It's the middle of the night.

The rain began to fall again on the dark mountainside, and the rain was icy and scurrying along the mountain wind.

This thatched house, which is already somewhat dilapidated, cannot protect from the cold at all, let alone protect from the wind and rain.

Not long after, the candlestick in front of Song Yige was extinguished by the cold wind several times, which made Song Yige feel excited all of a sudden, she stretched out her hand that was frozen stiff but a little red and swollen, rubbed the tip of her nose that was sour and red, she carefully looked at the man who was sitting still, and whispered: "Ah Sheng, even if you want to keep the New Year, you should change places." ”

"How?" Xu Sheng looked over with a smile on his eyebrows, "Don't you like this place?" ”

"It's not that I don't like it." Song Yige sniffed, and pretended to be pitiful, "It's just cold, and my body can't stand it." ”

The man lit the candlestick again: "What's unbearable about this, it's already much warmer than usual here." ”

Song Yige listened to his words, and couldn't wait to find a knife to stab this person's heart fiercely, she even felt that this person didn't want to find her to keep the year, but wanted her life.

Trap her here, and it won't take long, in a night or so, to completely freeze her to death.

Her breathing suddenly turned shirred, but in an instant, she calmed down completely, and she tried to pull the fire closer, so that the heat source was closer to her.

The cold swept through her limbs, and gradually numb her consciousness.

Just when she couldn't control her body and planted it to the side, the person who was sitting there like an old monk was in a fixed place, suddenly jumped over, caught her body, and then naturally hugged her into her arms: "Ge'er, are you really cold?" ”

Song Yige's consciousness is blurred now, but when she heard someone ask her if she was cold, she subconsciously nodded along the situation of her body, and arched towards the heat source: "Cold." ”

She was indeed cold, and she was so cold that she couldn't stop shivering.

The man put his arm around her shoulders and buried his head gradually: "Since you feel cold, then I have a way to make you not cold, do you want to try?" ”

She opened her eyes in a daze, and what greeted her was not the person she was usually familiar with, but a man wearing a mask, his mask was attached to her cheek, and the cold air invaded together, this time it made her whole consciousness a little clearer.

Song Yige stretched out her hand and pushed the person holding him, but her strength was small, no matter how much force she used, the person still didn't move.

She snorted, "You let go of me." ”

"Aren't you cold?" The man asked, hugging her tighter.

Song Yige shook his head, trying to break free from his arms, and found that it was just in vain for him to do this, the man actually didn't use any strength, but for the person who was about to pass out, his hand was like an iron wall, the more she wanted to break away desperately, the tighter the person held, and when she got to the back, she felt that it was difficult for her to breathe.

"You said you were cold." The man hugged her horizontally, looked around left and right, and then resolutely lifted her waist and let her sit on the wooden table in front of her, beside her was the burning candlestick, the fire was beating tenaciously in the wind.

Although Song Yige has lost the ability to think now, he still instinctively feels the danger.

She wanted to cry and struggle to escape, but for the man, it was a different kind of interest, he looked at her like a poor little child waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board, and how to handle it was all his interest.

The man looked at her from beginning to end without moving, and then suddenly reached out and pressed the person to the wooden table.

She didn't have any strength but to be at his mercy.

"You ......" As soon as Song Yige spoke, his mouth was covered by the man.

His cold fingers wandered between her lips and tongue, and then he used his strength to press her lip flap with his fingertips, and the force was so strong that he almost wanted to rub it off.

"Ge'er." He whispered her name again.

She didn't react, as if she had passed out.

The man didn't seem to expect her to be so poor now, so he removed the fingers pressed against her lips and pinched her cheeks and philtrum. Then, she lay on the table and slowly opened her eyes, but the first thing she saw was the leaky roof, and the rain that kept falling, one by one, all flowed into her eyes.

She closed her eyes impatiently, trying to force the rain out of her eyes, and after some tossing, the already soft eyes were even tighter like blue waves.

The man's breathing suddenly increased.

"Ge'er." He pinched her jaw and made her open her eyes to look at him.

His eyes were full of obsession at the moment, obsession with her, madness and paranoia, and resentment that she had never seen before.

Song Yige felt that her heart suddenly stopped beating at this moment, she looked at the man in fear, and her fingers shrank inward slightly without half of her strength.

The man had already noticed her movements, he smiled indifferently, and his hand had already pulled the belt she tied around her waist: "Ge'er, I was drugged when I was stuning you a long time ago, and your physique is weak, so you can't resist this medicine at all." ”

A whimper sounded in her throat, like a young beast sobbing.

The man didn't care, and continued: "I told you earlier that I was going to get married, and I thought at that time that if I got married, I would definitely treat her well, but after thinking about it, I was unwilling in the end!" ”

"Ge'er, I'm really unwilling." He leaned over, "Now, you have fulfilled my unwillingness, okay?" ”

She lay on her back, her head shaking and shaking, but she could not make a sound in her throat.

"Why can't you fulfill me once?" The man smiled stupidly, stopped to understand the strap of her clothes, and then touched her face, and crossed her eyebrows inch by inch, "Look at you, you look so good." Do you know how I've come all these years? ”

"I think of you every day, I miss you, I look forward to you, I hope that one day, you will be about to look at me, but in the end, you will only use me." The man sighed, as if he wanted to express all the stuffiness that had been stuck in his heart for all these years, "After using it, I will be like that waste chess, thrown in the corner by you, and ignore it." You know how jealous I am? ”

"You say, if that's it. I'll at least be able to stay in the corner and watch you, as one of your dogs. The man's hand had already moved to her throat, "At that time, I really thought so, even if I don't marry for the rest of my life, I will be willing to be one of your dogs." ”

"But why?"

"Why, in the end, you'd rather die! Don't want to look back at me? Is my existence really so disgusting to you? ”

Although he had sat in the thatched hut in the cold and freezing weather for so long, the heat source on the man's body was still very sufficient, and the two of them were so close to each other, and the heat on his body also spread to her.

Her cold, numb feet, gradually regained a little sense, but before she could make the next move, the man seemed to be crazy, and grabbed her throat with his hand: "Why? ”

He roared, "Why would you rather die than look back at me?" ”

"Song Yige, why?"

These words made her frightened, and she couldn't stop being frightened in her heart, she didn't expect that one day, her identity would be recognized.

The force of the choke on her neck suddenly increased, and her whole face turned red from being out of breath.

"Since you're so ruthless and want to leave me—" The scarlet in the man's eyes was still there, but it slowly calmed down. But Song Yige also knew in his heart that this matter was not so easy to solve.

Halfway through his words, the other one moved to his waist again, and he smiled coldly, his voice cold and cruel, "Then give me your body, so as not to live up to my sincerity to you." ”

Lunatic. Song Yige thought with hatred in his heart, but he couldn't lift half of his strength in his body, so he could only express his resentment with his eyes.

The man laughed peacefully and touched her eyebrows: "Little girl, don't blame me." I'm just getting what belongs to me back. ”

Outside the window sash, the wind and rain grew louder.

The rain slammed into the ground with a bitter sound.

The fire of the candlestick beside her still flickered, stinging her eyes.

Song Yi's singer's fingers moved, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he grabbed the man's clothes and shouted his name through gritted teeth: "Xu Sheng." ”

The man was stunned, probably not expecting that his disguise could be seen through.

But in the blink of an eye, the man smiled and blinked: "Ge'er, do you know who you are shouting?" ”

"Xu ...... Xu Sheng. The two words took her whole body's strength, and she lay there, panting with her mouth open.

The man stopped what he was doing, put his hands on her side again, and asked with interest: "I know you want to delay the hour, but it doesn't matter, the night is still long, and we are not in a hurry to be in a hurry." ”

"But Ge'er, do you know how I recognized you?"

"Of course, in exchange, you have to say, why do you call me Xu Sheng?"

Song Yige's eyes showed a sarcastic smile, but the words he said were intermittent, which made people not hear clearly, and her voice was small, and the sound of wind and rain outside was urgent, so he had to desperately put his ears up to hear it clearly.

Halfway through hearing this, the man got up again without interest, and pressed his hand on her waist, "Ge'er, since you don't want to cooperate, then we might as well become her husband and wife first, and wait for Ming'er You to come to the strength, we are slowly catching up, it's not too late." ”