Chapter 12 Pucao's Wish 2

The night darked, and the inn gradually became quiet. I don't know when the moon rose into the air. The forsythia, who was supposed to sleep in **, put on his coat and walked out of the door.

With a small red lantern in her hand, the inn was dark. She walked around the stairs to the backyard. Her stomach was uncomfortable. I really don't know how this happened in the middle of the night. Fortunately, she has been here for a while, and she is also an exorcist, so she dares to go out in the middle of the night.

After coming out of the hut, she wanted to go straight back to the house and saw that the light was still on in the house not far away. If she remember correctly, it should be the kitchen.

Although she was a little hesitant, she still walked there. Standing gently by the door, she saw that there was only one person busy in the empty kitchen. For fear of disturbing others, she even slowly poured water in the bowl, which also led to a slowdown in speed.

"Why are you still doing it so late?"

The sudden sound of fortear obviously scared her. She suddenly raised her head and was stunned when she saw that it was for fortearm. Thinking of the problem of fortearm, she lowered her head.

"I went to wash clothes and quilts before, so..."

"Are you the only one doing these things?" Lian Jian frowned slightly.

"Ah, uh-huh." The girl wiped the water stains in the bowl with a white cloth, and her expression was a little helpless: "I'm not tired of getting used to such a rough job."

The fortight blew out the lantern in his hand, put it on the table aside, walked to the girl and squatted down to wash the dishes with her.

The girl seemed a little shocked.

"No, no... I'll just do it myself..."

"It's already so late. If I don't help you, I'm afraid you can't sleep tonight."

"It doesn't matter... I'm used to it..."

"My name is fortear. How about you?" Lian Jian suddenly raised his head and looked at the girl with a smile in her eyes.

The girl looked at fortight and blinked, looking slightly shy.

"My name is... Pucao."

"It's a beautiful name." Forte lowered his head and focused on washing dishes, but he was still looking for a topic: "Pucao is a kind of vigorous grass that can make straw mats for people to enjoy the cool in summer. Your parents gave you this name, hoping that you can be an ordinary but kind girl.

"Is this...name? ..." Pu Cao stopped. She looked at the girl in front of her, about her size, wearing a gray-white Taoist robe and a pure white belt at her waist. Her eyes lit up: "Where are the beautiful clothes, Miss Forsythia, are you a martial arts student? Which school?"

"Ah, right? I also think this dress is very beautiful." Lian forsythough smiled. For some reason, the girl in front of her gave her a very kind feeling that she couldn't help but want to get close: "I'm a disciple of the Mu family - but you don't know the Mu family."

"Mu family? ...I'm sorry, I actually only know about empty mountains and butterfly dance..."

"It's okay. Many young people don't remember the Mu family now."

Pucao suddenly fell silent. She quietly brushed the bowl and wiped the bowl in her hand. Her voice showed a little envy.

"The life of a forsian girl... must be wonderful. The forsemi girl can walk freely on this road and go wherever she wants. Moreover, I also saw today that the forkyan girl has many friends. It's so good that she won't be lonely.

Pucao was wearing a dark suit, and her hair was coiled into a hair ring and fixed with a wooden hairpin. There was some broken hair on her ears, which was slightly brown. The kitchen lamp shone on the two people. At the angle of forsythia, the red birthmark on her right face could be clearly seen, which occupied half of her face.

The girl carefully washed the dishes in her hands, perhaps too focused on her movements and didn't notice the fortighty eyes. Repeating the day after day, she has never seen the outside world.

"Sometimes I think that if I could leave... But I don't know where I'm going to leave this inn, how I can survive... I'm always so forward-looking, so I've been here for a few years. Maybe, I'll consume all my lives in this place..."

Pu Cao laughed at herself. After realizing that she had said so much, she quickly said:

"I'm sorry, Lian Jian, I've told you so much nonsense. I, I just... I don't know why, but I told you all these things that can't be said to others. Sorry..."

"Don't tell me you're sorry anymore." Lianqi suddenly felt that such a papyrus was very similar to her former self, and there was a trace of sympathy in her heart: "If there is anything you want to do, just do it. We only have decades to live in our lives. There is no need to suppress ourselves so much, really.

Pucao still lowered her head, and Lian Jian stared at her quietly. Suddenly, she found that the proportion of her facial features was very good, and the more she looked at it, the more beautiful she became.

"Pucao."

"Hmm?"

"Has anyone told you that you are beautiful?"

Pu Cao looked at the forearm in a daze, as if he didn't understand.

"It's very beautiful. Although it is not as amazing at first glance, it belongs to the long-flow type. The more you look at it, the more comfortable it is.

Gently stroked the birthmark on his right face, and Pucao hit his head again.

"At first glance, it should be scary..."

"How can it be! I just think the papyrus is very beautiful, and people who like papyrus will definitely like it with the birthmark!" The appearance of papyrus is very elegant, with a pointed chin, a small nose and bright eyes. If there is no birthmark, I really don't know what it will look like.

"Impossible... Even my family hates my birthmark... They said it was an ominous sign."

"What's without warning, it's all superstition!"

"It's not superstition... My existence has killed many people... My mother was killed by me, and my stepmother's child was killed by me... It's hard to come here to visit our grandparents... I also died on the road... I... No one will like this at all..."

"Why doesn't anyone like it? It just hasn't appeared yet! He will appear sooner or later!"

"He will dislike me."

"No! Didn't I say that people who like Pucao will even like Pucao's birthmark!"

"What about you? Would you like this terrible birthmark?"

"I already like it."

What? ... Pucao's eyes suddenly began to flash, and she looked at forbion with an incredible face.

"This is a cursed birthmark. It may, it may... It may take your life!"

"I still like that. I like Pucao. I want to be friends with Pucao. Forthia looked at her with sincerity on her face.

Pu Cao suddenly stood up.

She began to carry the washed plates to the table alone. After everything was put away, she walked out of the door with her lantern.

"Pucao?" Forthia stood up and seemed to understand why her attitude had become so cold.

"I don't want to see anyone killed by me anymore. I have borne too much death on my shoulder. I don't want to have another person... So, please stay away from me, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." After saying that, she turned around and left, but the tears from the corners of her eyes at that moment were seen by the fortibi. It's clear.

"How could she be killed..." Lian Jian didn't believe that the birthmark would kill people at all. She wanted to chase her out, but at the moment she stepped out, the door that had stood well suddenly collapsed, and the whole board hit Lian Jian's body.

With a loud bang, he was pressed to the ground by the door, because when he fell down, he supported his body with his hands, which now has been worn out in many parts of his arms. With a gentle movement, it is an unbearable pain.

"What the hell..."

Lian Jian grinned, and his expression was very painful. He was not a second earlier than a second later, but he was hit by her.

And now because my arm is broken and my leg is numb, I can't get up because the door is pressed to the ground. She raised her shoulder and found that she couldn't push the door at all, and this move made her whole back hurt.

Dizzy... Do you want to be so weak???

Just as she was still complaining, the weight of her back suddenly disappeared, turned her head, and then the candlelight in the kitchen, she saw the meat in a dark blue coat holding up the door.

The meat was still wearing white underwear and black boots on his feet. It could be seen that he was out to find her, so his coat was just casually on his shoulder.

"Are you all right?"

"It's okay... hiss... meat, it hurts when I move now. Take me back to the room..."

The meat put the door aside, squatted down and gently held the forearm in his arms, and put the fortight around his neck. Because of the struggle just now, the untidy hair was even more messy.

"It's so late, what is Foreng doing here?"

"I have a stomachache."

"...Forsies, you are so naughty. You should go to the hut if you have a stomachache. How can you go to the kitchen?"

"What are you talking about? After I came out of the hut and saw that there were still people in the kitchen, I went there."

"Oh."

"Beat, meat, do you believe that birthmarks will bring death?"

"I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either."

They were holding the meat that went up the stairs, but after the forsythia said this, they suddenly jumped back and returned to the ground. At the same time, on the stairs they should have gone up, a wine jar fell from the shelf next to them and broke.

The sake trickle out of the inside, slowly flowed downstairs, and soon flowed to the foot of the meat.

"Who?" Lianqi asked.

"No one." The shoes of sake flowing through the meat continued to flow backwards. The meat simply did not take the stairs and flew directly to the second floor with the fort of Forthia and kicked the door with his legs. He and Forthia finally entered the room.

The fortight fortight's expression was a little stunned.

"No one? If there is no one, how can the wine jar fall down? If the meat doesn't have time to hold her and jump away, such a big wine jar will hit her head, and I don't know what will happen...

"It's just an accident." The meat put the foreng on ** and went to the dressing table to turn over the small box on it, which should be contained with anti-inflammatory potion.

-My family hates my birthmark... They say... This is an ominous sign...

"It's a lie... How can it be..." Lianqi muttered.