Blame The Villain For Being Too Beautiful

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, the sky and the earth were pitch black, and the majestic mountains stood darkly around the mountain village, Song Xuyi shivered involuntarily as soon as he went out.

Fortunately, the distance between the two families was not far apart, and it didn't take long for the two to return to the next door.

Song Xuyi lit up the kerosene lamp and was about to quickly pack up, when the system in his mind hesitated to speak again.

"Xu Yi, are you really planning to take He Siyu away?"

Hesi language?

People in the village have always called He Siyu "wild child" and "mongrel", so the original owner never knew the girl's name.

It was also at this time that Song Xuyi realized that the girl's shoulders were already wet.

The distance between the two families was less than 30 meters, and He Siyu's shoulders shouldn't be so wet, but she kept huddling in a corner of the coir raincoat along the way, leaving most of the coir raincoat to Song Xuyi.

Song Xuyi lowered his eyes, and a picture suddenly flashed in his mind:

Three years ago when the original body escaped and was arrested and He Siyu went to see the original body, the pained and lost Yuanchen hated the whole village, and also spoke harsh words to He Siyu. She threw away the mulberries brought by He Siyu and cursed at He Siyu: "Who wants your stinky thing! Get lost..."

It was probably because he was afraid that Song Xuyi would dislike him, so He Siyu deliberately avoided physical contact with Song Xuyi and got wet by the rain.

She must have been very sad then, right?

When Song Xuyi first entered He Biao's house, he noticed that even though He Biao's house was completely bare, it was cleaned up very cleanly, and there was no trace of dust on the windows and stools...

This couldn't have been done by He Biao, who was so drunk every day.

The only one who cleaned up was He Siyu.

Obviously loves cleanliness but makes it smelly on purpose...

He Siyu is as clever as it is written in the synopsis of the plot. In her situation, disguising is indeed the best way to protect herself.

How can life be so difficult?

"Go to the fire and change into a jacket—"

Song Xuyi's eyes fell on He Siyu's patched single clothes, which were too dark to see clearly, threw a thick jacket to He Siyu, and packed his luggage again.

"I want to raise her," Song Xuyi replied to the system: "The current He Siyu is not the cunning and unscrupulous executive later on, she is just a poor child who is oppressed, and I can't just watch her continue to stay in the devil's lair ..."

"Besides, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black. I will work hard to cultivate her, make her kind and upright, and not waste her talent..."

Song Xuyi's words convinced the system...

The system can't help Song Xuyi with work, but it can use its own scanning function to keep reminding Song Xuyi: "There are two pairs of rubber shoes in the firewood room in the backyard. Although they are a bit big, you can use them for mountain roads..."

"There is a sickle in the firewood room, you can hold it for self-defense..."

"Ah! Promise! That's great, the man of this family hid thirty yuan of private money in the crack of the wall... Yes, it's right under the second brick on the left..."

Thirty yuan is not much, but in this day and age, if you save it, it is enough for two people to eat several meals in a small county.

With money in hand, Song Xuyi felt a little more at ease.

In a daze, the door rang, and He Siyu seemed to be wearing a coir raincoat and went out after changing his clothes.

The system told Song Xuyi: "She hid something in the stone hole in front of her house..."

Not long after, He Siyu also came back with a burden.

Song Xuyi didn't ask what He Siyu had brought, she handed the rubber shoes to He Siyu, put on another coir raincoat, frowned and lifted the kerosene lamp on the table to set off—

If there was anything that dissatisfied Song Xuyi, it was this kerosene lamp. With such a heavy wind and rain, the mountain road is rugged, and I don’t know if the kerosene lamp can illuminate...

And at this moment, He Siyu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly reached out and pressed Song Xuyi's hand.

She opened her pack.

—In the baggage, two half-new and not old flashlights came into Song Xuyi's eyes...

In order to save power, the two used only one flashlight and walked out supporting each other.

This is the most convenient time to escape—no one would have thought that they would escape in such bad weather, the heavy rain would wash away all traces, and the hunting dogs raised in the village could no longer track the two of them.

However, this is also the most dangerous time. The heavy rain brought many obstacles, the mountain road is soft, and the mountain is extremely prone to landslides. If you are not careful, you will be buried in mudslides like the family who bought the original body...

However, neither of the two girls hesitated, and walked out of the mountain along the river step by step.

Yuanshen once heard from people in the village that it takes about three days to walk out of the mountain, and the road is full of snakes and insects. People who are not familiar with the road can easily get lost in the forest and die on the way out of the village.

Song Xuyi didn't know if the villagers deliberately frightened Yuanshen so that Yuanshen could stay in the village safely, but she brought all the portable rations, which should last five or six days if she saved them; Her medical knowledge is still in her mind. Through the memory of the original body, she knows that there are many herbs available in the deep mountains; not to mention that there are few snakes and insects in winter, even if she encounters snakes and insects, Song Xuyi feels that she can deal with it...

The village was left behind the two of them, and the howling of the hunting dogs at the head of the village gradually became inaudible in the rainy night...

The heavy rain blurred the vision, and the visibility of the flashlight was less than two meters. The coir raincoat could not block all the rainwater. The rainwater flowed into the collar along the cheeks, and the body became cold and hard. hands together...

In the middle of the night, the heavy rain that had been raining all night finally stopped slowly, but the temperature seemed to be getting colder and colder...

The two quickened their pace in unison.

— You must run far enough so that you will not be chased by villagers who are familiar with the terrain the next day.

Fortunately, it rained all night, and a lot of trees on the road fell down, which could also delay the pace of the villagers.

The river flows from the south, but to get out of the mountain, you must go south. At night, you can't use shadows to judge the direction, and there are no stars to guide you in rainy days, but Song Xuyi knows another way——

When the direction is uncertain, Song Xuyi will stop to observe the surrounding scenery. With the help of the system, Song Xuyi can quickly find the landmarks that indicate the direction, and then move on...

He Siyu remained silent, following behind Song Xuyi like a shadow.

Gradually, the sky gradually brightened.

However, the sky is still dark and the temperature seems to be getting lower and lower...

Not long after, something fell from the sky and landed on Song Xuyi's eyelashes—

-Snowing!

The snow is falling bigger and bigger, and it is getting thicker and thicker on the ground.

It is the rule of the villagers not to go into the mountains when it snows heavily.

The mountain road is rugged, the ground is covered by heavy snow, and it is easy to encounter danger when walking in the mountains...

Song Xuyi didn't think that other people in the village would risk their lives to chase him and He Siyu.

But this also means that it will be very dangerous if the two move forward again.

"We have to stop." Song Xuyi looked at a leeward cave not far away, and held He Siyu who was still walking forward: "It's too dangerous to go down!"

He Siyu turned his head.

The rain washed away the filth on her face. Even though the skin on her face was a little chapped from the cold, He Siyu's facial features were extremely beautiful. Her eyes were very beautiful, especially the red mole under her eye, which made her whole. There is a bit of cold and charming aura, it is hard to imagine that such a beautiful girl will be born in such a deep mountain...

No wonder she has to cover up her appearance...

He Siyu's lips were pale from the cold, but her face was flushed abnormally. She looked up and looked around, then shook her head: "He Biao will catch up—"

This was the first time He Siyu spoke. Her voice sounded extremely hoarse, as if she hadn't spoken for a long time.

After finishing speaking, He Siyu turned his head and continued to walk forward...

Song Xuyi was stunned for a moment: I didn't expect that He Siyu's fear of He Biao had reached such a level...

She didn't know if He Biao would catch up, but He Siyu obviously had a fever, and if he continued to go down, his life might be endangered...

However, judging by He Siyu's appearance, conventional means cannot stop her...

"and many more!"

Song Xuyi stopped He Siyu again, this time, Song Xuyi's voice softened a bit: "Sister, I really can't walk anymore! I'm tired and hungry, let's take a rest, shall we..."

As he spoke, Song Xuyi took out a sweet potato from his bag and handed it over: "Eat something first, and then you can walk faster..."

Perhaps it was the words "go faster" that touched He Siyu. He Siyu took a deep breath, and finally stopped, took the sweet potato and bit it down...

However, the tired little girl did not stop to rest at all. The little girl ran around, pulled out a few unknown grasses in the field, and handed them to He Siyu like a treasure: "This is a herbal medicine to dispel the cold. Would you like to chew it?"

The son of the couple who bought Yuanshen was demented and in extremely poor health. The couple took their son to seek medical advice all year round, and they also learned some basic pharmacology. I am often sent into the mountains to dig for medicine... Naturally, I also know some basic herbs.

He Siyu didn't move, his dark eyes looked at the herbs in Song Xuyi's hand.

"you do not believe me!"

Song Xuyi snorted, pursed his lips pretending to be angry, and took the lead to pick up a plant and chewed it.

After waiting for a while, He Siyu picked up another herb and put it in his mouth—

The herbal medicine has a pungent taste, and as soon as it enters the throat, it feels warm all over. He Siyu was stunned for a moment, and finished chewing a piece of herbal medicine in silence...

He Siyu seemed to have regained a little strength all over his body. He Siyu stood up and was about to walk forward when suddenly he became dizzy...

He Siyu's eyes widened - she belatedly remembered: the leaves of the two herbs seem to be different!

However, it was already too late. At the end of his line of sight, He Siyu only saw the face of the little girl opposite with her head tilted and her playful and hateful smile...

Once the supporting strength is removed, it will be difficult to support it. He Siyu has been abused all year round.

He Siyu spent the next three days in the cave.

Song Xuyi lit a fire with a match, found herbs to boil for He Siyu, and drank bowl after bowl of bitter medicine. After three days, He Siyu's fever finally subsided, and the snow in the snow began to burn. ablation...

Song Xuyi felt sorry for He Siyu. She added some sleeping herbs to He Siyu's medicine, but even when he was asleep, He Siyu's whole body was tense and his brows were tightly wrinkled, and he began to tremble when he touched her body...

Song Xuyi knew that this was a stress response generated by being in a threatened environment all year round, and it wouldn't be resolved in a short while...

Perhaps because he was angry at Song Xuyi for drugging her, He Siyu had been ignoring Song Xuyi these days.

Song Xuyi is not surprised, he still greets her with a smiling face every day...

In the afternoon of the third day, the snow had almost melted.

Even if He Siyu didn't mention it, Song Xuyi carried his luggage and set foot on the road out of the mountain with He Siyu...

After it snows, it is easier to identify the direction: the snow melts quickly is the south, and the snow is usually the north...

The two walked for another two days, and finally a road three or four meters wide appeared in the distance. Tractors passed by in twos and threes, and a row of shops selling fruits, paper money, etc. appeared on the side of the road. An old car was covered with dust. The bus stopped on the side of the road, and people were getting on the bus at this time...

Rao was as calm as Song Xuyi, and couldn't help showing a smile when he saw this, while He Siyu, who was on the side, looked at the bus, and there was a faint light in his empty eyes...

"Three yuan per person, hurry up, we'll be driving in ten minutes..."

The sound of loudspeakers can be heard in the distance...

"Xu Yi, stop!" The fierce system suddenly said: "He Biao is sitting at the front of the shop and watching the bus—"

Song Xuyi stopped and took a closer look: Sure enough, He Biao was sitting at the door of the store, staring at the people getting into the car motionlessly.

Song Xuyi hurriedly pulled He Siyu to hide in the corner!

And He Siyu also saw He Biao from a distance, his face instantly became extremely pale, and his body began to tremble violently—

"There is a way—" Song Xuyi took He Siyu's cold hand and comforted him softly. She glanced around and saw two boys playing marbles on the ground beside her...

"Brother, is that uncle in front looking for his lost daughter?" Song Xuyi stopped one of the boys, pointed at He Biao and asked from a distance.

The boy looked at He Biao following Song Xuyi's line of sight, and nodded: "He came here yesterday, saying that his adopted daughter who had been raising him for thirteen years ran away, and he probably wanted to go to the city to find his father. If he wanted to go to the city, he would go to I came here to take a car, so he came and guarded here..."

He Siyu's face turned pale, and he tightly clenched Song Xuyi's hand.

Song Xuyi was in pain, but she didn't let go of He Siyu's hand. She patted He Siyu's hand twice comfortingly, took out the dead flashlight from her bag, and handed it to the little boy...

"I actually know his daughter. I just ran over there. She dropped it from her bag when I was chasing her." Song Xuyi casually pointed in the direction: "I'm busy shopping and going to the city to find my aunt. No time to go up front and talk to him—”

As he said that, Song Xuyi took out a dollar from his bag in pain, and handed it to the little boy with a smile: "Thank you brother, I will buy you candy with this dollar..."

As soon as the little boy saw that he had the money, he didn't care about playing marbles, so he ran over to find He Biao with a flashlight!

He Biao recognized the flashlight, and immediately chased in the direction the little boy pointed.

And taking advantage of this gap, Song Xuyi quickly pulled He Siyu into the car—

"Auntie, my uncle is sick, and my aunt can't afford to come and see us off. I haven't finished my homework for the winter vacation and I have to go home. Please stop at the Dahua Vegetable Market stop sign. My mother sells chickens inside..."

As soon as he got on the bus, Song Xuyi switched to the Mandarin of this world, gave the conductor six yuan, and took He Siyu to the end of the car...

Yuanshen had once heard from the two couples that they were going to borrow money from the aunt who sold chickens in the Dahua vegetable market to see a doctor for her demented son, so Song Xuyi used this place name flexibly.

The conductor looked at Song Xuyi's tattered clothes, and originally suspected that Song Xuyi ran out of which village, but few girls in the village could speak Mandarin, and they didn't even know what the winter homework was, and Song Xuyi also explained where her mother was. He didn't doubt anything, he gave a vague 'hmm' and started to attract other people who got into the car...

Perhaps it was God's blessing, and then a few farmers came up to the city to sell their local products. The nylon bags filled the carriages to the brim, and there was no place for people to stay, because the farmers gave the conductor a few dollars more for the ticket according to the rules. , the salesperson didn't even show his face, thinking that the person behind him couldn't stand up anymore, so he urged the driver to drive more than a minute earlier.

Finally, the car door closed, and a car full of people started to move forward...

Song Xuyi kept staring at the glass window at the rear of the car, and sure enough, after the car drove 100 meters, a black figure rushed out obliquely—He Biao sensed something was wrong and chased after him!

However, at this time, the car could no longer fit people in, and the driver acted as if he hadn't seen the person chasing him, so he accelerated his speed...

Gradually, He Biao was no longer seen.

The bus to the city runs once a day. If you miss this trip, He Biao will never be able to catch up today.

Song Xuyi finally breathed a sigh of relief, slumped on the seat and held He Siyu's cold hand: "It's okay! Don't be afraid..."

He Siyu looked out the car window and didn't speak. Amidst the noisy chatter in the room, even the system didn't notice a small "bang" from the side—

A pair of pokes with extremely sharp ends slipped under the seat along the wide sleeve of He Siyu's other hand...~

The author has something to say:

The knowledge points for identifying directions in the wild come from Baidu.

Good night~