Song Yizhi and Huaizhu did not see Rong Yueyuan when they came to the back mountain after looking for wine.
Seeing the two brothers working in the kitchen, the aunt and sister-in-law walked to the kitchen door.
Song Yiheng looked up and asked gently when he saw Huaizhu, "Are you back to get the wine?"
Huai Zhu nodded, and then asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"
"No, you and Zhizhi are going to play outside." Song Yiheng said.
Huai Zhu nodded.
Song Yizhi reached out and pulled at the door frame and asked with a smile, "Brother, do you know where the fifth elder has gone?"
There are still a few fields over there that have not been watered, so it can be seen that they left the field halfway through watering.
Song Yiheng glanced sideways at his sister, and said in a gentle voice, "Zhizhi, who are you asking?"
"You two." Song Yizhi showed a sweet smile, and then turned around, "Aren't you both my brothers?"
Feng Yixin smiled contentedly.
"I didn't pay attention." Song Yiheng's gentle voice sounded.
Song Yizhi muttered a few words, and then looked at Feng Yian expectantly.
Feng Yian smiled fondly and said, "Before... a fish rushed into your room, and the fifth elder chased him in, and then he didn't come out."
Song Yizhi nodded, "Thank you, brother."
"You're welcome." Feng Yian smiled gently and implicitly.
Song Yizhi waved to the three of them, "You guys are busy, I'll go take a look."
Seeing Song Yizhi's back disappearing from sight, Feng Yian withdrew his gaze and asked, "Why did father agree with Zhizhi and...the fifth elder?"
With his father's bad temper, he would never let go.
Song Yiheng's hand holding the kitchen knife paused, "Do you really want to know?"
"Why not?" Feng Yian asked back.
Song Yiheng fell silent.
My father definitely didn't tell Feng Yian about Zhizhi's serious injury, otherwise he wouldn't have asked.
Huai Zhu glanced at the two brothers, and finally said nothing. He quietly left and watered the few fields that had not been watered.
"Let's change it another day." Song Yiheng said.
Feng Yian didn't ask any more questions.
This way.
Song Yizhi raised his hand and opened the door and saw Rong Yueyuan sitting by the bed and the messy papers piled beside him.
Immediately, Song Yizhi saw that the box that was supposed to be under the bed was dragged out and put aside, with the lid wide open.
Song Yizhi's pupils shrank when he thought of what was in the box.
Rong Yueyuan raised his head and looked over.
Then, without waiting for Song Yizhi's reaction, Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and swept her over with his spiritual power.
Yuyu was carried out of the house by the spiritual power, then the door closed and the barrier rose.
Song Yizhi was held in Rong Yueyuan's arms, and a low pressure enveloped her.
Rong Yueyuan's arms tightened around Song Yizhi's waist without strangling her.
The arms around her waist had a strong presence that Song Yizhi could not ignore. At the same time, she also felt that Rong Yueyuan's mood was extremely bad at this time.
"The fish scurried into your house. I chased it and saw it pulling the box out from under the bed. Then it opened the lid and I saw the contents inside." Rong Yueyuan opened his mouth and explained the whole story.
Song Yizhi responded, then didn't know what to say.
The room became dead silent, except for the shallow breathing of the two people, the only sound was the sound of their heartbeats.
Rong Yueyuan grabbed Song Yizhi's waist and lifted her up, then asked her to sit astride his lap and face him.
Song Yizhi, who was forced to sit astride Rong Yueyuan's lap, looked up and saw the man's expressionless face.
It was the first time for Song Yizhi to see Rong Yueyuan's portrait, and her heart suddenly trembled.
So angry?
...Can this still be coaxed?
Although Song Yizhi was not sure that he could coax Rong Yueyuan well, he still had to coax him.
Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted Rong Yueyuan on the shoulder, and spoke in a gentle voice, "Don't be angry yet, I didn't tell you. Just wait until I think about what to say."
Rong Yueyuan didn't say anything. He just looked at Song Yizhi intently, with a bit of anger in his dark eyes, and underneath the anger was worry and distress.
After thinking for a while, Song Yizhi still couldn't open his mouth to explain.
Anyone who hears about rebirth will think there is something wrong with their brains, right?
"..." Song Yizhi exhaled and said in frustration, "I don't know what to say."
Seeing Song Yizhi lowering her head in guilt and guilt, Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and pinched her chin, forcing her to raise her head and look at him.
"Your body skills, your combat experience, your training experience, and you don't care about your own life or death." Rong Yueyuan's calm voice revealed a sense of oppression, "In other words, you don't care, you do
Seeking death."
The long eyelashes of a butterfly quivered slightly, Song Yizhi lowered his eyelids slightly and murmured a little.
It's okay to say that I wanted to die. For me at that time, living was just a kind of torture, and dying was a kind of relief.
"You don't have the temperament to submit." Rong Yueyuan looked at his wife who was so angry that his brain hurt, and his calm voice was a little cold, "You are not resisting now. Have you already resisted and failed?"
!
Song Yizhi suddenly raised his eyes to look at Rong Yueyuan, his watery peach blossom eyes filled with shock.
There are monsters!!
No, is this a human being?
He hasn’t said anything yet! Although he has revealed a lot unintentionally on weekdays, this... he is a human?!
Rong Yueyuan did not feel happy because he was right. On the contrary, his mood suddenly sank to the bottom.
Just one or two failed resistances were not enough to erase Song Yizhi's tenacity and unyielding nature.
She would face death numbly and calmly, or even long for death, which only shows that she has resisted countless times and failed countless times.
This is too cruel.
Rong Yueyuan retracted his arms and directly pressed Song Yizhi into his arms.
Song Yizhi threw herself into Rong Yueyuan's arms, so she didn't see the distress in his eyes that was about to overflow.
Rather than asking what Song Yizhi's secret was, Rong Yueyuan still cared about her more, and he was reluctant to let Song Yizhi expose his own scars.
Song Yizhi blinked in confusion, "Don't worry, I've found it now..."
"Does it hurt?" Rong Yueyuan's deep voice interrupted Song Yizhi's words.
Song Yizhi was suddenly startled.
Rong Yueyuan could feel Song Yizhi's body tightening all of a sudden.
Does it hurt?
The words full of heartache instantly made Song Yizhi speechless.
Does it hurt? It definitely hurts, and I am a person who is afraid of pain.
It's just... I have been reincarnated for so many lives, and no matter how afraid I am of pain, I have long been used to it and become numb.
Song Yizhi fell silent, not knowing how to answer Rong Yueyuan's question for a while.
Could it be that I have long been used to it if it doesn’t hurt?
I'm afraid this won't work. Such words sound too insensitive and will only make Rong Yueyuan worry.
After much deliberation, Song Yizhi remained silent. His eloquent mouth could not come up with a nice and true answer.
Rong Yueyuan tightly held Song Yizhi in his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood, "I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize to me, you didn't do anything wrong." Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted Rong Yueyuan's back, "I made you worry."
Rong Yueyuan said nothing, but tightened his arms slightly.