When it gets ugly, the night becomes darker and darker.
The scattered dark clouds in the sky quietly gathered together again, and a gentle drizzle fell.
In the small attic where Sikong Tong belonged, Lu Feng, with a strong sense of drunkenness, lay peacefully on Sikong Tong's couch.
There was a thick and soft quilt under her body, embroidered with elegant and elegant flowers, and there was still a faint fragrance that originated from Sikong Tong's body.
Sikong Tong ordered Xiao Shu to fetch a basin of hot water, carefully wet his towel, and gently helped Lu Feng wipe it.
Ge Shu looked at such a tender scene, with a sweet smile on her lips. The moment she exited the room, she also covered a few lighting jade stones in the room, making the room dim and a little brighter.
A sense of ambiguity.
Taking advantage of the situation, he also closed the door. Huhu looked as if he wanted to use a lock to lock the two of them.
Sikong Tong was aware of Ge Shu's 'assist', but he didn't go too far. When he looked at Lu Feng, he still felt more complicated and melancholy.
cough……
Sikong Tong sighed softly, as if he was lamenting his fate.
He leaned closer and lowered his slender waist.
His slender white fingers gently held the wet towel and gently touched Lu Feng's face.
Even though he was drunk and unconscious, Lu Feng's angular face was still frowning, full of exhaustion and haggard.
Seeing this, Sikong Tong couldn't help but feel soft and heartbroken.
Along with wiping.
Lu Feng's eyebrows gradually relaxed and opened, as if he felt the tenderness coming from Sikongtong's fingertips, and gradually let go of the tight feeling.
Sikong Tong could clearly feel Lu Feng's heavy breathing gradually calming down, and his expression became a little softer.
After a long time, although the wine stains on Lu Feng's face had been wiped clean, Sikong Tong's hands were still frozen in mid-step.
Lu Feng's delicate facial features that undulated slightly with his breath seemed to have mysterious magic power, and she couldn't help but take a second look.
The eyes are charming and tender as water.
The rain was still falling outside the small wooden window of the attic, pattering down on the eaves, and the ticking sound echoed inside the house, bringing a sense of solitude and tranquility.
It also made Sikong Tong suddenly sentimental, and the sadness in his heart and memories of the past spread with the rain.
"What on earth should I do?"
Sikong Tong's eyes gradually became moist as he looked at Lu Feng's familiar yet unfamiliar face, the face that appeared again and again in his dreams.
"How wonderful it would be if you didn't know Xue'er."
Sikong Tong whispered softly, and then whispered again: "If I hadn't met you in Guanju City that day, I wouldn't have known about your relationship with Xue'er..."
"Maybe we..."
Then I thought about my destiny, how could there be so many possibilities...
Only endless sorrow and sighs remain.
Sikong Tong sat sadly on the edge of the bed, her slender and graceful legs stretched out and intertwined together, her small toes slightly raised, swaying slightly like a dragonfly, just like her hesitant and melancholy heart.
The slender and beautiful leg curves and the small and delicate toes echo each other, just like the willows rippled by the wind on the water, creating a coveted and graceful beauty.
The rain outside the window became heavier and heavier, so heavy that one could hear its roar. The raindrops hit the eaves and windows, as if they were questioning the good, evil, beauty and ugliness in her heart, pushing her hesitation to the extreme.
.
Sikong Tong looked at Lu Feng with heavy and troubled eyes.
It's hard to hide the deep affection in his eyes.
She didn't know why this feeling had become so deep into her bones that she couldn't extricate herself.
Maybe it was the moment when I found out I was pregnant with the baby...
Aroused the selfish side of my heart, thinking about giving my children a healthy home.
Or perhaps the seeds had already fallen from the moment we parted ways in the Dongyuan Mountains, and they would gradually sprout in the days of lovesickness.
Or...
A friendship was quietly born from repeated contacts.
Perhaps it originated from the charm of the Gui Teng Cave in Jian Chi's Tomb...
It started from the care entrusted to me by my father before he died, and the peace of mind brought by Lu Feng's words, 'I won't let anyone hurt you!'
When Lu Kui was chasing her, Lu Feng stood up to protect her. In order to save her, he jumped into the Mingxu Pond at the risk of his life...
All these experiences of sharing weal and woe, and the love of life and death protection, in a storybook, it would definitely be the ending of love between a couple of gods and immortals.
However, the reality seemed to be a big joke on her.
Hesitant, confused, at a loss, all kinds of emotions came to my mind.
A stream of clear tears slid down Sikong Tong's beautiful cheeks and dripped on the back of Lu Feng's hands.
"Should I not be tempted..."
"Then it won't be as uncomfortable as it is now."
"I don't even have the courage to tell you these words when you are awake."
The reddish and moist red phoenix eyes are crystal clear, like two clear springs, full of charm and unparalleled beauty.
It seems that I can see through all the situations in the world, but I can never control my own heart.
Rainy nights can really arouse people's melancholy.
Sikong Tong realized that he could not control his emotions and that he would lose his composure even further due to the hurt. He stood up and made himself a pot of hot tea.
This was her habit, and it was something her father taught her when she was a child. Whenever she was in a bad mood, she would take a sip of hot tea and feel the warmth spread throughout her body, and her mood would no longer be so gloomy.
"Yun'er~"
Suddenly, a soft whisper came from the bed.
Sikong Tong's hand holding the water glass suddenly tightened, and a sharp look appeared in Danfeng's charming eyes.
'Who is Yun'er?'
"Why wasn't Xue'er the one calling?"
Sikong Tong could be sure that he had definitely heard that murmur correctly!
But why has she never heard Bai Xue mention the word "Yun'er"?
'Does he... have other women besides Xue'er in his heart!?'
Thinking of this, Sikong Tong's face suddenly showed bitterness and dissatisfaction, and his heart was extremely complicated.
She couldn't bear to make Bai Xue sad, so she chose to quit and bear all this alone. She would never let Lu Feng do anything to disappoint him again!
Sikong Tong hesitated and leaned towards the bed, but still swallowed the words of awakening and questioning that came to his mouth.
'It's better not to be too hasty, in case it's a misunderstanding and he sees me like this...'
During the hesitation, Sikong Tong gave up the idea of questioning and decided to ask Baixue face to face in a few days either personally or by asking Ge Shu to go to the snowy area.
If it's a misunderstanding, that's it. If not, I must go to Xunqing Tomb to give this heartless man some suffering so that he can make peace with himself.
Sikong Tong angrily raised his fist at Lu Feng who was drunk to death.
If he really has another woman in his heart behind Bai Xue's back, then such a heartless person is definitely not worthy of her happiness!
I just feel sorry for the baby in my belly...
Sikong Tong gently stroked his lower abdomen, his expression full of guilt.
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Although the rain outside the window of the small building has become much lighter, it is still pouring down.
The night becomes more and more profound.
After Sikong Tong gently covered Lu Feng with the quilt, he came to the window alone, holding the warm tea in his hand, and looked out the small wooden window, looking melancholy as if he was troubled.
The dust on the window eaves was washed away by the sudden rain, and the rocky courtyard outside was filled with a fresh smell after the rain.
It's as if everything is brand new and has been washed away.
In this quiet environment, Sikong Tong's mood gradually became much calmer.
When you want to decide to temporarily put aside all the undecided worries in your mind.
Ge Rong's figure suddenly appeared on the attic corridor on the other side, looking at her inquiringly through the small wooden window.
Sikong Tong's mind tightened, thinking of Ge Rong's 'good intentions', he sighed softly and walked towards her.
Not long after Sikong Tong left.
Lu Feng also slowly woke up from his drowsiness.
The moment I opened my eyes, I felt extremely dizzy, dizzy, and my mouth was dry, as if I had been knocked unconscious by someone.
It's not like he's never been drunk before. Looking back on the past times when he was drunk and sober, he didn't seem to feel so uncomfortable.
Moreover, his drunkenness seemed to come out of nowhere, and it seemed to be broken up in an instant. It did not look like a normal drunken scene.
After calmly thinking about it, Lu Feng suddenly had a suspicious thought. The last jar of wine brought by Rong Wenxuan might have been fishy and had been tampered with!
Is it aimed at yourself? Or is it aimed at Sikong Tong and Ping Ling Sect?
Lu Feng's soul consciousness spread subconsciously, and he sensed that the outside world was peaceful, and that the Jade Dragon Horse was still waiting obediently under a shack, and then he slowly calmed down his suspicious thoughts.
Look at your environment.
What caught his eye was a simple and elegant quilt covering his body. It was very soft and soft to the touch, and there was still a faint fragrance lingering when he opened it.
Inexplicably, this scent is very familiar.
Lu Feng didn't know why he could judge it so clearly. It seemed that he knew this scent instinctively in his heart and knew that it came from Sikong Tong.
Lu Feng stood up slowly with his hands on the edge of the bed. He saw that his outer clothes, shoes and socks were placed in an orderly manner on one side. There was also a basin of water and a pair of towels at the head of the bed.
It was as if someone had been taking care of him just now.
After Lu Feng guessed that it was Sikong Tong, he couldn't help but feel soft in his heart. He thought that he had promised her father to take care of her, but he didn't expect that today he would ask her to take care of him.
He took the shoes and socks on one side and put them on, and suddenly he saw a warm residue on the back of his hand.
"This is……"
When Lu Feng sensed it, he realized that he was actually crying, and he couldn't help but feel startled.
"Did she cry?"
Lu Feng then thought about it and thought that perhaps Sikong Tong's sight of him brought back all the memories in Jian Chisu's tomb. Thinking of his father's death, he shed tears sadly and sighed unbearably.
He stood up and looked at the wooden wheelchair, brewed tea, snacks and fruits for sobering up.
Afraid that he wouldn't be able to reach him, he deliberately placed the wooden wheelchair very close to him.
Look at this delicateness...
The sympathy and intolerance in Lu Feng's heart was inexplicably touched, and he seemed to have a slightly different feeling.