Luan and Phoenix Tribulation: A Concubine Becomes a Phoenix

Chapter 408 A Ghostly Dream

Later, Liu Yunchu sobered up a little bit, and was in a trance.The wind blowing on him made him feel a little cold.He drank heavily all day long, and his health was worse than that of ordinary people.

The hair of the people around him, as well as the smell from the clothes, floated into his nose, and when he moved his nose, he felt a little sore.He turned sideways, didn't know if he wanted to hide or what, he tried to stand up while holding his clothes against the wall, turned around and wanted to escape from this place.

The person sitting next to him didn't move at all, and suddenly said: "Today is your mother's birthday, I went, but I didn't see you." The voice that came out was a clear female voice, not Feng Shijin Who will it be.

Liu Yunchu was a little flustered, and said: "I don't know you, I don't know you at all..." He tried to escape in confusion, but he tripped and fell to the ground.

Feng Shijin said again warmly: "Your sister Yin'er has grown up and is a concubine who can be alone, and your wife also manages the house in an orderly manner and is a good wife. It's the old lady. I haven't seen you for a long time. She has aged a lot. .”

"Don't say any more... I don't want to hear any of this." He got up from the ground, lost control of his body in an instant, and crawled up and down to Feng Shijin's side, getting very close, watching inch by inch Know her appearance.

His eyes were wide open, his fingers tremblingly wanted to touch her face, but he retracted halfway: "I must be dreaming...Even in a dream, you have to teach me like this..."

Feng Shijin grabbed his hand, no matter how hard he struggled, he just held onto it, and then touched his face little by little, and said: "Dreams are not as real as they are now."

His eyes were deep and painful, his eye sockets were moist, and with a strong nasal voice, he said for a long time: "I thought you were dead."

Yeah, he thought she was dead three years ago.He tried his best to save her, but in the end he lost her, the woman he loved the most, and the father he loved the most.

Since then, the sky has fallen.

They all overestimated him.He didn't have the ability, and he didn't have the courage at all, to bear and provoke the weight of all this alone.His life fell into a gray, no hope, no light.

Why do you still have to live well?Why bother?He wished that it was himself who was killed that night, not his father.How he wished to exchange his own body and life for the one he loved, even if he died without a place to bury him.

But he can't do anything.He is useless, useless.

The days before were just too easy.There is always someone supporting him above his head, so he doesn't have to worry about anything.He thought that his father would not have anything other than beating him, scolding him, and calling him useless, but he didn't realize until he lost that his father was the person who loved him the most in this world.

Liu Yunchu's body convulsed, he rubbed Feng Shijin's face vigorously, then took her hand to touch his own face, and said over and over again: "I thought you were dead, I thought you were all dead... how did you come back? Yes, where is my father? Has my father come back too? Is this a joke you played with me..."

Feng Shijin pressed his head into her arms, and hugged him tenderly, as if he had found a warm and reliable haven, he lay his head obediently in her arms, from murmuring to crying.

"This must be a joke you guys made with me...it must be...my father is so cruel, he is willing to make me suffer for so long..."

"Why can't he come back when you come back..."

Feng Shijin couldn't answer this question.He wiped the tears off his face, got up half awake, half drunk, held Feng Shijin's hand, and said, "Let's go, let's go drink."

Feng Shijin replied: "Okay."

They went to the tavern in the night market and ordered a lot of wine.Feng Shijin didn't stop him, and watched him soberly drunk.His chin was covered with stubble, and he looked like an old An Guohou, but he was no longer the Liu Yunchu he used to be.

Liu Yunchu vomited and drank, drank and vomited again.However, Feng Shijin was by the side and remained unmoved.The shopkeeper said a little worriedly: "Young master, don't drink anymore, he will vomit to death before drinking to death."

Feng Shijin opened another jar of wine for Liu Yunchu, handed it over calmly, and said, "It's okay, let him drink as much as he likes, when he wakes up tomorrow, he probably won't touch this thing again .”

So Liu Yunchu drank when the rooster crowed.Most of the clothes on his body were already wet by the wine, and the remaining half was stained by the filth he spit out.

When he walked out of the tavern, most of Liu Yunchu's body weight was leaning on Feng Shijin's body, as if he had taken a trip to the gate of hell and was picked up from the water of the underworld.The smell was so bad that Feng Shijin couldn't bear it, so he could only walk forward extremely slowly without frowning.

There was no one to be seen on the street.

When passing by the Qinchu River, Feng Shijin couldn't move anymore, so he supported him and sat under the willow tree by the river, looking up at the peaceful painting boat floating on the river, the painting boat was lit with lights, like a A cup of lotus.

The Qinchu River has such beautiful scenery all night long.

Feng Shijin's expression was dim, and she couldn't help but recall the past. When she first came here, she came with Liu Yunchu.At that time, the two were full of spirits and looked fearless.So many years have passed in a blink of an eye, and when we meet again, it is no longer the same as before.

Liu Yunchu leaned on Feng Shijin's shoulder and slept peacefully.He hasn't had a good night's sleep for about a long time.

Feng Shijin saw someone punting a boat on the river, so he raised his voice and asked the boatman if there were any boats available for rent at this time.The boatman said there was more, so he left them a painting boat. Feng Shijin moved Liu Yunchu into the painting boat, stood on the bow of the boat and pushed the boat to the depths of the river.

It's such a quiet night.

When Liu Yunchu woke up the next day when he was three poles high, his world was spinning and he felt very uncomfortable.He never thought that he would wake up again.Putting his hands on his forehead, his body swayed uncontrollably. At first, he thought it was because he was still drunk, and his body was still hallucinating. It wasn't until the sound of water came from his ears that he realized that he was actually lying on a boat.

Liu Yunchu closed his eyes and thought for a while, then the corners of his mouth above the green stubble, which was almost colorless, curled up bitterly and helplessly.

Last night, it seemed like a dream.Dreaming about someone I haven't seen in a long time.

Sure enough, it was just a dream.Because God never favored him.The curtain of the cabin was slightly blown by the wind, there seemed to be a figure walking back and forth at the bow of the ship, and the sound of footsteps could be heard.

At this time, a voice came from outside: "Come out and drink some sober tea when you wake up."

(End of this chapter)