"Coffin, it's really you, how could you save me, how did you find my ......" Jiu Li's eyes rolled with tears, and his voice was hoarse.

Over the years, she thought that the beggar had died a long time ago and was no longer in this world, but she never thought that she would still see him and be saved by him.

"You take care of your injuries first, and when your injuries are healed, I'll tell you slowly."

"Coffin...... Where have you been all these years, do you know that Grandma is dead, Abba is also dead, and Abba is still thinking about you when he dies......"

"I know, Jiuli, I know everything."

Jiuli whimpered and cried, but she was so hurt that she cried and cried and fell asleep again.

Standing beside Jiuli's bed, looking at the mottled wounds on her body, her memory seemed to have been suddenly torn apart, and he returned to those times he didn't want to think about again.

He was a coffin, she was the daughter of the poorest smoker on the border, he was humiliated and abused, and she was starved since she was a child.

In those days when he wandered around and had to fight with wild dogs for food and clothing, the young Jiuli and her aunt and father gave him the meager care of this coffin, and that meager care was already done for Jiuli's family.

He still remembers that the first steamed bun he ate, the first bite of hot rice, was made for him by Jiuli's aunt and father.

The coffin in tattered clothes, cowered under the miserable wind and rain, fluttering by the stove in the wooden house, holding the bowl of hot porridge, how it swallowed with tears in one bite at a time, he still remembers it clearly.

Little Jiuli held the hard-boiled egg, swallowed saliva greedily, and still stuffed it into his arms.

The burning red stove, reflecting the simple and honest smiling faces of Jiuli Aunts and Abba, is undoubtedly the most unforgettable warmth in life for the regretful life that has suffered from the warmth and coldness of the world.

Later, he was displaced, and the Jiuli family's tobacco land was also robbed, and the family had to leave their hometown to join relatives, and since then, he has never seen them again.

After a few more years, he came to the young master's side, gradually gained a firm foothold, and went to look for it several times in private, but the last thing he saw was only the grave of her father and aunt, and Jiuli had no news, and he tried every possible way to inquire about the news, which also said that she died of a sudden illness early.

Unfortunately, he didn't expect to meet Jiu Li when he went out last night, and when he heard someone shouting this name, Jiu Li was hung on a wooden frame and was almost beaten to death.

In a fit of rage, he personally shot and killed those who had beaten Jiuli, bringing her back from her dying.

Jiuli's Abba and Auntie are gone, and in the future, he will take care of Jiuli like a sister, so that she can live a good life, so that Grandma and Abba can rest assured under Jiuquan.

Regret Sheng asked the maid to guard Jiuli, she was seriously injured, and she was afraid that it would burn up in the middle of the night, so she instructed the maid to take care of it, and Regret Sheng left Jiuli's room.

As soon as I went out, I suddenly heard a slight movement from downstairs.

Regret Sheng walked downstairs and saw Wushuang casually putting on pajamas, his hair was messy and tied with balls, and he was getting milk from the refrigerator.

"Wushuang?" Regret Sheng called lightly and walked over, seeing that she had a faint dark blue under her eyes, she still couldn't help but ask with concern: "Why haven't you slept so late?" Hungry isn't it ......"

Wushuang took out the milk and poured herself a glass, because she was seriously cold, and she couldn't be greedy for cold in the hot weather, so she went to the microwave for half a minute.

Then, pouring the heated milk into the glass again, Wushuang took a sip of the milk while holding the cup, and walked directly over the regret to the stairs.

She ignored him, didn't look at him, and never even the corner of her eye fell on him, as if he were just air.

Regret Sheng stepped forward and stood in front of Wushuang.

Wushuang stared at the glass in his hand, slowly moved a step to the side, and continued to walk up the stairs.

Regret Sheng directly held her thin shoulder: "Wushuang, what's wrong with you......"

Wushuang didn't know where his anger came from, and he didn't know why the whole person suddenly broke out, the glass in his hand slammed on the ground, and at the same time as the milk splashed, the fragments of the glass also crossed the calves and feet of Wushuang **, and blood gushed out when he was in the air.

Regret's face changed immediately, he squatted down busily, and gently held Wushuang's ankle: "Don't move, the ground is full of debris, don't cut ...... again"

Before his words fell, Wushuang pushed him away: "Don't worry about it!" ”

It's a pity that she was pushed like this coldly, her squatting body was not stable, and her hands were subconsciously supported on the ground, so that she didn't fall.

It's just that when the palm of the hand fell, it happened to press on the glass shard, and the shard pierced through the flesh, and there was a sharp pain in the heart.

Regret Sheng let out a low moan, and Wushuang's turning movement condensed slightly, but after all, he gritted his teeth and stepped up the stairs.

There was no movement behind him, and the voice-activated lights were dimmed, and between heaven and earth, it seemed that she was the only one left.

She didn't understand why she suddenly had such a big temper, although she was pampered since she was a child, she had to be upbringing.

Even in front of parents, such an act of smashing things and smashing cups is never allowed.

But her emotions suddenly got out of control just now.

Wushuang felt like she was walking on a pitch-black and shaky ropeway suspended above the abyss, she obviously shouldn't have gone any further, she should have turned back.

But she couldn't stop, she was watching herself go to the abyss.

She didn't want to do this, what did it matter to her, she should be happy, shouldn't she?

Maybe it's just the vanity of a young girl, maybe it's just that he can't accept it for a while, he is still saying that he likes her one moment, but the next moment he starts to be nice to others so quickly.

Wushuang's nose is a little sour, she hates regrets, she hates men like him!

Wushuang returned to the room, closed the door and sat directly on the floor.

It had been quiet downstairs, but Wushuang's ears had been echoing with Fang Caisheng's low moan.

She was angry at that moment, and the force that pushed him was so great that his hand pressed against the glass ballast, it must have hurt.

Wushuang looked at the thin blood mark on his calf, and his eyes gradually froze.

After a while, someone knocked lightly on the door outside: "Miss Wushuang, have you slept?" If you haven't slept, can you come down? ”

It was Ah Zuo's voice, which came in a hurry.

Wushuang's heart beat violently: "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Miss Wushuang, it's the young master, the young master, there's something wrong with him......"

Wushuang suddenly stood up, turned around and opened the door: "What's wrong with him?" ”

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Is Musou jealous? I think so...... What do you think, o (n_n)o, continue to ask for a monthly pass, lalalala