Chapter Ninety-One: The Dream Realm Is Empty and Real

Zhu Yi tried her best to tell A-Niang the most reluctant to mention this past in a flat tone, and the old man hugged her and rubbed her shoulders, trying to drive away this nightmarish past for her.

"My bamboo suffers...... Mother didn't know that you were being bullied so much outside. Mother really wants to fight this old life to kill that femme fatale! ”

Zhu Yi grabbed A-Niang's hand and smiled lightly, "It's all over if it's bitter." Behold, thou art well, and we are all bitter. She sniffed the medicinal fragrance on Ah Niang's body, and was a little aggrieved, "But, Ah Niang should not force me to leave with Mr. Chu again, is it okay?" ”

Ah Niang compromised slightly, "Niang can not force you, but I can't listen to you belittle yourself and say anything that is not worthy of him." If you don't deserve it, how can people be unwilling to let go. Zhu Yi was still going to speak, but A-Niang didn't give her a chance, and then said: "Is it guilty, I can see it clearly." That kid is sincere to you, you really have no intention, so I won't talk about it for now. ”

Zhu Yi buried her head in A-Niang's arms and said in a muffled voice: "Thank you, A-Niang." ”

It was night, and when Zuo Chu came over, Zhu Yi was cultivating Gu. Hearing the movement behind her, she didn't look back, staring intently at the Gu worms in the medicine jar.

The face of the person behind him was a little vicissitudes, and the voice of the exit didn't seem to be his, "Let's have a good talk." ”

Zhu Yi cut his fingers and added a few drops of blood to the infusion, but he didn't make a sound.

"Zhu Yi, let's talk."

The person who was tinkering with the medicine jar replied unkindly, "If you have something to say, I'll listen." ”

This tone ......

"You can be angry with me, but you turn around first." His tone was especially helpless.

Sealing the medicine jar, Zhu Yi walked over, "What do you want to talk about?" ”

"Talk about that kid." The man spoke lightly and looked at her seriously. Zhu Yi unconsciously took a step back.

"Wild seeds? Died early. She was equally flat-voiced, even cold.

"I'm sorry, love me, but you fell into hell. I can't imagine how lonely and hopeless you are when you face all this alone, how your heart hurts until your heart is like ashes. I am not in a position to guess your state of mind when you experienced that tragedy. for no one can bear the torment for thee...... I made a big mistake and stabbed a bloody hole in our hearts! But I still expect you to give me a chance to redeem me and each other. ”

Zhu Yi felt that what he said was too detouring, rubbed the tip of his nose, and said, "I don't have that heart." ”

"Don't be afraid."

"What am I afraid of? People who are not afraid of death, what am I afraid of? ”

She must be weak-hearted, for her fears are well known.

Zuo Chu stood beside the low wooden table, Zhu Yi couldn't help but laugh when he looked at it, "You stood here in front of you without being obtrusive, why do you feel out of place now." ”

Mr. Tsai, who is wealthy, high-minded, and handsome, stands tall and tall in this poor and simple cabin, which is really against the harmony.

The man knew what she meant, and bowed his head with a wry smile. But he didn't think there was any gap between the two, and only said: "I remember that day, I woke up and heard them say that I saw Qiu Shui collect the ashes for you and take you back to Xili." At that moment, I hated myself for the stupidity of not letting you go! I thought to myself that if I let go first, you wouldn't have made it that far, even if you left me, it would be better than disappearing completely...... At that time, I was probably worse off than dead. ”

Zhu Yi stood on the edge of the bed, did not sit down, did not look at him. The man leaned slightly and stared out the window at the night, "It's really tormenting." Looking back now, I don't know how I got here. You always appear in dreams, give me a smile, and the next moment you hug your head and cry; Give me a back, but it's always fleeting...... You can't catch it, you can't touch it. ”

Hearing this, Zhu Yi smiled dryly, "So I'm still alive, should I make your dream come true?" Before Zuo Qi could speak, she suddenly asked, "Mr. Zhu, did someone take Song Xiyuan's Blood Heart Gu for her?" ”

Zuo Chu knew how much she hated Song Xiyuan, hesitated for a moment, he looked back at her, and said, "Sheng Gongzi said to take her to Nanban to get Gu, and I don't know what happened after that." ”

It turned out that they were not together, and Zhu Yi gloated a little, "If you don't take it, and you don't get married, she will be very miserable." That feeling, but lovesickness, thinking like crazy. She chuckled a little.

Zuo Chu took in her little expression at this moment, "Since they left, the rest of my life has nothing to do with me." He walked up to Zhu Yi, "Tell me, what are you afraid of if you don't want to accept me?" Or, are you inferior? ”

He said it too bluntly, and he was too literate. The panicked man struggled to hide himself, shaking his head one after another.

"I confess that I suppressed my affection for you until something wrong happened, and I confessed that the timing was wrong for you to think I was just guilty. But I really fell in love with you first! Zhu Yi, you can't deny its true meaning. He tried to hug her, but was shunned.

Hearing the man's sigh, Zhu Yi also sighed, "Do you know how I survived the days when I just came back?" ”

Zuo Chu didn't speak, she lived a very hard life, and she didn't have to think about it to know. Otherwise, you won't use sleep to kill Gu.

Zhu Yi walked to the window and looked at the twinkling stars, his eyes distracted.

"When I first came back, I couldn't sleep well because I was kicked out of my child. I always wake up and fall asleep, and the old man falls asleep before me, as if he is waiting for me every time......"

At first, she dreamed of Chulin and Xia Cong, and she was greedy in her dreams. But suddenly one day Song Dongchen's face appeared, and that face smiled very weirdly, and when Zhu Yi saw her snap her fingers, a man pounced.

At that moment, a heart-rending scream drifted far through the wooden house.

Zhu Yi's eyes were red, and her hands grabbed her hair fiercely, and she couldn't get rid of the smiling face in her mind, so she hammered her head with her fist instead.

It was a cold winter, and I wrapped myself in thick clothes, but I still felt the cold in the dark. She was tired from the hammer, or a little dizzy, and fell asleep a little, and could sleep for half an hour, and was woken up again by the laughter of the dreamer......

She didn't know why Song Dongchen kept appearing and couldn't drive away.

At the most terrifying time, she opened her eyes and looked at the dark room, as if she could see Song Dongchen squatting on her bed, grinning at her, the inevitable fear, the black hand that was about to reach her in the next moment, made her unable to distinguish whether it was a dream, an illusion or a reality.

I was so dazed that I didn't know if I was awake or asleep.

In the fog, he opened his eyes and looked around until Qiu Shui appeared. When he came, she really "woke up". But she didn't dare to say too much, and only told Qiu Shui that she couldn't sleep well. Qiu Shui grabbed medicine for her, and as the days passed, it was frightening to see her look haggard.

She discussed with Qiu Shui to take the Sleep Killing Gu, but was vetoed by Qiu Shui and Ah Niang.

"Later in the night, I didn't dare to stay in bed anymore, the snow outside the house looked more reassuring than in the dark house, so I wrapped myself in the quilt and walked back and forth on the snow in front of the door."

She smiled at the silent man behind her, "Crazy, right?" On a winter night in the west, I stayed outside. Zuo Chu secretly clenched his hands, but he didn't make a sound, and the green tendons in his neck were already bulging.

Zhu Yi continued: "Cold is naturally cold, and I don't know what else to do besides walking back and forth." I don't have anything to think about, I just tell myself where to step next. As a result, his body was too weak and he couldn't get out of bed after a night. ”

Qiu Shui boiled Gu medicine for her, and was busy going to the city to ask for a doctor. At night, he had to go back to the village to take care of A-Niang, and after pleading for a long time, the doctor was willing to stay in Zhuyi's hut. Zhu Yi burned all over his body, and when he was half-open, he saw that the doctor was asleep, and got up again and wrapped himself in a back robe and went out.

She was still walking slowly on the snow, her lips were white, her eyelids were hard to lift, and she felt a lot more relieved. After walking for a short time, he finally let out a "wow" and spit out all the medicine he had taken, and then the person fell backwards.

When the doctor heard the movement, she woke up and hurriedly opened the door to see.

Zhu Yi was unconscious, the doctor went to the ancient village overnight to shout Qiu Shui, the people guarding the village did not summon her, she ran in vain, she could only acupuncture and moxibustion, and forcibly woke up Zhu Yi.

Zhu Yi was unconscious, and her breathing was weak, which frightened the doctor. When Qiu Shui came over early in the morning, the doctor told him about the situation, and he understood the reason for Zhu Yi's fever.

Fortunately, she still woke up, and when she eased up, Qiu Shui touched her little face with his hand and asked her why she went out at night. She cried, saying that she really couldn't sleep, and she couldn't close her eyes without sleeping and killing Gu.

After struggling for a long time, Qiu Shui looked at Zhu Yi and finally said, "Okay, let's use Gu." She was still crying, nodded vigorously and plunged into his arms.

"I don't have any other family to live here, otherwise, with the scene of the night tour at that time, I would definitely be able to scare people half to death." Zhu Yi lowered his head and smiled brightly, as if he was telling a joke.

Xili in autumn is still enthusiastic, so she is dissatisfied, and she wants to open her arms at the shoulder and neck dissatisfied.

The man does not speak, his throat rolls, and his breath is short. There are warm water dripping, melting on the light gauze of the silk coat.

She didn't struggle anymore, and patted her arm soothingly, "So Mr. Chu threw me medicine without permission, isn't it too much?" ”

The person who hugged her increased her strength again, and she was afraid of suffocation, so she obediently silenced.