Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Night Moon Reflects People's Hearts
Sima Cheng turned his head suddenly, Tao Gongzi, who should still be in the alley, was gone, Sima Cheng wrinkled his brows, thinking that he was careless, and looked down on his opponent, it turned out that he had not followed just now just to make him careless, or they had already been waiting for the rabbit in Tao Gongzi's house.
Sima Cheng couldn't regret it, quickly turned around, and ran towards the alley.
The people in the alley are already black and black, it is estimated that after the night market, everyone rests early, and the more inside, Sima Cheng keenly felt that there was a burning smell in the air, and still did not see Tao Gongzi's figure, and Sima Cheng's heart also hung up.
After Yi Xue and Sima Cheng separated, they saw that there were no lights in the alley, and the night wind became more and more frightened, so they trotted all the way back to the bookstore at the end of the alley.
As a result, what awaited her was a field of scorched wood, black ashes, and dilapidated ruins.
and the bare willow tree that stood alone in the yard.
The smell of burning in the air tells Xue that the bookstore is on fire!
Yi Xue couldn't believe the scene in front of her, she trembled and walked to the tree, wanting to reach out to touch the trunk, but as soon as her right hand was raised, she began to tremble unconsciously, Yi Xue quickly grabbed the wrist of her right hand with her left hand, hoping to stop the trembling, but it was useless, and finally both hands began to tremble.
The remnants of the night wind swept up the ground and there were still unburned pieces of paper, which were unique and unique from the bookstore's own production.
As soon as her legs were weak, she knelt under the willow tree all of a sudden, and finally touched the dead wood, she instantly felt as if her body had a thousand pounds, and she couldn't stand up again, and then pillowed her head on the charred trunk and cried bitterly.
At this time, Sima Cheng also rushed to the door of the bookstore, and when he saw the ashes in front of him, he was also shocked and stood at the door in a daze.
The bookstore is on fire, what about Wei Shuo?
Yi Xue suddenly remembered Wei Shuo, and straightened up with difficulty, I don't know if it was because she was scared or too sad, she still didn't have the strength to stand up again. She had no choice but to take advantage of the moonlight and began to look around at the houses, where there was not much left of the straw hut where paper, rattan and linen were usually placed, only a wooden pillar that had not yet been burned out was still standing there, and the wooden doors and windows of the other houses were burned to the ground, hanging down, and the earthen walls were blackened, which showed that the fire was fierce.
However, I don't know if there is anyone in the house.
With all her strength, she shouted:
"Wei Shuo!"
"Wei Shuo!"
"Wei Shuo!"
……
The hoarse voice echoed in the dark courtyard, but there was no response, how she wanted to go from room to room, but she couldn't stand up, Yi Xue clenched her hands into fists in despair, beat her legs hard, and shouted:
"Hurry up! Get up! ”
However, her legs still couldn't exert her strength, and Yi Xue finally couldn't hold back and cried.
Sima Cheng heard the sound and searched, and finally found the little figure curled up next to the tree stump, and the moment he saw the snow, the heart he mentioned in his throat finally let go, but he just stood at the door from afar, and the light that had just lit up in his eyes went out again.
He wasn't going to step forward.
Sima Cheng didn't like to have contact with people, but Prince Jing saved him, so as long as it was what Prince Jing said, he would do what he wanted, but whether it was the dispute with Tao Gongzi or the acquaintance of Tian'er, although it was unexpected, nodded at the acquaintance, tasted it, everything was still under his control, and he would leave sooner or later.
However, if this is where Tao Gongzi lives, and now he is the only one left, if he takes a step forward at this time, the next thing may not be something he can grasp.
It was already dark and the wind was high, and she felt a deep despair of powerlessness, and she hung her head down, and struck the stump with one hand, and shouted in a hoarse voice with all her strength:
"Is there anybody, is there anybody who can help me." As soon as the words fell, I couldn't help but whimper.
At this moment, a night breeze blew, and the moon passed through the clouds, and the moonlight came out, sprinkling on the ruins.
Yi Xue saw a slender lonely figure, she turned around suddenly, and saw Sima Cheng standing at the door.
She couldn't hold back her tears again, and begged him for help with her breath, "Sima Cheng, please help me, please." ”
For the first time, Xue Xue called him by his first name.
Sima Cheng originally wanted to dodge, but this time he was not as fast as Yixue, so he had no choice but to go down, so he had to walk in slowly, squatted down first, helped Yixue up, let her sit with her back against the stump, recovered her strength, and then went to inspect all parts of the house to make sure that there was no charred corpse.
This means that Wei Shuo was not in the bookstore or fled in time when the fire broke out, and it is possible that the body has been taken away.
This should be good news for Yi Xue, Sima Cheng's appearance made her feel inexplicably relieved, because one night, Rong Tian said goodbye in a hurry, and at this moment Wei Shuo's life and death are unknown, everything seems to have returned to the night seven years ago.
Yi Xue suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe, Sima Cheng stood beside her, heard her wheezing and hurriedly leaned down, gently stroked her back, and helped her calm down.
After that, Sima Cheng stood beside her all the time, and the two were silent.
When the moon hid in the clouds again, and the courtyard was also gilded with a layer of darkness, at this moment, Sima Cheng, who was in a dark robe, was even more awe-inspiring.
Sima Cheng saw that the night was getting dark, and each other's faces were already a little unclear, so he said goodbye to Yi Xue and said:
"Tao Gongzi, then I'll go."
But as soon as Sima Cheng's words fell, Yi Xue immediately reached out and grabbed Sima Cheng's sleeve and lowered her head.
Yi Xue was scared, so scared that she couldn't think, and even the action of grabbing Sima Cheng's sleeve was subconscious.
This may be the scenario that Sima Cheng is most unwilling to face.
The two had no choice but to stalemate like this.
A cool breeze blew, it was obviously summer, but the yard was filled with a sense of slaughter like withered grass and trees, the wind blew Sima Cheng's clothes, and also dried the tears on Yi Xue's face.
I don't know how long it took, suddenly there was a sound of horses' hooves from a distance, it seemed to come from the end of the alley, Sima Cheng frowned slightly, only felt that the sound of hooves was a little familiar, and just as he was thinking, a figure appeared at the door of the bookstore.
The moonlight was revealed again, and it was poured on the bodies of the three of them, and there was a trace of tenderness.
The person on horseback saw Sima Cheng clearly, and immediately turned over and dismounted, Sima Cheng also saw him clearly, and was about to step forward, but Yi Xue did not let go, Sima Cheng glanced at Yi Xue, and did not force her, so he stood in place.
"General Sheep." Before the man approached, Sima Cheng opened his mouth first.
"Oh? It's Cheng Gongzi, why are you here. General Sheep replied.
"It happened to pass, a ...... A friend's home. Sima Cheng paused when explaining his relationship with Tao Gongzi.
After Sima Cheng finished speaking, the person who was called "General Sheep" by Sima Cheng noticed the person who was cowering under Sima Cheng's shadow.