Red dust kills beauty

38. The gift of silence ①

The witch merchant walked up to me step by step, I couldn't move under his gaze, I could only watch helplessly as he tore off my collar, revealing the traces hidden inside.

"..." I tilted my head slightly, trying to avoid his sight, but completely exposed my neck.

The witch merchant's slender fingers pinched my throat, and when I thought he would strangle me to death, his dark eyes suddenly bent.

The witch merchant smiled and asked me: "There is a deep tooth mark here, didn't you notice it?"

I'm in a daze, is that so?Last night, because I was injected with a large amount of medicine, my will has not been very clear. I basically have no memory of what Fu Baixue did, but it seems...

Last night he punished me angrily by holding my throat.

But I left in such a hurry today that I didn't even look in the mirror.

I didn't know how to answer, hesitated for a while, then shook my head honestly: "I didn't find it."

"..." As if I was speechless, he squeezed the space between his brows.

It was only then that I noticed that there was a slight bruise under his eyes.The witch merchant's skin is extremely cold white, and this shadow makes his thick black eyes even deeper.

I couldn't express the strangeness in my heart. This kind of strangeness made me unable to go upstairs directly. I even hoped that the witch merchant would get angry-with his jealousy, he must be furious, right?

What else would he do?Will you forcefully ask me not to do this or that, or must I keep a distance from Fu Baixue?

Or, with his evil taste, he will think of ways to torment me?Then I'll just let him go... I won't hit him this time after he's done.

Just as he was thinking, the witch merchant coughed suddenly.

When people are angry, blood pressure will rise and breathing will become rapid. In order to control their emotions, the usual method is to take deep breaths.I don't know why he didn't get angry when he was so angry, but obviously, when he took a deep breath, he forgot the ribs that I broke.

Big Alpha's physique is several grades better than ordinary Beta's, but he can't recover from broken ribs immediately. He has been recuperating recently, even my daily physical training has been suspended.

This time he suddenly lost his breath and coughed immediately.He probably didn't expect that something went wrong suddenly, and his plain face was instantly flushed. He wanted to hold back, but coughing, like love, was something that couldn't be concealed.

The witch merchant coughed more and more violently, his back arched in embarrassment, and his voice was bloody, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.

"..." I couldn't bear it, and took a step forward, but like a wounded cat, he suddenly took a big step back.

"First get rid of your—cough cough...obscuring your eyes, cough cough cough, cough cough cough cough! Also, cough cough cough, go take a bath!" He covered his lips and said with difficulty.Although the tone was very fierce, and I forgot to add an honorific title, but I didn't dare to get angry at all.

After his reminder, I just remembered that I was facing the face of that Omega with a similar figure last night, and I kept forgetting to change it back.

I have never liked to use this ability, because although it is convenient, it really hurts.It's like using a knife directly on the face without anesthesia.

I made several adjustments to the mirror in the bathroom, originally planning to change back to my own appearance, but suddenly hesitated.Thinking of the witch merchants who were still outside, I suddenly had an idea.

If I put the face of "teacher" on my face, would the witch merchant be happier?

I want to make him happy.

I know what the "teacher" looks like. When the Wu family was looking for someone, they gave me his photo, and I still keep it.

I opened the phone and found the appearance of the other party in the encrypted file. After careful observation, I pinched myself into that person.

He will be satisfied.

I ignored the soreness in my heart, and walked out again.

Arguing on the first floor is not good after all, Zhaoyao went out, it would be embarrassing if he saw it.While I was tidying up, he went back to his bedroom—yes, since we moved, we finally don’t live in the same room, but his bedroom is next to mine, and the bathroom in the middle is still connected.

In the past, we would always say goodnight to Zhaoyao like a dog, and after we went back to our bedrooms, we would meet privately in the connecting room.The witch merchant joked at the time, saying that it seemed that the hostess was cheating on the child.

I asked him at the time, who is the hostess?

The witch merchant who lived in the hostess' room was suddenly speechless.

Thinking of these interesting things, I can't help but curl up a gentle smile on the corner of my lips.Just in time, the witch merchant who was half lying on the sofa raised his head and met my eyes when I came out of the bathroom.

"........."

He was stunned, his pupils constricted violently, as if he had turned into a stone statue.

In fact, the emotional expression of witch merchants has always been very small.

He used to always have a cold and world-weary expression, looking at everyone with a mocking face; later I forced him to become a drama queen, with every frown and smile he was the most beautiful DramaQueen on the stage.

Some people cry and laugh because they want to cry and laugh.But some people cry and laugh, but he thinks he should cry and laugh.

I've never been sure what was going on in that clever mind of the witch merchant and how he really felt.

But at this moment, I finally noticed that there was a deep crack in his mask-like shell, revealing a little flesh and blood inside.

It was an attachment so deep that I wanted to cry.

I don't know if it was influenced by Omega's physiology, and I have a bit of motherhood. I, who was obviously the most impatient of this situation, felt sad when I saw his fragile appearance.

"..."

His mouth opened, as if he wanted to say something, I couldn't help but concentrate on listening carefully, but saw that the witch merchant seemed to react suddenly, and his expression became sober again.

The fragility just now dissipated completely in an instant, and he became that noble young man who would smile no matter how angry he was.

For me, the transformation is like melting spring water and turning into winter wind.

……what.

I stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

He didn't seem very happy.

Compared to his teacher, is the witch merchant so reluctant to see me?

I don't mind - no matter how you say it, a big Alpha of the witch merchant followed me without any plans, and I was the one who took advantage of it.As a dividend payer, I'm not in a position to complain - I'm just a little, a little skeptical.

After all, I and his teacher are the same person, how much worse am I than my future self, that makes the witch merchant show such a cold expression the moment he understands?

The witch merchant pinched his eyebrows again: "Change back."

I stand still.

Seeing that I didn't move, he put down his hand and added the words without a smile on his face: "Please, you."

...that's not what I meant.

I lowered my eyes and looked at the witch merchant sitting on the sofa.

Probably the ribs were hurting again, he pressed his hand there lightly, his eyebrows were also furrowed.

I touched my face and asked suspiciously, "Why are you unhappy?"

This is not the result I want at all.He has been eating me as a substitute for so long, so he should be happier if he takes a step closer.I've thought about it, if he wants me to have sex with him with this skin on, it's not impossible.

"I, why, what, no, happy, happy?"

The witch merchant repeated every word, paused, and looked at me.

"..."

"..."

I also looked at him, wanting an answer that I had been wondering for a long time.However, I don't even know what I'm wondering about.I just--

I don't know what the witch merchant got out of my expression, he paused, then nodded suddenly: "I see."

I:"……?"

The witch merchant suddenly showed a bright smile, and his tone became light and cute: "This is a gift from you? I like it very much."

I frowned.

He is still smiling, whether it is the sparkling eyes or the smile lines on the corners of his lips, it shows that he is so happy and likes it.He continued briskly: "Then how long are you going to keep this look? After all, I have to think about how to explain it to Ah Zhao."

If it weren't for the obvious and real rejection he showed just now, I would have believed it.

—You see, he is so unpredictable.

It seems that apart from the pain, I can't find any flaws in him.But now, he could even hide the flinching when he was stung.

I interrupted him: "That's enough. I didn't want you to do this. Don't act."

The witch merchant tilted his head cutely, his eyes still shining brightly: "Are you sure you don't want it anymore?"

"Yes." I pursed my lips.

The witch merchant rolled his dark eyes: "Then you can change your face back too."

... But I still don't understand why he is unhappy.

Forget it.

I went back to the bathroom and adjusted my face in the mirror a little bit.This time the witch merchant also came in, I glanced at him, but didn't care.

This process was long, exhausting, and painful. I turned on the faucet and flushed streams of blood into the sewer.

The witch merchant folded his arms and watched quietly. After watching for a while, he also asked me why: "Why do you want to hit the teacher in the face all of a sudden?"

I looked at him in surprise.

In my heart, the witch merchant is the kind of person who is particularly transparent to people's hearts. Although he is still a little ghost, he has a strange ability to interpret the twists and turns of others.

I never imagined that the Witch Chamber of Commerce would ask why for such an obvious thing.

There is no reason, I just want to make you happy.

But when I've already screwed up, it's like I'm retarded to say this, so I stop and say, "...you just take this as a gift for you."

The reason why we have been so entangled in the gift thing is because I have never given a gift to the witch merchant.

Ever since the witch merchant came to Yanbei alone, at first he hadn't single-handedly defeated his family's numerous achievements. Others pity him for his loneliness, and they always help him openly and secretly, such as sending some food every now and then, or bringing some when he travels back. small gift.

For example, Fu Baixue, every time we went out to suppress foreign enemies, he always remembered to pick something, some for his subordinates, some for Zhaoyao, and some for witch merchants.

They have a good relationship, and I think it has something to do with this.Because the witch merchant is actually a person who cherishes the kindness of others, although he never said it.

At that time, Fu Baixue also advised me to give the child a little bit and stop bullying others all day long.At that time, I saw that the witch merchants were upset, and I always scoffed at them.

So even if I bring a few catties of special products to the janitor, I don't want to bring a stone to the witch merchant.

Later, our relationship became ambiguous, but I still didn't give him anything.

As the second-in-command of the Self-Defense Forces, I have a very rich family background, not to mention the trophies captured every time, I am always the first to pick.

I bought gemstones for Zhaoyao, and beads for Fu Baixue, but I never got the part of a witch merchant.

—he thought he hadn't.

I did put them all away and never gave them to him.

Every piece that belongs to him is stored in a big box deep in the closet by me—don’t think that I cherish them so much!

The first time I prepared a gift for him, it was just for Zhaoyao's share.

Zhaoyao, who was still illiterate at the time, got full marks in handwriting for the first time, so I picked out a pen for him, but I accidentally bought an extra one.

I didn't know what to do, and I didn't want to see the eccentric or smug expression of the witch merchant when he received the gift, so I simply threw it into the drawer, out of sight and out of mind.

Later, I accidentally bought more things, and I put them all in the same place.

We were still living in Shuilongpo at that time. Once a witch merchant was looking for something. When he opened the drawer under the table in our bedroom, he saw a mess of sundries.

"Why did you put so many things in it?"

he said in surprise.

I just feel unspeakable shame, and I don't know why.

I said indiscriminately, "Just put it in."

Afraid that he would take another look and discover the mystery inside, I slammed the drawer shut.

"There's nothing here, you can find it elsewhere."

Later, I was afraid that he would dig them out again, so under the excuse of cleaning, I packed all these messy gadgets into a box and stuffed them under my bed.Then I went around and around, and I stuffed it into the wardrobe of my new home.

——But this is something I would never tell a witch merchant to death.

The witch merchant was taken aback by my "gift". He didn't know how to respond, blinked, and then opened his mouth with a sigh.

"...It turns out that this is really my first gift."

Shaman raised his head slightly, and kept pinching the center of his eyebrows, as if trying to hold back the tears that filled his eyes.He inhaled lightly, but coughed again, a bloody, hollow echo.

"Cough—Wu Shen, do you really have a heart?"

"..."

At this time, he still called me Wushen.

I opened my mouth to say something, but I didn't know what to say, so I had to shut up.

After the witch merchant finished coughing, he crossed his arms and was quiet for a while, then suddenly asked: "Do you hate me very much, hate me, and want to torture me?"

! ! ! ? ? ?

I was startled, and turned around in amazement, but now I haven't finished my face, half of it is bloody, and he can't see anything.

Beads of blood rolled down from the corners of my open eyes, and I wiped them off casually.

"...Why do you think so?"

I asked dryly.

The witch merchant didn't know what wrong answer he got from me, he laughed at himself.

"That's right, I forcibly stepped in between you and Mr. Fu, and took advantage of my gender to get in and rape you—not to mention that I'm gloomy, vicious, mean, and mean, and I'm the kind of person you hate the most .”

He asked softly: "As much as you like Zhaoyao, you hate me who is the opposite. Right?"

Next chapter: The Gift of Silence②

He pursed his lips.

"I know you actually hate me. But I don't give a shit."

?April [-]st

Don't believe what Aning said that he doesn't mind the double.

He minded to death.

Remember, he repeatedly emphasized that it doesn't matter, he is very concerned about it.

For example, "accidentally", "bought too much", "handy" and "doesn't matter".

You taste, you taste carefully.