Jiuhuang was locked up for two days, staying in that room, wearing a red dress, smelling cartilage unknowingly, waiting for Wen Zipei to come and save her. But she waited for two days, but she still didn't wait for Wen Zipei.

When night fell the next day, Jiuhuang finally realized that he could not wait any longer. But she's been sucking cartilage for too long, and I look at her slumped on the bed, and I think she can't even stand up now.

But Jiuhuang still stubbornly supported himself and got out of bed, and when he got out of bed, he just accidentally tripped over his clothes, and then he fell off the bed all of a sudden, and fell to the ground with a "bang", and I felt pain when I heard it.

Jiuhuang snorted, but he didn't fail to shout. She braced herself and tried to get up again, but she couldn't resist the weakness of her body and fell. She gave up after a few back and forths, and crawled to the door on her stomach.

I looked like I wanted to help her, but after hesitating, I still didn't help her.

Jiuhuang struggled to crawl forward with his arms propped up, his red clothes scattered all over the ground, and his long skirt dragged behind him, looking messy.

Jiuhuang crawled and gradually choked up: "Ah Pei...... Big Brother Zuo...... Pei ...... Brother Zuo......"

She repeated the names over and over again, her voice soft and helpless. These two people were the first two people she knew after she came out of the Southern Xinjiang Palace. They were nice to her, but they weren't there for her when she needed them most.

I don't know how long later, when Jiuhuang was about to climb to the door, the door was suddenly opened. Looking out from the house, you can see the dark night sky outside the door, without any starlight. A man in a blue robe stood at the door, silently looking at Jiuhuang, who was lying on the ground in an extremely embarrassed manner.

When Jiuhuang heard the sound, he raised his head in a daze, squinted for a long time, but couldn't see the man's face clearly. After a long time, she smiled stupidly at him and said softly: "Ah Pei, are you here......"

I looked at the man standing in front of the door, Jiuhuang cartilage smoking, I couldn't see him clearly, but I could see it clearly.

The man looked to be in his thirties, not handsome, but barely passable. If he is silent and does not speak, he looks like a serious person. But when he saw Jiuhuang calling him "Ah Pei", the corners of his mouth hooked up a very amorous smile, and he looked very obscene.

He closed the door and approached Jiuhuang, slowly squatted down in front of her, hooked her chin and looked at her, the technique was naturally like a casual hand, and at first glance it was a person who had been in the Fengyue Field for a long time.

"Little girl, my brother is here, can my brother play with you?"

Jiuhuang squinted at him for a long time, then smiled sweetly and nodded very obediently: "Okay!"

The man picked up Jiuhuang, raised his feet and walked to the bed. Jiuhuang was held by him in a daze, raised his hand and subconsciously hooked his neck, and the red wide sleeves slid from his arm to the crook of his arm, revealing his congealed arm.

The man put Jiuhuang on the bed and couldn't wait to press it on top of her, kissing and undressing.

Jiuhuang was taken aback, and even sobered up a little. She looked at the strange man pressing on her, stunned for a while, and then struggled violently.

"Who are you, why are you here? You let go of me, let go of me!"

Jiuhuang struggled violently, but the woman's strength was too weak compared to the man, and her struggle would only make the person who pressed on him even more crazy.

"You let go of me, let go of me......" Tears slipped down from the corners of Jiuhuang's eyes, and she pushed the person on her body hard, but because of the cartilage, her hand pushed on his chest, as if she wanted to refuse and welcome.

The sound of the fabric breaking kept sounding, and Jiuhuang was stripped off after a while, leaving only a white undershirt. The placket was slightly open messily, revealing a large red belly pocket embroidered with peach blossoms inside.

When the man who pressed on her buried his head in her chest, Jiuhuang suddenly stopped struggling, two lines of tears slipped down from the corners of her eyes, and the brilliance under her eyes also disappeared little by little, and finally only darkness remained.

"Ah Pei...... Pei ...... Ah Pei ......"

The voice of soft choking echoed in the room, the man raised his hand to put down the thick curtain on the bed, he seemed to be very angry when he heard Jiuhuang still chanting that name, raised his hand and gave her a slap, I listened to the crisp slap and was shocked, and heard him scold: "What 'Ah Pei'? Your 'Ah Pei' doesn't want you for a long time, you still follow me!"

Jiuhuang's voice was beaten to a halt, the sound of tearing clothes continued to sound, and the thick curtain isolated everything on the bed, but it still couldn't stop Jiuhuang's voice.

"Ah...... Pei...... Pander to...... Pei...... Pander to...... Pei ......"

She read like this, word by word, word by word, powerless and desperate, but she refused to stop.

She had been expecting that man to come and save her and take her out of here. But in the end, she called him so many times, but he still didn't come.

I suddenly remembered that when the southern Xinjiang sacrificed to the heavens that day, Jiuhuang was also wearing such a red dance dress, standing alone on the big drum, looking at the crowd under the altar, just at a glance to find out where he was, bent his eyes and said crisply: "Ah Pei, come and pick me up!"

At that time, Wen Zipei appeared all of a sudden, like a hero, and took her out of the cage of southern Xinjiang. Take her back to the Demon Sect, take her shopping, teach her to paint hand in hand, and indulge her incomparably.

She had never been treated like this, and she thought that this person was so good to her, and she had to be very good to him.

This girl is so simple, she has lived in southern Xinjiang for more than ten years, and her temperament is simple and naïve. The first person she put in her heart was her mother, because her mother had been with her for nearly ten years. The second person she cares about is Wen Zipei. Because this person took her to see a lot of things she had never seen before, and gave her a good thing that she had never enjoyed. She liked him very much, and she wanted to be with him.

But this person, he is the Demon Sect Leader Wen Zipei. He was young, handsome, and indifferent, and in the softest place in his heart lived a girl named "Wen Changge", and that girl was not called "Jiuhuang". He went to Southern Xinjiang just to find the Gu of Life and Death, and accidentally entered her Divine Palace, and since then, the fate of the two has been like vines, the more they grow, the more entangled they become.

Between them, they finally responded to the sentence: The red dust is short, and the calamity is long.

I took Childe's hand, lowered my head and walked outside, saying as I walked, "Childe, I don't want to see it, let's go." ”

Childe seemed to understand my feelings, and followed me very cooperatively. I walked briskly, and the sound of the Nine Phoenixes became farther and farther away, until finally it faded away, and I slowly stopped.

I stood still, looked down at the barren grass under my feet, and said softly, "Childe, I'm sad." ”

I turned around and buried my head in his arms, and said in a muffled voice, "Childe, I don't understand why they ended up like this. Obviously, the two of them are people with fate, but they can't be together later, Su Yue and Song Linyuan are like this, Jiuhuang and Wen Zipei are also like this. Childe, I really don't understand, is it really like you said, it's not like you said, you can't be together?" I paused, my voice choked slightly, "But I don't believe it, what should I do?"

Childe walked up to me, looked at me for a long time, and then leaned over and hugged me in his arms. The faint aroma of wine lingered on the tip of my nose, and my body froze slightly.

Childe hugged me, his voice soft and helpless: "Little ballad, this world is like this, it is not gentle at all." He paused, his voice tinged with pain, "Little ballad, I'm actually sad too." ”

Childe and I found a bridge, and then sat on the bridge and blew the wind all night, calmed down a little, and waited until dawn to return to Wanhualou.

A slight white fish belly appeared in the east, and I was very hesitant when I stood in front of the Jiuhuang Gate, hesitated for a long time, and still looked at Gongzi for help.

As if he knew that I would be like this, Childe pulled my sleeve and squeezed the trick with his right hand, smiled comfortingly at me, and said, "Let's go." ”

However, before I could refuse, a burst of white light flashed, and my son and I appeared in the house.

The room was filled with the smell of cartilage, and I choked and covered my nose and looked at the bed.

In the slightly hidden curtain, the brocade quilt was messy, the big red rags were everywhere, Jiuhuang was wearing a messy white undershirt and shrunk in the corner of the bed, the golden hairpin with his hair didn't know where it fell, and his long black hair was vented.

She stared blankly at the brocade quilt embroidered with Lian Lizhi, her eyes were blank, and there was an obvious slap mark on the right side of her face. The originally ruddy lips turned pale, and her lips were bitten by her, and a trace of dried blood hung on the corner of her mouth.

I watched her close her eyes and felt a pang of weakness. What I feared most happened anyway.

Jiuhuang sat in bed like this for a day, not crying, not shouting, just like a puppet, not angry at all.

I was very sad to watch. She was such a cheerful person at the beginning, and she could talk to anyone she met, but now, she just sat there, as if she had been hooked out of her soul, she couldn't move or smile, just holding herself and staring at the Lian Li branch embroidered on the brocade quilt in a daze.

During this period, Li's mother also brought someone here, looking at her appearance, she said good things and bad things for a long time, but Jiuhuang didn't answer a word, and still kept her original posture motionless.

In the end, Mother Li seemed to be annoyed and angry, and after letting go of some cruel words, she brushed her sleeves away, probably saying that now Jiuhuang is like this, it is better to stay, otherwise, she will make Jiuhuang live worse than now.

I think Jiuhuang is miserable enough now, and I don't know how Mother Li can make her even worse. But Childe told me that prostitutes are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, such as Oiran and Qingqi, which are considered to have status. And the camp prostitution, this kind of prostitute is the most miserable and despicable type of prostitute.

After hearing this, I felt that Jiuhuang's future was not very bright, and if Wen Zipei didn't come to save her, then she might be even worse in the future. But pinching his fingers and calculating, it has been three days since Jiuhuang disappeared at this time, and this town is so big, if he doesn't find it again, then it means that he doesn't take Jiuhuang to heart at all.

I was thinking like this, but I didn't expect that not long after, Wen Zipei came to the door. And with him was Zuo Yu, who had been missing for many days.

At that time, Jiuhuang had been sitting for a day and a night without eating or drinking, and when Wen Zipei kicked the door in, she saw this Jiuhuang: she was shrunk in the corner of the bed, her eyes were blank, and her eyes were not focused. His long black hair had lost his luster, his lips were chapped from not drinking water for a long time, his palmprints were slightly blue, and his face looked haggard.

The cartilage in the room had already been removed, but Wen Zipei could still smell the remnants of the smell inside, he frowned, and walked towards Jiuhuang on the bed.

Zuo Yu was the second to come in, and when he saw Jiuhuang's appearance, his eyes were in disbelief, and then the pain overflowed.

I watched him almost raise his heels, but the hand holding the sword tightened and loosened and tightened, and finally restrained myself from standing at the door, watching Wen Zipei walk towards Jiuhuang step by step.

Wen Zipei sat on the edge of the bed, watching a trace of chagrin and pain flash in Jiuhuang's eyes, he slowly approached her and held her shoulder, and said softly, "Jiuhuang?"

Jiuhuang didn't move as if he hadn't heard.

Wen Zipei held her shoulder and shook it gently, and screamed a few more times before she gradually came back to her senses, and her eyes were also focused.

Jiuhuang raised his eyes to look at him, but one action seemed to have been done for a century. She looked at him, and the eyes that had been crooked into crescents when they had laughed were now dull or even lifeless, and her little face was haggard and pale.

Jiuhuang looked at Wen Zipei Lianglong for a long time, as if he didn't know him, but in the end, he moved his lips slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "...... Pander to...... Pei ......"

Wen Zipei's body shook, raised his hand and touched her long hair, and said in a soft voice: "It's me, I'm here." ”

Jiuhuang looked at him, but his eyes were unfocused, and the whole person looked like he had lost his soul.

"Ah...... Pei...... Pander to...... Pei...... Pander to...... Pei ......"

Jiuhuang read it like this, as if she had been crushed under her that day, helplessly and desperately calling his name. But at that time, she called him for so long and so many times, and he didn't come, and at this time the matter was irreparable, and he came again.

Wen Zipei responded gently, and Jiuhuang shouted and he responded, without the slightest impatience on his face.

"Ah Pei...... Ah Pei ......" Jiuhuang continued to shout unconsciously, I don't know how long it took, she paused, and suddenly pulled the corners of her mouth and laughed, but that smile was more ugly than crying, she looked up at him, the originally brilliant eyes were dead and silent at this time, she tilted her head and pulled the corners of her mouth, "Ah Pei ...... I don't want to like you anymore......"

Once upon a time, she cherished him so much and thought about being with him. This relationship started so simple and pure, her heart was only so small, and she could only fit so many things, and he was among them.

She has lived in southern Xinjiang for decades, and has been a saint for decades, and has never seen the outside world. In fact, she only has a simple wish, to go out of the palace in southern Xinjiang, experience the world in her mother's mouth, eat all the things she wants to eat, and then be with the person who took her name "Wen Zipei" from the altar and from before the crowd.

But that Wen Zipei pretended to be the person called "Wen Changge" in his heart, and he went to southern Xinjiang just to find the life and death Gu to wake her up. Later, the fate of the two became deeper and heavier because of Zi Mei's words, and it became more and more irreparable.

So in the end, in the end, they couldn't avoid the fateful calamity, the most difficult hurdle that they couldn't pass, and then they could only fall off the cliff hard, shattered to pieces, and didn't even know how to save it.

Wen Zipei listened to Jiuhuang's words, looked at her and was stunned for a long time, and then frowned slightly, but still said in a soft voice: "What are you talking about?" There are still ten days before our wedding date, Jiuhuang, you said that you were going to marry me and be with me." He paused, his voice softer, "Don't be afraid, I'll never let this happen again." Jiuhuang, let's go back. ”

Jiuhuang looked at Wen Zipei very seriously, just like when he asked her if she would like to marry him that day, she looked at him seriously, as if she couldn't get enough of it in her life. But now, now......

"Go back?" Jiuhuang suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled miserably at him, shaking his head, his voice was soft, but it seemed to be crying, "I can't go back." ”

She looked at him, her eyes unwarm, but her eyes were bent into the shape of a crescent moon.

"Ah Pei, I'm going to die. ”

This article is from Reading Rim Novels