Chapter 125: Tears Dripping from the Heart
Yumo stumbled home, her husband was already waiting for her impatiently. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoThis blind man can't see Yumo's figure, but he can feel everything about Yumo. He was able to slap every slap on Yumo with unmistakable accuracy.
"Where did you die again?"
"I'm going to the pond to wash the pot."
"Does it take that long to wash a medicine jar? You must have gone to find a wild man! "The blind man never delays his action. Before he could finish speaking, he grabbed Yumo's arm, and he slammed Yumo's head against the wall.
With a "bang", a stream of blood flowed down Yumo's forehead.
Feeling Yumo falling, the blind man let go of his hand.
"In the future, if you dare to go to the wild man again, I will kill you!" The blind man has been struggling with this wild man for so many years, and he has always believed that Yumo has a man in his heart. He couldn't see or touch this man, but it made him sleep, and this man took root in Yumo's heart. He's going to have to pull out this root!
Yumo fainted for a long time before waking up. Bleeding was commonplace, and as long as she could get up, she still had to serve the blind man.
Huiding waited anxiously outside the courtyard wall for Yumo to appear again, but he couldn't wait for Yumo's figure. He knew that Yumo must have been beaten again. He wanted to rush in and rescue his Yumo, but he knew that it was impossible to take Yumo away. Yumo is no longer the Yumo of the past.
An autumn rain fell, and Hui Ding stood in the rain and let the rain drip on his body. I couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, and it flowed wantonly on Huiding's face. This night, Hui Ding was waiting outside the courtyard wall in a daze. He must see Yumo, he must ask to understand, he wants to know if his Yumo will wander with him to the ends of the earth.
The autumn rain fell all night and finally stopped before the dawn of the Buddha. The figure in the corner of the courtyard wall also curled up all night. As soon as the sky was bright, as soon as the courtyard door was opened, the figure got up. Hui Ding saw Yumo, and Yumo finally appeared in front of him again.
Soaked in water, Huiding struggled to his feet. The rain-soaked robe was filthy and heavy. When Hui Ding walked to the courtyard gate, Yumo hadn't reacted yet, and when he saw that it was Zhenbao's brother, Yumo hesitated for a moment, turned around and closed the courtyard door tightly.
"Yumo!" The weak Huiding couldn't push open Yumo's closed door.
"You go! Go far! Yumo's voice in the door was cold. It was colder than the rain that hit me.
"Yumo! Are you really that ruthless? Have you forgotten everything we used to do? Hui Ding's heart was sinking a little bit.
"The farther you go, the better! I never want to see you again! Yumo's words pierced Huiding's heart like a sharp knife.
Inside the courtyard wall, Yumo gritted his teeth and let tears soak his eyes. She was afraid that if she said one more word, she would cry. She didn't dare to see her brother Zhenbao, she was afraid that she would lose her mind and follow her brother, and she was afraid that her child would never see her mother again. She's already ruthless. She would rather be blind and refocus her, only physical pain can make her completely forget the pain in her heart.
Hui Ding's tears flowed down his cheeks, he had never cried when he was so big. He never cried in the hardest and hardest days. Today he wants to cry happily, he wants to drain all the tears that he will shed in this life.
Tears flowed down his cheeks, drop by drop, to his heart.