Legend of Ravaging Dynasties: Sorrow Chapter 32

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Not half an hour after lying down, Yi Yao heard Lin Huafeng's curse.

It seems to be telling myself to cook or something.

Yi Yao's whole body lying on the bed is like being hung in the void world. Half of his whole body's consciousness is soaked in water, and the remaining half is barely clear.

"Mom, I don't want to eat it. There are dumplings in the refrigerator. You can order some by yourself. I really don't want to make them today."

"You are blind, you!" Lin Huafeng rushed into the room and opened Yi Yao's quilt, "You look at my hand wrapped around gauze, what do you do? What do you do!"

Yi Yao, whose quilt was lifted off, continued to keep the beer lying on the bed?br/

A confrontation with Lin Huafeng.

It's like a provocation.

Lin Huafeng, who was standing in front of the bed, was breathing harder and harder, and his eyes showed dense red blood in the twilight.

At the critical point that was about to explode, Yi Yao slowly stood up and gathered his scattered head, "What do you want to eat? I will do it."

When Yi Yao went to the kitchen, he looked up and saw the schoolbag on the sand.

She walked over and took out her mobile phone. After turning it on, she waited a few minutes, but there was still no text message from Qi Ming.

Yi Yao put the phone back in his schoolbag, rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen.

He dragged down the heavy rice bag from the top of the cabinet, and still used the cup inside to scoop out two cups of rice and pour it into the rice washing pot.

Turn on the faucet, and a bowl of dirty white foam bursts up.

Yi Yao stretched his hand into Mili, and just squeezed a few times, his whole body began to twitch coldly.

Yi Yao retracted his handle and unscrewed the water heater.

After making the meal, Yi Yao put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, then got up and called Lin Huafeng in the room to come out for dinner.

Lin Huafeng walked out of the room slowly with a deadly face, and sat down on the table.

Yi Yao turned around and walked into the room, "Mom, I won't eat anymore, I'll sleep a little longer."

"You are singing! Who are you acting for?" Lin Huafeng shook his chopsticks.

As if unresponsive, Yi Yao continued to walk towards the room.

When opening the quilt, Yi Yao said: "I'm just acting, I want to be able to act."

After talking about lying down, his hands turned off the lights in the room.

Lying in the dark for a while, I suddenly heard the sound of the door being knocked open.

Lin Huafeng's incoherent and incoherent curses were mixed in his palms and fists, and they hit him like rain.

I don't know whether it was Lin Huafeng's illness or the quilt was too thick. Yi Yao didn't think it hurt too much.

Actually, after the day, there seems to be no pain that can't stand it.

Yi Yao lay there in silence without moving, Ren Lin Huafeng beating himself like crazy.

"You pretend to be sick! You pretend to be dead! You pretend! You pretend!"

The sound of Lin Huafeng's gasping in the air, in an extremely quiet room, like the technological sound effects in a movie, the sound drawn out of the environment, clearly and sharply amplified in the air.

A minute of silence.

Then Lin Huafeng suddenly stretched out his hand to pick up the stool beside the bed and slammed down on the bed. Suddenly, the high voice exploded in the air.

"I told you to pretend to be forced!"

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There is a strong red light on the eyelids.

Depressed and densely covered on the retina.

It should be the light on. But it should be closed when sleeping.

Yi Yao opened his eyes, there was no light in the room, nothing, but the blood red that covered the whole world was still in his sight.

Window, bed, stool, writing desk, slippers by the bed. Everything was soaked in a blood red, only a darker red remained, depicting the edges of these things.

Yi Yao rubbed his fingers on his eyes for a while, and there was no change when he took it off. There was a continuous strong red in his sight, and he lowered his head and smelled it. The strong **** smell made Yi Yao feel sick.

Yi Yao stretched out his hand and pinched his thigh, clearly telling him that he was not dreaming.

Yi Yao opened the quilt, the whole bed sheet was soaked in blood, full of blood.

When you move, it will flow out from the depression that was pressed out and form a pool of blood.

A sense of numbness rushed to Yi Yao's head for an instant.

When struggling to wake up, Yi Yao turned on the light in the room in a panic. Under the soft yellow light, the clean white sheets showed a quiet pale yellow. Yi Yao looked at his hand, pale fingers, no traces of blood.

Yi Yao's suffocated breath slowly spread into the air.

Like a lifeboat full of gas, it was poked out a small hole and loosened little by little. Yi Yao struggled out of the nightmare, as if his whole body was broken up.

I opened it for a while and heard the groans in Lin Huafeng's room.

Yi Yao put on a dress and opened the door without answering. Seeing Lin Huafeng lying motionless on the bed.

"Lin Huafeng." Yi Yao shouted.

The room was quiet and there was no answer. Only Lin Huafeng moaned intermittently.

"Mom!" Yi Yao pushed her shoulder. Still no response, Yi Yao reached out his hand and touched her forehead, then suddenly shouted: "Mom!"

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When Yi Jiayan was woken up by his mobile phone, he took the bedside lamp and looked at it at 3:30 in the morning. Yi Jiayan took the receiver and looked at the screen, then suddenly sat up from the bed, put on a piece of clothing and hid in the toilet.

On the other side of the phone was Yi Yao's incoherent cry. After listening for a long time, I realized that Lin Huafeng was unconscious.

Holding the phone and did not speak, Yi Jiayan was silent in the darkness of the toilet. On the phone, Yi Yao shouted to himself.

Dad. father.

Come on, dad. Come here, dad. I can't carry my mother.

Dad. Don't care about us.

Yi Yao's voice is like a dagger thrown at his heart. It hurts.

He hesitated for a long time. He just wanted to say "Then you wait for me to come over now". Before he could say it, the light in the toilet flashed twice and it turned on.

Yi Jiayan turned around, and the pale and indifferent woman stood at the door, "Have you finished? I'm going to the toilet after I'm finished."

Easy's eyes were cruel, and he put a sentence on the phone, "You let your mother drink some hot water, take anti-fever medicine, and sleep for one night and it will be fine." Then he hung up the phone.

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The disconnected sound of "Beep".

It seems that the wires connected to Yi Yao were also torn off.

Yi Yao sat motionless on the ground, like a machine unplugged. The phone fell from my hand and fell to the ground, and the back cover bounced to the ground twice and stopped moving.

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When Li Wan opened the door angrily, he saw Yi Yao, who was standing at the door with tears on his face.

At first, Li Wan was stunned for a moment, and then he was angry and rushed to his heart: "What kind of nerves do you have in the middle of the night!"

"Is Qi Ming here... I'm looking for Qi Ming... Aunty, your name is Qi Ming..." Yi Yao reached out and grabbed Li Wanxin's clothes. He couldn't speak because of crying.

"Are you crazy!" Li Wanxin leaned out and yelled at Yi Yao's house, "Lin Huafeng, come out and take care of your daughter! Come to my son in the middle of the night! What is it like! Your daughter is shameless!" My son still wants to be a man!"

Auntie! Aunty, my mother is sick. I can't carry her on my back... Auntie, help me..."

Li Wanxin shook off Yi Yao, who was clutching his clothes, and slammed the door shut.

Turning back and cursing loudly, "The whole family is crazy!" Turning around, he saw Qi Ming standing behind him with red eyes.

Without waiting for Qi Ming to speak, Li Wanxin stretched out his finger to Qi Ming’s nose: “I’m telling you, you don’t care about other people’s home affairs. Those **** women in the alley are already very hard to hear. Li Wanxin doesn’t want to. Lose this person!"

Qi Ming ignored her and walked past her to open the door.

Li Wanxin pulled Qi Ming's collar back and slapped his hand.

Ming took out his cell phone to make a call to Yi Yao, but it kept ringing and no one answered.

It is estimated that she rushed out of the house in the middle of the night without her mobile phone.

Qi Ming hung up the phone and went into the door of his room to kick the door inside. Li Wanxin said coldly outside, if you go out and open the door today, I will die in front of you.

Qi Ming stopped and stood at the door of the room. After the meeting, Qi Ming raised his leg again and kicked harder towards the door.

Many people's lights in the alley are on.

There are a few women who love to watch lively and good things standing in the doorway in their pajamas with a messy head and looking at Yi Yao, who is sitting at the door of Qi Ming’s house and crying. The various expressions on his face can be summed up. Into the category of "glorious misfortune".

Even Qi Ming heard a voice, "Since ancient times, a passionate woman, my lover, tut tut tut." It should be the woman at one end of the alley shouting to the person at the other end.

Li Wan stood up quickly and opened the door, leaned out and yelled at the woman who had just spoken: "You are so hard! Your rotten mouth is a cesspool!" Then he slammed the door harder.

Yi Yao slumped on the ground, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

I can't see the expression either, only the tears from just now still hang on his face.

Qi Ming opened his own window~IndoMTL.com~ I just leaned out to see Yi Yao sitting in front of his house in pajamas.

Qi Ming suppressed crying and called Yi Yao in as calm a voice as possible.

After shouting several times, Yi Yao slowly turned his head and looked at himself blankly.

"Yi Yao, don't panic. Listen to me and call. Big emergency call! Go home and call!"

"It's okay! Listen to me, it's okay! Don't sit here!"

"Yi Yao! Yi Yao! Can you hear it?"

Yi Yao stood up slowly, then ran towards the house quickly.

When I passed Qi Ming's window, I didn't even look at him.

Qi Ming watched Yi Yao staggering and running figure disappear into his sight. At that moment, he seemed to feel that she would never return to his world again.

Qi Ming left the window and squatted down slowly, a chaotic whimper in his throat.