Be a salted fish in the arms of a sick gangster

Chapter 47
Xiao Wenxuan held the stone, struggling hard, screaming anxiously.

Perhaps there was too much commotion here, and several servants ran over, only to be chased away by those young masters.

Listening to the voice, the servants still felt a little uneasy, so they went to the housekeeper.

After listening, the butler didn't care, and just said: "Let them go."

In the end, Xiao Wenxuan had no strength left to struggle, lying on the ground, just shedding tears, such a small child looked so desperate.

Gradually, there was no sound inside the door, nothing at all.

The group of children looked at each other, stood outside the door and tried to call twice: "Wen Yanqing? Are you still alive?"

There was no response.

The children jostled each other, and the key was passed from one hand to the other.

In the end, it fell in front of Wen Xi.

"You! You go and open the door!"

Xiao Wen wiped away tears, grabbed the key on the ground, and stood up.

He walked towards the door step by step, raised his hand, the key shook violently, and couldn't fit the key.

"sorry Sorry……"

The key flicked into the keyhole, he turned it, and the lock opened.

Wen Xi took a deep breath and took off the lock.

He put his hand on the door, and when he was about to push it open, he hesitated again.

He dare not...

The young masters behind urged him: "Push away!"

"What are you waiting for! Push away quickly, let me see if he is dead!"

These shameful murderers!

How could it be... there is no humanity at all!

Wen Xi scolded in his heart.

Gathering strength in his hands, he opened the door at once.

But he turned his head at the same time and leaned aside, not daring to look.

You don't need to look, you can imagine how bloody that scene must be...

The moment the door was pushed open, it was just like what Song Tingling saw in her dream.

His body was covered in blood, his gaze was like a wolf's, dark and cruel.

"Damn it, him!"

"What the hell is he!"

The originally arrogant child's voice trembled a little at this moment.

After all, they are all children who are held in the palm of their hands and spoiled. Even if the things they do are too cruel, they have never seen such a bloody scene.

One child turned around and vomited.

Sensing their fear, Wen Xi was overjoyed.

He turned around to look, but was also stunned by the sight in front of him.

Wen Yanqing sat on the ground, her chest heaved up and down, her eyes were extremely cold and cruel.

But at this moment, he was tightly holding a military knife in his hand, and the blood stained the knife bright red, giving off a cold light.

Not far away, the big wolfhound was lying on the ground, motionless.

There was blood everywhere, everywhere, and it was hard to tell whether it belonged to Wen Yanqing or the big wolf dog.

Wen Yu tried to calm himself down and walked over step by step.

He asked in a trembling voice, "Young master, are you alright?"

Xiao Xiao got Wen Yanqing to be calm, and he said in a very immature voice: "I can't move my legs."

People standing outside will never know how brave and hardworking a nine-year-old child is to use only a knife to fight a big wolfhound bigger than him, just to protect himself.

He won, and the price was a pair of legs.

The screen turned again, and she saw a familiar scene in front of her.

That garden, that lotus pond, the same winter.

A group of children mercilessly pushed the child in the wheelchair into the lake.

The child in the water struggled desperately with his hands, but the weakness of his legs still made him sink helplessly.

Song Tingling was almost suffocated.

And the children on the shore clapped their hands and applauded, as if they were enjoying some performance.

"Drown him, drown him the monster!"

"It's really hateful to kill my dog!"

"How can there be such a terrible person! Being under the same roof with him, I have goosebumps all over my body!"

The water in the lake is biting, and people's nerves are becoming more and more insensitive.

Little Wen Yanqing quickly grabbed the wheelchair next to her, holding tightly with both hands, using the buoyancy of the chair to keep herself from sinking.

The chair wobbled on the water, and because of Wen Yanqing's strength, it sank little by little.

Song Tingling was very anxious, she wanted to jump down to save him, she wanted to kick these vicious children on the bank into the water together.

But she couldn't touch anything, couldn't touch anything.

She just fell into the water and choked on a few sips of water today, so she panicked.

At this time, Wen Yanqing, did he feel hopeless and helpless in his heart?
"What are you doing?! Where's my young master?"

Wen Xi suddenly appeared, his face covered in sweat, as if he had been looking for someone for a long time.

Wen Xi saw the wheelchair floating on the water, and half of the head protruding beside it.

He gave those young masters a hard look, and jumped into the water without hesitation.

At that time, Wen Xi was small, and it took a lot of strength to rescue Wen Yanqing ashore.

That winter seemed to be much colder than this year, and Song Tingling, who shouldn't have felt it, felt the chill.

Shocked by the cold, Song Tingling suddenly opened his eyes.

She touched her face with her hands, and it was wet and full of tears.

"Don't be... cold... cold... why..."

Wen Yanqing didn't know when she was lying beside her.

At this moment, he closed his eyes tightly, as if he was trapped in a nightmare, and the hair on his forehead was wet with sweat.

This was the first time Song Tingling saw him like this.

"Wen Yanqing, Wen Yanqing, Qingqing."

She called him softly and shook him gently.

Wen Yanqing's tightly closed eyelids moved, and then slowly opened them.

He let out a foul breath, and after focusing his eyes, when he saw Song Tingling, he subconsciously raised his hand to touch her forehead.

"Well, the fever is gone."

Song Tingling took his hand down and touched his face: "You're having a nightmare, your complexion is not very good."

"It's okay." Wen Yanqing's eyes were empty for another second, "I'm used to it."

Song Tingling lay down, nestled in his arms and hugged him.

"Qingqing, did you also fall into that lake when you were young?"

"Yeah." Wen Yanqing wasn't too surprised: "Did Wen Xi tell you?"

Song Tingling remained silent.

It seems that what she just dreamed about is real, and it all happened in real life.

Song Tingling didn't know why she dreamed about those things, and she didn't want to bother thinking about them.

There may be so many strange things in this world, and her rebirth is the biggest strange one.

She attributes this to a gift from this world.

She felt sorry for him.

In the past, she didn't understand how Wen Yanqing would disappear into the sea of ​​fire together with this house in the end.

But now, she seemed to understand a little bit.

In this Wen family, he must have suffered much more than what she saw.

"Qingqing, before...why didn't you let me like you?" She asked softly, a little cautiously.

She raised her head deliberately to see his expression.

Wen Yanqing frowned subconsciously when she heard this question.

Song Tingling thought he would not answer this question.

He frowned and opened his mouth, as if thinking of something bad: "If you like me, love me, you, you..."

"What will happen to me?"

"It will become disgusting." He didn't know what he thought of, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes were full of disgust.

Song Tingling thought for a moment that she had heard it wrong.

Countless answers flashed through her mind, but she never thought about this.

"How disgusting?" She wondered why.

"I will pretend to be a snake, be full of lies, be hypocritical, hypocritical, and even die without a whole body."

A very simple sentence made Song Tingling suffocate.

What kind of darkness did he grow up in to think that love is such an unbearable thing...

She retorted subconsciously: "Love is not like this..."

But he was as stubborn as a child, and his expression gradually became crazy, "It's like this, when those people say they like it, it's always like this."

"Love is not a good thing."

He held out his fingers and lifted her chin so that she looked directly at him.

His expression was so paranoid that it was almost morbid, and his eyes were scarlet.

"Lingling, I promise you to love me, even if you become like that, I will pretend not to know... As long as you stay with me, just stay with me, I won't let you die..."

He hugged her tightly, wanting to rub her into his flesh and blood.

At this moment, he is strong and fragile, crazy and sensitive.

Song Tingling was in pain from being strangled, but she didn't say a word or move, and felt the pain carefully.

In this way, can she understand his pain?
Nor would she let him die...

When she woke up in the morning, Wen Yanqing next to her had disappeared.

After she finished washing and walked out, she didn't see him either.

Song Tingling walked around and suddenly became curious about the main house.

Why does Wen Yanqing live in the side room next to her and not in the main house?

The door to the main house was closed, but unlocked, and opened as soon as it was pushed.

Song Tingling pushed open the door and walked in.

The air was full of dusty smell, a little pungent, and it seemed that no one had been here for a long time.

There are some photo frames on the table next to it.

Song Tingling took out a piece of paper and wiped the dust off it.

In the photo, there is a man and a woman, their eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Wen Yanqing, they should be his parents.

The man is expensive, the woman is soft, very suitable.

The photos that interpret the two are placed here. From the photos, you can see how much love the two have.

It's a pity that they died early, otherwise, Wen Yanqing would have lived a very happy life.

She saw that she could still see some light when she went around in the middle, and there seemed to be a world behind.

She just wanted to step up and walk over.

"Lingling!"

Wen Yanqing's voice suddenly came from behind, seeming a little anxious.

Song Tingling turned around and smiled at him, "I'm here, this is..."

"Come here, it's nothing to see." Wen Yanqing interrupted her.

"Oh." Song Tingling came out obediently and closed the door again.

She felt that Wen Yanqing's reaction was a little strange, as if... she didn't want her in.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gone in without permission..."

Song Tingling thought, maybe Wen Yanqing just wanted to preserve the traces of her parents before they were alive, so she was locked up.

Wen Yanqing's expression softened slightly: "It's okay, Lingling, we should go."

"okay."

Song Tingling followed Wen Yanqing out of the yard, she couldn't help turning her head and glanced at the closed door.
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Song Tingling returned to the Song family at night.

She dragged a small box, looked inside, took out the key and opened the door by herself.

When she turned to close the door, a vigilant voice came from behind her.

"Who are you?! A thief?" It was Song Youbai.

Song Tingling didn't make a sound, closed the door and turned around.

She hadn't had time to speak yet, but when Song Youbai saw her, she screamed as if seeing a ghost.

"Ah—ghost!"

After she shouted, she ran back to the house in fright.

Song Tingling: "..."

Yes, I can understand that in their eyes, they are indeed a dead person.

Song Youbai rushed into the living room in a panic.

Song Jianzhong and Liu Bichun were watching TV on the sofa, and when they heard her movement, they both looked back curiously.

Song Youbai stared, with a terrified expression on her face, her voice sank: "I saw Song Tingling..."

Song Jianzhong and Liu Bichun looked at each other, and they could see disbelief in each other's eyes.

Liu Bichun asked concerned: "Dear girl, have you just come back from the set, are you too tired?"

Song Jianzhong also said: "Yes, you have to take good care of your body. Health is the most important thing. I also know that you may miss your sister too much..."

Song Youbai shook her head anxiously, and pointed outside again, but couldn't say a word in a hurry.

Liu Bichun sighed, walked over, and pulled her daughter to sit on the sofa.

"Okay, you're just too nervous. I'll warm you a cup of milk. After you drink it, go to bed early."

Song Youbai also gradually calmed down.

Maybe it's because she's too tired recently...

Suddenly, there was the sound of the lock being opened from the other side of the door.

"Click——" Song Youbai, who was originally relaxed, became nervous again.

She stood up abruptly, unable to see the door from the sofa.

Her whole body was tense, and she approached step by step.

Every time she took a step, she felt nervous.

After Song Tingling entered the door, she changed her shoes and turned around, only to see Song Youbai standing behind her.

Before she had time to speak, she saw Song Youbai yelling like crazy and ran away again.

"Ahh! Song Tingling! It's really Song Tingling! She's here to find me, save me, save me!"

Song Tingling: "..."

This guilty look made it hard for Song Tingling not to believe that Song Youbai was probably involved in her incident on the snow, right?
Song Jianzhong trembled with fright at Song Youbai's high-pitched voice, and he became a little impatient. He just wanted to talk about his daughter.

Hearing the sound, Liu Bichun hurried out of the kitchen with milk.

At this glance, he saw Song Tingling standing at the entrance.

The entrance is somewhat dark, and the lights over there are not turned on.

At this moment, Song Tingling was standing on the dark ground, quietly looking ahead.

Liu Bichun's hands trembled in fright, and the milk glass in his hand slipped to the ground.

With a "crack", the fragments splashed everywhere.

Liu Bichun covered her eyes and ran to Song Jianzhong's side.

"I too...I saw it too...it's Song Tingling, it's Song Tingling!"

The mother and daughter were so frightened that each one looked like a quail.

Song Jianzhong frowned, wondering what the mother and daughter were going crazy today.

He stepped up and walked over there, and said as he walked, "I want to see, where is my Lingling?!"

(End of this chapter)