Wen Ning looked at himself in the mirror, clenched and loosened his hands, loosened and clenched them again, and slowly closed his eyes.
After a while, she took gauze, applied some medicine to the wound, and put a large band-aid on her left hand. The scalp that was pulled off was behind the left ear, and she combed it with a comb to barely cover it.
After doing this, she swallowed two anti-inflammatory pills to prevent the wound from becoming inflamed.
This is not the first time I have been beaten, nor is it the worst time I have been beaten. I have been beaten many times, and I seem to be very comfortable doing this.
After rearranging himself, Wen Ning knelt down, pried open a wooden floor under the baseboard, and took out a few plastic-wrapped photos.
They were several photos of her when she was a child, and the ones of her mother had been somewhat blurred by her touch.
She rubbed her fingers on the photo, and tears suddenly fell on it.
"Mom, it hurts so much!"
The plastic cover of the photo was wet, and my mother's smiling face was drowned in tears, as if she was crying with her.
After an unknown amount of time, Wen Ning got up and got out of bed.
She looked around and outside the gate, but there was no one there.
The building she lives in is located at the back, and there are usually not many people there. Today, the Lu family is all gathering in the front hall for dinner. All the servants have gone there, so naturally there won't be many people here.
She walked quietly to the utility room, took a small shovel, and went to the small bamboo forest in the back garden.
Being familiar with the road, she found the place where the things were buried and started digging.
Soon, she took out a small copper box.
Just as he was about to leave, he heard a soft voice from beside him, "Aci, I can't walk anymore. I feel dizzy after drinking."
It was Luo Ying's voice.
Wen Ning quickly hid behind him and hid in the bamboo forest.
Soon, two figures, one behind the other, appeared on the path in the bamboo forest. This was the only way to Lu Yanci's small building.
Is this the small building where Luo Ying wanted to stay when she was drunk?
The moonlight was bright and the light and shadows were blurry. Wen Ning held his breath and saw two shadows walking past quickly, one behind the other.
The taller one is naturally Lu Yanci, who has long legs and long steps. The one who stumbles behind is Luo Ying.
Wen Ning was a little surprised. Lu Yanci doted on Luo Ying. Why didn't he help her when she was drunk?
The night breeze was slightly cool, blowing up people's clothes. Under the moonlight, Luo Ying's clothes were fluttering in a white dress, and she was surprisingly soft and beautiful.
At the same time, the crisp bamboo fragrance in the courtyard was blown away, and Wen Ning seemed to smell the faint smell of alcohol on their bodies.
"Aci, why are you ignoring me? I'm dizzy and can't walk."
Lu Yanci suddenly stopped and Luo Ying bumped into his back. She took the opportunity to hug Lu Yanci's waist and said coquettishly, "Aci, I don't want to go back today."
Lu Yanci's voice sounded smooth, as light as frozen ice, "Today is Shen Zhou's death anniversary."
"Shen Zhou, Shen Zhou again, Yan Ci, the person I like is you, not Shen Zhou!"
Under the moonlight, half of Lu Yanci's face was covered in shadow, making it so shadowy that people couldn't see his expression clearly.
"Luo Ying, are you not going to abide by the agreement between us?"
With that said, he pushed away Luo Ying's hand and said, "You've drunk too much. Go back. I'll ask Li Nan to see you off."
Luo Ying suddenly started sobbing lowly, her voice was very thin, "Aci, I was willful that time just to piss you off."
Lu Yanci said calmly: "It's not important."
He turned around and paused for two seconds when his cold gaze swept across Wen Ning's hiding place.
Wen Ning was so shocked that he held his breath for fear of being discovered by Lu Yanci.
Under the moonlight, she saw Lu Yanci's face clearly.
His appearance is really impeccable, with stern eyebrows, a high bridge of nose, beautiful thin lips, and clear facial features as sharp as a knife. His eyes are always cold and bottomless, as if they are calm at all times. , and won’t take a high look at anything.
So beautiful! No wonder there are always women flying into the flames!
The moment Wen Ning was stunned, Lu Yanci had already looked away. He waved not far behind him, "Li Nan, send Miss Luo back. She's drunk too much."
Luo Ying looked at him in disbelief, "Aci, are you driving me away?"
Lu Yanci said calmly: "You are drunk, go back and have a good rest."
At this time, Li Nan also came up, "Miss Luo Ying, let me take you back."
Luo Ying looked at Lu Yanci with tears in her eyes, as if waiting for him to leave her, but Lu Yanci just softened his voice and said, "Be obedient and go back."
Luo Ying lowered her head and said in a low voice: "Aci, I will miss you."
The voice was gentle and tender, as tender as water, and Wen Ning felt like he was about to turn into water.
She looked at the lovers under the moonlight with envy, feeling that the atmosphere was so sweet that they would get married right there.
Later, I don't know what Lu Yanci said, but in a very low voice, Luo Ying turned around and left.
After Luo Ying left, Lu Yanci did not turn around and looked towards the direction where Wen Ning was hiding.
Wen Ning was startled and moved back unconsciously, then heard a snap.
It was the sound of branches breaking.
Wen Ning was so nervous that his palms began to sweat, and he didn't dare to look at Lu Yanci again.
"come out!"
Lu Yanci stared at her motionless, and the coldness in his voice seemed to have tainted the summer air with a layer of coldness, as if the person who spoke softly to Luo Ying just now was not him.
Seeing that Wen Ning didn't move, Lu Yanci narrowed his eyes, and his voice sounded dangerous and cold, "Do you want me to go in and pull you out?"
Wen Ning had no choice but to move out slowly.
Under the moonlight, Lu Yanci's face was as cold as an ice brick. Wen Ning only glanced at it before lowering his head and said in a very low voice: "Uncle..."
The bright cold moon fell on Wen Ning's delicate little face, making her even more charming and charming. Even her hair had an alluring beauty.
She was obviously wearing a conservative nightgown, but the small section of her exposed neck was white, tender, and exuding a seductive aura. Lu Yanci felt that the air had become a bit hotter.
His Adam's apple rolled, he narrowed his eyes, and suddenly grabbed her belt and moved it toward him.
Wen Ning instantly fell into his arms. She was so frightened that she froze up and looked at him in horror, not daring to make a sound.
Lu Yanci was wearing a suit. Even though there were several layers of fabric, she could still feel the burning warmth of his body.
She was so frightened that she struggled a little, but unexpectedly, Lu Yanci pinched her waist tightly.
She couldn't help but tremble and called out "Uncle" in a low voice.
Lu Yanci's eyes paused for a moment on the tiny mole on her lips, and then he suddenly raised his head and took away the dry bamboo leaves that were stuck in her hair.
Then, he let go of his hand and looked at her seriously: "Why did you run away?"
Wen Ning breathed a sigh of relief, still hanging his head, and said in a very low voice: "I accidentally soiled my skirt, so I went back to deal with it. I was too tired and fell asleep."
As he spoke, he subconsciously hid the copper box in his hand behind his back.
