Chapter Ninety-Seven: Heartbeat

Xiangxian sat down, leaning against him, the hem of her skirt rubbing against the hem of his clothes.

Song Jingxing tilted his head and lowered his eyes, glanced at her, and frowned slightly.

Before he could speak, Xiang Xian stifled his words in the brew.

"I know, I know, and I'm going to say that I'm thick-skinned and shameless, right?"

Song Jingxing pursed his lips and didn't reply.

He didn't mean it that way. He hadn't said that for a long time.

Xiang Xian suddenly smiled, her eyes looked into the distance: "It's okay if you say it, anyway, I'm used to it." ”

Song Jingxing was stunned, used to it? How to get used to it?

"When my brother died, I was twelve years old, and my nephew was just beginning to speak. My good uncles and uncles, seeing that my aunt and nephew were young, snatched their heads and tried to snatch away the family business that my father and brother had set up. ”

Song Jingxing thought that Xiang Xian was going to tell him about her sad past, but unexpectedly, she suddenly changed her words, shook a piece of dry grass in her hand, and said nonchalantly: "They thought I was weak and could be bullied, so I told them with practical actions, they were wrong." ”

"Actually, I didn't do anything, I just poisoned the tea they drank. As a result, one by one, they cried and shouted for their mother, and they almost knelt in front of me and kowtowed. Xiangxian laughed as if she was saying something very proud.

As a result, it can be imagined that she kept the family business run by her parents and brother and was not robbed by anyone.

"Now that they see me, they're still scared to take a detour!" Xiangxian smiled again.

"By the way, do you know what kind of poison I gave them?" She suddenly turned to him and asked, her eyes shining with a bright smile.

"What?" Song Jingxing followed her words and asked.

"It's nothing", Xiang Xian grabbed the hair on her sideburns, "That's it, tearing your heart, lungs, liver, and intestines to poison you, you deserve to be poisoned, I will make up for you again, let you kneel and beg for mercy, and I won't give you the pain of detoxification." ”

The corners of Song Jingxing's good-looking lips couldn't help but purse, what kind of mess is this?

He has studied the poison for many years, but he has never heard of the poison of "Pain and Pain".

Xiang Xian knew that he didn't understand, so she laughed and explained: "It's just a broken intestine." ”

When she was young, she was playful, and she liked to be different and change the name of the poison, so she changed "Broken Heart" to "Heartbreaking...... The pain is gone".

Song Jingxing's expression was waveless, and he naturally knew that it was not a profound poison, but it could torture people the most. If ordinary people are poisoned, they will feel as if they are scratching their hearts and lungs at first, and gradually, the pain will hit, even if they breathe and breathe, they will feel unbearable.

The antidote to this poison is complex and takes a long time, if it is prepared after poisoning, there is no need to wait for the antidote to be prepared, and the poisoned person will die of pain.

Xiangxian used this poison to torture her uncles who coveted the family business, and they no longer dared to act rashly. It was from then that her reputation as a "poison doctor's lady" spread.

This is Xiangxian's proud work, and now that she talks about it, she feels very happy.

But what Song Jingxing thought of was another layer.

"Hard, isn't it?" He suddenly looked at her and asked.

"What?" Xiang Xian didn't know why, turned her head to look at him, and her gaze crashed straight into his eyes.

The look in Song Jingxing's eyes made Xiang Xian's heart tremble suddenly.

His always cold eyes seemed to be soaked in two gentle warmth at this moment.

Xiang Xian was stunned, he didn't expect to see such affection in his eyes.

She blinked, thinking she had seen it wrong.

Song Jingxing also realized his abnormality, and hurriedly retracted his gaze from her face, and turned his face away unnaturally.

Xiangxian was still looking at him, and smiled brightly: "You want to ask me, have you had a hard time these years?" ”

She believed what she saw, and she was sure that this was what Song Jingxing wanted to ask just now.

Unexpectedly, he was cold and cold on the outside, and scolded her several times, but he actually hid warmth and concern in his heart.

"It's not." Song Jingxing denied it, his eyes dodged, and he deliberately didn't look at her.

"You are! Absolutely! Xiang Xian insisted.

She had a smile on her face and a sweet heart in her heart.

At this moment, her whole heart seemed to be wrapped in warmth.

It was a feeling that had not been felt in a long time, a feeling not felt since her brother's death.

It was at this moment that she suddenly realized that in this world, there was still a corner and a heart that could give her warmth and let her hide.

is as smart as her and decisive as her, and a decision immediately sprouted in her heart, she wants to rely on her lips and teeth and accompany her.

The person who made her want to be attached to it didn't admit it, and was still vetoing her own intentions: "No, you misunderstood." ”

"Why not?" Xiangxian asked with a smile, the more he avoided her, the more she pursued.

"If not, why don't you dare look at me? Well? ”

She was sitting next to him, and the side face that she was looking for like this naturally stuck to him.

Her warm, soft skin brushed against his chest through the fabric.

Song Jingxing's heart trembled, and suddenly, his whole body stiffened.

He immediately turned sideways, trying to dodge her.

However, his sudden dodge caught Xiang Xian off guard, and his body leaned forward uncontrollably, crashing into his chest in a panic.

Song Jingxing could feel that her soft body was clinging to him and squeezing him, making his blood surge and stiffen in an instant.

As if reflexively, he stood up.

He got up in time and caught Xiangxian off guard.

Fortunately, there was a haystack under him, which was soft and thick, and it didn't hurt to fall.

Xiangxian sat up straight, looked at him, and pouted: "Hypocrisy, I haven't said anything about a girl's family." ”

Her tone was flat, and there was a hint of laughter in her voice, but in fact, that heart had long been like a deer, pounding in her chest.

Song Jingxing stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to say or what to do.

The stiff feeling on his body had not dissipated, his heart was beating like a drum, and the roots of his ears were red from the impact.

She said it right, what he said just now was to ask her, has she had a hard time over the years?

She was only twelve years old that year, cardamom tips, and little understanding of the world, but she was about to face the death of her brother and was caught in that whirlpool. She had to beware of tigers and wolves, take charge of the family business, and raise her young nephews, and she must have endured many difficulties and tests.

She was able to stand still in such a difficult environment, with ferocity and cruelty as her protective umbrella, and the circumstances around her did not allow her to be gentle and weak.

Song Jingxingjue's heart was pity, it turned out that he didn't know her at all. He felt guilty and remorseful for the reprimands and insults he had given her, and he wanted to slap himself twice.

But what he hated himself more at the moment was that he shouldn't have been so close to her, so as not to damage her reputation, but he couldn't help but hope for her approach and touch, shamefully full of enthusiasm and urgency.