Chapter 46: The Rainstorm

She was like a fawn, rubbing her head in his arms, crying and laughing, but she couldn't stop the commotion.

She pressed the tips of her teeth against the flesh of his shoulder, leaving a neat row of tooth marks, and watched them fade little by little.

Although Cangma's body was numb, he felt that the emptiness in his heart was being filled little by little, and he needed a woman to accompany him and melt his temperature.

She was like a child, having had enough of playing and making enough trouble, and she was tired.

Pressed close to him, he raised his head, put the tip of his nose against his chin, and said angrily, "You know what, you're going to die." ”

He doesn't speak.

She was a little scared, and hurriedly said: "I lied to you, it was the poison of daffodils, and the poison does not kill people." ”

She looked into his eyes with a wicked smile, but he still didn't speak, and his heart was furious.

"I want you. He said suddenly, frightened and overwhelmed.

"You're so bad!" she punched Cangma in the chest, but stopped when she reached the middle of her empty hand, "I won't hit you again, I'll listen to you in the future, okay." ”

He suddenly smiled, and the sun was like a dream, and even the glaciers dissolved.

"I have an antidote. She deftly flipped to her feet and tiptoed lightly, "I thought you would ...... I'll give you a ......" she pulled out a vial from under her pillow, "Do you dare to eat it?"

"What happens if you eat it?"

"You'll know if you eat it. She smiled very meaningfully, "Then when will you use your eight-lift sedan chair to marry me?"

"A year later. ”

"For ......," she tried to ask why, but she didn't, she felt she should have listened to him, "I'll wait for you." ”

"I'm going to find a child, he is my son, ten years old this year named Xiao Tianju. ”

How could the man on the roof keep his composure when he heard this?

Boom, if it weren't for a thunderclap that happened to cover the sound of the tiles rolling, I really don't know what would have happened next.

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom

A thunderclap overshadowed it. Xiao Qingxuan's brain was blank, she couldn't believe it, she couldn't imagine that the woman in Cangma's heart was actually her sister-in-law! What's even more terrifying was that Xiao Tianju turned out to be his son!

What should she do? Her brother Xiao Chengfeng, her father Xiao Yuanhe...... All of this has to be messed up...... She didn't dare to think about it, and the more she thought about it, the more terrifying she felt.

Is she going to keep this secret? Then she has to kill Cangma now, but can she do it? Is she going to kill this woman with her?

Boom Boom –

Thunder was roaring, lightning flashing its teeth.

Xiao Qingxuan hesitated, hesitating so much that she thought that she couldn't hesitate anymore, she had to do it now! Otherwise, if she dragged it on, she would only hesitate even more!

At this time, I heard Liao Xiaoyun ask, "What will you do after you find him?"

"I'm going to send him back, to her, as if he had nothing to do with me in the future, as long as the family can live in peace. ”

His words made Xiao Qingxuan hesitate again, but immediately, she thought again, this matter doesn't need him to do, I still have to kill him.

"Can you find him?"

"I'm the only one in the world who can find him. ”

This sentence once again suppressed Xiao Qingxuan's desire to kill, Cangma didn't know that someone wanted to kill him now, so he said this sentence at this time not to protect himself, but because he really knew the secret behind this matter. If he is really Xiao Tianju's biological father, then he naturally knows the secret of Xiao Tianju.

thought of the events of that day, and thought of what Ji Wanying told her to do...... She can't kill Cangma, but she has to follow him, and if she looks at him every day, she'll go crazy. Heaven is ruthless, and it can torture people like this, teaching people to be miserable.

She was soaking wet, and all that day came down was her tears.

It was the dripping rain that made the sky weary and tired. Poor are the unspeakable!

The howling wind died in whimpering and sighing. What kind of shadow is it chasing in the roadless fields?

Boom Boom –

The night is as desperate as a blind man's eyes. Poor are the unspeakable!

It was the dripping rain that made the sky weary and tired. Poor are the unspeakable!

The howling wind died in whimpering and sighing. What kind of shadow is it chasing in the roadless fields?

I thought that there would be no more miserable person in this world than Cangma, but now there is one more, in a lonely corner that no one will ever know or notice.

The house is warm, a pair of lovers will eventually become married, and there is nothing happier in the world than this.

"Will you find him in a year?"

"Whether you find it or not, I will definitely come to marry you!"

Liao Xiaoyun didn't speak, she lowered her head and snickered.

"What I've said, it's never going to change. ”

"I know. ”

"What medicine did you give me?"

"Tiger bones aphrodisiac. She giggled, "Only this medicine can relieve your pain." ”

He didn't speak, because he was kissing her, and in the thunder, in the sound of the torrential rain, the most instinctive wildness that a man had accumulated for ten years was all vented at this moment.

She did her best to give the most fiery response she could, in order to get him the fullest satisfaction. At the same time, he also tasted the pain, sorrow, and sorrow he had tasted...... And everything else.

The two loneliness that two people have been suffering for many years are tightly entangled, just like two rivers that they didn't want to pass in the ocean, forming a whirlpool as a matter of course, which is satisfaction and luck.

Xiao Qingxuan really didn't want to see this scene, but her eyes couldn't be closed.

(It was a locked window in the heart door, and it couldn't be closed by the cold wind...... )

The torrential rain can't wash away the unwillingness in her heart, and the cold wind can't blow away her sorrow, but it can only give her the cold that penetrates her bone marrow.

It was the dripping rain that made the sky weary and tired. Poor are the unspeakable!

The howling wind died in whimpering and sighing. What kind of shadow is it chasing in the roadless fields?

In the dim candlelight, the two went out to dress each other.

"This is the token that the woman left you. Liao Xiaoyun's fingertips pinched the sachet that was once cherished by Cangma as a life, and it contained the woman's hair.

"Yes, but it doesn't mean anything to me anymore. ”

She smiled lightly, "Then you better keep it." Then she took the opportunity to look at Cangma, and women are always like this, and like to say something insincere.

"It's tiring to carry with me, so I still want to throw it away. ”

"Really?"

"Really. ”

"And I'll help you throw it away?"

"It's better to throw it away. ”

She pushed open the window, and the rain came in in an instant, and she didn't mind, and threw the sachet far away with all her strength, and no one knew where it would be swept away by the wind and rain in the night.

Liao Xiaoyun closed the window with satisfaction, "I'm so cold." ”

She looked at him and said, "Hold me tight, tonight." ”

But she wasn't the only one who was cold, the sachet was caught by a pale and delicate arm, Xiao Qingxuan didn't know why she was doing this, she just couldn't help but want to do it. The sachet contained someone else's story, a story that should have ended, but now she let the story continue.

It's a sad story.

Whoever gets this sachet is equivalent to getting endless pain, she knows that it is pain, but she refuses to let go.

And why? What's the trouble with that?

She held the sachet tightly and pressed it to her chest, obviously not giving her any warmth. What is she embracing, embracing an unattainable dream, a past that cannot be abandoned?

The rain was heavier, hitting people in the face like knives and piercing their hearts.

Later in the night, the inn welcomed a dejected guest, soaking wet and with heavy steps, leaving a large puddle of water with every step.

He sat in the corner and didn't want anything but wine.

He drank bowl after bowl, and when he was tired, he lay down on the table and continued to drink, as if he would never get drunk, but as if he had already been drunk.

People who drank like this were shocked, but no one persuaded him. The Huadiao Inn has been open for so many years, and it is not unheard of such a guest, as long as he has paid enough, there is no reason for the shopkeeper not to give him wine.

Even if he drank to death, he could never be persuaded to persuade an alcoholic not to drink, wouldn't that be looking for a fight.

Sad people don't need snacks to drink, he plays with the sachet in his hand, and every time he looks at it, he takes a sip of wine. There seemed to be a magical power on the sachet that made him laugh and kept him from pouring.

It's just that he looks like a person, like a horse in a certain period of time.

He didn't go back to his room to rest all night.

At dawn, Cangma came down the stairs, and he looked much younger and full of energy. Yes, he combed his hair today, and it was neatly combed, he hadn't combed his hair in a long time, no wonder he looked so radiant. Needless to say, he must have had a very happy night last night.

He stretched his muscles comfortably, and when he saw the shopkeeper, he smiled and nodded at him. He sat down at a random table and asked for a pot of hot tea, which is usually the time to drink, but I heard that drinking tea is good for the body.

The tea is fragrant and warms up when you drink it.

The rain is still falling, and the weather should be getting colder from now on, well, why does everything look so pleasant.

Not long after he sat down, Shen Fang and Qin Shaochong also walked down the stairs one after another.

Everyone smiled at him, and didn't speak, laughing was a joke between men, and not speaking out of respect for Cangma, who was the oldest among them, and could almost be regarded as their uncle.

In the face of everyone's smiles, Cangma didn't hide anything at all, and he didn't blush because of it, he was very happy.

"I'm getting married. As soon as he said this, everyone was surprised.

Even the person sitting in the corner was awakened by his words, but he didn't raise his head, the wine jar in his hand had already dried up, and he said loudly: "Little Er, bring the wine." ”

Everyone glanced in his direction, then withdrew their gaze and continued to listen to Cangma's speech.

"Today next year. Cangma held the teacup and said, "I don't think a year is too long, so I can't help but want to tell everyone." ”

Shen Fang asked, "What about you in the future?"