Flower World

Wang Lianshan practiced Xingyiquan for half his life, but he didn't stop a single Song Yichen.

Yu Zhiyao left the house on the front foot, and Song Yichen escaped on the back foot.Taking his men and horses to follow him all the way, he kicked open the gate accurately based on his intuition and traces, and pointed his gun at He Dianying—but he was still a step too late, because Yu Zhiyao had already fallen under Xiao Laojiu's gun.

His gaze swept across the whole courtyard quickly, and he saw Feng'er in disheveled clothes from the door of the east wing.

In an instant, he understood everything!The finger hooked on the trigger exerted strength, and he stared at He Dianying, his eyes were about to shoot flames.Xiao Laojiu noticed it, and immediately shouted: "Song! How dare you shoot?"

Song Yichen stared at the crowd in front of him without saying a word—he really didn't dare to shoot.If Yu Zhiyao's life was injured in the scuffle, then his crime would be serious.

At the same time, He Dianying suddenly yelled like an eruption: "Yu Er, stop staring at me! I don't know about this, I really don't know!" Then he turned around and pointed at Song Yichen beside him: "And What's going on here? I asked you to come alone, why did you secretly hide a tail?"

Yu Zhiyao trembled with anger, and saw people crowded in all directions.The whole world became flowing water, and the shadows of people swayed from time to time.There was the sound of gurgling water in my ears, and chaotic thoughts flooded into my mind.In a daze, he tilted his head, and vaguely heard the little Feng'er calling uncle one after another in the distance, and the childish voice was immediately drowned out by He Dianying's angry roar, what was the roar, he heard Not clear.Subconsciously following the voice, he tilted his head, his vision went dark, and he sank into the water of a world.

When Yu Zhiyao woke up, he found that he was already in the hospital.

Song Yichen accompanied the bed with a haggard look.Seeing that he opened his eyes, he leaned forward and asked, "Second Master, are you feeling better?"

Yu Zhiyao stared at him blankly, knowing that something important must have happened before, but her mind went blank, as if she had lost the ability to recall and think.

So Song Yichen continued: "Second Master, don't worry, there is no fight. There are hostages in hand, and no one dares to move first. In the end, I replaced you and Feng'er with He Dianying, and everything is fine now."

As soon as this remark came out, Yu Zhiyao immediately recalled the cause and effect.Trembling, he raised a hand towards Song Yichen. He closed his eyes, unable to speak.But Song Yichen didn't know why, so he tentatively held his hand: "Second Master?"

Yu Zhiyao felt distressed.

I feel sorry for Feng'er, and I also feel sorry for Little Mint.Feng'er is a girl, and being harmed is equivalent to killing half of her life; and little mint...little mint doesn't understand anything, so she just pushes him heartlessly.One day, he was going to be forced to death.

Song Yichen's palm was thick and hard, and he could pinch and hurt Yu Zhiyao's bones just by squeezing it casually.Pain seemed to be something to be missed. He remembered that when he was abused by Yu Chaozheng, it seemed that he hadn't suffered so much.

After Yu Zhiyao left the hospital, she went directly to Song's house to visit Feng'er.Feng'er's lower body was covered in blood, but Song Yichen felt that her daughter was already embarrassing enough, and there was no need to go to the hospital to expose her body to the doctor.The little wife of the Song family always quarreled with Feng'er, but now she stopped arguing and helped Feng'er wash her body.Feng'er gradually slowed down, her complexion was pale and she didn't say a word, tears were streaming down her face, her eyes were only looking straight ahead.

When Yu Zhiyao arrived, Feng'er had already returned to the bed in the room.Song Yichen, who was a father, sighed and didn't know what to say.In front of Yu Zhiyao and his wife and daughter, he raised his hand and slapped himself across the face: "I'm a fucking coward! The wife and son in the front were beaten to death by the Japanese, and the girl who was left behind was let go." The spy is in trouble!"

When Yu Zhiyao saw him mentioning the word "disaster" again in front of Feng'er, she reprimanded in a low voice: "Yichen, shut up! We just got into this world, so what if we don't accept it? If you are going to be tortured, just grit your teeth and get over it, there is still a long way to go!"

In this passage, the first half is for Song Yichen, and the second half is for Feng'er.Song Yichen failed to blow He Dianying's head in the morning. Although he looked calm on the surface, in fact, he was so angry with hatred in his heart; after hearing Yu Zhiyao's words, he didn't say anything, and he didn't know if he remembered it in his heart.Feng'er was wrapped in a quilt and curled up, looking like a small ball, extremely small.

Feng'er never spoke.Lowering her head and burying her face in the quilt, she remained motionless, turning into a stone ashamed to see others.

Sitting at the side, Yu Zhiyao suddenly remembered Feng'er's appearance when she was a child—remember the first time she saw Feng'er, Feng'er was dirty and smelly, and he took her to Yuqing Pool to take a bath.At that time, Feng'er was still shameless, swimming around in the pool with her buttocks bare.

After leaving Yuqing Lake, he led Feng'er's little hand forward.There was a wind that day, and the wind lifted Feng'er's wet long hair. Feng'er looked up at him, and he looked down at Feng'er.

Yu Zhiyao suddenly wanted to cry.He has no relatives and no family, he is as lonely as a tree; but He Dianying only allows him to stand on the wasteland, not even a single flower blooms beside him.

How much he loves He Dianying, like a tree looking forward to chirping birds.But the little bird pecked him until the branches and leaves withered.

Yu Zhiyao sat beside Feng'er until evening.No matter how much he persuaded, Feng'er remained silent.

When it was dark, he returned home dazed and exhausted.After arriving home, he suddenly became nervous again, and called Song Yichen to tell Song Yichen, "Don't move around."Song Yichen hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

Sitting exhausted on the sofa, he just panted quietly.The phone next to him suddenly rang loudly. He turned his head and looked around, but he didn't see the servant, so he raised his hand to grab the receiver and replied in a low voice: "Mansion Yu."

He Dianying's voice sounded, in an aggrieved and urgent tone: "Are you okay? Listen to me..."

Yu Zhiyao suddenly felt boundless heaviness and disappointment.He interrupted He Dianying: "I'm tired, I'm not here."

Then he hung up the phone, stood up unsteadily, and walked upstairs.

He Dianying held the microphone and stood on the ground in a daze for a long time.

Yu Zhiyao had never hit him before—they had known each other for more than ten years, and they had never hit him, but they did today.With so little strength, he couldn't even hold his hands, but he was able to slap bright red finger marks on his face. This is beating him at the risk of his life!

Then, now the phone refuses to answer.

After hanging up the microphone and turning around, he saw Xiao Laojiu.Xiao Lao Jiu, who had just been beaten up by him, stood at the door, his shirt collar was completely torn, and he was lowering his head to wipe the blood between his mouth and nose with his only hand.Looking up to meet his gaze, Xiao Laojiu was almost bruised and swollen, but his expression was calm, and he looked unrepentant.

He Dianying sighed, bent down and sat down on the ground.Waving his hand in frustration, he said softly, "Go, wash your face, and bring some wine over here!"

Youmei is not as old as Xiaolaojiu, but she always regards Xiaolaojiu as her younger brother.She applied potion on Xiao Laojiu's face, and asked quietly, "Why did you two start fighting?"

Xiao Laojiu grinned and said, "It's okay. Sister-in-law, let's cook a few dishes. Brother wants to drink some wine."

Youmei knew that Xiao Laojiu liked her craft very much, so she turned around and went to the kitchen.

He Dianying and Xiao Laojiu sat cross-legged on the tatami, drinking and eating food across a low table.Xiao Laojiu wanted to speak several times, but as soon as he opened his mouth, He Dianying scolded him back impatiently: "Shut that dog mouth of yours!"

The dishes made by Youmei are heavy and greasy, not elegant, but very fragrant.He Dianying hadn't eaten all day, and at this time, he ate with relish, one mouthful of food and one mouthful of wine.The troubles in his heart settled for a while, and he himself refused to think about it.Xiao Laojiu watched the words and expressions, and didn't dare to say more, so he had to pick up the wine bottle and pour wine for him at any time.

Use wine to dispel your sorrows and worry even more.He Dianying's body became softer and weaker as he drank, and finally he fell down.Xiao Laojiu was also drunk, sitting and shaking.Youmei came to clean up the mess, first went to see Xiao Laojiu, Xiao Laojiu leaned back, and said vaguely: "Sister-in-law, I will sleep here, don't worry about me."

After hearing this, Youmei turned to He Dianying with peace of mind.He Dianying had already turned into a puddle of mud, thanks to her strength, she hugged the opponent's waist and dragged and dragged him, forcing him to stand up.Carrying her fiancé back to the bedroom staggeringly, she stood in front of the bed, bent over and helped He Dianying to lie down.

Although He Dianying is not thick, he is a man after all, with a heavy body.She was so tired that she was out of breath, and her feminine breath rushed to He Dianying's nose, causing him to raise his arms in a dazed drunkenness, and subconsciously hugged Youmei.

Tomomi froze for a moment, and then began to have a fever all over her head and face.She didn't resist, because she knew that this day would come sooner or later.