In the night, her voice was soft and powerful. Rong Chi seemed to be bewitched, and his eyelids sank involuntarily.
Finally, he looked angrily at Su Lian, who had already stood up and opened the door, and immediately fell asleep.
Su Lian left some hairpins on the table.
The little pom-pom looked into the house with some nostalgia. After all, it had been living there for half a month:
"Master, tell me, will Rong Chi be very sad when he wakes up?"
Su Lian looked back at the hut and said calmly:
"Maybe, meeting him for a while can be considered fate, but I have repaid his kindness. Whether we can see him again in the future is up to chance."
The little pom-pom nodded and jumped into her arms.
Rong Chi, who woke up early the next morning, looked gloomy.
Seeing that Fuyue didn't answer, Su Lian decided to acquiesce and led the way with a lantern.
"He's not your biological brother."
Fuyue suddenly opened her lips and said.
Su Lian paused, but there was no change in expression on his face:
"why would you say so."
Fu Yue narrowed her eyes, the folding fan gently lifted her chin, and focused her eyes on her face.
It was an extremely frivolous action, but it seemed to be extremely natural and logical when he did it.
Su Lian didn't like the feeling of being seen through. She turned her head slightly to avoid it, but she only saw him suddenly smiling:
"It doesn't mean anything else. You two "siblings" have completely different bones. Not only your bones..."
He put away the folding fan, with a look of hesitation on speaking.
But Su Lian was determined not to be fooled by him and glanced over his shoulder without answering his words.
Seeing the tavern in front of him, Su Lian took off the jade medal from his waist, threw it into his arms, and immediately turned around and left:
"Tomorrow, wait for me at the pub at this time tomorrow."
Fuyue stopped smiling the moment she turned around, picked up the jade plaque in her hand and looked at it carefully.
It is gentle and simple, but the carving is somewhat clumsy.
The word "美" is engraved on it. The pen is sharp and has a hidden edge.
Fuyue put the jade token into her arms and looked at Su Lian's back with a confused expression for the first time.
When Su Lian returned home, she saw that Rong Chi had already sat up and was putting on clothes with great difficulty.
Sighing, she reached out and put a thin robe on him, and Su Lian said calmly:
"I'm leaving tomorrow."
The movement of the young man's hand paused. From this angle, Su Lian could only see his back, but somehow felt a sense of loss from him.
Rong Chi put on his clothes, turned around and reached out to turn on the lamp.
Only then did Su Lian see his face clearly.
The young man who had just recovered from the illness was still pale and was biting his lower lip. He looked at her with clean and clear eyes, but it was obvious that he was not happy.
Like a dog that is still dripping after being showered with rain.
Su Lian didn't know why she thought of this.
"you are not happy?"
Su Lian said with some surprise. She thought she could eat and drink here these days. Take food as an example. Every time he came back from hunting, he could eat alone for several days, but he had to
Go up and down hills more frequently.
And in order to buy her some medicinal herbs, the already poor family was even worse.
The young man shook his head silently,
"Gu——"
The voice sounded at an inappropriate time, and Su Lian instantly held her stomach in embarrassment.
Rong Chi couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing:
"I'm going to get something to eat."
Perhaps it was because Su Lian was not a good cook, so it didn't stop him from struggling to get out of bed.
After all, if this child doesn't get better, two people, one fox, and three people in this house will starve to death.
Looking at the dark clumps of things on the kitchen table, Rong Chi's face froze, and he swept those "dark dishes" down with disgust.
"Well, when I was six years old, my father and mother were brutally murdered by the enemy. I was hunted all the way until I was adopted by a family when I was about to starve to death, and I survived."
Rong Chi said softly. In the firelight, his face flickered brightly and darkly behind the flames.
"But the grandfather who adopted me was in poor health and passed away a year later. I was found by my enemies and was imprisoned for many years."
Rong Chi lowered his head, opened the collar with his slender fingers, and the clothes slowly slid down his shoulders, revealing the young man's thin but not thin shoulders and neck.
I saw staggered scars on it, some of which were white scars from a long time ago, and some of which were tender red newly grown skin, but no matter what, they all looked shocking.
The scars on the cold white skin were like fine porcelain accidentally broken. His eyelashes were slightly drooped, and there was a coldness in his voice:
"That's why I hate and hate them."
Su Lian looked at his face behind the firelight and said involuntarily:
"Enemy?"
Rong Chi shook his head, the fragile feeling just now suddenly disappeared, replaced by a touch of ridicule at the corner of his lips:
"No, it's them."
"My stupid, naive, parents."
Su Lian was startled.
Rongchi's voice was a little sharp:
"They should obviously know that those people are extremely hypocritical, but they still ruined their lives because they blindly believed in them."
He lowered his eyebrows and said in a harsh voice:
"What they think is the right path, when they can only look at their children for the last time with the eyes on their fallen heads, do you think they have any regrets at all?"
"Of course, I will not let go of those who killed them."
Su Lian opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Although his tone was cold, it seemed as if he was just stating something insignificant.
But there were clearly tears shining in his eyes.
"Scared you, sister."
He suddenly raised his head, his eyes bright and clear, as if the darkness just now was just her illusion.
Su Lian quickly shook her head:
"Who is the enemy you just mentioned?"
For some reason, when she looked at the scars on his body, she always felt inexplicably familiar, as if she had seen them before somewhere.
The young man was stunned for a moment, then laughed softly:
"Demon Cult."
Su Lian rubbed these two words on the tip of her tongue. Just when Rong Chi thought she was going to curse these two words, he was surprised to see her silence.
"Yes, it is said that the Hou Shen clan is the mortal enemy of the Demon Sect, so I settled at the foot of Yunlan Mountain, thinking that one day I could go up the mountain and be elected to the Yunlan Sect to avenge my blood."
Rong Chi said, showing a somewhat yearning look while observing her expression.
"Go to bed early and don't think about the past. The mountains may not be so nice. Just live your own life."
Su Lian patted his shoulder and said softly.
Rongchi was young, and it was easy for him to be overwhelmed by such a blood feud, thus losing himself and not knowing what he wanted.
She is not a good person, but considering that he saved her life, she cannot bear to let him really fall into the abyss.
With that said, she stood up and went to the candle lamp, leaned over and blew out the candle flame.
At the last moment, Rong Chi only saw half of her slender neck, which looked extremely white in the night.