System maintenance

There was the sound of pattering footsteps in the damp and cold cell, and the person who walked in was none other than Su Yue'e.

"Ning'er, quickly change into these clothes."

Xiao Ning glanced at the clothes in Wu Ma's hand, but she didn't pick them up. She said, "Mother, do you know the consequences of doing this? If caught by the patriarch, then the Xiao family..."

"Mother is here." Su Yue'e looked at Xiao Ning, her eyes softened, and sighed, "Mother has already bribed the people here, and prepared some dry food and money for you on the way. When you arrive in Tongzhou, don't contact your family. Wait. Let’s talk about the wind.”

Xiao Ning hummed, quickly changed her clothes, and the three of them left without the guards watching them intentionally or unintentionally. She appeared at the pier with a bank ticket. From a distance, she vaguely saw a boat approaching, but at this moment , a person came in the cold wind.

"What are you doing here?"

The man hesitated to speak: "Ning'er, why didn't you tell me about the child."

"Tell you?" Xiao Ning smiled, looked deeply at the person she fell in love with, and then looked away after a long time, "I don't want to ruin you."

The wind at the pier was very strong, and the waves hit the boats parked on the shore, making a rushing sound, and an overly sad atmosphere spread.

"I want to hug you." The man walked over slowly, opened his arms and embraced Xiao Ning into his arms.

The sound of the wind in her ear was mixed with a familiar breath, and there was a voice close to her ear, but she couldn't hear it clearly. The next moment, she frowned suddenly, and the blood on her face faded instantly.

The man still hugged the person in his arms, pushing the dagger in his hand hard, the sound of flesh and blood being cut was very clear, he choked up, "I'm sorry."

"You...do you have...love..." Xiao Ning held the man's clothes tightly with her hands, blood dripped from her mouth, her eyes gradually lost focus until she stopped breathing.

A person came out from the darkness, the breath on his body was hundreds of times colder than the cold wind at night, it was a bone-piercing coldness that made people shiver.

The man spoke respectfully, "Master."

A soft voice came out from the dark, accompanied by a light cough, "Ah Jiu, my mother will leave it to you."

"Okay." The man picked up his beloved woman, without turning his head, he said softly, "Master, take care, Ah Jiu is gone." After speaking, he jumped into the river.

The surface of the water splashed a lot, and then slowly returned to calm.

Mo Mo sat at the table and looked at the account books, checking a sum of income, and when he heard the door being pushed, he asked lightly, "Where did you go?"

"I went out to buy you shortbread." Xiao Yisheng opened the paper bag outside, picked up a piece of shortbread and handed it to Shen Mo's mouth, "The wife on the East Street gave birth today, so it closed early, I'm going to Nan Street bought it for you, how does it taste?"

Shen Shen took a mouthful, and said something vaguely in his mouth, "Not bad."

The room is very quiet, except for the occasional sound of flipping papers and slight chewing.

Xiao Yisheng looked away from the book, looked at the young man's pretty side face, made an expression of aggrieved, and said in a helpless tone, "Xiao Mo, you can't leave your husband alone just because you are busy managing accounts."

Putting down the account book, he silently rubbed the center of his brows, feeling speechless, "I didn't ignore you."

"But you haven't even looked at me since I came back and sat here." Xiao Yisheng's voice was very soft, and it's not hard to hear the disappointment in his words.

Mo Mo held his face, leaned over and kissed him deeply, and coaxed, "Hey, go to sleep first, and I'll look at the accounts later."

"Xiaomo, this is my first time marrying a wife." The corners of his lips curled up in a joyful arc, Xiao Yisheng didn't move, he held his head, and in the candlelight, there was a touch of tenderness in those slender eyes, "This life is unique." Do not marry again."

Staring at the boy, he chuckled softly, "You have to be responsible to me."

"Okay, I will take charge." Mo Mo's mouth twitched slightly.

Patting his thigh, Xiao Yisheng smiled softly, "Sit here."

Shen Mo sat on his lap, put his arms around his neck, slightly closed his eyelids, rubbed his lips against Xiao Yisheng's cool chin, and occasionally took a few bites.

"Let's go to the south of the Yangtze River. I heard that the scenery there is picturesque and the four seasons are like spring." Xiao Yisheng embraced the young man and slowly described their future.

"Help me scratch my back, it's a little itchy." Mo Mo listened, a little sleepy, he narrowed his eyes, "Well, a little below, yes, that's there."

The hand in the clothes gradually went down, caressing dishonestly, the slightly cool lips rubbing against the ear, Xiao Yisheng silently let Xiao Yisheng unbutton his clothes.

"Xiao Mo, call me by my name." Xiao Yisheng licked and kissed Shen Mo's neck, invaded every inch of skin with his lips, rubbed the tip of his nose with coolness, rubbed his hands lingeringly on his waist, and then moved down a little bit, stopping at Gently rub the two soft places.

Shen Mo shuttled his hand through Xiao Yisheng's hair, slowly entering his body against his heat, with a tendency to be absolutely possessive.

The moment he was filled, he shrank his body, entangled him even tighter, raised his head and gasped, "Yisheng..."

Xiao Yisheng kissed Shen Mo tenderly, licked his chest, the force was not heavy, it was itchy, but slowly sucked a small bean in his mouth, not wanting to let go, hugging him tightly with his arms, sat on the chair for a while Repeat the simple rhythm once and for all.

Shortness of breath, sweat soaked his eyebrows and eyes, and the temperature of his body brought out a string of sparks in the mutual friction, clamoring to climb to the peak.

The next day, a big event happened in Qinghe Town.

Several guards of the ancestral hall salvaged two corpses by the river, a man and a woman. The man was a talented teacher in the town. condensate.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the matter is already clear. The piece of meat in Xiao Ning's belly belongs to the teacher. When the people in the town saw the two cold and white corpses, they didn't have much sympathy.

It can only be said that the sky cannot tolerate them.

When Shen Mo learned about this, he was digging soil in the yard. He found that the unknown plant in the house had recently shrunk its branches and leaves, and the only white flower that had bloomed was gone.

After thinking about it, he realized that the soil might not have enough nutrients, so he planned to change the soil for the plants.

Move the flower pots filled with soil into the house, wash your hands silently, and then go to Su Yuee's place. In the current Xiao family, there are ups and downs and ups and downs, and things are rushing.

Xiao Ning's funeral has already started to be arranged. It's the New Year's Eve, the house is dead, and the word anxiety is written on everyone's face.

"Third young lady, what are you doing?"

The voice behind him suddenly approached, and the silence quickly suppressed the emotions in his eyes. He pointed to a green bracelet exposed on the bottom layer of a mahogany box placed on the dressing table, "Wu Ma, that's a..."

Wu Ma looked at Shen Mo strangely, and closed the box without any trace, "Miss's dowry."

Mo Mo squeezed the hand in the sleeve, the carving on a fragment picked up in the backyard that day was the same as this one.

With messy messages in his head, he went back to the house silently, and continued to change the soil for the pot of plants. He just touched the edge of the pot when he was stopped by a voice above his head, "Don't touch it!"

Xiao Yisheng seemed a little nervous, his lowered eyes were flickering with uneasy fluctuations, he grabbed the silent hand and put it in front of his eyes, "Let me see your hand."

"I just want to change the soil." Mo Mo was stunned by the situation, "The little white flowers I saw a few days ago withered, I guess the soil is not good enough."

Xiao Yisheng wiped the dirt off Shen Mo's hands with a handkerchief, "Did you touch the branches and leaves above?"

"No." Shen Mo moved his fingers and pursed his lips lightly.

Xiao Yisheng's clenched jaw relaxed, "This potted plant is useless, it won't survive without changing the soil." He said and took the flowerpot out.

Looking at Xiao Yisheng's back silently, he fell into deep thought.

Something is wrong.

On New Year's Eve, there was no lively atmosphere in Xiao's house. The whole family was busy serving dishes, but they didn't feel any vitality.

At the New Year's Eve dinner, Xiao He, who was already unconscious, was not there, and Su Yue'e, who was still in the pain of bereavement, also did not show up. Xiao Cheng was drinking glasses of wine, whispering something in his mouth.

Xiao Qiming, as usual, sat on it silently, occasionally asked a few words, and his expression was not very good.

After a meal, Shen Mo kept his head down and picked up the food in the bowl. After he finished eating, he got up and said hello to the kitchen to prepare food for Xiao Yisheng.

Close the door, the deadly atmosphere is blocked outside, and the room is warm.

Silence watched Xiao Yisheng finished his meal, poured him a cup of hot tea, and the two sat at the table to play chess.

Looking at the trend on the chess board, he glanced at the frowning young man opposite him from the corner of his eye. Xiao Yisheng suddenly said that he was a little hungry, so he got up and brought over a plate of snacks, and glanced at the white piece on the chessboard that had obviously changed. A smile flashed in his eyes.

"Ma'am, you are lying."

Shen Mo looked at him calmly, without blinking, "I didn't."

"Okay, I was wrong." With a clear smile on Xiao Yisheng's face, he picked up a piece of snack and put it into Shen Mo's mouth.

In the next round, because of silence, he secretly changed the position of the chess pieces, but in fact, Xiao Yisheng won the game because of intentional release of water.

When it was almost dawn, Xiao Yisheng hugged Xiao Yisheng to bed with silent sleepy eyelids, and opened his mouth in a daze, allowing the other party's tongue to slide into his mouth and invade him.

After the new year, the people in the town were surprised that they did not hear the news of the death of the third young master of the Xiao family. The shrewd and capable eldest lady died, and none of the three sons of the Xiao family worked. It seems that the Xiao family will end sooner or later.

There was a problem in the business of Jishi Medicine Hall, and the purchase channel was blocked. The former regular customers refused to cooperate with various reasons. Xiao Qiming traveled all over the nearby towns, and the fatigue on his face became more and more obvious. He aged a lot overnight.

Without Xiao Ning, all the holes in the Xiao family were exposed, and he slowly filled them with silence, his two eyebrows were almost knotted.

Xiao's side hall

Looking at the woman in front of her, she called silently, "Ma'am."

"Xiao Mo, your elder brother and second elder brother were cheated out of business and owed a large amount of debt, and now they dare not come back." The woman held Mo Mo's hand and pleaded, "You must help Let's save the Shen family."

"I'll do my best." Shen Mo drew his hand back, not looking at the woman who had made sarcasm and ordered his servants to beat him many times.

He said he was doing his best, but Shen Mo didn't make a move. He calmly watched the Shen family being forced to live on the streets by huge debts.

What's the point of saving such a family?

The days after the year were not peaceful at all, but intensified. Xiao He died, not on the bed, but under the dead tree in the backyard. When he was found, he was as hard as ice.

Su Yue'e hadn't left her room for a long time, her complexion was getting paler day by day, as if something was sucking her blood, at first a doctor went in to treat her, but no matter how much money was given later, no doctor dared to Come.

Just because Su Yue'e had red spots all over her face, each one was like blooming flowers, the light in the room was very dark, and there was a turbid fishy smell in the air, even the maids ran away one after another, they were afraid of being infected.

Shen Mo saw it once while standing at the door, he looked at the dying woman lying on the bed, her grace no longer.

For the sake of glory and wealth, they fought and fought all their lives, but in the end, no one died, and no one died without a whole body.

A few days later, Mrs. Xiao's family died.

The people in the town stretched their necks to look at the mansion on West Street every day, and they didn't dare to discuss anything in private, for fear of being haunted by evil spirits, they took their wives and children and left here if possible.

The door creaked and pushed open from the outside, Xiao Yisheng coughed a few times, "Fourth Brother, I'm here to see you."

"Get out, get out!" A painful voice came from the room.

Xiao Yisheng closed the door and walked over, "Fourth brother, how do you feel?"

"Get out!" Xiao Cheng opened his pupils wide, and after hearing what the other party said behind him, he moved into the bed in horror. His exposed body was covered with pustules and festered, and the air was filled with a foul smell.

Xiao Yisheng curled his lips lightly and smiled coldly. He will never forget the truth he found out on that rainy night.

No one in this Xiao family is clean, except for that young man, his wife, who will be guarded all his life.

The man in front of him was his fourth brother, but he raped his mother, and what did his father do?After hearing Su Yue'e's one-sided statement that his mother had leprosy, she believed it to be true.

Since he was a child, he has heard his father say that he loves his mother countless times, which is really ridiculous.

As for Xiao He, he tried to kill him again and again. If his life was not strong enough, how could he survive to this day, and how could he meet the middle-aged man who taught him martial arts.

Later, he recovered from his illness, but he dared not let anyone know that he wanted to live and watch those people die.

After waiting for so many years, just to grow that potted flower, luckily it finally blossomed and bear fruit. Su Yue'e died. He really wanted to laugh out loud, but he couldn't.

"Fourth brother, it's time to send you on your way." Walking slowly, the dagger in Xiao Yisheng's sleeve pierced Xiao Cheng's throat, and the blood covered the bedding red.

Lan Zhi was boiling medicine in the kitchen, and now there were no more servants in the Xiao Mansion, running and dying, only the old butler Jin was left.

"Third brother, you...you..." Looking at the man standing against the light, Lan Zhi stepped back in fear, "Where did you get the blood from?"

"Do you still remember the winter 12 years ago?" The man's voice was soft, with a slight tremor in his throat, restraining something, "The heavy snow turned the entire Qinghe Town into a vast expanse of whiteness, who was carrying a food box The one who went into the backyard, Lan Zhi, was you."

Lan Zhi fell to the ground in horror, covered her head and yelled with a pale face, "No, no, it's not me, no------"

She kicked her legs and struggled, the gates of hell were reflected in her dilated pupils, and the force on her neck suddenly tightened.

The man lowered the corners of his eyes, and casually retracted the white silk, "Mother, there's only one left."

The door of the study room was pushed open from the outside, Xiao Yisheng stepped in and called the person in front of the desk, "Father."

Xiao Qiming didn't look up, and didn't know what he was looking at. He stared at the beam, sighed softly, and said wearily, "Sheng'er, you're here."

"You are the only one left." Xiao Yisheng handed over the bowl of soup in his hand.

"It's your mother's favorite drink in her life." Taking a spoonful and putting it into his mouth, Xiao Qiming's eyes revealed a look of reminiscence, "It tastes really similar."

Blood overflowed from his mouth, more and more, without fear of death, Xiao Qiming smiled on his face full of age marks, he looked at a place in the void, and slowly stretched out his hand.

"Ruyan..."

Xiao Yisheng watched from the sidelines from the beginning to the end, there was no emotion on his pale face, but a crazy and distorted smile appeared in his lowered eyes.

Mother, they are all going down to accompany you.

Three days later, a new shopkeeper appeared in Jishi Medicine Hall, and everyone in the town looked at Xiao's mansion that slowly disappeared in the fire, and they were all filled with emotion in their hearts.

The Xiao family is gone.

Ten years later

The Land of Fish and Rice in the South of the Yangtze River, Danyang

There is a thatched house on the mountain near the river, standing in the shade of greenery and flowers, and a peach tree is planted in front of the house, full of peach blossoms, dancing in the wind.

The furnishings in the room were simple and tidy. There was a young man lying on the wooden bed, his cheeks were abnormally thin, but his eyes were calm and clear for ten years.

Shen Mo leaned against the bed and looked at the peach blossoms outside the window, Zeng Jin's past slowly flooded into his eyes, since he left Xiao's house that time, he had a strange illness, Xiao Yisheng took him all over towns and cities.

Seeing the man haggard day by day, he said he was tired and wanted to go home, so they came back here.

Ten years have passed, and time seems like a scene.

He spent ten springs, summers, autumns and winters with Xiao Yisheng, living a life of mutual companionship, with simple meals and simple meals every day, but it was also clean, without disputes, and without conspiracy and schemes.

Xiao Yisheng was very kind to him, from not being able to cook to taking care of his food and clothing with his own hands, whether he was cold, hot, thirsty or hungry, needless to say, the other party could understand with a look or a simple movement.

He can vividly remember everything that happened in these years, and he is also very clear about the kindness of that man to him.

As if feeling cold, Shen Mo pulled up the quilt, sometimes forgetting that he was just a passer-by, forgetting that there were still unfinished tasks, just lying quietly in Xiao Yisheng's arms, listening to him talking about the things that happened down the mountain. People and things, listening to him calling "Madam" over and over again, gradually falling asleep.

"What is his treasure?" For ten years, there was no movement, and he almost thought that the system had collapsed.

A long-lost mechanical voice sounded in his head, "Ding, it's Xiao Yisheng's favorite, the bowl of lean meat porridge that Mr. Shen drank this morning."

"Ding, after ten years, the system has finally been repaired. The NPC sent out told Xiao Yisheng yesterday that if he wanted to save his lover, he had to cut off his heart. Congratulations, Mr. Shen, the last task in this volume Finally done, leave the countdown."

The brain exploded with a bang, Shen Mo couldn't hear anything, his hands were tightly grasping the edge of the bed, his stomach was churning, his heart was clenched together, it was painful.

He forgot how long he hadn't got out of bed, his legs were a little stiff, Mo Mo grabbed the clothes with trembling fingertips, and put them on tremblingly, he found the man by the river.

Probably because the wind by the river was too strong, it dazzled my eyes, and two lines of tears fell down.

"Yisheng?" Shen Mo encircled him from behind, tears wet his cheeks, he put his chin against the man's shoulder, trembling all over, whispered with trembling lips, "Go home."

He seemed to see the man raising his slender eyes, staring at him intently and affectionately, kissing his brow with his lips, and said with a smile, "Ma'am, let's go home."