Mo Shixi froze when she heard the sound, remembering not long ago.
At that time, I was twisting my body wildly, like a flexible carp, but I still couldn't avoid Huan Rongxing's movements.
She struggled, cursed, and begged for mercy, but he was indifferent.
The red silk that bound her was tied tightly to the wooden frame, making it impossible for her to move.
Brother Huan has changed.
Mo Shixi saw Huan Rongxing open the door and come in again. She didn't dare to curse, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked scared.
Huan Rongxing didn't seem to notice anything. He gently pulled the red silk in Mo Shixi's mouth and threw it to the ground. He leaned down and kissed her red lips.
How tender and sweet.
He pulled out a delicate and small bell from his arms, hung it delicately on the red silk tied to his ankle, and kissed his delicate white feet.
It was like a thumb-sized silverbait, pecking at the person's skin. The force was not heavy, but it was very itchy.
Mo Shixi was already very sensitive, and even though she was scared, she couldn't help but curl up her toes and pull back when a small kiss was placed on her feet.
The delicate bell also made a very pleasant "dinging" sound as she moved.
In the empty secret room, it looks ambiguous and charming.
Mo Shixi couldn't help clenching her hands, her heart trembled, and she had an extremely scary and ominous premonition.
Raising his head, Huan Rongxing's deep and dark eyes contained a shocking amount of lust.
Mo Shixi showed weakness with tears in her eyes, but she was still no match for the surging anger and...love.
There was no unnecessary noise in the room, and the crisp tinkling of bells never stopped. Accompanied by the man's heavy breathing and the woman's delicate moans, it composed a bitter song of lovesickness.
The days without seeing the light of day in the secret room passed like years. Mo Shixi closed and opened her eyes under the extreme torture, and she was in a trance not knowing what night it was.
Since their escape, their relationship has plummeted.
The pretended quiet and peaceful atmosphere disappeared without a trace. Huan Rongxing lost all trust in her and forced her to stay in an empty room to have fun every day.
Day and night, apart from endless love, there seemed to be nothing else in Mo Shixi's life. She went from expecting to struggling to giving up on the future.
Finally, at some point, she no longer resisted Huan Rongxing's advances, and her eyes became lifeless, without any desire.
…
"Sir, the strangeness in the girl's body should be caused by depression. Over time, the girl will become more and more haggard, and her voice may never recover."
"The way? There is only one way, which is to untie the girl's knot."
"A disease of the heart requires a heart medicine doctor. The medicines prescribed can only recuperate the body. Sir, think about it carefully."
In the haziness, Mo Shixi heard the vague voices of several people talking.
"Shixi, Shixi, wake up."
Mo Shixi was awakened and opened her eyes, but what she saw was not the familiar red gauze curtain.
It wasn't just a few lanterns that illuminated the room. Some dazzling sunlight shone in through the window. She was stunned for a moment, and then returned to her usual lifelessness.
Huan Rongxing held one of her hands with both hands and choked with sobs: "Shi Xi, I will never trap you in a secret room again. Can you please say something?"
Mo Shixi glanced at him and the out-of-reach sunlight outside, then slowly turned back.
"Shi Xi. I have taken care of things. When you recover, I will take you back to the mountain."
Mo Shixi opened her mouth but made no sound, and there was no look of surprise on her face.
Probably she knew that even if she left the secret room, left the house, and returned to the mountains where she grew up, she would still have to get along with him every day.
The shackles are inescapable.
Huan Rongxing saw the sarcasm in her eyes and turned his head as if he was being stung.
He couldn't let go. He wanted to grow old together with Shi Xi and never be separated for the rest of his life.
But she didn't want to.
The bitter taste spread in Huan Rongxing's heart.
He regretted that everything he had done since the day he got married had finally led to this ending.
A lose-lose ending, this is not what he wants.
Obviously, it shouldn't be like this.
"Shixi," Huan Rongxing said slowly and with great difficulty, "take good care of yourself and I will send you back to the town."
Mo Shixi's eyes were dull and she stared blankly above her head.
He only felt as if his heart was divided into pieces, but he still made this heart-wrenching decision for him.
"I won't go, let Songyun and Jiaxin take you back."
Mo Shixi's eyes widened instantly, obviously in disbelief. This doubt clearly contained distrust of him.
Huan Rongxing saw her thoughts, smiled helplessly and bitterly, stood up and left the bedroom, leaving a few words behind.
"I won't appear in front of you anymore. I will inform Qin Songyun and Ruan Jiaxin. Once you are well, ask them to take you back to the town."
"Don't refuse their escort. It's far away from the town. It's not safe for a girl to walk alone."
"Songyun is responsible for your safety, and Jiaxin can also chat with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Huan Rongxing's figure had completely disappeared from Mo Shixi's eyes.
Mo Shixi felt slightly relieved, sleepiness swept over her, and her eyelids drooped uncontrollably.
The second before falling asleep, Mo Shixi suddenly thought of Huan Rongxing's back when he left. I wonder if it was an illusion, but the usually tall and straight back collapsed.
But she didn't care.
…
When Mo Shixi woke up the next day, she heard the yard was bustling.
It was the voices of Qin Songyun and Ruan Jiaxin. From far to near, the sound reached their ears more and more clearly.
It seems that Huan Rongxing did not break his promise this time and is really willing to send her away.
Mo Shixi was in a good mood and obediently finished the health-preserving medicinal meal sent by Wangchun.
"Crack."
The door was pushed open forcefully, and Ruan Jiaxin strode in. She approached Mo Shixi with sympathetic eyes:
"Miss Mo, are you okay?"
Mo Shixi opened her mouth, probably because she hadn't completely let go yet. She was still unable to open her mouth and make a sound due to the psychological pressure.
The sympathy in Ruan Jiaxin's eyes was even stronger. The girl's heart was soft. Even if she was a love rival, she would not stab someone at this time.
She sat on an embroidery stool, accompanying Mo Shixi and talking to her about happy things.
Someone is with me, and the depression in my heart is relieved.
Qin Songyun also came. He was looking for justice for Mo Shixi outside. His disappointment in Huan Rongxing and his pity for Mo Shixi drove him to stretch out his fist and face his elder brother.
Huan Rongxing did not hide, the sound of his fists hitting the flesh carried the wind, and his unconscious screams of pain carried by the wind to the ears of the people in the room.
But it couldn't reach the hearts of the people Huan Rongxing wanted.
…
Time passed day by day, and Mo Shixi's body gradually recovered at a rapid speed.
In a blink of an eye, it was time for Huan Rongxing to fulfill his promise to let her go.
Mo Shixi packed her things and looked at Qin Songyun and Ruan Jiaxin outside the door, feeling a little worried:
Although Huan Rongxing did not show up during the period when she was recuperating and adjusting her breath, who knew if he would regret it and forcefully keep someone else after seeing that she was in good health.
The guess did not come true. Until she walked out of the house with her luggage and got on the specially hired carriage, the man did not show up.
"Miss Mo, let's go."
Qin Songyun's clear voice was like a breeze, blowing away the haze in people's hearts.
"Ta-ta."
Mo Shixi knocked on the carriage window in response.
