silent

Silence.

Erupting in silence! A fire burned in her heart.

"I haven't done it, what do I admit? Speak with a reason. Ziwei was silent for a while and finally understood, Shui Zhihan was denouncing the original Ziwei's sin, but it was not her fault, it was God's fault who tricked her, caught her in another world, and paid for her sins for Ziwei.

Separated from her beloved boyfriend, who knows this lovesickness? Who is to blame for this?

She has a hard time, she is psychologically uncomfortable, and she defends herself aggrievedly. ，

"Have you really forgotten what you did? I have never seen such a shameless woman as you, who has done it without admitting it" Shui Zhihan bullied her in front of her, forcing her to retreat to the window and look at it by the moonlight.

The moonlight shone on her face, a pair of big clear eyes were covered with a layer of mist, long eyelashes like butterflies fluttered, and a stream of aggrieved tears rolled out of her eyes, and her mouth was deflated, and a pitiful look of crying to you if you wronged me again made a trace of doubt flash in the depths of his pupils.

"Is this still the brutal, willful, domineering, vicious little woman he has ever seen?" A touch of confusion hit his heart, and he slowly lowered his head, wanting to further see her performance of wanting to capture and indulge.

Ziwei took a step back aggrievedly.

Ziwei was shocked by his scrutinizing gaze and wanted to escape from the shackles, if he found out that she was not the original Ziwei, and told the prince, no parent will allow others to occupy their children's bodies, with Ziwei's status in the prince's mind, if she is not beaten to death, she will also be tortured and peeled, where can she find her way home and reunite with her family when she dies?

The cold air emitted by the thousand-year-old iceberg surrounded Ziwei, and she desperately wanted to push away the restraints of these powerful hands and escape from the oppressive atmosphere that suffocated her, and the iceberg in front of her was something she couldn't shake.

She was so anxious that she disturbed the back of his hand with her sharp nails, scratching out blood marks on the back of her hand, a pair of small feet stepped on his feet hard, he didn't move at all, the cold air around her became heavier and heavier, she roared angrily and anxiously: "Whether you believe it or not, I still say a word, I haven't done it, don't wronged a good person." ”

"You are a good person, there will be no evil people in the world, I don't know what the boundary between good people and evil people is, you tell me?" Shui Zhi sneered at him with cold eyes and disdain. looked at a little face crying flowers, and there was happiness in his eyes that couldn't be hidden.

"That's not me... Let me go. That's not me。。。。。。 Let go of me, woo。。。。。。。! Ziwei cowered by the wall, unable to argue.

"Let her go, don't hurt her!" Suddenly, her body fell into a warm embrace, Hunt Qi pushed him away with a palm, and used his skill to free him from the confinement, hugged her tightly, suddenly jumped up from the ground, floated back a few steps, and got rid of Shui Zhihan's oppressive momentum.

Shui Zhihan raised his eyebrows, followed closely, and scolded angrily: "You obviously know that she is a vicious woman, why do you always oppose me and defend her." ”

"I haven't done anything bad, that's not me." Ziwei choked.

"I know. Don't be afraid, there is me. Hunt Qi coaxed softly, her warm eyes melted into the bright pupils of dependence like water, Ziwei's nose was sour, and tears welled up: "Thank you!" He buried his head in his broad chest, as if he had found a respite, and tugged at the hem of his shirt in fear of letting go.

Hunt Qi Junru's cheeks were stained with pity: "Don't hurt her." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left, the warm wind blowing his thin white robe, which wrapped around her hair and rippled in the wind on her side.

The night breeze quietly sneaked into the firewood room, blowing the tattered window paper rattling, and the figure of Shui Zhi Han stood under the dilapidated window wrapped in frost, staring at the distant figure for a long time.

The next day, the door of the dilapidated firewood house was locked, and the family disappeared.

Shui Zhihan has been sitting and practicing with his eyes closed, and it was only in the evening of the next day that he slowly opened his eyes, stretched his waist, moved his numb legs, looked up at the window, and the sides of a remote path leading to the courtyard were quiet, there was no figure, only a few fireflies flying in the weeds, and the cicadas that were unwilling to be lonely in the world were singing, accompanied by a lonely heart.

He leaned against the wall, leaned against the window, stepped on a slippery thing under his feet, and looked down to find it, and in the corner of the wall were the scattered roast chicken and four steamed buns that had been smashed by the volcanic eruption yesterday. The food aroused a very strong desire, and the stomach rumbled incessantly, and the mouth watered. He closed his eyes and suppressed the surging desire.

"That woman has such a good heart, she sent him food, obviously to see if he is dead, if he is not dead, he will not send food today, wait and see!" Death by starvation is a small matter, a loss of festival is a big matter, and you can't be a spineless person. A vague figure flashed in his heart, the only belief he had to live in this body. Where are you telling me?

If it weren't for Hunt Qi protecting that evil girl yesterday, I had to take revenge on her yesterday, I really don't understand why Hunt Qi guarded her so much, for fear that she would be wronged a little, is he a greedy villain. He cursed hatefully, and there he was alone. kicked the chicken into the firewood,

The night has slowly sunk, and Shui Zhihan, who has not eaten a drop of water for a day, gradually calmed down at this time, returned to a normal state of mind, and remembered the master's words: "Apprentice, this set of internal strength and mental methods must be practiced well, and it can protect the heart and help you survive the disaster at a critical time." ”

He put his hands behind his back and was about to turn around and practice the Inner Strength Method, when suddenly his ears twitched, and the faint sound of footsteps came from the silent night.

Sharp eyes keenly noticed that a small figure probed into the brain, draped in silver-white moonlight, along the corner of the wall, sneaked under the window, a pair of slightly dark hands raised the food box to the window, turned around and ran away.

The fragrance of food in the food box wafted in and stuffed the entire tip of his nose, and in an instant it shattered the entanglement just now, and the unknown ice in his heart collapsed, and his cold eyes were dyed with a hazy silver light by the moonlight that slanted on his cheeks.

Two pigtails flicked behind him, and he blurted out: "Stop, how are you,"

The small figure was bent on the waist and stood under the window with his head shut, "Childe, the slave is afraid that Childe will be hungry, so she will send the food box over." ”

Shui Zhi's heart moved: No, Xiaomei is the most afraid of death, and never dares to disobey the prince, I am afraid that there are other reasons here, he said coldly: "To be honest." ”

Xiaomei shuddered and hesitated: "Childe, it was the county lord who asked me to deliver the food box to Childe." ”

He had a cold face, and his thin lips opened slightly: "Why?" ”

"The county lord doesn't want me to tell Childe, don't say that I said it. The county lord came back last night with a little cough, and was about to send a food box to his son just now, but the county lord shouted a headache, so I didn't want the county lord to come, and asked the county lord to go back to rest, and the county lord told me to quietly put the food box on the windowsill and go back. Xiaomei said cautiously, while Shui Zhihan was in deep thought, she quietly retreated, and when she couldn't see a piece of ice that had not melted for thousands of years, she ran away with her pigtails.

Shui Zhi stood under the window in a daze, staring at the shadow of the crape myrtle tree moving with the movement of the moonlight.