Reborn Dijiao

Chapter 175 Love (7)
Thoughts were disturbed, Ye Qingwan simply stopped thinking, took the ointment and began to apply medicine to Shen Heng's arm.

She held Shen Heng's forearm, and said in a rare and gentle tone: "If it hurts, just say it, I will be gentle."

".Um."

Shen Heng's eyes were gloomy, and Shen Shen's eyes wandered on her bright side face.

He had a panoramic view of the changes in Ye Qingwan's expression, his eyes gradually became complicated, and a twisted excitement even appeared deep in his heart.

He just wanted her to see it on purpose.

He wanted her to remember for herself.

Shen Heng actually couldn't figure out whether Ye Qingwan had a bad memory and really forgot about him, or she was still angry with him and deliberately pretended to have amnesia.

Ye Qingwan suddenly raised her eyes and glanced at him.

That kind of clear and bright eyes pierced into Shen Heng's heart, and overlapped with the ignorant and innocent eyes that he remembered in his heart a few years ago.

That was the look in his eyes that he could never get rid of all his life, he was willing to fall into it, even if it didn't end well.

Shen Heng closed his eyes tightly, those past events that only he remembered flooded his heart like a tide.

That year was in the twelfth lunar month of winter, Shen Heng had just been sent back to Chuyi by Mingzhao, but they only sent him to the gate of the city.

Shen Heng, who had been away from his homeland for five years, did not know the way back to the palace at all, standing under the city wall in a daze at a loss.

He only knew that he was a proton abandoned by Emperor Chongen, and his poor mother died of depression not long after he was sent to Mingzhao, so the only person who would come to pick her up was gone.

From then on, only the father and king who disgusted him remained in this world, and the so-called adoptive father who was secretly entangled with his mother.

In desperation, Shen Heng was more willing to go to Xu Yezhu than to go to the old guy who wished to die in Mingzhao.

At that time, Shen Heng had only suffered inhuman torture not long before he came back. He hugged his scribbled arm and looked at it blankly. The gauze had already been soaked with blood, and the excruciating pain continued to erode his vague consciousness.

He knew that if he didn't find Xu Yezhu again, he might faint in the snow at any time, and then be frozen to death, and no one would care about him anymore.

The sky was falling with goose feathers and fresh snow, and Shen Heng walked in the snow step by step.

He found that he couldn't find his way, so he lost his way in the heavy snow. He didn't know how long he walked. Gradually, he lost consciousness and fell headlong into the soft white snow.

When he woke up again, he didn't feel the cold air around him. If the wound on his hand was not still aching to remind him, he would definitely feel that he was dead.

With consciousness coming back, he slowly opened the heavy eyelids——

It was a female doll a few years younger than him. She was dressed in fancy clothes, but looked thick and warm, holding him in her arms with her soft and slender hands.

The girl's cloak was large enough to cage the two of them together and protect them from the cold.

Shen Heng saw that a lot of white snow had accumulated on the red cloak, the girl's face was bloodless from the cold, and her small mouth was also a little purple from the cold.

It seemed that she had been waiting for him for a long time, fearing that he would freeze to death, so she kept him warm with her own body temperature for a long time.

Seeing that he finally woke up, the girl couldn't wait to talk to him, but because her lips were frozen, she trembled and couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Shen Heng didn't know what the girl was going to say to him, he could only see from those crystal clear eyes that she was surprised by his awakening.

The cold-natured Shen Heng didn't want to know what she was going to say to him. He first glanced at his arm, and found that the blood-stained gauze was replaced by something that the girl in front of him used, and he wrapped it up again.

Although the bag was ugly, but fortunately it didn't continue to bleed.Shen Heng couldn't believe it, the wounds on his hands at that time, even the doctors of Mingzhao shook their heads and called them scary when they saw them, but the girl in front of him, who didn't look like ten years old, was not scared away, on the contrary Carefully rewrap it for him.

After a while, the girl seemed to get used to the cold, the corners of her lips moved, and she grinned a frozen smile.

"Are you awake at last?" The girl looked at him with a smile, and his distressed appearance was reflected in her clear eyes, "Hurry up and go home, it's so cold outside."

Shen Heng was stunned.

The girl smiled silly, but Shen Heng felt that there was no other such pure and warm smile in the world.

That smiling face and those eyes as soft as peach blossoms in early spring, in the snowy sky, were as bright as the scorching sun in the sky, as gentle as the gurgling spring water, illuminating and warming Shen Heng who had been in the dark for a long time, and he will never forget it in his life .

It was at this time that Shen Heng suddenly had a dark thought just like him.

He wanted to possess her and enjoy this warm open fire to himself.

But the girl is so clean and pure, does he deserve it?

If you make her as filthy as yourself, is it right?
Shen Heng didn't dare to think about it anymore, this idea was not his original intention, he didn't want to do it at all, he knew that doing that would be revenge and selfishness.

It was as if there were two of them confronting each other and neither would let go.

A Shen Heng who still has good thoughts in his heart and a dark and twisted Shen Heng.

The good Shen Heng just wanted to repay the life-saving grace of the girl in front of him in the future.

The bad Shen Heng wanted to defile the girl and make her as dirty as himself, so that he could have her and be with her forever, and it was only his.

Shen Heng was frightened by his own thoughts.

While he was still distracted, the girl suddenly spoke again.

A girl's question is like a bead with a broken thread, and she can't stop once she opens her mouth: "How did you get hurt? Who are you? Why did you faint here again? Why don't you go home? What's your name? What? Are you in pain?."

"." He originally thought that the girl was the kind of quiet and courteous person, but he seemed to be wrong, after all, such an injury would not scare her, so it was conceivable that she could not be that kind of person.

A series of questions from the girl made Shen Heng's mind ache.

But no matter how much she asked, Shen Heng still looked at the girl coldly without saying a word.

"Why don't you talk?" The girl poked Shen Heng's face with her finger.

Shen Heng: "."

Seeing Shen Heng ignoring others, the girl simply started talking to herself.

"My little follower told me that no one is perfect. You look so good-looking, and you can't find any faults in your body. The only thing is that you never speak." The girl's eyes fell on Shen Heng. On her light-colored thin lips, she squinted her eyes and said, "You can't speak, right? Are you a mute... Hey, God is jealous of talents." After she finished speaking, she shook her head regretfully.

Hearing that she said that she was dumb, Shen Heng opened his mouth coldly, but he only said two words: "Thank you."

(End of this chapter)