Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"Well, I didn't hide anything, never."

Song Tingran walked to the side and Shi Yan followed him. In fact, no one would notice him if he didn't leave. Everyone in the Song family, young and old, was in their respective rooms packing things for tomorrow.

"Liu Bai found out that the people from the Sihai Escort Agency were tied up in the deep mountains of Banshan Village. He was confident that he could go alone to rescue them. I also went to the government office with Sister Lin today. We are ready."

Shi Yan was really stunned, opening and closing his mouth.

"Wife, is Liu Bai really willing to go to the mountains alone to save people just for you?"

"Yeah, so even with the double insurance, I'm still worried. I want to go and confirm some details with him again."

Shi Yan nodded heavily, "My dear wife, go ahead. I will sense the other people in the family."

"Should I tell them? I'm afraid they will be scared. After all, we just need to go to Banshan Village for fun. The people behind this will definitely be exposed because of our arrival."

"Then wait until this is over."

"it is good."

Song Tingran walked towards the embroidery workshop. Shi Yan watched her figure until she disappeared, then went back home to continue packing. His mind was in a mess, so he found the medicine box at home and brought a lot of ointments for bruises and injuries, as well as heart-protecting pills for internal use.

Inside the embroidery workshop, Gu Yan was practicing boxing. There were already marks on the wooden stake that Xiao Yuchen had made for him.

"Gu Yan, where is Liu Bai?"

Gu Yan stopped and looked at Song Tingran. He couldn't see clearly from here, but he judged it was her from the voice.

"Master, Brother Liu is in his room. He has not been out lately and often stays in his room."

"Okay." Song Tingran felt that the embroidery workshop was very quiet, and asked again: "Where are Lu Zhong and Yong'er?"

"They are all in the room. Yong'er accidentally spilled some soup while eating last night. Lu Zhong cleaned it up for him and then went back to his room."

"Oh, okay, you should go to bed early too."

"Thank you for your concern, Master." Gu Yan bowed to express his gratitude. After Mu Song Tingran left, he started practicing again.

Song Tingran went up the stairs and walked lightly to the door of Liu Bai's room. She did not knock on the door immediately, but walked forward to the door of Lu Zhong and Yong'er's room.

She put her ear against the door. It was very quiet inside, no sound, and it was dark. She guessed that the person was asleep.

She then left and returned to Liu Bai's door. The light in his room was still on.

"Are you asleep?" Song Tingran knocked on the door and asked softly.

"Wait a moment."

Song Tingran was waiting at the door, and soon Liu Bai came to open the door. The quilt on the bed was a little messy, and it seemed that someone had just slept.

"Why did you go to bed so early today?"

"Nothing." Liu Bai glanced at the tea on the table and walked out the door.

"What are you going to do?"

Song Tingran was already sitting on the stool. When he saw Liu Bai was about to leave, he was a little confused.

"No tea tonight, I'll go downstairs and get you something else."

"Don't bother. I'm here to talk to you about something serious. It doesn't matter if you drink or not. Just close the door."

Liu Bai closed the door and sat on the stool next to Song Tingran. He looked a little tired.

"Before I tell you about my story, let me confirm one thing with you. Everyone in the embroidery workshop says that you hardly go out and stay in your room every day. In fact, you go out every day, right?"

Liu Bai rested his chin on the table, squinted his eyes and yawned.

"Oh, yes."

"You are quite honest, so why didn't you tell me?"

"I told you, this information is not so timely."

Song Tingran looked at the strong tea on the table. It was even stronger than before. He could smell it just by sitting here.

"Strong tea can refresh you, but long-term dependence on it will be bad for your health."

"No problem." Liu Bai sat up straight and approached without warning, "Are you concerned about me?"

Song Tingran did not avoid him, but looked straight into his eyes. They could feel each other's breathing.

"Well, I'm afraid you'll die suddenly."

Liu Bai swallowed, immediately stood up and sat on the rocking chair beside the bed.

"I won't die. I've lived a hard life and I won't die easily."

"That's great. We'll set off for Banshan Village early tomorrow morning. The government office has made arrangements, and everything will go according to our plan."

Liu Bai said "OK" solemnly and kept looking out the window.

Song Tingran knew that Liu Bai was exhausted, and he guessed that the man who had stabbed people with a knife suddenly fell to his knees and couldn't get up, maybe he was secretly protecting him.

He relied on strong tea to stay awake every day, and was outside day and night to protect her and investigate.

"You've helped me so much, is there anything you want or anything I can help you with?" She asked and was about to leave.

"I've already got what I wanted. I don't want anything else. However, I have a question for you. After the matter is resolved, I hope you can answer this question honestly."

"Okay, no problem, go to bed and get some rest."

Liu Bai stood up and slowly sat down on the edge of the bed. A tired expression flashed across his face, and then he returned to normal.

"Why? You don't want to leave?"

Song Tingran walked to the bed, pressed his shoulders and asked him to lie down. He did not resist, and his eyes were full of inquiry.

"Sleep well and have sweet dreams."

Song Tingran covered him with the quilt again and blew out the candle.

A gasp of cold air came from the bed. Liu Bai tried to remain calm, not wanting to be noticed.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Tingran took two steps back. There was the shadow of moonlight in the room.

"It's okay, you should go back and rest soon. Sweet dreams."

"Ah."

Song Tingran left and stopped halfway up the stairs. Sure enough, the light in Liu Bai's room was on again.

She tiptoed back and pushed the door open directly, which scared Liu Bai who had just lit a candle.

He had always been very alert, but because of the long period of poor rest, fear of the darkness, and the tension of groping for the flint, he did not notice Song Tingran's return.

"No, are you really afraid of the dark?"

"No." Liu Bai denied.

"If you are afraid of the dark, how do you live along the Liushui River? Do you light candles all year round?"

Song Tingran only believed what he saw and didn't believe Liu Bai's stubborn words at all.

"I just suddenly remembered something, so I lit a candle and took a look."

"You have practiced martial arts for many years, so you should be able to see clearly in the dark."

Liu Bai ignored him and blew out the candle with one palm to prove that he was not afraid.

He had never been afraid of the dark, but his experiences during that time made him develop an inexplicable fear of the darkness.

He didn't dare to continue recalling. Cold sweat had already begun to appear on his forehead, but the room was not cold.

Song Tingran walked to his side, took his hand and walked to the bed, let him lie down again, and covered him with a quilt.

"Liu Bai, don't be afraid. I'll stay here with you. I'll leave after you fall asleep."

"I'm not afraid, go back now."

Song Tingran reached out and covered his eyes. "Go to sleep and wait until this is over. I want to hear how you ate the raw fish I gave you."