150 Hatred
The strange silence gradually spread among the people, and he wanted to explain, but he saw that Yan Shuangfei's tears seemed to spread and rag on his pale face as if there was no end, and the words reached his throat and were swallowed alive.
"If, if that's what you want to see...... Then all I can say is, thank yourself for having something like this that you can take advantage of. Yan Shuangfei stopped crying, choked up and read out her voice, every word hitting her already wounded heart.
God knows how much she loves the man in front of her, maybe it's the look of amazement that flashes in her eyes when she sees him for the first time, maybe it's the joy that swells up in her heart when she sees him smiling like a spring breeze for the first time, maybe it's the mood like a fawn when she is held in his arms for the first time, or maybe it's the small "um" you heard when you ask him if he likes him for the first time...... These bits and pieces accumulated in her heart day by day, slowly taking root and condensing, and by the time she found out that she had fallen in love with him, she had fallen in love to the point where she couldn't extricate herself.
"Brother Feng, now that he knows that you deliberately used me to lure him out, I won't be able to help you complete this task in the future. So...... So, I'll leave with a sense of humor. Yan Shuangfei laughed softly, and the slight and cold laughter became more and more desolate under the eerie and quiet environment.
If at this time, she still stubbornly writes the three words "no regrets" in her heart, then is she considered very stupid?
If, at this time, she still secretly felt that her existence was valuable, then was she stupid?
But by this time, she had to leave anyway. For her own pitiful dignity, and for the love that is incomparably noble and pure in her heart, which cannot tolerate a trace of deception and exploitation, she and his love.
Yan Shuangfei turned around quietly, no longer glanced at Duan Qifeng, and walked straight to the depths of the forest. With each step, her heart beat harder, tears raged again, and she wanted to laugh, but she found that she had forgotten how to hook the corners of her lips.
"Qiqi-" A low call came, but it didn't come from Duan Qifeng's mouth.
"Qiqi, don't go......" Fuhua finally couldn't help it and called out.
Yan Shuangfei suddenly wondered, if Duan Qifeng opened his mouth to keep her at this time, would she stop?
But these are just thinking about her, how can she be as proud as him, how can she pull down her at such a moment to keep her and apologize to her.
What was she thinking again, how could he really love her when he used her like that, how could he still keep her, how could he be reluctant to her.
Grievances, unwillingness, loss, resentment, all kinds of emotions are complex and intertwined, Yan Shuangfei can't figure out any clues, his brain is obviously full of all kinds of feelings, but it seems to be blank.
She was like a soulless shell, moving slowly and mechanically. No matter how much you shout, you can't stop.
"Seven ......" was in a hurry, and hurriedly ran towards Yan Shuangfei's back, but was stopped by Duan Qifeng's outstretched hand. Blowing the painting looked at Duan Qifeng in confusion, his face full of anxiety.
Duan Qifeng looked indifferent, stared at Yan Shuangfei's back quietly, and said softly, "Let her go." ”
"But ......" Blowing Painting wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Duan Qifeng's cold eyes.
Beside him, Duan Ming and Ziyun stood silently aside, just as calm as Duan Ming, and a worried look appeared on their faces at this moment. Ziyun smiled silently and bitterly, but he didn't know what he was laughing at.
Once again, the woods reverted to a dead silence. I don't know how long I have been walking, Yan Shuangfei felt that his legs were a little sore, so he sat down against the tree and pondered quietly.
A squirming footstep suddenly came into Yan Shuangfei's ears, and he had just walked like a lost soul, and he didn't even notice that someone was following him. Hearing the footsteps at this moment, Yan Shuangfei subconsciously looked back and saw Minghui hesitating less than two meters away from her, looking at her.
"...... you" Yan Shuangfei spoke, but he didn't know what to ask.
When Minghui saw that Yan Shuangfei had found him, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I, I didn't mean to follow you...... I'm just, just ......"
"Come and sit down." Yan Shuangfei saw him in such a panic, and suddenly felt a little funny.
- Does she look scary? It was as if he was scared of himself.
Minghui scratched his head a little shyly, slowly approached Yan Shuangfei, and sat down beside her. By the moonlight, Minghui secretly looked up at Yan Shuangfei, and after a closer look, the more he looked at it, the more he looked like a woman's face.
"My makeup is all spent, do you see it too? Not afraid of being scared? Yan Shuangfei smiled self-deprecatingly, deliberately teasing him.
"Actually, actually, it's pretty good......" Minghui's voice was very low, as if squeezed out of his throat, but it was very sincere.
Yan Shuangfei was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously glanced at the man with his head down. She's so depressed now, but she still has someone by her side, and she still says words of encouragement and appreciation—at least, she's not abandoned by everyone, is she?
"What happened just now...... Makes you laugh. Yan Shuangfei wiped the remaining tears on his face and said softly.
Minghui hurriedly shook his head, with a sincere face, not wanting Yan Shuangfei to think that he was deliberately looking at her "joke". "Nothing is just, just, just...... Sister, don't cry anymore, you see, I didn't cry. ”
Yan Shuangfei was shocked by the sound of "sister", and she looked at Minghui with a little stunned. As soon as Minghui met her gaze, he unconsciously scratched the back of his head and buried his head very low.
"You're a woman, and you're older than me, I'll ......, I'll " The silky voice came from the shy man's mouth, although it was slight, but it made Yan Shuangfei hear it very clearly.
There seemed to be a warm current pouring into my heart, rushing and jumping, until I warmed my whole heart and refused to disperse. Yan Shuangfei's eyes gradually warmed up, and his gaze gradually softened. She never thought that being called "sister" by a person was also so happy, even happy.
"Well, after that, I'll be your sister, okay?" As if making a decision related to life, Yan Shuangfei looked at Minghui firmly, his eyes were hot but gentle.
Minghui didn't seem to think that Yan Shuangfei would agree, his eyes were wide open, and his face was incredulous.
"What, repentant? Don't want me to be your sister? Knowing that this little baby was shy, Yan Shuangfei couldn't help laughing, but asked very seriously.
Minghui shook his head violently and nodded violently, and that cute appearance was deeply engraved into Yan Shuangfei's heart.
But the excitement only lasted for a moment, and Minghui's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head, and his dull appearance seemed to be in a state of extreme sadness.
Yan Shuangfei was stunned again, and suddenly remembered what he said when he comforted himself just now, "Look, I didn't cry." Thinking of the time when Liang Xuan was present just now, Minghui excitedly said that his thirteen family members and Hong Tao and others all died because of the "prince", and Yan Shuangfei's doubts deepened.
"Xiaohui, what's on your mind, talk to my sister, okay?" After a long silence, Yan Shuangfei couldn't help but ask softly.
Minghui's body moved slightly, and his head was slightly raised, but his voice suddenly became hoarse. "I, I miss my father......"
Yan Shuangfei's heart seemed to have been touched by something - Daddy, such a warm term, and this term is getting farther and farther away from himself.
How long has it been since I saw that familiar smiling face of my mother?
How long has it been since I listened to my mother's nagging that she couldn't get tired of repeating over and over again?
How long has it been since I have not tasted the braised pork ribs made by my mother, and I have not washed the dishes for a while after eating?
"Your father, mother, how did they pass away......" Although he knew that this would evoke Minghui's sad memory, Yan Shuangfei couldn't help but ask.
Minghui finally raised his head, and he was already in tears when he said that he wouldn't cry.
"My name is not 'Minghui', my real name is 'Cui Minghui'.
"My father's name is Cui Yuanqiao, a general under General Shen, although he is not a big official, he is also famous. My father only married one wife to my mother, and I only had one son, and we lived happily and happily together......
"Originally, life would have gone on so peacefully, but the prince was suddenly framed for 'rebellion' and fell into prison. Although General Shen was in a hurry, he also collected evidence everywhere, and never ordered the generals under his command to do the robbery...... My dad has never been a ......."
Before Minghui's words were finished, Yan Shuangfei had already roughly understood what had happened.
When Duan Qifeng talked to her about the situation in the imperial city, he mentioned to her that the general was sent to prison, and a capable general under his command was named a "prison robber" by Liang Ye, who raided his home and destroyed the door.
And the general who died innocently in this drama of "killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys" is surnamed "Cui".
- It turned out to be Minghui's father!
“…… Dad heard the wind and asked Uncle Hong, the housekeeper, to escort me out of the door, and also brought some of his most loyal guards. However, my father and mother, as well as other relatives, they did not escape ......"
Minghui's voice gradually choked up, unable to say any more. Yan Shuangfei knew the pain and pain in his heart, and he felt sorry for him in his heart. She slowly approached him, took him in her arms, and gently patted him on the back.
"So, you came to Liang Ye for revenge? Do you know that this is very impulsive, in case something happens to you, your father's mind will be in vain......" Yan Shuangfei complained in a low voice, but his tone was full of doting.
He was just a child, as simple as a blank sheet of paper, without any scheming. How cruel and unbearable it would be for a man who would be shy to even talk to strangers to let him kill people with a knife.
"Uncle Hong is also gone, I really don't know, what to do......" Minghui hugged Yan Shuangfei instead, buried his head in her arms, and cried loudly.
"Fool, you still have me, and my sister and me." Yan Shuangfei's heart hurt and hugged him tighter.
Minghui, you're not alone, and neither am I. Even if everyone in the world abandons us, we can't leave each other, and we won't leave each other.
Minghui, we all have to be strong.
(For the time being, 3000+ words a day, prepare for the midterm exam, woo~)