Chapter 49: Masochism
The sky slowly whitened, a ray of morning light diffused between the valleys, through the simple wooden doors and windows, and the afterglow of the bed, Sun Meng rubbed his eyes, and was awakened by the bright silver light.
Looking around the house, he found that Wei Ruoxiao was no longer by his side, so he pulled the door and searched, and the surroundings were quiet, and the breeze sneaked into the house, blowing the dancing paper on the table, making a rustling sound, and turned around to look, only to find that there was a note pressed under the bowl.
"Feng'er, I went to find the enemy, for so long, I have been deep in the pain of unavenged family revenge, I can't eat well, I can't sleep. I know that this is a lot of bad luck, if I can't come back, you can find a good family to go, in this life, after all, I can't live with you, if there is an afterlife, I will not let you suffer a trace of suffering, but in this life, what I owe you can only be repaid in the next life. Your husband: Ruoxiao. ”
When he saw this note, he was stunned for a moment, his face was full of anxiety, and his chest was short and convulsed. The creaking sound of the wind blowing the door mortar was like the slapstick of the bloody battle scene, which was very loud and terrifying.
Her face suddenly turned pale from the spasm of her heart, and she even heard the sound of her heart jumping out of her heart in fright. Throwing everything in his hand, he ran in the direction of Qiu Fu like crazy.
I stumbled all the way, I was afraid that it would be too late, and I saw everything I shouldn't have seen.
The crowd gradually crowded, crowded at the gate of Qiu Mansion, and couldn't help but chuckle, and quickly pulled out the crowd, and the scene in front of him still made Sun Meng feel painful.
The stout and tall pillars on both sides of the door, like two big men guarding both sides, the copper lion on the two door knockers, staring at the front with hideous faces, under the pillar on one side of the door, a thick rope like an iron chain, tightly tied Wei Ruoxiao, as if to pierce into the flesh full of blood, the open flesh, like a scattered gorgeous flower, emitted an angry red, and devoured the tears of humiliation.
The pain in his heart was boundless, and the blinding silver light was compared to his pale face. As well as the sluggish and weak ....... of the body.
In front of him, it was clear that he was a man who was about to die, unkempt, his hairline was dyed bright red, his clothes were torn into pieces, and he was full of bloodstains, his back was exposed, and the wounds were crossed, and the black and red were painted all over the back beam, and his body was hooked forward, and his face was ........ devastation.
This scene made people tremble and twitch unbearably, and Sun Meng's heart also cracked. She didn't know how she could save him.
Passers-by sighed and shook their heads in regret.
"It's not good to offend anyone, you have to offend the Qiu Dalong family, how can there be any good fruit to eat, you can't get out alive, this Qiu family is ruthless, it is impossible to cheapen this young master of the Wei family."
"It's a pity, I think about how beautiful this Wei Mansion was, what a good family road, it was ruined in the hands of this enemy, this world, a nest of wolves and mice, how can there be any fairness and justice."
"If you can't take revenge, you still have a life, this Young Master Wei is stupid, so you killed all the evil fathers and sons, and it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people."
"Don't say it, don't say it, let people listen to it, and get into trouble." An old man took his young boy and told him to leave.
That Chen Chen Fengming, couldn't understand her low cry, let Sun Meng's crying linger in his heart, despair into a long river.
"Ruo Xiao, Ruo Xiao, why are you so stupid and anxious, you must be in pain, you must have suffered a lot, but what should I do? What should I do? Ruoxiao, how can I save you, I'm so incompetent. Weeping and urging in a low voice, muttering to himself, Sun Meng stumbled down the street, his heart was in turmoil.
Like a lost soul, he didn't know how to save Ruoxiao, he was covered in blood, his appearance was exhausted, and the appearance of death deeply hurt Sun Meng's heart, red and bloody, that red, like a knife, pierced in the chest, making people feel painful.