As the moon rose to the west, the white horse slowly stopped in front of the uncle's house.
Late at night, the boy guarding the door had gone back to sleep, and the whole street was deserted.
Song Lianzhou leaned on Shen Zhixi's shoulder and fell into a deep sleep while drunk.
He felt relieved about her, because if it was some kind of trick, he might be dead right now.
"Are you still awake?"
Shen Zhixi turned his head slightly, and his fluffy hair pressed against her neck, tickling her. She shrank her shoulders and listened to the shallow breathing, which was interesting.
"Then you go back to sleep, I have to run away."
Song Lianzhou moved his eyelids and tightened the hand holding her waist.
"This time I will run far away and I will never let you find me again. Just..."
Halfway through, Song Lianzhou let go of the hand that was still holding the reins, and hugged Shen Zhixi's waist with both hands. Suddenly, it tightened so tightly that she almost couldn't breathe.
"No." He uttered two words drunkenly.
Shen Zhixi smiled and waited for him to continue, but saw that he was still not awake. These two words were just what he responded to in his dream.
"You said you won't allow it? I just want to leave, and I still leave secretly. I took advantage of you to sleep unconsciously and ran away. When you wake up, you won't be able to see me. This time is not three years, nor is it thirteen Years, let alone thirty years, but a lifetime, and you may never see me again in your lifetime."
After a while, Song Lianzhou didn't respond, but it was only invisible from her perspective.
It's not that Song Lianzhou didn't respond, it's just that he responded in a different way.
His response was tears falling from his eyes, sliding down the corners of his eyes to the tip of his nose, looking crystal clear under the moonlight, and finally falling down, falling on the lapel of Shen Zhixi's heart.
"If you don't say anything, that means you agreed. In that case, I'll leave."
She curled her lips and smiled, holding the back of his hand as a gesture to pull him away.
"Really let's go, let's go now."
"Tang Zhou, goodbye, never see you again."
As soon as he finished speaking, the person behind him suddenly woke up and sat up.
He sat firmly, but Shen Zhixi was shaken by the hand on his waist. He tilted unprepared and was about to fall down.
"Lily of the valley!"
Song Lianzhou came back from his dream and hugged her so tightly that his waist was about to break.
"Don't leave me again."
One word stopped Shen Zhixi's struggle.
"Linglan, please don't abandon me again, okay? I really can't bear the thought of you disappearing from my world again. I will change whatever is bad about me and whatever makes you dislike me. You keep me here with you." Please don’t let me go by your side, okay?”
"me……"
"Don't leave, you can't leave."
"Song Lianzhou..."
"If you want to leave, take me with you. Suzuran, take me with you."
Although Shen Zhixi was carrying his back, judging from his tone, he must have shed tears again. His sincere pleas could not bear to be heard even when the wind stopped. There was a breeze blowing just now, but now it was quiet. She blew a strand of his hair silently, as if she was afraid of hurting him.
He hugged Shen Zhixi tightly, and his hands were restrained irresistibly.
"When did I say I was leaving?" Shen Zhixi asked him, lying.
"You just..."
"What happened just now? You drank too much and were dreaming. I couldn't wake you up, and you were strangling me so tightly that it almost hurt to death."
Song Lianzhou's wet eyelashes trembled, as if recalling the truth and falsehood.
At the end of my mind, I came up with, "I'm sorry."
He released his hold on her hand, stepped away slightly and said, "I'm sorry for hurting you."
"It's okay." Shen Zhixi turned around and smiled again, thinking that 'Tang Zhou' was indeed the best to deceive, "Now that you've woken up, tell me what you want to take me to do. You've already done this." It’s late, I have to go back to sleep.”
Song Lianzhou nodded, raised his eyes and saw the gate of the uncle's house and said in surprise: "How did you know that I wanted to bring you here?"
"I don't know." She just didn't have anywhere else to go, and she wasn't familiar with Yuejing City. She usually took a carriage when going out, so she could only rely on her unclear route memory to get to this uncle's residence. Baima was quite familiar with it. Yes, it walks most of the way.
Behind him, Song Lianzhou dismounted.
Immediately, he caught Shen Zhixi again and took her off the horse.
"You want to take me to see the flower house again?" Shen Zhixi asked him.
"No." He shook his head, took her hand and walked up the steps, "The person I want to show you is a person."
"people?"
He looked mysterious and only replied: "You will know after you see it."
Although he was awake, he was still drunk and still staggered a bit when he walked.
After knocking on the door, there was a waiter inside who opened the door.
"Linglan, come with me." He took Shen Zhixi's hand and walked through the door. Looking back at him, his expression was filled with drunken innocence, as if he was happily bringing a trusted person to see his secret child. The eyes with tears in the smile are much brighter than the bright moon in the sky.
Shen Zhixi followed him in, his eyes filled with smiles due to his influence.
She was curious about what exactly Song Lianzhou wanted to take her to see in such a mysterious way.
When she got there, she was even more curious.
We went to an inconspicuous woodshed in the backyard.
"Young Master." Wei Hong stood guard at the door, bowed his head and said, "I have been tortured and hanged."
"...Dang." Shen Zhixi couldn't help but be surprised, and was soon led forward by Song Lianzhou.
When he opened the door, a burst of bloody smell hit his nostrils.
Indeed, there was a person hanging under the eaves in the house, with a lot of blood on his body that stained his clothes red, but his appearance was unclear due to his disheveled hair and drooped face.
However, Shen Zhixi felt inexplicably familiar and even guessed the identity of that person.
"Linglan, look." Song Lianzhou pointed at the man, turned around and smiled at Shen Zhixi, "I caught this bastard for you."
Immediately afterwards, he rushed outside Shen Zhixi and shouted, "Wei Hong, wake him up."
"Okay, sir." Wei Hongji walked into the door, picked up a firewood stick on the ground and hit the hanging man on the abdomen.
The man immediately woke up with a muffled groan, raised his frightened face, and made Shen Zhixi frown.
"Ah, Ah Xi, save me, save me."
The hanging man rushed to Shen Zhixi for help, and it was Qin Mu.
When I saw him in the morning, he was still human-like, but now he had been beaten so much that he couldn't even see his original appearance.
"Axi, you..."
"Shut up!" Song Lianzhou pulled Shen Zhixi behind him and said to Wei Hong: "Hit him again and break his mouth. She is my wife, do you deserve to call her so intimately?"
They were supposed to be harsh words, but when they came out of the drunken Song Lianzhou's mouth, they always felt like they were not powerful enough and even a little aggrieved.
"No, no, no, don't hit me."
Qin Mu saw the wooden stick in Wei Hong's hand about to swing again, and screamed in fright.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, I didn't dare anymore..."
