Jiaohua

"Let go of Shen Yan?" Xia Zhaoyi chuckled, she turned her head, the moonlight parted the dark clouds like a veil, and fell on her face, her bright eyes were as clear as autumn water, "Who the hell are you all these years?" Who will you not let go?"

After speaking, Xia Zhaoyi turned around and walked towards the river.

Shi Guoxin raised his heels, Xia Zhaoyi didn't look back, and said flatly, "Don't come."

On a midsummer night, the water is still cool, and the wind blowing across the water is also chilly.

Xia Zhaoyi stopped quietly, looking at the tall figure standing by the river in the distance.

The river wind blew, and the surrounding vegetation swayed in the dim light. He stood there, motionless.

In the wind, Xia Zhaoyi seemed to hear many voices talking in her ears.

The gossip of passers-by, the gossip of the servants in the backyard, and the ridicule of people from all walks of life finally turned into Shen Shuangcheng's harsh words of abuse.

These voices are intertwined, listening to these voices, as if you can see the expression of the speaker at that time.

Shaking his head and tsk tsk, with a look of disdain on his face, he used it as a conversation piece to get closer...

Every word and every word, wrapped in the purest malice, pointed at the figure in front of her like a knife or a gun.

Before she got acquainted with him, these words also depicted a vaguely outlined teenager in her impression.

However, the bystanders and idlers who pass by with a word, with a smile, or with a glance are insignificant.

Another gust of wind blew across the sky and the earth, the vegetation by the river swayed wildly, lowered his head heavily, and a stone was brought by the wind to his feet, which stopped because of him.

"Does your hand hurt?" The girl's soft voice suddenly sounded.

Shen Lie looked sideways.

She didn't know when she came, and he was too emotional to pay attention.

With deep black eyes, Shen Lie shook his head.

"Lie." Xia Zhaoyi said softly.

Shen Lie suddenly felt embarrassed, he retracted his gaze and looked back at the river, not daring to meet her clear and flawless eyes.

When he heard her walking towards him, he frowned and started to leave.

The injured hand was suddenly grabbed by the girl: "Shen Lie."

With his back to her, Shen Lie was silent for a while, his voice hoarse in the night wind and said: "Ali, I want to be alone."

"Do you hate me?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.

"Do not."

of course not.

"Then, if I'm persistent and stalking, will you hate me?"

Shen Lie turned to look at her.

Her eyes were bright and stubborn under the moonlight, and her dark pupils seemed to be looking into his eyes.

"Ali, I'm fine." Shen Lie said.

"I asked Zhan Ning to arrest Shen Shuangcheng," Xia Zhaoyi looked at him, "The scar on your back was caused by him, right?"

"...How do you know I have a scar on my back?"

"I'm going to call back." Her tone was like that of an angry and willful child.

"No," Shen Lie laughed at himself, "None of the wounds on my back were left by Shen Shuangcheng. He didn't like me since he was a child, and even looked at me too much, so he didn't mention touching me."

"These injuries..."

"It was my mother."

Xia Zhaoyi was stunned: "Guo Hanyue? Why did she hit you?"

Shen Lie smiled lightly: "Most of them were beaten by my mother, and a few were beaten when I first went to Zuilu and arrived at Guo's house."

His tone was as light as a feather, and he spoke casually, without pain or itching, but Xia Zhaoyi's lips turned completely white in the night.

"Ali," Shen Lie raised his hand to take her hand off, "I'll go for a walk, you go back first."

"I won't!" Xia Zhaoyi went to shake his hand again, "I won't!"

"Why do you..." Even when she was in her teens, she had never been so childish.

Xia Zhaoyi raised his hand, several phalanxes were swollen high, and the skin around the outermost circle of redness was black and blue, covered with a lot of bruises.

Xia Zhaoyi rubbed her thumb lightly, knowing that it would be very painful to press it at this time, even if she had lightened her pressure.

But he didn't react at all, as if the hand wasn't his.

"Be patient." Xia Zhaoyi said, taking out a small box of ointment from his arms.

Shen Lie watched as she opened the box, dabbed it with her finger, and then wiped it on his wound.

With slender fingers like onions, he circled and smoothed the light green ointment on his finger bones.

The whole time, she didn't let go of him.

No matter taking the ointment or opening the medicine box, she held his hand persistently.

As dexterous as her, opening the tightly screwed pill box with one hand is also strenuous.

The ointment felt cool and refreshing, but after it was completely absorbed by the wound, a burning tingling came from under the skin.

She seemed to understand the pain very well, so she circled her fingers around and still twirling there, as if to appease the pain.

Either because of the ointment, or because of the friction, her fingertips were hotter than before, and the places where they touched were burning hot, gradually burning from the back of his hand all the way to the ventricle.

Shen Lie looked at her focused and earnest eyebrows, paused for a moment, then turned his eyes away and looked to the side.

"Are you avoiding me?" the girl suddenly said.

Shen Lie's eyebrows were lightly closed, and he looked back at her again, staring deeply, there was a dark welling in the bottom of his eyes that stirred silently.

Xia Zhaoyi tightened his grip on him, feeling terrified for no reason, afraid that if she let go, she would never see him again.

Yes, that's how it feels.

Shen Lie's feeling to her has always been contradictory and strange, with an endless sense of stability, she is sure that he will always be with her, and he will be her most steadfast comrade-in-arms no matter whether it is a mountain of fire or a sea of ​​fire.

But in addition to this sense of security, there is also the fear that he will disappear from her side at any time.

Xia Zhaoyi couldn't see through him, so he sent people to recruit troops, and just from Hengxiang, a hundred thousand troops came, not to mention the long queue of recruits going to Tanzhou and the increasing number of recruits.

However, even Zhao Ning could see that Shen Lie had no ambitions. He was a person who liked peace and quiet and always wanted to live in seclusion.His personality is almost indifferent, a gentleman is cautious and independent, and he has no competition in his heart.

Thinking of the conversation with Zhao Ning in Ning'an Building, Xia Zhaoyi's fear suddenly became heavier.

"Don't pay attention to Shen Shuangcheng," Xia Zhaoyi looked at him, "he is nothing, I can only hear the absurdity of his words. The Guo family is the Guo family, and the Shen family is the Shen family. You, Shen Lie, It is unique in the world."

Shen Lie's throat moved slightly, and he said hoarsely: "Ali..."

Xia Zhaoyi took a step forward and got closer to him: "You may not like my master's way. He is a person who never recognizes human relations, and my master is used to scold those filial piety, monarch and minister, and inferiority. Since I was a child, he taught me not to kneel, not to kneel to the emperor, not to kneel to my parents, not to kneel to any power. He said don’t be satisfied and conform to others, let alone be easily controlled by others, even your parents. Shen Lie, you have lived through it when you were young No, now that Shen Shuangcheng is trying to pull you back into the mud again, we ignore him, we won't let him do what he wants, okay?"

The anticipation and longing in her eyes made her eyes watery, and Shen Lie had never seen her eyes like this.

"Shen Lie, talk." Xia Zhaoyi said.

"It's not Shen Shuangcheng," Shen Lie said tiredly, "Also, my grandfather."

Xia Zhaoyi frowned slightly, and clenched his fingers even more tightly.

The reason why she warned Shen Shuangcheng with her eyes in Qu's mansion not to let him ask the word Guo Yunzhe was because she didn't want Shen Shuangcheng to tell the old things in front of Shen Lie.

It's not that she found anything, she just connected the statue of Guo Shu and those letters found under Zisu Dyeing Workshop with Guo Yunzhe, and she felt that it was unusual.

Instead of saying this in front of Shen Lie, because she understands the importance of Guo Shu to Shen Lie.

Those letters have made him lose his mind, if he...

No, no if, because, it has already happened.

Xia Zhaoyi looked deeply at the young man under the moonlight. He was tall and straight, like a towering mountain. Those hurts he suffered when he was young, he was determined not to repeat it to him.

However, to cast such a piece of armor, he had to suffer a lot of forging along the way.

Although she grew up in Liling, when she returns to Beijing during the holidays, what awaits her is a warm and happy home.

On the contrary, he was born in the Shen family and grew up in the Guo family, but no one from the two families treated him sincerely.

Xia Zhaoyi's eyes seemed to pass through him in front of him, and he saw that little Shen Lie numbly kneeling on the ground and being beaten, disliked by his mother, rejected by his father, used by his grandfather, and bullied by his uncles and cousins.

Step by step, he grew up alone, struggling hard, so hard.

However, how good he is, he has not become bad, he has not become evil, he is upright and chivalrous, he is upright, he can treat his friends with all sincerity, and does not ask for anything in return.

Xia Zhaoyi's eyes turned red, and there was intense reluctance and sadness in his heart.

Suddenly, she let go of his hand, took another step forward, reached out and hugged his thin waist tightly, and pressed herself into his arms.

Shen Lie froze, looked down at her, and breathed wildly: "...Ali."

The girl's soft body was leaning against him, her breathing was also chaotic, more chaotic than breathing, it was her heartbeat that lost its proportion.