In the deep silence of the night, she could see her mother's gaze, pale and dead like a haze floating in the mist and desolation.
The eyes stared at her day by day, and the imprint made her feel like her heart was being held tightly and in pain.
"Becoming stronger and stronger can only be achieved if you become more productive" When she was very young, she had heard her mother's desperate cries and sorrows, pulling her to plead with everyone in front of the towering gate.
"It's okay, it's okay if you don't recognize my identity, but she's innocent, she's the daughter of the second son, it's her own daughter, why don't you let us go in and beg you, at least let the child follow her father, the child can't be without a father."
The cry of pain and sorrow was still deeply engraved somewhere in her soul, and once the consciousness passed, it was followed by the same sorrow and despair, such as the deep night, such as the dead blue sea, once it was surrounded by it, even the person himself would be eroded by a little oppression.
"Now in this situation, he will definitely not ask you to let the child go, see if you can impress him Once he accepts the child, he can't really ignore you, one day you must not talk about yourself again, remember, for the sake of the child, you can do anything, as long as they accept the child" Unbeknownst to the mother, the child wept silently under the thick curtain when the dark relatives taught her the opportunity It was a time she would never forget, kneeling down the street like a beggar, crying out in pain under her mother's desperate pinching.
I don't know how long that time lasted, a month or two months, but finally, those who were as high as gods came out.
"If I didn't want to get my hands dirty, I would have killed you a long time ago."
"The family will not accept children with mediocre qualifications" "Hmph, this little dirty ghost is timid, has a poor physique, and looks ugly, so he won't be productive."
What I can't forget is the feeling that the long knife enveloped her whole body with an incomparable momentum, and at that time, she was even so frightened that she wet her pants and endured the wanton ridicule of everyone.
The only kind one is the frowning girl, and it is also the last ray of light left in her heart.
"Swinging a knife at a child who has no strength, what kind of ability is this child is only five years old, how do you know that she must be useless" Because of that sentence, she gained a promise "Hinder" The eyes that opened from that sad and deep dream were only faintly wounded, and there was no fluctuation.
Underneath him was a dry meadow, covered with a thick tarpaulin, and on the original body, the man had already dressed himself, but the man had already left The fire lit the last thin tongue of fire not far from him, and after a few flickering, only the last embers remained.
Piles of dark red light emitted their last light and heat in the darkness, and the sound of dense rain seemed to come from far away.
He was hungry, but not as unbearable as he had been for three days, and he must have fed himself something during the time he had fallen asleep.
She sat up distractedly, clasped her hands on her knees, and sat there quietly.
The soul seemed to be about to leave the body, and the consciousness shook slightly in the body.
There was dry wood by the fire, but she didn't move it.
After a while, the body staggered to its feet, and disappeared into the darkness.
For a long time, there was a "plopping" sound of a human body falling to the ground in the distance.
Shaking and getting up, she subconsciously reached out and touched her forehead, it was sticky and greasy, I was afraid that it was bleeding.
Looking back, a pile of red light appeared in the distance of vision, like a road sign in the darkness.
She withdrew her gaze and tried to keep walking, and a subtle rustling sound came to her ears.
That was the direction the sound of the rain was coming from, and the sound of footsteps mixed with the sound of porcelain clashing gradually became clear.
Figures appeared next to the fire, dragging long tarpaulins, a few sticks of wood thrown into the fire, and something was placed in the ground, empty, as if there was another world where only the watcher and the watched.
He's back The next moment the fire was thrown into the firewood, the light began to clear, and the man turned around, and immediately stood by the fire, and after looking around, the shout came.
"Furna" The voice spread through the darkness, echoing in the distance.
She stood there motionless, watching from afar as the man fumbled with the tarpaulin, picked up a torch, and searched in the darkness.
"Furna" "Speak up" "Are you there?"
"I know you hate me, but it's okay anyway, you're injured now, take care of your body first, let's have a good chat."
"I know you're here, come out" "Anyway, take care of your injuries first, you still have a fever, come back first" "I'm sorry, I apologize sincerely, if you're angry with me, come at me, don't joke with yourself."
"What's the matter with you like this, do you think I'll feel guilty if you abuse yourself?"
"Come out, I'll count three times, and I'm really angry if I don't come out again" "Isn't it worth it for you to hurt yourself by hurting yourself if I let me catch you, I'll rape me again, alas, I'm sorry" "Really, if you don't come out again, I'm really going to pump you" The flickering torches ran back and forth in the darkness, searching diligently, and the shouts grew louder and quieter, until at last they became whispered to themselves.
She just looked at the figure like that, panicked and anxious, for herself, he would also show such a demeanor, the sound of the torch shaking became louder and louder, and finally, when the man with the torch issued a rather cruel curse, the flame swept in front of her, and after a moment it turned back again, illuminating the pale face.
What appeared in front of him was a young man who was short of breath, bowing slightly, wiping the beads of sweat from his head and holding a torch to look at himself.
"Huh sure enough, I'm here, why did you fall?"
seemed to suddenly realize the relationship between the two at the moment, and a wry smile flashed on his face: "It's dark inside, if you want to move around, bring a torch."
After adjusting his breathing, the young man straightened up and looked at the woman opposite, with a pale and haggard face, but his two eyes looked straight at him, and then, I saw her open her mouth slightly: "Are you going to hit me?"
The voice was hoarse, but it had a crystalline texture like shattered glass.
Tang Yi looked at her for a moment, and then a complicated look appeared in his eyes.
Gently walked over, grabbed her shoulders with one hand, reached into the crook of her leg with the other, and gently hugged the weak body.
"That's right, I'll hit you" Hanging the leaf pot, boiling water, washing, medicating, and bandaging, she hugged his waist tightly, curled up beside him as she had been naked yesterday, let the other party tie a thick white bandage on her forehead, and looked at the face that was too weak for a man with a somewhat confused look, and listened to him quietly.
"When I first came here, I used such leaves to boil water, and it took more than a year to control the fire and the water, which was actually very inconvenient, but this was the only thing I could do at that time."
"There are a lot of good things in the forest, but people don't use them very much.
If I had a choice, I would probably wish I had lived here since I was a child, because only then, or maybe I could really understand this place, just like Xiaoxue" looked at her for a while, and found that her eyes did not change much, before taking out the rice porridge from the crockpot he had brought and feeding it into her mouth spoonful by spoonful.
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"When people are exposed to too much of the outside world, they lose their spirituality.
The forest is beautiful sometimes, but more often than not, it only makes me feel oppressed and frightened.
The giant trees that surround you like high walls, the omnipresent danger, the almost frozen darkness, why the few people of the same kind need friends, they need companions, they need space, they need houses, I think it's just because we need space to breathe, to assimilate more things, to gain partial freedom, otherwise, we will be swallowed up by fear and darkness.
If it weren't for that, I wouldn't want to make Xiaoxue unhappy in the slightest, and I wouldn't try to communicate with the outside world again, and of course I wouldn't have met you and hurt you."
Speaking of this, he felt Furna's hand around his waist tighten slightly, and he couldn't help but show a wry smile.
"Actually, I don't come from some well-bred aristocratic family, as you might think.
Of course, my original family is not inferior to the current aristocracy, but in fact, I have never cared about money.
My parents were wonderful people, or they were so good.
They each have their own lives, they have their own friends, they have their own families, and the me, which they share, seems to have been neglected because it is difficult to classify, but in short, I feel hurt, so I left my home and came here under the influence of some force."
"We have similar things in us, so when Lady Sophia asked me to try to untie the knot in your heart, I agreed, but in fact, I didn't know how to try, and I once had a friend who was more similar to you, and I tried to reach out to her, but also failed.
Two months before I decided to leave home, she died in an accident, but I don't know if she has been looking forward to this accident in her heart, whether she has been looking forward to leaving that world, but your current mental state is really similar to her" He hugged her desolately, "I'm scared, you know what" Furna didn't speak, just raised her head and looked at him quietly, slowly stretched out her hand, stroked his cheek, as if to confirm whether the scene in front of her was real, Tang Yi held her hand lightly, and there was a silence between the two.
Since Furna was curled up in a ball almost clinging to his lower half, he didn't feel anything when he spoke with guilt, and at this time Tang Yi noticed the ambiguity of the two postures.
The medicinal properties of the pink fruit have passed, and I have rested enough, looking at her weak appearance, involuntarily, the physiological reaction has risen again.
It seemed that it didn't matter if she continued to hold him for a day and a night without changing her position, but Tang Yi felt more and more uncomfortable, quietly pulled the leaf pot, probed the remaining water temperature, wrung a towel to wipe her cheeks and hands for her, and then said: "Well, you still have some injuries on your body that are very painful, apply it yourself, okay, I promise not to look at it" Saying this, he suddenly felt even more ambiguous, the most serious injury on the other party's body at the moment and the place that needed a hot compress was not exactly the place that was badly destroyed by himself Yesterday, even though it was applied for a while, the bruises did not dissipate, and it was still swollen at the moment.
Thinking of this, he did not dare to say more, moved Furna's body to the dry meadow, and got up to leave, but suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Furna was lying on the meadow at the moment, but she didn't look like she was going to move, but her hands were still grasping her trouser legs weakly, and her eyes were sad and sad, staring at the place where she was grasping at the moment.
When she put her down, she untied her hands, but she immediately grasped the hem of her clothes, and as she stood, the places where those two hands could grasp became more and more down, and she was so fragile at the moment, thinking that if she was to walk, her hands would immediately lose what she grasped.
Holding his stride for a while, he sighed softly, squatted back down, and took her back into his arms.
As soon as her face pressed close to his chest, Furna's hand wrapped around his waist again. didn't speak, looking at her expression at this time, Tang Yi didn't know what was going on in his heart.
Silently pulling over the dry tarpaulin that had been given to Furna, he wrapped the bodies of the two of them.
As the temperature in the tarpaulin grew, he reached out and began to unbutton Furna's clothes.
Layered one, two, and three until he undressed her, he picked her up like a child, and then took off her trousers until her sparkling body became naked Without any sign of resistance, Verna just shrunk quietly in his arms and let him wipe every part of her body with a towel "Are you going to hit me?"
Like a whisper, when Tang Yi used a towel to warm the wound between his legs, she gently said this sentence again: