Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: Sixty-sixth bowl of soup (four)

Sixty-sixth bowl of soup (four)

Liu Li woke up in Ren Wusi's arms. He was still asleep when she opened her eyes. She raised her head and looked at him for a while, only to find that he was dark blue under his eyes. All right. When this man was sleeping, it was different from what he usually showed. Liuli was a little lost, but she seemed to see someone through this person.

She was hugged tightly. Even if she slept with each other, Ren Wusi was still neatly dressed. He didn't want to show Liuli the scars under his clothes, whether it was to maintain his appearance or to protect his heart , then only he knows.

Liu Li followed his collar and gently touched it with her little hand.

His skin is very cold, Ren Wusi's body temperature is lower than ordinary people by nature, and it is rare to see him sweating at any time, but it is this coldness that makes Liuli feel that this man does not exist in this world.

It's strange that such a cold man is so warm in his arms.

Her small hand was held by Ren Wusi before he touched the scar on Ren Wusi's chest, and then Ren Wusi slowly opened his eyes. Liuli must also admit that he has a pair of very beautiful eyes. If there is no hatred and ties, this The eyes can be bright with the sun and moon in the sky.

He looked at her like a naughty child, and like a woman he loved. He just felt that holding her in his arms like this without thinking about other things was already the most desired thing in his life.

Before this, he was bewitched by love and did not dare to reveal his identity. He was afraid to see Liuli weeping, but all he saw in the midnight dream was his father's blood-stained face. The oath of time was repeated over and over again. Ren Wusi is also a human being. He was not born so hard-hearted and ruthless. On the contrary, he was extremely soft-hearted, but fate did not allow him to be a gentle person.

If he wants to avenge the Ren family, he must give up love. In fact, for anyone who bears a deep hatred of blood, such revenge is light. If seventy-eight members of your innocent family members were beheaded for false accusations, would you hate it? Would you like to smash your enemies to pieces?

Fu Wenshan is deeply sinful, and the evidence of collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country is conclusive. Ren Wusi has no regrets to expose all this. If he didn't fall in love with Fu Liuli, it would be fine.

I don't have to be tortured by nightmares day and night, I don't even dare to sleep, I'm afraid that when I fall asleep, the faces of my parents and relatives will appear in front of my eyes, asking why he wants to save the enemy's life.

But it's different now. They cleared up, and Liuli didn't remember anything. She was now a child of about five years old, clean and spotless. How could he force himself to be cruel and destroy her.

He's really tired.

Liu Li looked at him quietly, she was not a talkative person, but Ren Wusi's eyes were too soft and sad, so she could not help asking him: "Does it hurt?"

Ren Wusi was stunned for a moment before realizing that she was talking about his injuries.

Compared to loving her, it doesn't hurt. He didn't even hate the pain enough. If only the pain in his body could overwhelm the pain in his heart, then he would be able to find the target of the transfer and would not be tortured like this again. But what to do, he loves Fu Liuli, this can't be changed, he can't wait to turn into the air snuggling up to her, as long as he is not entangled by nightmares, he is willing to do anything.

"It doesn't hurt."

Liu Li murmured: "Liar."

She insisted on putting her hand into Ren Wusi's shirt, but he refused to be invalid, so she had to touch it. There is not a single piece of intact skin and flesh as far as the tentacles can reach, but all scars. Ren Wusi didn't even take medicine in order to get the pain, and let him bleed and leave scars. For him, this was his punishment.

How bad he treats Liuli, as Ren's family, he can't stop, but as someone who loves her, he can punish himself.

"It hurts a lot, and I'm afraid of it." Liuli said softly, not knowing who she was talking about. She couldn't tell who she was, sometimes she thought she was Liuli, and sometimes she felt like a lonely soul. But according to the real thoughts in her heart, she didn't want to hurt Ren Wusi at all. "Why don't you feel pain?"

She leaned forward and put her little face on his shoulder. Ren Wusi has a very good smell similar to tea, but now there is more blood on his body, which is faintly revealed through his clothes, entangling Liuli with him.

This is love soaked in blood, and one day it will come to an end.

"I want to see."

"Liu Li." Ren Wusi held her restless little hand and coaxed in a low voice, "Don't move."

"I want to see it." Liuli was about to cry, and she looked pitiful as she frowned slightly, because she had no memory and looked more like a child. "Let me see."

Ren Wusi refused again, until she blushed silently before he sighed and said, "It's ugly."

Women are never the only ones in this world who are willing to be pleasing to themselves. Men will also be afraid that they are not handsome or tall enough when facing their beloved women, and even have scars all over their bodies, which arouses the disgust of their sweethearts, or frightens them. It's not good for her.

But Liuli is not afraid at all. She slowly took off the clothes on Ren Wusi, revealing her strong chest and the alternating old and new scars entrenched in his body.

Some are knife wounds, some are sword wounds, some are burn marks, and some are scars that even Liuli can't tell. When Gein Ren Wusi felt pain, he would grab whatever he had at hand. If he didn't have a weapon, he would slam his head against the wall.

It was a curse to him.

Liu Li was stunned when she saw it, her eyes were still red, but tears fell unconsciously. She touched Ren Wusi's scar, but she seemed to see herself.

The one who was sitting alone, because his thoughts were afraid of losing control, he self-harmed himself.

Every time I miss it, I leave a trace on my body. How can someone who loves cleanliness so much do this? With scars that can't be removed, will that person still like it?

No.

But maybe it's because I know in my heart that that person won't come, so it doesn't matter what happens to me, she and Ren Wusi are keeping their dreams.

What's the difference between a dream and an ideal? Probably... the latter is more likely to be realized, while the former can only be a dream.

She hugged Ren Wusi's shoulders, tears dripped on his broad back, Ren Wusi was a little absent-minded, Liuli's tears were hot, she seemed to embrace another self, hugging Ren Wusi tightly and never letting go.

This pain...

That person...

Ren Wusi was as stiff as a sculpture, sitting on the bed and letting her hold her, she wouldn't coax anyone, she was stunned. Liuli hugged him for a long time before she said in a hoarse voice, "I'm hungry."

He slowly returned to his senses, tidied up his clothes, and smiled at her.

The smile was simple, but he didn't smile for a long time, and he felt that it was wrong to smile, it was weird, it shouldn't be very good-looking, so he put away the smile again, not wanting to scare Liuli.

The servant brought the meal over, Liuli's clothes were sloppy, and sometimes her fingers were clumsy and didn't know where to put them. She was a little annoyed, she was obviously not too young, how could she not be able to do even this little thing?

In the end, Ren Wusi helped her get dressed, then carried her to the table and took care of her like a baby.

But Liuli is not a child after all, so she can eat by herself in a while. Ren Wusi didn't leave her after dinner. He did nothing, just sat there quietly watching her. He stared at everything she did. Liuli touched the pipa on the side. What I wanted to touch was that Pipa seemed to be calling her, and seemed to have something to say to her.

Seeing her playing with the pipa, Ren Wusi asked softly, "Can Liuli still play the pipa?"

Liu Li stared blankly and said, "I don't know either."

While he said that, his fingers plucked the strings.

The tune is deeply engraved in her soul, and even if she forgets everything, when her fingers are placed on the strings, it will flow out naturally.

Ren Wusi closed his eyes, and with the clear sound of the piano, he gradually fell into a deep sleep, and Liuli gradually woke up.

The bones were clanking, the strings neighed slightly, accompanied by the flowers on the other side of her eyes, slowly coming to life, and finally Liuli's fingers stopped on the last note, and the pipa finally returned to its former white and translucent, like a living thing.

She is not an ordinary ghost after all, and she has a pipa as a companion. That medicine can interfere for a while, but it's just a matter of time when you think about it.

Liu Li raised her head to look at Ren Wusi. I don't know when he fell asleep, and his breathing was so light that he couldn't hear him. If he hadn't been able to see the slight ups and downs of his chest, he would have been a corpse.

But for Ren Wusi, there is no difference between being alive and dead. The reason why he is still alive is entirely for Liuli.

He wants to live with Liuli as an ordinary family, working hard at sunrise and resting at sunset, working hard every day to make money, and then handing over the silver and copper plates to the virtuous little wife, wearing clothes that the little wife sews stitch by stitch , eat the food cooked by the little wife. After being married for a few years, they have a few children, the family is harmonious and beautiful, that's enough.

He asked for a lot, but was never satisfied.

"I'm a bit like him." Liuli whispered to Pipa.

The pipa didn't know whether she understood it or not, but when it moved, the strings floated and touched her tender cheeks, as if to comfort her.

“But we are different.”

Liu Li loves Ren Wusi, and Ren Wusi also loves Liu Li. She is different from Ren Wusi. She has less than Ren Wusi.

If Ren Wusi can reach the Naihe Bridge after his death, if he cannot satisfy his obsession, he will definitely jump off the Wangchuan River. There is the home of all heartbroken ghosts, where there is only pain, no love, and no memories.