"My clothes are sticky. I want to change my clothes. Could you please close the door before you leave?"
He got up, walked along the wall, walked to the closet with difficulty, took out a thin shirt, groped to close the closet door, and followed the pattern to the bathroom. Suddenly, he touched a piece of hot skin under his palm.
Xihe's fingertips trembled and he quickly let go: "Young Master, it's time for you to go."
The eyelashes are long, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the lip color is light, with a hint of worrying weakness.
He Yu's gaze stayed on the girl's gray eyes: "How do you know I have a peach blossom birthmark?" Peach blossoms are light pink and very light in color. He often practices martial arts with a group of disciples shirtless, and he can't tell it without looking carefully.
Xihe: "..."
Is it fun to lie to her?
Xihe wanted to open his mouth to curse, but after thinking about it, he lowered his head, bit his lip and whispered, "My future husband has this mark on his hand."
The voice is sweet and light, with a hint of shyness belonging to a girl.
He Yu: "..."
Looking at her in disbelief, he suddenly laughed out loud for a while: "This is a plan that didn't work, another one? A beauty trick instead?" He stood up, shook his wet sleeves and strode away.
He Yu deeply felt that he was sick, otherwise why would he believe a villain's words one after another?
boom,
The door was slammed shut.
Xihe curled his lips and went to the bathroom to wash up.
As a blind man, and a blind man who is hated by others, Xihe's life is... a bit difficult.
Although she doesn't have to cook, she still has to wash her own clothes. Every time after washing, she has to wash the clothes and dry them on the stool in the corridor. She often bumps and bumps, and Xihe feels pain everywhere.
At night, the birds return to their nests,
The wind was a bit strong tonight. Lying in the room, I could hear the rustling of the bamboo sea outside the window. The window edges swayed slightly, and the whistling sound of wind blew from the lake. Suddenly, with a creak, the door was opened.
Xihe quickly sat up: "Who?"
There was silence in the air.
The next second, someone pinched Xihe's neck. The person's voice was gentle: "Shh, I'm here to save you."
Xihe nodded hesitantly.
Just listen to him say: "Cheng Xi, maybe you don't know me, but I have been observing you for a long time. I am your father's friend Zhang San... I just went out for a while, and I didn't expect you to... Alas, although I I have been preparing for a long time, and I am about to avenge your father... But, son, I decided to give up this plan and rescue you first!"
According to the routine, Xihe should look touched and then firmly refuse, saying that revenge is important.
but……
Xihe cried and chirped: "Then, uncle, please rescue me quickly and leave Qingshan alive without fear of running out of firewood. I will definitely come back for revenge!"
Visitor:? ? ?
The routine is wrong.
However, before he could continue his action, a figure suddenly appeared from the angle and quickly fought with him.
Bang bang bang,
Punch to the flesh,
Phew——
The knife was inserted into the flesh, and bang, he fell to the ground.
Xihe hugged the bedpost and turned his head around with big blank eyes. What next?
"Put him in a dungeon and don't kill him."
"Yes, eldest son!"
There were a few footsteps in the house, and then it quickly returned to silence.
Xihe blinked his eyes: "He Yu, are you gone? Where are you? You talk, don't talk... I'll take off my clothes." He went to sleep.
"You want to die?"
He Yu quickly intercepted.
Xihe let go of the bedpost and looked over following the voice: "Do you believe me now?"
