deadly mantra

Chapter 28 I will forget that you are still a child

"Bam—"

The window was slammed shut and the wall shook.

Ji Fanyin turned around angrily, raised her head, and met Shui Qingchen's deep gaze. She was stunned and forgot her anger.

The next second, she lowered her head nervously, not daring to look at Shui Qingchen's face.

Oops!

Her image of a clever daughter-in-law was already shattered before she even started pretending.

Touching the bridge of his nose guiltily, Ji Fanyin grinned at Shui Qingchen and explained:
"Chenchen, don't get me wrong. I have no violent tendencies. The main reason is that Feng Xiaoyao deserves a beating. He provoked me in the first place."

Shui Qingchen looked at her silently. After a moment, he looked away and asked like a casual conversation:
"Did you fall into the water because of Mr. Feng?"

Ji Fanyin moved his shoulders and walked towards the table.

When she threw something just now, she accidentally pulled the wound on her shoulder.

"Half and half. He struck up a conversation with me, and we started fighting when we disagreed. However, he was no match for me."

Her shoulders hunched uncomfortably, and she muttered weirdly:

"He carries a sword on his back. He should be a swordsman. A swordsman who has traveled all over the world. He actually believes my lies about amnesia. Ha, it's weird."

Shui Qingchen suddenly burst into laughter - she was confident and generous. When talking to others, she was used to looking directly into the other person's eyes. Even when she was acting, she was light and cute, with clean eyes.Facing her, it would be strange for Feng Xiaoyao to question.

However, Shui Qingchen didn't intend to remind her. Seeing her twisting her body, he asked:
"What happened to your shoulder?"

Now that he saw it, Ji Fanyin stopped hiding it. She rubbed her shoulders and said casually:
"When I threw something just now, I accidentally touched the wound."

"Wound?" Shui Qingchen was startled, and his heart suddenly lifted: "Are you injured? When did it happen? Is it serious? Does it hurt?"

Shui Qingchen's concerned eyes and nervous expression made Ji Fanyin stunned.

She asked confusedly:
"You... are you asking me?"

"Of course I'm asking you. It's just you and me here."

Shui Qingchen felt an uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

When she saw the lanterns, when she threw away his crutch, when she held his hand, she was active and full of expectation, as if she wanted to tell him everything.

Shui Qingchen thought so.

However, she was hurt and didn't say a word about it.

"Why didn't you say it?" Shui Qingchen couldn't help but ask.

"Say?" Ji Fanyin blinked in confusion: "What did you say?"

"You're hurt, aren't you."

Ji Fanyin's brain was working rapidly. After she realized what he was talking about, her eyes widened in surprise.

Since leaving home at the age of nine, she has been injured too many times to count.

Once, her calf was seriously injured, and the bones were faintly visible in the wound.

Sweat blurred her vision.

She raised her chin and replied with a voice trembling with pain——

In a fair duel, if you lose, you lose.

Now, she is not bleeding, and her limbs are not twitching in pain.

Shui Qingchen was so nervous that he frowned.

Ji Fanyin's heart felt hot and astringent, and her eyes began to become strange, sour, hot, and blurry.

She stared at him blankly, her eyes a little red. The little person stared at him confused and aggrieved. Shui Qingchen couldn't help but feel even more distressed. He carefully pressed her shoulder, looking for the wound, and whispered with concern. ask:

"Does it hurt here? What about here? If I touch the wound, just scream it hurts."

Shui Qingchen checked her all over the place four times, but she still didn't say a word of pain.

Shui Qingchen was surprised at first, and then his brows became tighter and tighter.

Whenever his fingers touched the top of her chest below her collarbone, her body would tremble slightly involuntarily.

She was injured, but she soaked in the cold river for so long. Later, she rode the Tianlian Lantern with him. She danced happily, she...

A feeling of suffocation flowed in his chest, and his emotions showed up for a moment. Shui Qingchen suppressed them out of habit and asked lightly:
"Xiaoyin, why don't you shout that it hurts?"

Ji Fanyin opened her mouth and subconsciously wanted to ask, why are you shouting that it hurts?

When the words came to her lips, she met Shui Qingchen's eyes, and she felt keenly that he was angry.

But why are you angry again?

After thinking over and over again, she thought of a possibility. She opened her lips slightly and said in a weak voice that was difficult to hear clearly: "...it hurts..."

Shui Qingchen observed her expression but had no reaction.

Ji Fanyin's smile suddenly collapsed, showing a pitiful expression, with tears in her eyes:
"It hurts...it hurts as much as you want."

Shui Qingchen glanced at her in disbelief.

She shouted that it hurt, but her eyes were unusually bright.

Shui Qingchen couldn't help but sigh, realizing that he still didn't understand her, but he still asked worriedly:
"Where does it hurt?"

"Shoulder hurts."

"Shoulder?"

"My stomach hurts too."

"Stomach?" Why does your stomach hurt?

Shui Qingchen was still confused when he saw her covering her butt again.

"My butt hurts too."

"..." Shui Qingchen stared at her speechlessly.

"I also have pain in my thighs, calves, ankles, toes, fingers, and my heart..."

Shui Qingchen suddenly felt a little pain in his temple:

"Any more?"

Ji Fanyin bit her lip and thought carefully:
"No more. There are times when I win."

Shui Qingchen raised his head and looked at her in surprise:
"When you win?"

Ji Fanyin said "Hmm~" and raised her chin proudly:
"In the past two years, I have almost never been defeated. It was all because of my beatings. In the first two years, I just entered the martial arts world and was only nine years old. Naturally, I suffered more losses and suffered more injuries."

Shui Qingchen frowned slowly.

Her bright smile was like a needle, pricking his stomach.

Yes, it's the stomach...

She was so angry that her stomach ached!

"Why didn't you cry out in pain just now?" he asked.

Ji Fanyin curled her lips and answered calmly:
"I don't remember."

Shui Qingchen pressed his painful temples with his slender fingers:
"Then... why are you crying in pain now?"

Ji Fanyin shrugged his shoulders, both serious and helpless:

"I think if I don't cry out that it hurts, Chenchen you will be angry again."

Shui Qingchen's brows twitched slightly.

He suddenly had an illusion.

There seemed to be a gap between her and him—no communication.

At this time, Ji Fanyin grabbed the corner of Shui Qingchen's wide sleeve and pulled it down:
"Hey, Chenchen, let me ask you instead."

Shui Qingchen raised his head to look at her. Before he could speak, he heard his helpless sigh:

"You ask."

Ji Fanyin opened her eyes in confusion and moved closer to him, as if she wanted to see why:
"Chenchen, why do you want me to cry out in pain?"

"Human beings are made of flesh and blood. When you are injured, you will feel pain, and if you feel pain, you will cry out. Xiaoyin, you are injured, why do you keep holding back and not shouting?"

Why……

Ji Fanyin asked himself in his heart.

A picture slowly emerged in her mind——

That day, the snow had just melted and a biting cold wind was blowing.

The person who spoke had an aura of indifference surrounding him.

There was a coldness without any warmth in his eyes, sharp and icy, and repulsive to people thousands of miles away.

His indifferent voice seemed to freeze people's hearts.

He said.

If you want to cry, don't let me see it, I will try to forget that you are still a child.

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