Wushuang left the inn with a sullen face and walked onto the street.
Shui Lingbo and Qingfeng were chatting in the lobby of the inn. Looking at Wushuang's straightened back, they wondered if she had had a quarrel with Yun Zimo.
Then... wouldn't this be my chance?
Shui Lingbo rolled his eyes, immediately grabbed the moon-watching knife on the table and chased after him.
"Hey, grandma, why are you going!" Qingfeng chased after two steps.
Shui Lingbo ran very quickly and entered the crowd in a flash, leaving only one sentence to Qingfeng, "I think Miss Wushuang is in a bad mood, so I'll catch up and get some relief. You don't have to worry!"
Qingfeng chuckled: "If you open her eyes, you won't cause trouble for her...and if you can't beat her, you will make yourself uncomfortable!"
Qingfeng shook his head and returned to the table to sit down, continuing to eat melon seeds and watching the crowds of people on the street outside.
After a while, Yun Zimo walked out and frowned slightly when he saw Qingfeng sitting alone at the window, "Where's Miss Shui?"
"He's out." Qingfeng pointed outside, "Those who are chasing Miss Wushuang out are going to find their own discomfort. We can't stop her."
Yun Zimo frowned again and walked out.
"Sir, what are you doing?" Qingfeng chased after him, "It's okay. The most you can do is bicker and fight, and Wushuang girl won't suffer."
"She's angry."
Yun Zimo dropped this sentence.
Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly followed, and couldn't help but whisper: "Then why did you make her angry?"
When I couldn't see it, I thought about it day and night, but when I saw it, I hung myself up.
But Qingfeng obviously understood Yun Zimo's mood.
The only reason is that the Wushuang girl was too cruel back then.
…
Wushuang walked quickly, passing through the noisy crowd with an expressionless face.
She didn't want to just have a casual marriage with Yun Zimo.
She became greedy and wanted to have a real relationship so that she could have peace of mind. She even wanted to have a child and live a normal married life.
But she couldn't say such words after all, so she brought up Ming Wuyou and the capital city.
She and Ming Wuyou have known each other for more than ten years, how could she not know what Ming Wuyou is doing now? She is just pretending to be stupid.
Who would have thought that Yun Zimo would actually say "nui" to stab her and bring the matter to a close in an understatement.
She didn't believe that such a smart Yun Zimo didn't know what she was thinking.
You know it, but you are deliberately pretending not to understand!
She was angry with him and herself, but she couldn't vent her anger, so she could only rush outside.
But the shouts and shouts among the crowd did not calm her down, and instead made her more and more agitated.
She subconsciously walked towards the river. Finally, the sound of people became farther and farther away, and it was rare to find some silence.
"Yan Wushuang."
Suddenly a delicate female voice came from behind.
Wushuang turned around with a sullen face and looked at Shui Lingbo who was following him, "What do you want to do again?"
"I'm not doing anything, I just want to say a few words to you." Shui Lingbo said with a smile: "I heard that when you found Brother Zimo, he was dealing with the Zhongshan Wolf."
"Zhongshan Lang is four brothers. When Brother Zimo was in Chuzhou, there were only three of them left. They still went to seek revenge on Brother Zimo. Do you know why those three people went to seek revenge?"
Wushuang was expressionless: "If you have something to say, say it quickly! After you say it, get out of here."
Shui Lingbo's face turned pale with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You are so rude...how could Brother Zimo like someone like you? To tell you the truth, the boss of Zhongshan Wolf hurt me and was killed by Brother Zimo."
"He provoked the Zhongshan Wolf because of me!"
Wushuang narrowed his eyes: "So?"
"So - he cares about me very much!" Shui Lingbo shivered from the coldness in his eyes, but he managed to say: "I don't know what's going on with you, but I can tell you, I won't give up.
Brother Zimo’s, I will definitely let him go back to Shui’s house with me!”
Wushuang stared at Shui Lingbo.
Fresh and impulsive, straightforward and unflinching.
Such a gesture was something Wushuang had never seen before.
When dealing with Yun Zimo, she had tried and played with him, far and now close, and now she was timid.
However, this Shui Lingbo is the complete opposite, a living example.
Wushuang suddenly felt strong anger in his heart: "Shut up!"
"I don't!" Shui Lingbo raised his chin and said word by word: "Tell you, I like him and I will definitely marry him!"
With a buzzing sound, the string in Wushuang's mind broke.
She took action without hesitation.
Shui Lingbo quickly drew his sword and faced it.
But a little girl like her who is just starting out is no match for the experienced Wushuang.
In just two moves, Wushuang snatched the moon-watching sword and threw it aside.
Shui Lingbo also had Wushuang tap his acupoints and pinch his throat.
"Miss Wushuang!" Qingfeng, who arrived in time, gasped, "Don't be like this, let go!"
Yun Zimo jumped off the bridge, stopped next to Wushuang, and grabbed Wushuang's hand that was pinching Shui Lingbo: "No matter what, let go of him first."
No hands are loose.
Yun Zimo patted Shui Lingbo's acupuncture points, and Shui Lingbo cried loudly and threw herself in front of Yun Zimo: "Brother Zimo, I'm so scared, she wants to kill me..."
Yun Zimo frowned, holding Shui Lingbo with one hand and looking at Wushuang with doubts on his face.
He didn't believe Wushuang would want to kill Shui Lingbo, but he was very puzzled by Wushuang's sudden attack.
There were already two cyan fingerprints on Shui Lingbo's neck, which showed how ruthless Wu Sang was.
Wushuang looked at Yun Zimo calmly, at the crying Shui Lingbo, at the breeze with a complicated expression on the bridge, and at the people coming and going, occasionally peeking their heads in to watch the excitement...
She didn't say a word, her eyes finally fixed on Yun Zimo's body, and there was indescribable complexity and entanglement in her eyes.
After a while, she suddenly turned around and left.
Yun Zimo was stunned.
Shui Lingbo was still crying, yelling about how cruel Wu Shuang was and how uncomfortable he was.
Yun Zimo didn't hear it at all.
He watched Wushuang's back gradually disappearing into the crowd, his expression suddenly changed, he threw Shui Lingbo away and chased after him.
Shui Lingbo's feet were unsteady and he fell into the lake with a whoosh without even looking back.
Yun Zimo ran all the way, and when he returned to the courtyard of the inn, he saw Wu holding a sword with both hands and a baggage hanging on the hilt.
He stared at the baggage, "You want to leave?"
"good."
Wushuang's face was calm, and there was even a slight smile on the corners of his lips: "I'm a little tired of this place again, I plan to go elsewhere -"
Yun Zimo suddenly stepped forward and pinched Wushuang's wrist with such force that Wushuang couldn't even hold the sword in his hand.
Yun Zimo stared at her: "Say it again."
"..."
Wushuang was startled for a moment, "You——"
"Say it again!"
Yun Zimo twisted her wrist that was holding the sword and carrying the baggage behind Wushuang, and pressed forward step by step, buckling Wushuang to the pillar in the corridor, "Say!"
His eyes were reddish, and there was a strong storm in his eyes, as if it was about to roar past at any time and destroy everything around him.
"What are you tired of?" His voice was very soft: "How can you, a woman, always be so cruel? What do you think I am?"
Wu Shuang froze.
She didn't expect his reaction to be so big.
The sword and the baggage fell to the ground. Wushuang looked at his eyes that were gradually turning red due to anger and pain, and felt as if a hand was grabbing hard, feeling sore and stuffy.
She said weakly: "Xiao Mo, you pinched me."
Yun Zimo sneered: "It hurts just a little bit, so I just let it go, but it's not like you...you want to coax me to let go, and then turn around and leave coolly, right?"
He pinched Wu Shuang's chin hard and kissed her like a storm.
His teeth nicked the corners of his lips. His kiss had no tact or tenderness, it was all anger and suppressed pain.
Wushuang was dumbfounded and allowed him to wreak havoc. At this moment, he vaguely understood what kind of harm he had done to him when he decided to leave by the river.
Some injuries cannot be repaired by a simple "I'm sorry".
Those injuries seemed to have healed over time, but the scars never healed and would hurt every now and then.
Yun Zimo's grip on Wushuang relaxed a little.
As soon as Wushuang's hands were free, he held Yun Zimo's face and closed his eyes.
Two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
Yun Zimo suddenly let go of Wushuang.
He stared at Wushuang with an extremely ugly expression, hating both her ruthlessness and his own loss of control.
He said coldly: "In short, you can't leave if you want to this time!"
"Yes." Wushuang smiled with tears in his eyes and nodded: "You come with me, I don't like Shui Lingbo, I don't want to be with her, and I don't want you to be with her."
Yun Zimo was stunned for a moment.
Wushuang added: "I'm leaving today."
She wiped away the blood stains on Yun Zimo's lips with her thumb, and found that a large piece of skin was broken on her lip. She couldn't help but frowned in distress, and gently blew on the wound.
Yun Zimo narrowed his eyes: "Don't play tricks on me."