Chapter Seventy-Nine: Mourning is greater than heart death

Wen Cheng finally woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Chen Yongyu with a haggard face.

"Cheng'er, you're awake!" Chen Yongyu hadn't had a good rest for several days, and at this time he saw Wen Cheng wake up. was a little at a loss when he was excited, this look, where did he look like the extremely indifferent Chen Yongyu before.

Wen Cheng just glanced at him lightly, and then turned his face away. She really didn't want to see him, even though Chen Yongyu was very different from before, but the hatred for him in her heart was increasing day by day. Even when I look at him now, the disgust that wells up from the bottom of my heart is almost impossible to hide.

Chen Yongyu saw Wen Cheng's appearance, and a gloom flashed in his eyes. However, he still whispered to Wen Cheng: "You have been in a coma for a few days, you must be hungry at this time, drink the medicine first, and I will ask the imperial dining room to make you something to eat." After speaking, he seemed to want to reach out and stroke Wen Cheng's hair, but when he saw Wen Cheng's resistance, he withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

In the past few days when Wen Cheng was in a coma, Chen Yongyu kept asking himself in his heart why he and Wen Cheng had come to this point. It seems that since Wen Cheng lost his memory that year, they have never spoken a word to each other...... Later, his indifference hurt her again and again......

In fact, Wen Cheng really didn't do anything wrong, even if she lost her memory, but she still liked him later, what was he not satisfied with? He and Wencheng, can they still go back to the past...... The tip of his nose was full of sourness at the moment, and Chen Yongyu's heart ached. Now thinking back on the things he has done to Wen Cheng for so long, remorse is like a sharp blade, cutting his internal organs back and forth, and forcing him to face the bloody facts all the time, he may really have lost Wen Cheng. If it weren't for Wen Chengcheng as he is now, maybe he would never have come to his senses, how much of a mistake he had made......

He was thirty-one years old, but at this moment he wanted to cry uncomfortably...... He knew in his heart that for the rest of his life, he would never fall in love with other people like Wen Cheng did. He gave all the good and bad sides to her, and he really couldn't give so much to another person.

Took a deep breath. swallowed back the sourness in his heart. Chen Yongyu asked the palace maid to bring Wen Cheng's medicine in, and instructed the imperial dining room to make some food that Wen Cheng liked, and then walked in with the medicine bowl. Wen Cheng was still in that position, and Chen Yongyu didn't see her move when he came in. Seems to wake up. It's no different from when you didn't wake up.

Chen Yongyu put the medicine bowl aside and said to Wen Cheng: "Get up first and drink the medicine before sleeping, it's not good if it's cold." His voice was a little hoarse because of the choking in his throat. But Wen Cheng ignored him, and didn't even turn his head. If you change it before. In any case, Wen Chengdu didn't dare to treat Chen Yongyu like this. But mourning is greater than heart death, the people she cares about now are dead, what can Chen Yongyu do with her?

Chen Yongyu didn't speak again, just looked at Wen Cheng's eyes full of sorrow. In the end, he still left, and I don't know when Mrs. Lu walked in. Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at Wen Cheng's increasingly thin cheeks, there was also a pain in his heart. Stretched out his hand to tuck her somewhat messy hair for Wen Cheng, and said softly: "Drink the medicine, no matter what, don't torture yourself." ”

This time, Wen Cheng turned around and saw Mrs. Lu on the side. He sat up slowly. Xu was pregnant, and Mrs. Lu was a little plump. Wen Cheng couldn't help but look at Mrs. Lu's lower abdomen, and asked calmly, "Is the child making trouble?" ”

Mrs. Lu couldn't bear to look at Wen Cheng when she heard this, she was also a mother, so she naturally knew how important the child was to them. But he couldn't help answering, so he could only reply in a low voice: "I guess it hasn't taken shape yet, and there has been no movement......

Wen Cheng nodded and didn't say anything more. This time, she obediently picked up the medicine bowl on the side, but I don't know if she was weak or what was going on. When a bowl of medicine was put into his mouth, he had already sprinkled most of the bowl tremblingly. On the bright yellow bed, as well as Wencheng's clothes, a lot of medicinal juice was sprinkled here and there. Wen Cheng only glanced at it slightly, and drank the medicine without saying anything. After drinking a bowl of medicine, one hand still shook when the empty medicine bowl was put back. Wen Cheng looked at his hands with empty eyes. In the past, it was not a problem to dance with knives and guns with both hands, and he could also play a lot of enviable spears. Chu Xin...... I also like the way she looks when she plays with guns...... But now, a medicine bowl can barely be served.

The corners of Wen Cheng's mouth hooked up a mocking smile, and he stretched out his hand back, ignoring the medicine stains on the bed. In fact, she is most afraid of those dirty things, perhaps because the environment is too harsh every time she goes to war. Every time she goes back to Andu City, she can't tolerate the slightest bit of dirt......

"The quilt is dirty, I'll ask the palace maid to change it for you." Mrs. Lu really didn't know how to face such a Wen Cheng, compared to crying and making a fuss, such a silent Wen Cheng was more heart-wrenching. She didn't know how the pavilion master felt when she saw Wen Cheng's current appearance, she only knew that there was reincarnation in every qiē in the world, and the sufferings suffered by the county lord Wencheng would be inflicted on the pavilion master one by one. In the future, how can this qiē grievances and grievances be dissipated......

Mrs. Lu is gone, and only Wen Cheng is left except for the palace maid. The palace was quiet and terrible, and there was a howl of wolf dogs from nowhere, it was obviously daytime, but Wen Cheng felt that it was dark in front of him. She was really a little scared, and looked around in a panic, then pulled the quilt tightly, and stepped back towards the corner of the bed. The howling of the wolfdog in her ears made her feel like she was back that night. Her brother's bloody body was bitten by a wolfdog...... The whole world is blood...... The palace maid who came to change the quilt cover saw Wen Cheng's appearance, and felt pitiful, but at the same time felt a little embarrassed. The county lord is like this now, she can't change the quilt cover at all. Afraid of being punished, the palace maid had no choice but to step forward, stretched out her hand and gently pulled the corner of the quilt, and then said cautiously to Wen Cheng: "County Lord, can you let go of your hand?" Slaves and maids come to change quilt covers......"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Cheng suddenly shouted, and at the same time, Chen Yongyu, who had been outside the hall, ran in at once. Seeing Wen Cheng's almost crazy appearance, he hugged Wen Cheng in his arms, kept stroking her back, and comforted her.

"Cheng'er is good, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, no one will bully you, don't be afraid of ......"

"Blood...... Blood...... Blood ......" (To be continued.) )

PS: I'm learning some abuse texts, but every time I write about abuse, I will write QAQ