"Smack! Syllable! "The rain washed wildly over the North China Plain and washed away the filthy world. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Shen Lan stood quietly on top of the attic, looking into the distance. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and in the faint mist, a scholar ran forward with his hands on his head.

The rain soaked his clothes, and the scholar didn't have anything to keep out the rain, so he panicked. If an ordinary person goes through such a heavy rain, he will definitely get seriously ill. Shen Lan hesitated for a moment and rushed down with an umbrella.

"Childe, give you an umbrella!" She wanted him to come in to hide from the rain in the pouring rain, but there was a difference between men and women, so she had to hand the umbrella to the young man.

The scholar was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.

After handing over the oil-paper umbrella to the scholar, Shen Lan smiled faintly, and her originally depressed mood became cheerful.

As soon as she walked upstairs, a man suddenly rushed out from the side and grabbed her.

Shen Lan was shocked, and when she fixed her eyes, she saw that it was a strange man hugging her, and she instantly confused her mind and kept patting.

"Hehe, little beauty......" The man drooled, and unbuttoned Shen Lan's clothes with his hands and feet. Shen Lan turned her face just in time to see that the scholar had not gone far, and hurriedly shouted for help: "Childe, save me, save me." ”

In the heavy rain, the scholar raised his head and glanced at the attic, showed a casual smile, and turned to leave.

Shen Lan's heart was like ashes, and her originally hot eyes dimmed.

(PS: In order to prevent harmony, I will not describe the specific plot.) ）

After October, Shen Lan, who was pregnant unmarried, had a baby boy under her. The Shen family was shocked and asked Shen Lan what was going on.

Shen Lan cried and cried about what happened on that rainy day. Father Shen was furious and raised his long sword to slash at Shen Lan. Mother Shen wanted to stop it, but it was too late, so she could only watch Shen Lan being split in half. The angry Shen's father wanted to kill this "evil seed", but this time Shen's mother was prepared, picked up the child, and begged bitterly to keep the child.

The above is a story that Shen Shuang told me, which is completely different from the myths and legends I have heard since I was a child. Although the ending I heard when I was a child was not good, at least it was added with a mythological color, which was still acceptable.

But when I heard this story, my heart was uncomfortable.

"Alas!" I sighed and said, "I can't believe how such a sad story could have become what it is today." ”

Shen Shuang smiled faintly, looked at my eyes calmly and said, "Have you heard the allusion of a person who pierces the well?" A trumped-up lie can be told as a truth, not to mention that it is a shadowy thing? ”

Yes, Ma Dong said that "being misunderstood is the fate of the expressor. The spread of things requires the relay of countless expressions, whether intentional or not, each expression will be ambiguous, and slowly the version of the story will become unrecognizable.

The Shen family must have no shame to say anything about Shen Lan giving birth to a baby boy. But Shen Lan's death has become an established fact, so it is necessary to make up a story with mythological overtones. Maybe what he made up back then was just a lie about his daughter being picked up by the gods, but people always add more or less oil and vinegar to their expressions, and slowly become the current version.

The misunderstanding gradually turned into a misinterpretation, and then the story had nothing to do with them at all.

I recently heard that there is a new version of the story of the little white dragon visiting his mother. There is no plot of scaring the mother to death, and it has become a mother and son to keep one safe.

Time passes, and it's hard to imagine where this story will go in the spread of generations of expressors.

I nodded and looked into Shen Shuang's eyes, "What do you mean by this myth and legend when you tell me." ”

"I'm the offspring who gave birth to a baby boy!"

"What!" My eyes widened, though I was already a little skeptical when she told the story. But I don't know why, I always don't want to press such a tragic story on her.

Shen Shuang smiled bitterly and turned his head to look out the window, "Later, the baby boy grew up and began to have his own family. Suddenly, one day, an old man with gray hair found him......"

"Is that the man who raped his mother?"

"Hmm." Shen Shuang didn't reply, and continued: "That day, the old man told him that he had been hit by a strange poison, which was a poison brought out of his mother's womb, and no one could unravel it except him. ”

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops that were blown in by the wind fell on her face, and Shen Shuang was not affected in the slightest, not even blinking her eyes.

She calmly told me about his ancestors.

It turned out that what Shen Lan encountered that day was nothing more than a well-planned bureau. In the morning, they found an excuse to take Shen's father and Shen's mother away. The scholar running in the rain that Shen Shuang saw behind him was just to attract Shen Lan's attention, so that the violent man could come in from behind the wall.

I didn't expect Shen Lan to be so kind, and even took the initiative to send an umbrella to the scholar. It was even more unexpected, but it was a good thing for them.

And it was the [Blood Droplets] who orchestrated this game, they extracted a virus from a strange butterfly and injected their members into experiments.

It's a terrible virus, and it's painful to attack. But that's not the scariest thing, the most chilling thing is that it's a hereditary virus. It will live on with your descendants.

Shen Shuang's tone was flat, as if telling someone else's story.

"You...... You...... You...... You're saying you've got the virus too. "My teeth chattered up and down.

If what Shen Shuang said was the truth, I suddenly understood why Shen Shuang lied to me at that time. It's just that I still don't understand in my heart, why [Blood Drops] chose the Shen family. Don't? Don't? Could it be that Shen Shuang is also a [relict of the ancient city]?

The breeze blew Shen Shuang's hair up, and she looked into the distance and nodded: "Sometimes I can't help myself." ”

Suddenly, Shen Shuang turned his head, raised his hand, and said with a serious face: "I assure you, I have only lied to you once, and I have never done anything to be sorry for you. ”

Her eyes were clear, not like she was lying.

"Grandma's news is not what you told them."

Shen Shuang's expression froze, and tears flashed in her eyes: "I have known Grandma and Tiantian for much longer than you, if I had told the whistleblower a long time ago, why wait until then?" ”

Her voice was a little choked, and I couldn't help but soften my heart a little, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't doubt you." ”

Sometimes tears don't fall with doubts, but they flow quietly after a storm.

As soon as the words fell, Shen Shuang's tears were like pearls with broken threads, and she began to sobble quietly.

"Right...... Right...... I'm sorry. "I became a little overwhelmed, so I had to whisper to reassure me.

"Actually, what I said that day was deliberately confusing you." Shen Shuang wiped her tears and said, "And that my classmate was killed to seek revenge on Zhou Lei is my fictional story." ”

I smiled faintly: "Do you still want to tell me that Tiantian is not her sister, right?" ”

"How do you know?" Shen Shuang raised her head and stared at me, and suddenly she patted her forehead and said, "Being smart was mistaken by being smart, I was thinking about how to induce you at the time, but I didn't expect to leave so many loopholes." ”