"But don't worry, I haven't had time to tell him your identity yet. He was also blind before, so he probably couldn't recognize you. The reason why he was...perhaps curious about why you looked at him like that yesterday, You even waved to him as if you knew him. But I thought about it, and I will say it when the time comes... Just say that the reason why you want to ask him for help is that you want to ask him for help. As long as you refuse to admit it..."
"So what if you refuse to admit it until death?" Shen Zhixi's voice was very soft.
The arrow in her chest hurt so much that she thought she was going to die. It still hurt now, but even sitting up for a while felt strenuous and uncomfortable.
When I saw Tang Zhou, I thought it was a fantasy before his death.
If she had known it was true, she would have preferred to pretend to be dead.
Bad fate is always difficult to break.
How does that saying go? Enemy's road is narrow, enemy's road is really narrow!
She met her as soon as she arrived in Yuejing City. She was afraid of what would happen. God really knows how to play tricks on people. She just wanted to live her own life in peace and contentment. Why couldn't it be done for her?
"It doesn't matter if I haven't seen it before. As soon as I open my mouth, he will recognize it immediately."
He is Tang Zhou.
Tang Zhou can still hunt even if he is blind, can make wood carvings, and can kill people.
How could he not recognize her voice.
"Isn't this a medical clinic? You can quietly go to the doctor and ask him to prescribe me some medicine to make my throat mute. This may solve this dilemma. Otherwise, I'm afraid that if he catches me and tortures me, I definitely can’t bear to make sounds. Only if I really become mute can I..."
"No." Fang Rou grabbed her hand and shed another tear.
"Even if you really made yourself mute with poison, there is still A Ying. A Ying looks so much like him, which is living proof. What are you going to do with A Ying? Can you still make her disappear? "
yes.
Shen Zhixi raised his eyelids and saw Wan Ying.
She was really hurt and confused, and her brain hadn't come to her senses yet.
With Wan Ying here, this problem remains unsolved. It is absolutely impossible for her daughter to disappear. Wan Ying is her life.
Let Wanying disappear, it would be better to let...
What followed was a moment of depressing silence.
But the silence did not last long. The sound of footsteps outside finally broke the calm. With the sound of the door being pushed open with a "bang", Shen Zhixi's beating heart was shaken heavily.
It's him!
Tang Zhou, no, it’s Song Lianzhou.
"Uncle Guo?" Fang Rou was also startled. She stood up hurriedly and was so nervous that she didn't know how to breathe.
Song Lianzhou didn't look at Fang Rou, his eyes only fell on Shen Zhixi's face.
"Get out." This was what he said to Fang Rou.
"Uncle Guo, my sister is still injured, she can't..."
"Get lost." Song Lianzhou said three words in a row, each word cold, the words were not serious but had a strong sound that made people's hearts tremble when they heard them.
Fang Rou forced herself to look back at Shen Zhixi, and when she saw Shen Zhixi nodding towards her, she walked past Song Lianzhou with a stern face and walked out the door.
Then, the two people in the room stared at each other for a long time.
After being drunk last night, Song Lianzhou always felt hazy when looking at her, but now he looked at her and found her complex beyond words.
The same goes for Shen Zhixi. The fantasy has become a reality, and he is more than shocked.
But no matter how complicated and shocking the situation was, the expressions of both of them were surprisingly calm. There was no trace of lingering and sorrowful crying, and they could only look at each other in silence without daring to take a step forward.
One is afraid to say it, and the other is not willing to say it.
But after all, Song Lianzhou had more purposes than her. He didn't just come to see her.
"What's your name? Who's your last name?"
He took a few steps forward. The room was not big, and he reached the bed in a few steps.
His question had an interrogating tone.
But Shen Zhixi did not retreat or flinch, slightly raising his head and looking at him without fear.
He has really changed over the years.
Unexpectedly, the little blind man who was seriously injured and brought back by her had such an identity.
Uncle Guo is really distinguished.
No wonder he always vowed to provide her with a grand wedding ceremony, take care of her, and protect her from worries all her life.
Given his status, he can indeed do it.
In the past, she always liked to dress him in white, and she liked to see him look as good-looking as an immortal, but suddenly she was not used to seeing him dressed in black.
"not talking?"
Song Lianzhou raised his eyebrows with a leisurely attitude.
"Don't want to say it, or...don't dare to say it?"
Shen Zhixi didn't speak, just looked at him. He was not in a hurry, and when he spoke he still had an indifferent tone.
"Last night, I had a dream about an old friend."
Shen Zhixi said nothing, his expression as indifferent as his tone.
"I dreamed that the old friend looked exactly like you, and the funny thing is, I have never even met that old friend." He said, curling his lips and wiping a smile as if to meet the occasion.
Shen Zhixi also smiled slightly, trying to cooperate with him.
"But why do you think that, after meeting you yesterday, that old friend who I had never seen in my heart suddenly had a face? What is this, fate?"
"But I don't believe in fate. I only believe in facts that I have personally verified."
Song Lianzhou stood at the head of the pen, not even lowering his head, but looking down at her with a cold gaze.
She still didn't speak, but the smile on her lips became deeper and deeper, as if she really thought he was joking with her.
"What are you laughing at?"
He suddenly leaned over, the long hair behind his shoulders sloping down like a mountain, but it could not overpower the calmness on Shen Zhixi's face.
"Are you from the south? Where in the south, Qingzhou, Yizhou, or... Yanzhou?"
Shen Zhixi stopped smiling, but his expression remained cold.
She was cold and a little miserable at the same time. Sweat broke out on her cheeks, nose, and forehead. The arrow she shot last night didn't kill her, but she was seriously injured. The arrow penetrated her body. She could hardly sit still, and her breathing was getting weaker. .
"Does it hurt?"
Song Lianzhou leaned over and looked at her levelly, and slowly reached out to touch her face. The touch of his fingertips and the familiar delicate feeling still made him confused. In the end, he was the one who couldn't hold on anymore.
Just like in the beginning, he was the one who was so obsessed that he couldn't extricate himself.
It's always been him, every song is him.
In this relationship, he is the only one who is sincere and unable to leave.
"Tell me, who are you?"
He pinched her chin, exerted deep pressure and then quietly relaxed without leaving any trace.
"You said it, I heard you tell me personally."
"explain."
"I'll let you say it!"
He suddenly exerted force and raised his voice to a higher pitch. It hurt her from being pinched, her brows furrowed and the sweat on her forehead became thicker.
"If you don't tell me, I will make it hurt more."
He let go and stood up, shouting outside without looking back, "Wei Hong."
"My subordinate is here." Wei Hong leaned out and appeared at the door.
Song Lianzhou stared at Shen Zhixi indifferently, but maybe he didn't realize that his eyes were red unknowingly.
"Cut off her hand!" he said to Wei Hong.
This her refers to Fang Rou outside. He wants to use Fang Rou to force Shen Zhixi to speak.
"If you don't tell me, I'll cut off her hand. If you don't tell me, I'll cut off her legs. If you still don't tell me, I'll cut off her head." As he spoke, his emotions also rose. Obvious ups and downs.
Because, no matter what he said, the person sitting on the bed didn't change his expression at all.
"Tell me, who are you?"
What responded to him was an unexpected voice that suddenly sounded at the door.
"She's my daughter."
