One hundred and sixteen: delirium
Hua Peony didn't know whether to live or die, and it hit his heart, Bai Heng's complexion changed when he heard this, and his face changed when he heard this, showing a blue brown of pig liver, faintly angry and resentful, but he still didn't have a seizure, but his face was colder, and his facial features seemed to sink to the bottom of a large vat, revealing depression and alienation, which was very terrifying.
Her heart jumped suddenly, she had annoyed him with a quick tongue, wouldn't it be even more difficult to follow him again? At this time, I can't care about any face, anyway, in front of him, her face is not worth a penny for a long time, so she immediately put on his arm, leaned on his half shoulder, Wu Nong said softly, "Senior brother, I have loved you for so many years, and I don't ask you to have me in your heart, as long as you can let me be by your side, serve tea and pour water, you will fulfill me." If one day Tao Yan changes her mind, I will leave voluntarily, and if I go far, I will never hinder you. ”
Bai Heng wanted to push her away, but out of sight was one of her blood-clotted and crusted ears, like half a petal gnawed by insects. Somehow, he suddenly remembered that in fact, she was most afraid of pain, and in her early years, she had to cry and cry for a long time when her fingers were broken, and she was ...... in her early years It was a long time ago, it should have been before his little junior sister entered the troupe, and at that time, the master was only two apprentices, and they were also inseparable.
He couldn't bear it, so he took out a handkerchief and handed it to her, "You can wrap a pack of wounds first, and I'll take you to the hospital later." ”
Hua Peony thought that she had misheard, and reacted for a long time before she raised her head and blinked her eyes vigorously. She could only see the arc of his jaw, thin and graceful, like a river, the curvature was soft, but the river was cold to the bone. She floated in the water like a dream, not afraid of the cold, but greedy for his gentleness, for example, now, his care was enough for her to be happy for a while.
She took the handkerchief, a little scared, like the harem concubine received the emperor's order to visit, while at a loss, she was dressed in an orderly manner, thinking that this time the service was satisfactory, and next time there would be the possibility of being called again. She did her best to put on a solemn and charming smile, staring deeply into his eyes, like a fox spirit wearing only Zhai clothes, well-dressed, but her eyes were extremely seductive, as if she wanted to suck Bai Heng into the eye vortex, "Senior brother...... I know you care about me. ”
Bai Heng looked at the flower peony, and somehow, a feeling of guilt arose in his heart. He really couldn't understand how an arrogant person like Hua Peony could be so obedient in front of him, he didn't like to see her like this, because he couldn't respond to her efforts, and he felt guilty of not paying his debts. He suddenly remembered, isn't he like this in front of Ping Yan? couldn't help but smile bitterly, and for a while there was a coptis flavor in his mouth. He and Hua Peony can be regarded as having the same fate.
There were a few chirps and moans from underground. Dong Guosheng had been blown up by the bomb, and he should have died a long time ago, Bai Heng pulled him out from under the rubble, stuffed a piece of ginseng into his mouth and hanged him, and only then did he gradually wake up. Bai Heng squatted down and stared at him, full of haze of mountain rain coming.
Dong Guosheng rolled his eyes, and blood flowed from his eyes, and the flower peony bumped into his sight, startled, and hurriedly hid aside. The root of her teeth is itching, and she is very afraid, with Dong Guosheng here, she is dirty and cheap. She was like a sparrow under a shotgun, desperately hiding behind Bai Heng, as if Bai Heng would never remember the adultery she had with Dong Guosheng.
Dong Guosheng seemed to understand everything, his throat was gurgling, like a pot of boiling blisters, as if he wanted to say something, his facial features were about to burst, and he finally opened his mouth, and the blood was like a water valve that opened the floodgates, which suddenly drowned out his brewing breath. He was still unwilling, his eyes were white with the whiteness of a dead fish, and he stared at Hua Peony, as if he wanted to take her away with him.
Hua Peony's cold hair stood upside down, and her body was cold and numb, she screamed, like a dog biting someone, babbling something in her mouth, and stepping on Dong Guosheng's face indiscriminately.
She was wearing new leather shoes in Paris, the heels were pointed and thin, and one seemed to have chopped into Dong Guosheng's eye socket, and there was a pop, and the sticky warm liquid splashed on her glass stockings. She suddenly remembered that these high heels were bought by Dong Guosheng and given to her, his hand had touched the shoes, and his hand had also touched her body, like a little ghost possessed, she gasped in horror, crying and shrinking in the snow, eager to tear off the skin of her body.
Bai Heng stuffed a piece of ginseng into Dong Guosheng's mouth again, lifted his breath that he couldn't swallow, took out a sharp knife, and gestured at his face, "I'll use this knife to slaughter beasts and drop the meat on your body at once." ”
His voice was like a very thin and cool undercurrent, sliding down the crevices of the rocks and merging into the stagnant water covered with green moss, his body soaked in the water and rotted into slag, but his hatred was vivid and fierce, and he never forgot it.
Bai Heng sneered, and slashed out Dong Guosheng's other eye, Dong Guosheng snorted and twitched, but he was powerless to resist. He was even more agitated, almost losing his mind, a deep roar came out of his throat, he raised the knife with both hands, and stabbed him several times in the face one after another, the blood stained Dong Guosheng's face, and his eyes were also splashed. He was up and down in the humiliating past that he couldn't look back on, his whole body seemed to be about to explode, he roared, the knife fell so quickly and violently, almost stabbing Dong Guosheng's body to pieces, but he was especially puzzled, and the tears in his eyes became hotter and hotter, like a fire, and the burning world changed color.
"It's all you, it's all you, it's all my life, if it weren't for you, how could I be tortured like that in the Qingyun Gang, I want you to die, I want you to be crushed and scattered, I want you to not even be reincarnated! Ha ha! Hahaha......" He shouted rampantly, the expression on his face was dripping, but it was difficult to tell whether he was crying or laughing.
Snowflakes were flying outside the window drawer, the room was full of medicinal incense, there was a glass lamp at the head of the bed, and her face was dissolved in the weak yellow light, thin and white as paper. The little girl had been feeding her the medicine for more than an hour, and she had not yet woken up.
Mu Zicheng was full of worries and trance, in case she did something bad again, he would not be able to feel at ease in his life. He couldn't think about what would happen to her when she woke up, sometimes he thought it was a dream, how could a living person say that it was gone?
Someone knocked on the door outside, he wiped his face, and before he could respond, the man hurriedly stepped through the door, the gray trench coat brought a tail of snow, and the snow flakes fell idlely, but he was a hundred thousand anxious and dry, and stepped to the bed in a few steps, with fine sweat on his forehead.
Shen Yucheng stood straight at the head of the bed, looking at the person on the couch who seemed to be broken at the slightest touch, and felt very uncomfortable. He stood stunned for a while, and then sat down gently on the edge of the couch, took her hand and held it. Because of the cold, the biting cold on his body, when he first entered the house, he felt that he was gradually warming, and his body seemed to be covered with chilblains, itching and painful in the spring season, and he was almost going to drill into his heart. Because her face was palpable in the lamplight, there was a fluttering anesthesia, which he relied on to support.
Mu Zicheng didn't expect Shen Yucheng to come, and he understood a little at the moment, so his face turned cold and said, "If Shen Dashao has official business, please follow me outside to talk." ”
Major Shen put her hand into the quilt, straightened up and said, "Have you sent someone to find my second brother's body?" ”
Mu Zicheng looked at him, his eyes were deep, and he was ready to fight, "You planted the bomb in the house?" ”
Shen Da Shao glanced at him with a calm face, and said coldly: "That's my own brother, no matter what I do, I won't harm his life." ”
Mu Zicheng said hatefully: "Who could that be?" Who else could it be but you? I believed you and took you to help save people, but later I learned that they were the remnants of the Qingyun Gang, and they were bent on avenging Huo San, and they didn't care about anything else at all. It's all laid out by you! "Saying that the pistol is loaded, point it at the door of his head.
Shen Dashao had no emptiness, and he didn't avoid it, he looked at him brightly, his eyes were deep and gloomy, and there was some grief that was difficult to hide, "I won't do such a poisonous thing to my brother." ”
There was a slight sound from the person on the bed, and the two of them leaned over in unison, and their eyes were a lot calmer.
Ping Yan opened his eyes, surrounded by orange and yellow light light, rippling like water ripples, like a piece of sunset satin, at the end of the sunset, there should have been someone waiting for him. She was running towards the man in her dream, but somehow when she opened her eyes, there was nothing. Outside the house is the sound of rustling snow, like insects gnawing on leaves, soft and neat teeth grinding leaves, can not bite through at once, bite many times to bite off the leaf stem, her heart is like the leaf, has been polished by an unknown sharp weapon for a long time, painful, thin and fragile, she seems to be about to break into the end of one more breath.
"Are you thirsty or not?"
She heard a soft greeting, followed the voice, and only a vague outline could be seen through the clouds outside her eyes. He seemed to be closer again, and now she could faintly see his eyebrows, a little familiar, wasn't this the person who appeared in her dream? She burst into tears and shouted, "So you're still waiting for me here." ”
Shen Dashao was a little confused and looked at Mu Zicheng. Mu Zicheng sighed slightly, "The doctor said that he was too stimulated, and he would be delirious for a while, so he will slowly adjust to it first." ”