43 Past: The Weight of Life
At this moment, my pupils shrank, my palms were immediately clenched, and a rushing rosin fragrance overshadowed the fishy sweetness of the mountains, and the mountain wind blew my eyes astringently. I muttered, "Song Yuan." ”
In the darkness of the night, I could see that his face was turning pale, and fine beads of sweat were pouring from his forehead.
I said, "Song Yuan, let it go, you can't hold me." ”
He was about to laugh, but suddenly he coughed, and even I was trembling.
"What are you talking about, you look down on me?"
Then I didn't speak, and after a while, I looked down from the crook of my arm, and he shouted, "Don't look down, just look at me, don't you say, like my face?" You still like my hand, it's holding you now, don't do anything stupid. ”
I shook my head and looked him in the eye and said, "I still like your eyes." Glass-colored, very light, cat-like. But if you don't do that, you'll be pulled down by me. ”
After saying that, I tried my best to wrench his hand, both hands were struggling, but I couldn't pull it away, my anxious tears were about to fall out, but he was still hanging on the window edge with a pale face, but the expression on his face was light, and there was no pain to be seen.
But obviously he politely persuaded me to leave a moment ago, and then he desperately came to save me.
Song Yuan, why are you doing this.
"Let go of me, Song Yuan, you see you're too uncomfortable." I pleaded.
He glared at me, only superficially, and then laughed again. "Don't let go."
People's endurance is limited, I am very uncomfortable being hung at this moment, my arm seems to be dislocated, not to mention Song Yuan, his already pale face is almost transparent.
"Song Yuan, let go of me, let go of me!"
I started wrenching his hand again, my nails digging into his flesh. I pulled and pulled, and tried everything, but I couldn't match him, "Don't make me more uncomfortable." ”
The mountain breeze gently hit my face, soft and cool, and I struggled to look up at him, and he always smiled at me. Tears ran down the corners of my eyes and into my hair, and I looked at him closely.
He said, "Don't cry, I'm fine." ”
So I couldn't hold it back for a while, and I cried even more violently, tears like a released river gate, crying and sobbing, he sighed: "Little princess, don't cry anymore, I'm struggling with you like this." ”
In this way, it wasn't until the fifth brother took my hand that Fang Yuan helped Song Yuan to the bed, at this time my emotions had gradually calmed down, I followed Fang Yuan all the way to Song Yuan's bed, watching Fang Yuan help him lie down, I only felt even more sad in my heart.
At this time, the candle flame had been lit, and under the firelight, Song Yuan's breathing was shallow, and his chest barely rose and fell. Fang Yuan glanced at me, there was no emotion in his eyes, but there was a hint of disgust, but I didn't know where his disgust came from, or maybe I knew, I just didn't want to admit it.
Song Yuan opened his eyes, smiled at me again, and then kowtowed his eyes.
I looked at the fifth brother and felt that tonight's incident was really a bit unbelievable.
The fifth brother took my hand and asked, "Are you okay?" ”
The arm he pulled up was unconscious at first, and when he touched it, my face shrunk into a piece of pain.
I hurriedly dodged: "Don't touch me, it hurts." ”
Over there, Fang Yuan had already tied Song Yuan's arm and fed him some pills that he didn't know what they were. I watched Song Yuan's face gradually become ruddy, and the hanging heart fell into place. So at this time, I saw that the fifth brother and Fang Yuan also had some colors on their bodies, among them, Fang Yuan was the most embarrassed, and the robes were cut off in half.
The body of the Assassin in the house had been removed, and I suspect that the courtyard was clean as if nothing had happened.
The fifth brother said to Fang Yuan: "Come and see Qingjiang, her hand is ......"
I was moved in my heart, and I hurriedly patted his arm with my other hand and said, "Fifth brother, I'm fine, I've just been pulled for too long...... It was Song Yuan who made the effort. ”
I stared at Song Yuan's sleeping face, and my heart was like the waves of Honghu Lake, which could not be calmed down for a long time.
"I'm really fine, the abbot should give himself some medicine first." I saw that the fifth brother still looked worried, and hurriedly said.
Sure enough, the fifth brother was stunned, looked at Fang Yuan, and was immediately stunned by the bloody wound on his back. He walked over, pulled the hem of Fang Yuan's tattered clothes and said, "I thought you could fight, and you ran over to block it for me, but I didn't expect to be injured." ”
Fang Yuan glanced at him coldly, and the fifth brother immediately fell silent.
Fang Yuan took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it to the fifth brother, the fifth brother caught it dangerously, patted his chest and breathed smoothly, at this time Fang Yuan said: "Help me apply medicine, apply it all to the wound." ”
The fifth brother opened the cork and sniffed it, and said in surprise: "But this is a wine ointment, as soon as the liquor gets stained with the wound, can you stand it?" ”
Then I didn't pay attention to their movements, I stood in front of the bed in a daze, just looking at Song Yuan quietly, it was not the first time I looked at him so closely, but every time I couldn't help but marvel, this time, in addition to amazement, it seemed that there were some other feelings.
His sleeping face was very peaceful, the rise and fall of his chest was very small, and there was no longer a smirk on his face that rejected people thousands of miles away, but a faceless expressionless, more harmless, more holy, but still so good-looking.
I suddenly remembered that Song Yuan took my hand and asked me not to let go, let me see his face, such a good-looking face, how could I be reluctant.
"The soul comes, the soul comes." The fifth brother stretched out his hand and scratched in front of my eyes, but I only pretended not to see it, and he said again: "Aren't you stupid? ”
I rolled my eyes at him, and saw that Fang Yuan had already pulled up his tattered robe and walked towards us, and when he was three steps away from us, he said, "Okay, it's already late at night, the princess and the fifth prince still go back to their own courtyard, nothing happened tonight, remember." ”
The fifth brother frowned and said, "Then we left, what should he do?" ”
He stretched out his hand and pointed at Song Yuan on the bed, and I rolled my eyes again.
Fang Yuan said: "Song Yuan's benefactor, the little monk, will arrange someone to take care of him, the five princes don't have to worry too much, you still take care of yourself and Ling Mei, and it is better to go out less at night in the future." ”
The fifth brother's brows furrowed. "What do you mean, we came to help you, and you still beat you up......"
I dragged my fifth brother out of the room, and Fang Yuan made an embarrassed expression, but he ignored me and turned around to close the door.
The fifth brother glanced back and shouted, "Alas, alas, didn't he say that he asked someone to take care of him, why did he close the door instead." ”
I walked forward with my forehead propped up, leaving him far behind.