Chapter 964: The Little Yellow Essay I Wrote Has Come True (91)
Test head Feng Hongyin's throat is dry.
He slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, trying to speak to her.
"Yunmei, I'm not Mama Xu, I'm Feng Hongyin." His voice slowed, as if he was afraid of scaring her: "I know I'm wrong, don't be afraid, I'...... I'll never ask anyone to lift a finger of you again. ”
The man cowering at the foot of the bed didn't know whether he heard or not, and he was still trembling.
Feng Hongyin slowly stretched out his hand: "You're not in good health, come and ......."
As soon as his hand reached out, the person beside the bed screamed as if he had seen a natural enemy, and waved his hands wildly, refusing to let him touch him.
No matter what Feng Hongyin said, she was terrified.
The injuries on her body were countless, large and small, some of them were brought out in the dungeon of the palace, and some were beaten out after being sent away by Mingrou.
Seeing that the injuries on her body showed signs of cracking, Feng Hongyin dared to continue to force her, so she could only take two steps back and dare not touch her again.
"Okay, okay, I won't touch you, I won't touch you......" He turned pale: "Don't be afraid, I won't touch you." ”
Hearing him say this, the struggling man slowly calmed down.
Feng Hongyin's eyes were sour, and his chest hurt all over when he breathed.
He went to the door and called the maid who was waiting outside the door to come in.
The maid came in and changed the dressing for her, and she was motionless, well-behaved like a child.
But as soon as he got closer, she stepped back in terror.
Feng Hongyin couldn't stay in the room, and after walking out of the door, he covered his eyes and leaned against the wall.
She...... I really hate him and am very afraid of him.
It was he who sent her to the dungeon with his own hands.
It was he who destroyed her with his own hands.
Feng Hongyin has never hated himself so much as he does now.
How ruthless was he in the first place to push her into the abyss?
There are five months to go......
He originally wanted to be good to her for the rest of his life.
The maid in the house quickly changed her medicine and walked out.
Feng Hongyin wiped the tears from his eyes and walked in.
Because he wasn't in the room, she looked a lot calmer.
Seeing him approaching at this time, she immediately shrank into a ball vigilantly.
Feng Hongyin paused and sat down at the desk far away from her.
He thought for a moment, picked up the book on the table, and smiled reluctantly.
"Do you remember this book "Thousand Autumn Words"? At that time, I saw you for the first time, and I saw this book on your desk, and I thought it was very interesting, so I went to the bookstore and bought it......"
He slowly recounted everything that had happened, hoping that she would remember something.
But the man on the bed didn't say a word, just hugged himself like a child, shrunk in the corner, and looked at him with blank eyes.
Those eyes are no longer as smart as streamers, full of bright moonlight.
Feng Hongyin's voice paused, but as if he didn't see her, he still slowly talked to her about poetry and told her about the past.
Back then, some people paused at a glance, and time stopped on him from then on.
At that time, even though she knew that she was very different from him, she still liked him.
It's like a moth to a fire, but you don't know it.
At that time, the wind was warm, and the snow did not feel cold in winter.
But now, no matter what Feng Hongyin said, she just looked at him blankly, as if she understood, and as if she didn't understand anything.
For several days, Feng Hongyin would sit at his desk with a book.
He played the saint and exposed Lu Sixian's ugly deeds, and the saint was furious and sent Lu Sixian to prison. Test the tail