85. There will be no next time

I was stunned for a moment, and when I looked up at the moonlight into his dark eyes, I only listened to him ask word by word, "How should I call?" Suddenly feeling weak, he had an awkward paranoia in his title, and read out in a very low voice: "Ah Yao." ”

His dark eyes sparkled as he turned and started again, walking so fast that I had to trot to keep up. After walking silently for a long time, he suddenly heard him ask suspiciously, "Do you mind?" ”

I'm being asked inexplicably, what do you mind? Without waiting for me to ask, he added, "Forget it." ”

The preface doesn't match the afterword, and I really don't understand what he's talking about.

After a long walk, we came around to the river, which was naturally far from the cemetery mound. Tonight the moon is bright, the sound of the river is clear, and the figure in front of me is as calm and calm as a mountain.

After midnight, Sheng Shiyao stopped and proposed to rest, and I realized that my feet were very sore, and the fatigue of sitting on the ground immediately came to me. You can't blame me for being useless, but from morning to night, I did too much physical work, I didn't sleep well last night, I started to feel sleepy after sitting for a while, and my eyelids fought.

I asked weakly, "Are you still in a hurry?" He looked at me sideways, fixed his gaze for two seconds, reached out to take me into his arms, I leaned over, closed my eyes and said in a daze, "I'll squint for a while, and you call me when you want to leave." So he slept peacefully.

I thought I was just shaking my mind for a while, but when I opened my eyes, it was already dawn, and I found that I was still in Sheng Shiyao's arms, and above my head was his steady breathing, and I looked up cautiously and saw him leaning against the stump with his eyes closed, as if he was still asleep. After a few days, it was obvious that his face was younger again, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were not so deep, his long eyelashes covered his black eyes like a fan, and there was some stubble on his chin, adding a hint of mature vicissitudes, but it did not damage his handsomeness.

Originally, after that incident, I rejected him, and that rejection was an instinctive reaction of the body and a psychological factor, but apparently after a few days, the sense of rejection disappeared inexplicably, and I was able to sleep peacefully in his arms.

His gaze shifted to his chest, and he couldn't help but worry when he remembered the totem that covered his entire body. Even if he can change back to his original form and restore his ability, it will only be temporarily suppressed, and it will always be a hidden danger, and if he doesn't get rid of it, it will mean that he will have another attack. Next Episode...... Some didn't dare to think about that situation, and their hearts became heavy at once, and they couldn't help but sigh.

"What are you sighing about?" Sha Ci's voice suddenly sounded in my ears, and I looked up in surprise, "Are you awake?" ”

His eyes opened, glanced at me, and then moved to other places, not meaning to answer. I was already accustomed to his indifferent expression, remembering that I was still in his arms, and was just about to sit up straight, when suddenly a clear breath came overwhelmingly, and before I could react, he had already buckled the back of his head, and his lips and tongue invaded. My heart tightened, my hand unconsciously pressed against his chest, my brain was confused, could it be that he had a demonic attack again? What to do?

But in the flash of thought, he had already withdrawn his lips, and his dark eyes stared straight into my eyes, and found that there was no red in them, but so clear that there were no waves, but my frightened face could be seen clearly. He leaned down again, but instead of covering my lips again, he brushed his face and whispered in my ear, "Xiaoxiao, I promise you that there will be no next time." ”

It took two seconds for his brain to react to what he meant, and after forgetting that he and I were there, he could sense it as long as the thought rolled through his heart. It's so unfair, why can't I get to the bottom of his heart? In this way, I am not transparent in front of him.

But his assurances made me feel ...... Very heartwarming. He is a person who is so weak that he can't express his feelings, and it is impossible to find the kind of love language from him, which is how he expresses his affection just now. Thinking of this, my heart suddenly felt as sweet as a layer of honey.

Before setting off again, we first observed the terrain, and last night we walked along the riverbank for half the night, and now we don't know where we have gone. It seemed to be very barren all around, the fields were deserted, there were weeds, and there were no villages to be seen in sight, but the river still stretched forward. I suggested that I should not go inside, not along the river, since I am out of the scope of Zhangjia Village, I still have to find a big road to go out.

Sheng Shiyao didn't object, walked along the ridge of the field, and understood why it was so barren, it turned out that the previous village was demolished, and in front of a piece of broken bricks, only an unmanned orange excavator was parked, and I don't know if the workers have not started work yet, or it has been shelved here for a long time. This situation should be that this place has been demolished, and I was about to walk around, when I suddenly saw a figure flashing behind the excavator, I glanced at Sheng Shiyao and walked over there.

When we went around to the other side, we saw that the man was an old man who was bending over to pick up garbage with his back to us. He had a stick in his hand and stirred it through the pile, and there was a rag bag next to it. I pulled Sheng Shiyao's sleeve, but he didn't move, he kept staring at the old man, and suddenly he curled the corners of his lips and said three words: "Zhang Liuye." ”

I was taken aback and looked at the old man in disbelief, this is Zhang Liuye? Isn't he already ......

An arrow stepped forward, and I was shocked on the spot when I met the old man's gaze, and sure enough, it was Zhang Liuye, and asked silently: "Why are you here?" Seeing that he couldn't cover it anymore, Zhang Liuye had to throw the stick in his hand and straighten up, and said with a wry smile: "I didn't want to hide here, I can still be found by you." ”

I was so shocked that I was incoherent: "No...... Sixth Master Zhang, aren't you already ...... Dead? No, you can hear us, you're not deaf? Zhang Liuye didn't speak, Sheng Shiyao walked over, said with a cold face: "It seems that the funeral was fake, you escaped in advance?" ”

"Funeral?" Zhang Liuye showed a confused look, and then came to his senses: "Oh, after I sneaked away, they gave me a fake funeral?" This group of people is really evil-minded, but fortunately, I reacted quickly when I saw the opportunity, and when I took them to Cheng's wife's house, I secretly ran out of the cellar. ”

I really didn't expect things to take a turn for the worse, it turned out that Zhang Liuye was really pretending to be before, so when we entered the house, we found that he fainted on the ground, is it true or false? After listening to my inquiry, Zhang Liuye sighed and said: "That's naturally true, people are old, and if you don't stand up steadily, you won't be able to get up if you don't just come over, I'm afraid I will really go old man." His voice was desolate and lonely, and his expression was sad, presumably remembering his old children.

I quickly diverted the topic and asked him how he hid here, and after he explained, I learned that he had a relative in this village, and he said that it was demolished the year before last, but I don't know what the reason was that the house was demolished and no one came to clean it up, so he stopped an excavator here. He just knew that this place was uninhabited and far away from Zhangjia Village, so he moved the idea of hiding here.

I admire that such an octogenarian can walk such a long way. No matter what, Zhang Liuye is not dead, not only the guilt in his heart can be calmed, but he can also ask carefully about his grandmother.

When I asked about my grandmother, Zhang Liuye squinted at me and hesitated for a while before saying, "Are you really Ah Xiao?" ”

I was stunned, "Why does the old man ask this?" Didn't you already know I was before? ”

"Do you know, a few years ago, Xiaomei brought a young girl back, calling her Ah Xiao, and also asking about Cheng's wife. I said something and I felt that something was wrong, and then I pretended to be confused, so how do you prove that you are the granddaughter of an old woman? ”

Well, I'm in trouble now, and I've never encountered such a thing as trying to prove that I'm Cheng Xiao. The Xiaomei that Zhang Liuye said in his mouth is Aunt Mei, in order to explore the secret, she really does everything, but she may also be oppressed by the "above" and forced to be helpless. I could only try to rummage through my childhood memories in my head, and the two families were neighbors and moved around closely, so naturally there were many things that impressed me.

Finally, after listening to my narration, Zhang Liuye put away his doubts, and then spoke cautiously: "I am not sure if Mrs. Cheng has a daughter, I still remember that she came to Zhangjia Village to settle down in the name of a distant relative of the village chief. Her house was built by the people of the village for her, and some people rumored that she was originally a daughter in the city, but because her parents died early, she came to the village chief. Originally, the young men in the village saw that she was young and beautiful, and they liked her very much, but she didn't know whether she was high-minded or what, and she was very indifferent to the guys, and gradually everyone was deterred. After living in the village for nearly ten years, one day she came to me and said that she might have to go far away, and asked me to help her keep an eye on the concierge room, which was a trivial matter, and I naturally agreed.

She went out for nearly half a year before coming back, and then went out every three or five years, and asked me to take care of the lintel every time. I remember that she last went out for the longest time, almost a year or so, I thought she had an accident outside, but one day in the middle of the night suddenly heard a baby crying next door, and immediately ran out of the door in shock, and saw the lights on in the originally dark house, and hurriedly stepped forward to knock on the door. After a while, the old woman came out with a child in her hand, and I was relieved that she was back. Without waiting for me to ask, she asked me to help, and when I followed inside, I realized what she was going to help.

In the back room lay a young woman who had just given birth, and her breath was obviously weak. I carried people onto the mountain wheeler with Mrs. Cheng and went to the town overnight to take them to the hospital. On the way, she explained to me that in fact, before coming to the village, she had already married and had a daughter, but then her husband's family disliked her parents and could not give birth to a son, so they divorced her. Later, every time I traveled for half a year, I went to see my daughter secretly, but I didn't think that my daughter would follow in her footsteps when she grew up, but she was made belly bigger by the negative man, and then abandoned, she had to bring her daughter back and secretly help deliver the baby at home, but she didn't expect to have a difficult birth.

When I was admitted to the hospital, she told me to go back first, and she stayed behind. I didn't say much as a man, and after three days, she came back with a little white flower on her head, looking sad, and knowing what was going on without asking. Later, when someone in the village pointed at her and looked down on the child, I would stop in front of her to help talk, and gradually everyone accepted and recognized the poor child. Ah Xiao, you should know who that kid is. ”

I nodded, the child is naturally mine, basically what Zhang Liuye said is not far from what we guessed before, and sure enough, my grandmother finally created a false impression that I was just born, and deliberately let Zhang Liuye know, also to get a strong evidence.