Ning Xidrunk not only has a warm temperament like jade, but even his appearance and figure are almost flawless, and he never thought that he would have any flaws or ugliness, but what she saw in front of her made her completely overturn her previous impressions.

From the right shoulder to the left ribs, a slender scar stretches across the solid chest, disturbing the perfect abruptness of the fair skin.

Time seemed to stop, and the room was quiet, although Su Buqi was standing at the door, none of the three of them chose to open their mouths to break the silence. After a long time, the sacrifice let go, but it was impossible to restore the torn placket to its original state, just like that scar, even if anyone's heart was annihilated by remorse, it was still ruthlessly engraved on Ning Xidrunk's body, and it would never change a single bit for anyone.

"Why did you lie to me?" The low murmur was weak, and the priest lowered his head, his clenched fists hanging at his sides, and two large tears fell to the ground from his invisible face. Tears can always arouse the weak side of people, and sacrifice is no exception, after the tears can't stop pouring out, all the strong and stubborn also collapsed, and even the voice was full of excitement and trembling: "Master said that the little brother is dead, isn't it? Why did you join forces to lie to me? For so many years, I have always thought that my little brother was dead, and I always thought that I had killed my little brother, doesn't Master know this kind of feeling? Why are you lying to me for so long?! ”

The sharp question pointed directly at Su Buqi, and Su Buqi replied in silence, without explaining at all, but preferring to get drunk and slow to tie his clothes, and raised his hand to wipe away the continuous tears on his face: "Who told you that I was dead?" Just think about it, the memories of the four years you lost. ”

The tremor spread throughout his body, and he clutched his head in pain, fragments of his memories slicing his heart one after another.

No, it wasn't the master who first told her, and the little brother's death was not known only a few years ago, but even more years ago, so far away that her memories were blurred and her old memories were yellow.

- Little brother? What about the little brother?

- He's fine, he's just injured.

- Liar! You liar! The little brother won't move, and he doesn't want me like A-Niang! It's me who keeps my little brother from moving!

Whose stubbornness blinded her eyes and made her stubbornly think that the gentle little brother was dead? Who was crying hoarsely and pretending not to see the boy at A-Niang's grave? Because she waved a dagger at him, because she hurt him, she was saddled with sin and became a bad child who hurt good people, such a child......

Such a child, it would be good to disappear.

On that day, the little girl who lost her mother erased her own existence, desperately pressed the non-existent sin on her shoulders, and wandered in chaos for four years from that day until she sealed away her true self, the only light in her heart, and she could not forgive herself for this sin.

It was so absurd to finally piece together the complete memory, and the priest squatted on the ground with his shoulders crossed, crying silently.

"Are you satisfied?" The cold words were indifferent and ruthless, and Su Buqi, who had not said a word for a long time, glanced at Ning Xidrunk coldly, stepped forward and bent over to hold the sacrificial wrist, "Sacrificial, let's go home." ”

Seeing that the powerless sacrifice was dragged up by Su Buqi, he would rather be drunk with pale eyebrows and frown, rather than thinking that the difference in strength between himself and the other party was like a world apart, so he unexpectedly opened Su Buqi's hand and pulled the sacrifice in front of him.

Then delicate and gentle, like a gentle wind.

"Your life has just begun, sacrifice, this is the real you, the sacrifice I like."

Whether it's sin or wrong, innocence and ignorance are not all she has, only by reintegrating with the lost four years, she is the only one in the world, the flawless beauty that belongs to him.

He will tolerate all of her.

The magnetic voice was low and soft, but it was not as warm as a warm embrace, and when the tears on his cheeks were pecked away by his warm lips, he suddenly woke up, and looked around in a panic, and there was no longer a figure of Su Buqi around, only Ning Xi's chest was warm, and his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, so his mood strangely calmed down, or rather, because of his unique gentleness, all panic was eliminated.

"The scar was left by me to the lord!" Sobbing, his voice as thin as a mosquito.

"Well, the first gift I gave and the first person to give me a gift, so I should simply take it as a token of love."

"Doesn't the Lord blame me? You're helping me, but I'm ...... like that."

"Did you do anything to me, it's just a scar and some more men's proof." Ning Xidrunk chuckled, and when he hugged the sacrifice, he still had that lazy smile on his face, "Because of the sacrifice, I realized for the first time what kind of responsibility I shouldered, and for the first time I thought about who I should protect." It's a pity that I was too weak to save anyone at that time, so you had to watch my mother die tragically, I'm sorry. ”

As the king of these suffering people, a lonely remnant and a people who have been oppressed in troubled times, is he blaming himself for his own powerlessness? The sacrifice buried his face in Ning Xi's drunken chest, half gloomy, half expectation: "Did the lord let the master take me in because of this?" It wasn't the lord's fault, it wasn't the little brother's fault, it was my fault...... So the Lord doesn't have to comfort me, I know, I understand, and I won't run away from it anymore. ”

How timid and sensitive she used to be, that night she clearly saw the narrow scar under his middle coat, in order to escape, in order not to think of the painful thing she regretted the most, she chose to run away and forget without hesitation. Now that I think about it, it was just a game he set up, right? I want her to face the past bravely and remember the memories that have been hidden, so there are fallen clothes, fallen screens, and his messy clothes, which look ambiguous but have deep meanings.

That scar was full of her remorse.

Xiao Xiaoxiao couldn't hide the pair of blue sharp eyes, and as soon as he lowered his eyebrows and eyelashes, he just showed a look of loss, and the little face of the sacrifice was gently pulled up by Ning Xidrunk, and his slender fingers scraped the tip of his nose: "If you don't think about it, you will ruin yourself." I have heard you crying in nightmares several times at night, and the seizures are becoming more and more frequent, and I have always left Mo Nan recently, one is to find his sweetheart, and the other is to find a famous doctor to ask if there is any medicine that can suppress your nightmares. Fortunately, my sacrifice has finally grown up, and although I still have the heart of a child for half a moment, I am stronger than before in my bones. ”

There was a slight coolness between the foreheads, and he would rather be drunk and hug his little body, picking his lips and smiling endlessly gently.

"Speaking of which, I would like to thank the sacrifice, it is cruel to force you to remember terrible things, if the sacrifice returns to its original appearance because of this, he will definitely take the sword and poke hundreds of holes in my body, he feels very sorry for your little apprentice." Deliberately pondered for a moment, approached with a light smile on his face, and dropped a light kiss on his slightly red face, "As a thank you gift, is it okay to give the sacrifice a privilege?" ”

"Huh? Ay?! Tete-perks? ”

What I saw in my eyes was still a clear smile, three points of banter, and seven points of seriousness.

"Don't call me little brother in the future, at this age, being an old brother is almost the same. The title of the lord is not good, it is very annoying to be called like this every day, and it is easy to lose his life. As...... Now, the privilege of the sacrifice, don't call me lord in the future, change it to 'husband', okay? ”