In the past, if Wen Xiaoluo cried, Song Yichen patiently comforted him, and it didn't take long for Wen Xiaoluo to stop crying. But this time, Wen Xiaoluo cried more and more intensely for some reason, the cry was terrible and abnormal, and there was a faint hint of sadness. The movement was so loud that naturally many people heard it. Although the hall is far away from where Wen Xiaoluo is, Lu Yilou and Mrs. Lu are both martial arts practitioners, and their hearing is naturally much better than ordinary people. Therefore, when Wen Xiaoluo's movement became bigger and bigger, the Lu mother and son, who were enjoying the joy of getting together, also found Wen Xiaoluo with a cry.

But to everyone's surprise, when Wen Xiaoluo saw Mrs. Lu coming. The small body trembled suddenly, and a pair of tear-stained eyes looked at Mrs. Lu with wide eyes, and retreated again and again. The crying stopped, but he kept shouting, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me......" A series of words came out of the mouth of a child, all revealing a terrible taste. If it weren't for the fact that everyone present knew that Wen Xiaoluo had been staying in the Song Mansion for so long, I was afraid that they would have thought that this Mrs. Lu really wanted to kill Wen Xiaoluo.

At this time, Mrs. Lu's face was not very good-looking, and when she saw the heartache that flashed on Song Yichen's face, an absurd idea was suddenly born in her heart. His eyes looked at Wen Xiaoluo in disbelief, but it was like Song Yichen who asked, "Lord Wang." She...... She ......, "Mrs. Lu Xu is love is so excited that she can't even finish her words, but even so, she believes that Song Yichen can still understand what she means."

I saw Song Yichen close his eyes when he heard the words and nodded. Seeing this, Mrs. Lu seemed to be greatly frightened, and took a few steps back, if it wasn't for Lu Yilou supporting her, she was afraid that she would have fallen to the ground. Mrs. Lu looked at Wen Xiaoluo with straight eyes at this time, muttering something in her mouth, and finally left two lines to clean up.

Wen Xiaoluo didn't dare to look at Mrs. Lu at all, and the whole person was looking around the house for a place to hide, and he no longer made the slightest sound, for fear that Mrs. Lu would treat her like if she heard it. Song Yichen's heart ached, looking at Wen Xiaoluo like this, all kinds of things from the past rushed towards him like a tide. The high-spirited woman, dressed in battle armor and more heroic than a man, has now become like this......

Song Yichen walked towards Wen Xiaoluo unsteadily, before this, if Wen Xiaoluo was afraid, he would definitely hide in Song Yichen's arms. But now, as soon as Song Yichen approached Wen Xiaoluo, Wen Xiaoluo's body trembled even more violently. Because she was too scared, she bit her lower lip to death. Her lips were already soft, how could she afford to act like this, and in a moment, a drop of blood slowly flowed from her mouth.

Song Yichen's eyes looked straight at the bright red at the corner of Wen Xiaoluo's mouth, an extremely dazzling color, more like a sharp sword inserted straight into his heart, making him so painful that it was difficult to breathe at the moment. Song Yichen closed his eyes fiercely and said to the group of people behind him: "You go back first, Zhu'er stays here to take care of Luo'er, and the rest of the people go out." With that, he opened his eyes and left the room. Because of Song Yichen's orders, in an instant, only Zhu'er and Wen Xiaoluo were left in the room.

Wen Xiaoluo seemed to be really afraid of Song Yichen and Mrs. Lu, and as soon as they left, Wen Xiaoluo's body slowly stopped trembling. Zhu'er can be regarded as having served Wen Xiaoluo for so long, although Wen Xiaoluo is not mentally complete, but in the end he is a lovely child. Since Da Wenxiao fell into the Song Mansion, they have been carefully taken care of up and down. Where is it like today to see Wen Xiaoluo almost heart-rending crying, a little face is pale, full of undried tears. Zhu'er felt distressed, and hurriedly stepped forward to pick up Wen Xiaoluo.

Xu is Wen Xiaoluo still had fear of Song Yichen in his heart, so even when he took Zhu'er to pick up Wen Xiaoluo, he also felt the stiffness of Wen Xiaoluo's body. Zhu'er sighed in her heart, took off Wen Xiaoluo's shoes, and then gently put Wen Xiaoluo on the bed. Then he went out and fetched some hot water, took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears on Wen Xiaoluo's face one by one. Wen Xiaoluo cried heartbreakingly, and the emotions in his heart fluctuated too much, consuming a lot of body, and slowly relaxed at this moment, sleepiness hit his heart a little bit, and after a while, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Zhu'er stood by for a while, and saw that Wen Xiaoluo showed no signs of waking up for the time being, so she lightened her pace and walked out slowly.

Outside the door, Song Yichen and the others were standing outside. Song Yichen's face was flat as usual. It's just that a pair of bottomless eyes are completely sad and painful at the moment, which makes people can't help but feel a pain in their hearts. And Mrs. Lu, who reacted very violently just now, has not yet calmed down at this moment. Although Lu Yilou was confused, he also knew in his heart at this moment that now was not a good time to ask, so he had to patiently comfort Mrs. Lu, who was still sluggish at the moment.

"How's it going?" Seeing Zhu'er out, Song Yichen took two steps forward and asked with a hint of tremor in his tone.

Zhu'er hurriedly bowed down and replied, "Miss has fallen asleep." ”

Song Yichen nodded when he heard this, and then instructed Zhu'er: "Settle Mrs. Lu well, and the rest will be talked about later." So saying, he lightened his footsteps, opened the door, and walked in. In just half an hour, it has become what it is now. He thought that in the first life, she had no memories of the past, and she would not remember any more. But he realized that the pain that had penetrated into his soul could not be let go. Everything was going in a good direction little by little, but because of his mistakes, it was all destroyed overnight.

Song Yichen sat down on the edge of the bed, his movements extremely light. He rolled up his wide sleeves, wanting to reach out and wipe the tears that were still flowing from the corners of Wen Xiaoluo's eyes, but when his hand reached into the air, he paused vividly. The hand that stays in mid-air is delicate and slender, but the bones are distinct, and it is a beautiful pair of hands. Suddenly, I saw that the hand was clenched into a fist, and the force used was very strong, and when he withdrew his hand, there was a wound on the palm of his hand that was almost visible to the bone......

Song Yichen smiled silently and bitterly, time has a cycle of cause and effect, he was not afraid of heaven and earth in the past, but now he doesn't even have the courage to stretch out his hand. The cause and effect of the past, all kinds of evil fruits were returned to his body one by one at this moment, and they were cut on his body one by one...... A qiē is retribution...... Retribution......