CHAPTER XXI

As soon as Lin Mu heard the rumbling thunder outside the house, his heart was also worried, and he couldn't help but be a little worried about the child lying outside the house. Immediately hearing the sound of heavy rain outside the window, Lin Mu regretted it a little as soon as he boarded.

It's one thing for him to lose his temper with the child, but it's another thing to let the child lie down in the rain and get cold, hurt himself, and get sick.

Lin Mu hurriedly walked to the window, but saw the little figure slowly sit up, looked up at the sky, was drenched in the rain, looked around blankly, and then turned his head to look at him, Lin Mu consciously avoided it, and then he was a little annoyed, he was not afraid of this child, but what was he hiding. Thinking like this, he still shrank behind the window and secretly looked out.

I saw Shi'er sitting in the rain, but she was in a daze, and she didn't seem to realize that her whole body was wet. Lin Muyi was a little stunned, was this kid stupid? Why did he sit in the rain and start to be stunned. As he was hesitating, he saw the child slowly get up from the ground, and looked at him again, and then lowered his little head, rubbed his belly, and slowly went back to his room.

Lin Mu was relieved when he saw that he had finally entered the house. This kid wasn't stupid, he wasn't stupid in the rain.

Looking back now, he was too fierce to treat this kid just now, and I don't know how he hurt that kick? Lin Muyi didn't use his strength, Xu Yes...... It didn't hurt. Lin Muyi frowned again, what is he thinking about here! He is doing all this for the good of that child, what is good about following him? It is better to send him to Zhuo Yangming's side as soon as possible, let the dust return to dust, and the road will return to the road, he will become Yin Wujian and Yin Wuji. And he, Lin Muyi, will also be his Lin Muyi.

Lin Muyi explained himself like this, and he couldn't help but be a little angry, but he still couldn't stop thinking and flew to Shi'er.

Which Lin Mu is the one who can't sleep this night?

Shi'er went back to her room, didn't even light the light, and sat on the bed in a daze. He also knew at this time that this was a foregone conclusion, and he could no longer change anything. Originally, between him and Lin Muyi, Lin Muyi had always said the same thing, where could he argue for himself? Thinking of Lin Muyi, he only felt another pain in his heart, and the injury on his stomach was nothing compared to it.

After staying for a while, she involuntarily sneezed, and then Shi'er felt a little cold. It was the end of summer, and the heat was still heavy. It's just that this rain fell, and the residual heat at dusk was poured out completely, and Shi'er lay on the cool ground for so long, and was drenched in the rain again, and dried for so long, only to feel that his body was wet and cold, and he was busy with the wet clothes on his body, but he didn't have the heart to scrub his body again, and he didn't look for clean clothes to change into, but only stretched out his thin bedding, got in, and wrapped himself tightly.

Lying in the dark, tears flowed involuntarily again.

The little pick-up didn't know that the way she felt now was called sadness. He only knew that he was about to leave Lin Muyi. Lin Muyi gave him to someone else. Lin Muyi also kicked him and threw him on the ground and left him alone. He felt that his sky had changed, his earth had changed, and his whole person was empty, with no landing, only a dull pain in his chest. He wondered why Lin Mu kicked him in the stomach, but it was his chest that he felt pain.

He couldn't figure it out. But it doesn't matter if you beat him, as long as Lin Muyi can let him stay and let him follow him.

Thinking of this, Shi'er cried. Lin Muyi doesn't want him anymore.

For the first time in his short life, he felt such sadness, such helplessness. The darkness around him seemed to engulf him, and he couldn't breathe.

For the first time, he felt how powerless he was. Because he was still a child, because he was so weak, he couldn't change anything.

If he can grow up quickly and become stronger quickly, will he be able to hold Lin Muyi's hand tightly, and Lin Muyi will not leave him again?

Shi'er lay in the dark, burrowed under the covers, and cried quietly all night.

Early the next morning, Lin Mu got together and finished washing, only to realize that something was wrong. On this day, Shi'er didn't get up early as usual, went to his side to order a meal, helped him make warm water, and then obediently went to practice swords.

Lin Muyi was a little hesitant, maybe he was too decisive about Shi'er yesterday, and this kid had a grudge against him......?

Lin Mu thought like this as he got up and walked out, and when he went out, he couldn't help but look at the closed door of Shi'er's hut. Lin Muyi had the intention to dry the child, but he couldn't let it go. On the other hand, I remembered what I said yesterday, today is the day to send him to Feilai Peak, although it is angry, it is not easy to break his promise. Lin Mu walked to the pick-up hut, but stopped when he reached the door.

took the initiative to find the past, but it seemed to admit defeat.

Lin Muyi frowned. The more times like this, the more you can't give him a good look. This kid has always forgotten the whip when he got the sweetness, if he is given some hope at this time, I am afraid it will be even more difficult to drive him to Zhuo Yangming.

Thinking about it, Lin Mu was stumped for a while. Standing outside the Shi'er door, it is not to go in, and it is not to go in, but it is not for half a pillar of incense to stand like this.

Shi'er didn't know that Lin Muyi was entangled outside the door, but Lin Muyi stood outside the door for a long time, but there was no movement in Shi'er's room. Lin Muyi couldn't help but be a little worried again.

This kid was drenched in the rain yesterday and kicked Lin Mu one by one, but don't be sick, right?

As soon as this thought came out, Lin Muyi was also a little panicked, so he couldn't wait to go in and have a look, but he still couldn't pull it off.

After thinking about it, Lin Muyi stood still outside the door and pretended to cough.

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement in the house.

Lin Mu frowned, coughed again, and his voice was deliberately louder.

There was still no sound in the room.

Lin Muyi moved a little uneasily, and finally raised his voice: "Shi'er! How did I let you pack up your things?"

After saying this, there was still silence in the room. Lin Muyi was a little stunned, and was about to push the door in, but finally heard a slight sound in the room, followed by the footsteps of people getting out of bed and walking, and some rustling sounds.

Lin Muyi's heart was a little calmer. After waiting for a few more moments, the sound finally moved towards the door, and then there was a creak, and the door was opened from the inside, and Shi'er walked out slowly, carrying a small baggage.

I saw that the clothes on Shi'er's body were wrinkled, obviously because it was raining last night, so she didn't change her clothes again, her face was haggard, and her little face couldn't see the slightest brilliance on weekdays. A pair of eyes are even more swollen to the size of walnuts, the eyelids are red, and the eyes seem to be a little unable to open, and it seems that if you blink your eyes, tears will flow out.

Shi'er walked out, raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Muyi, then immediately lowered his head, shrunk and stood aside, holding the small burden with both hands, and whispered "real person", but the voice was too hoarse to hear.

Lin Muyi felt that something was pricked in his heart, and he looked at Shi'er standing in front of him with his head down, only facing him with the hair on the top of his head, but he was inexplicably distressed. There was some hesitation for a while, was it right or wrong for him to do this?

He walked up to Shi'er and looked down at him, but all he could see was the soft hair on the top of his head.

Lin Muyi had mixed feelings in his heart, and suddenly felt that he couldn't see Shi'er's face, and he couldn't see Shi'er's eyes that were always clear and bright, and he was a little panicked. Lin Muyi bent down, his eyes at the level of Shi'er. He had almost never looked at Shi'er's face from this angle. He never lowered his body and put himself on the same level as Shi'er.

Shi'er noticed the movements of the person in front of her, raised her head slightly, lifted her eyes and glanced at Lin Muyi, those big eyes were still bright, but they were full of water. He pursed his lips, glanced at Lin Muyi, and then lowered his eyes again, his long eyelashes covering the pair of black and moist pupils, like a dying butterfly, trembling gently.

Lin Muyi stretched out his hand and touched his somewhat swollen cheek, and the moment his hand touched him, tears that had been in Shi'er's eyes for a long time flowed. Tears unexpectedly dripped between Lin Mu's fingers, and Lin Muyi withdrew his fingers as if he was burned.

He stood up in a bit of a panic, swallowed a few times, and then suppressed his throat and said coldly: "If you want to see the real person of the Sect Leader today, you will dress like this?

Shi'er wept silently, neither arguing nor pleading.

When Lin Mu saw him like this, he finally got deflated, took Shi'er's hand, and entered his hut again.

Lin Muyi opened his big box, found one of the scattered clothes inside, helped him put it on, and then went to the corner of the house to get a hand towel, dipped it in water, twisted it a few times, walked back again, squatted down to help Shi'er wipe his face.

Shi'er is extremely obedient, he holds his hand, and he lets him lead. He helped him put on clean clothes, and he obediently raised his arms for him to put on. He picked up a towel to wipe his face, and he quietly lifted his little face. He rummaged through the room, his eyes sticking to and fro as if they were glued to him. Shi'er didn't say a word, tears kept flowing, but she was reluctant to take her eyes off him for a moment.

Lin Mu was half-squatting, wiping his little face with a hand towel that was not very soft, and after a while, he found that the tears were wiped more and more, as if they could never be wiped clean. His strength became stronger and stronger, and Shi'er's face was a little deformed by him, only those clear eyes stared at him quietly, with tears but firmly staring at him.

Lin Muyi suddenly felt bored, threw the handkerchief on the ground, and glared at Shi'er hatefully.

Shi'er looked at Lin Muyi, and his face, which had just been wiped dry, was soaked with tears. He stretched out his hand to hug Lin Muyi's neck, threw himself into his arms, and called out "real person" in anticipation.

These two words alone made Lin Muyi completely unbearable.

He couldn't keep his heart soft. He was afraid that if he relented, he would start to question his decision.

Lin Muyi gritted his teeth, picked up Shi'er, carried his poor little package in one hand, turned around and went out, stepped on the flying sword, and flew towards Feilai Peak.