget all the unhappy things. Just think that nothing happened and it won't hurt."
Murmuring softly and deeply like a mantra, Matsuri rubbed his forehead and slowly closed his eyes, his expression gradually relaxed.
The closest person in the world is the Master, who loves her the most, and the one who loves and protects her is also the Master. No matter what she does, she will be by her side when eating, resting, studying martial arts, or practicing kungfu. She will never leave her and will always be with her, so as long as she listens to her
Just forget it, don’t think about anything else, just forget it, completely forget it...
"Come with me, I will take you to your mother."
"Don't cry, you will make mother feel bad if you cry, do you understand?"
"Your mother is over there in the alley, can I take you to find her? Come on, wipe away your tears first, like a dirty little cat."
"Girl, run, run quickly!"
Whose voice lingered in her mind, who spoke to her repeatedly? Gentle, anxious, so familiar, that person's name was on the corner of her lips, but she couldn't call it out.
The palms on his back caressed him tenderly, and he sighed in a low voice with a bewitching tone: "Ji, can master take you back to Monan? Go back now."
Ji nodded confusedly, and then shook his head quickly, as if remembering something, he quickly pushed Su Buqi away, with a pale face with a hint of stubbornness: "If you don't come back, you have to protect the master, protect the master -"
The sound as thin as a mosquito suddenly stopped.
The Lord, the Lord, the Lord with long light blond hair and blue eyes, the Lord who always takes pleasure in bullying her, the Lord who smiles tenderly at her, the Lord who was injured trying to save her. Many expressions and figures intertwined
In an instant, my mind coincided with a certain figure in the deepest part of my memory, and the sealed past was instantly dug out and exposed to the sun.
Lord, little brother.
Little brother, my lord.
"Ji?" Seeing Ji's eyes tightening, Su Buqi frowned and hugged the absent-minded woman tightly in his arms, as if forcing her to stop thinking about it, "Don't think about it, Ji, don't think about anything.
Master will take you home right now."
Home...home shouldn't be that desolate land in Monan, but a place where my mother-in-law and the rich fragrance of rice are.
Yes, how could she forget? The poor but carefree childhood, the kind smile on A Niang’s lips, and the gentle boy whom she had not known for less than a day but whom she would never forget until her death. Without them, it would still be possible to exist.
Is it memory? Since that bloody and tragic day, how much of the past has she lost that should not be forgotten?
Even his own sins are deliberately forgotten.
A heavy push came from his chest. Su Buqi was pushed to the bed rail without warning. He stabilized his body and turned around. Ji's figure had already stumbled out of the room and broke into another room with the door on the opposite side ajar.
Bang.
The door that was rudely opened made a loud noise, which made people feel pain all over. Ning Xizui in the room seemed to have expected such a result. Unsurprisingly, he stood facing the door with his hands behind his back.
The complicated expression in his beautiful eyes is unclear whether it is anticipation or regret.
After that wailing cry, he knew that Sacrifice would break in soon. As for whether the result was what he expected, it was no longer important at this time - Sacrifice was not swallowed up by nightmares and painful memories. This was the most fortunate thing.
thing.
"Are you awake? Does your head still hurt? Just go home in the afternoon. If you get hurt again, you will eat me alive."
He still had a slight smile, a relaxed tone, his eyebrows were as calm as the breeze, and the curve of his lips was peaceful and gentle, as if nothing had ever happened.
Ji Po Tianhuang did not respond to Ning Xizui's teasing, nor did he blush shyly. Instead, he rushed to Ning Xizui in three steps and two steps at a time. He pursed his thin lips tightly, raised his hand, grabbed the clean and tidy clothes and jerked
Pulled to both sides, the man's strong chest was exposed.