Chapter 59 Who is crazy
"I believe that Bailiyao brought her to me." Yan Feiyu said faintly, and after a bunch of desolation, it was also full of warmth.
I'm listening to his story, a story that he hasn't completely finished in a time we haven't seen before.
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When I first saw her, she was lying under a eaves on the street, surrounded by people, and everyone was whispering and looking at the strange woman. I don't know how long she stayed under such an onlooker, but no one has ever saved her and asked her.
I have always been a person who doesn't like to join in the fun. I don't know what kind of ghost makes me squeeze into the crowd outside this pile. Maybe it's such a bloody smell.
When I can finally see the scene in front of me under the unmasked line of sight, all the red and red colors have been rendered under the black eyes.
The woman was wearing a beige skirt, trembling slightly in her hands, half-closing her eyes and closing them slightly. At a glance, I can't see any color of beige, because the blood stains have stained my whole body. On the face, clothes, and feet.
In an instant, do you know what I remember? The moment when Bai Liyao died. Her blood was dried by me little by little, and her face faded little by little in front of me. That's how her people disappeared in front of me little by little. The woman lying on the ground seemed to repeat the scene of the moment when Bai Liyao died.
My hand trembled and clenched hard, but I found that I didn't hold anything.
Her face is very haggard and weak, and even has no resemblance to Bailiyao, but I clearly have such an illusion that she is Bailiyao, a living Bailiyao.
I made the boldest decision of my life.
"Get out of the way, you all get out of the way!" I picked her up and took her back to the dark palace under the bloodless wasteland.
I even used all the precious herbs to heal her wounds at all costs. In such a process, I gradually found that her body was all on the knife, and there was an invisible and colorless poison.
My hand trembled, not because of her wound, but because of the poison, which is something I'm most familiar with. That time, I helped Qinghong clean up all the forces against her. At the same time, I also gave her a medicine. Only this medicine can make her subordinates carry out tasks without mistakes. Because among these lists that need to be assassinated, there are also many masters of martial arts. And this colorless, invisible and tasteless medicine is the best way to deal with these people.
Now, this medicine actually appears in her body. I understand what this means.
I know that I shouldn't save her, either for myself or for the transaction with Qinghong. However, she is the only way for me to see Bai Liyao in this world, and I don't want to give up like this. After that moment of hesitation, I still saved her and cleared all the toxins for her.
Those drugs can't be more familiar to me.
Who the hell is she? It should be the family of one of those who oppose Qinghong.
Looking at her still in a coma, I would rather put the problem I don't want to face to the end. Because I don't want to think about it, even if this day is coming after all.
When she woke up, she was very wary of many people and used to shrinking in the corner without saying anything. This may also be a good thing. At least, I don't have to face some problems that I have to face. Just keep our relationship at such an angle and never destroy it.
However, every night, I can hear her moaning painfully in the middle of the night. At this time, I will hide in the stone room next door to ensure her safety little by little. Her injury has gradually healed, but why did she scream so painfully?
That's a dream. Will there be real pain in the dream?
Finally one day, I still couldn't arouse my curiosity and hid in a dark corner and watched her actions. It was not until then that I knew that every night, she was just repeating the scene of her family being killed. The traces of one knife and one knife, after those drug attacks, there was no resistance at all.
She, pain, she, moaning, she, screaming.
The physical injury has healed, but the mental injury has never healed.
Sometimes, there are also some things that I, a doctor, can't be cured. That place is called the atrium.
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I don't know when she has gradually begun to talk to me, and when she is facing me, she can occasionally squeeze out a little smile and gradually tell me about her family.
As I expected, her master is on the Qinghong's must-kill list. As his family, all people must be buried with him. However, why did she choose her?
When she talks about these things, her eyes are full of panic, horror and continuous hatred.
"What's your name?" I didn't know how to treat such a closed woman in a set of crowned language. I chose the simplest way, but I just hope that such a concise and direct way will not make her still be on guard.
"Siyao, I was sold to that family as a concubine."
Qinghong, why don't you even let go of a concubine? I clenched my fist in my hand. In this matter, the murderer was just me, and how could I blame others? At that moment, I felt really cruel. I have long been no longer a healer. Killing people with medicine, and my hands are covered with blood and hatred like other people. However, there is no way back.
"What's your last name?" I tried very hard to suppress my inner excitement, and I couldn't let Si Yao see the abnormal movements in my heart. I really didn't have the courage and didn't intend to tell her that I was the murderer she hated. Si Yao, Si Yao... Si Yao. Sometimes a coincidence is a necessity or an accident. I can't distinguish it, but I prefer to regard it as a fate.
Shyo, miss Bailiyao.
It seems that her name and her people are destined to be associated with me.
At this moment, I have vowed to take good care of her, love her, and give her all my love. Bailiyao will also be happy, I firmly believe.
"I don't have a surname." Siyao shook her head, as if this was her saddest past. "Since I and my memory, I have no surname. Everyone calls me Siyao. After a long time, even I only remember the name Siyao. Until I was sold into the Cangming world, my name was also used.
"Can I give you a surname?" Between the infarction and pharynx, there is only one word that pops up in my mind - blood. Is it okay to take the surname blood? When I saw you, you were so red, that is, such a bloody stain that I could find you and cure you in such a crowded place.
Siyao was very good at my words, and even what I said about her. She nodded, as if I had become the whole of her life.
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Jiu Ge is my good helper. She is a very resolute woman, and taking her around is completely an accident of wandering around these times.
In her, I can almost see Bai Liyao's pride and unyieldingness in front of everyone. From what I taught her to all the medicinal properties to help me manage everything in the blood rumors, she likes to be perfect. And she will not let go of even a little flaw. Of course, she also has Bai Liyao's ruthlessness, planning and means.
Sometimes, I see the stubborn nine songs, which is Bailiyao standing in front of everyone, and sometimes, I see the weak and windless Siyao, which is Bailiyao standing beside the bloody vine cliff. Sometimes, I also think that if they are together, will it be a complete Baili Yao?
Si ballad, nine songs, two completely different women. One needs my care, and the other is even resolute to scare all men. And naturally, what I care more about is the rumor.
Because she always worries me.
She had a nightmare again. When I went out to do something, I could only let Jiuge take me to take care of her. However, she seems to be very resistant to everyone other than me, including nine songs.
"Rain--
She threw herself into my arms with tears and hugged me tightly. The pillow had been wet for a long time. I stroked her shoulder and didn't know whether to let go or hold her cold body.
Why, with such a thick quilt, her palm is still not as warm as I expected.
"I'm fine."
She always likes to say, "Thank you for having you by my side when I woke up."
I know she is having that dream again, but the root of her dream is mine. I didn't even have the courage to tell her that all her pain came from my selfishness and my desire to avenge Bailiyao as soon as possible.
"In this world, only you won't hurt me, and only you will treat me well." Her voice is soft and delicate, and it seems that as long as she works harder, it will make her disappear.
I'm afraid of her unbearable body.
I broke away and smoothed the hair on her forehead with a faint fragrance. And those sweat beads have completely disappeared under my careful wipe.
"May one day, you will find that the rain you know is not as good as you think. He may have done a lot of bad things, even..."
"No, everyone will fail me, except you, Yan Feiyu."
"Haven't you thought about whether I saved you because I did something bad and deposited guilt?" I pushed her away very hard.
She coughed, but still smiled, "I believe in Yan Feiyu, only Yan Feiyu."
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