Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 81: I Take You Home

Until walking out of the door, Qian Wanjin lowered his hand holding his nose, and did not forget to pat it all over his body, trying to pat off the smell contaminated on it.

Fortunately, he didn't stay long. If he stayed a little longer, he would probably vomit.

I want to complain a few words in my mouth, but I look back at Liu Yusheng's face and change it when I get to the mouth. "That, don't be too sad. The master has some people. Even if you dig the ground three feet, I will find you. Don't cry with a face on, let's say, I haven't found it in such a long time, maybe someone really went back to their own home. "

"I hope so too." Liu Yusheng pulled his lips and tried to squeeze a smile, but failed.

"Okay, don't laugh if you don't want to laugh, it's more ugly than crying."

After hearing that, Liu Yusheng no longer tried to disguise, but just raised his face and looked at the gray sky, trying to pour back the tears that were about to overflow his eyes.

At the end of spring, there is no warm sun, and it feels as cold as winter.

"Ah! This lunatic is hitting again! Quickly, hold him! Hold him together!" An exclaimed voice came from the corner of the ruined temple, accompanied by the sound of cursing and the fists that followed.

"What **** is still a treasure, not the rotten rope that others have thrown away, I've grabbed it! Spread my hand!"

"Pick a stone over here! Isn't he clenched tightly, he can't break the stone without credit!"

Liu Yusheng stopped the move to step on the carriage and turned to look over there.

I don't know why, my heartbeat was suddenly agitated, and I was going to go there subconsciously, being pulled by Qian Wanjin.

"Weak meat and strong food can be found everywhere. This kind of thing can't be controlled. Blessing, don't worry about it. We and them are not a world."

After a pause, he winked at the guard behind him, "Go and see and disperse those people."

In this way, she can always rest assured.

A group of little beggars circled around Liu Yusheng's invisible corner and kept kicking and snoring on the ground.

His fists and feet made a dull sound, but the people on the ground didn't seem to feel pain and didn't say a word.

Until someone took a stone, smashed it into his hand, and tore off the tight red cord of his palm. His original dull eyes suddenly appeared strong fluctuations, exuding a fierce and vicious light like a beast, picking up stones with his backhand, and smashing on the head of the beggar who snatched the head rope. It's so unclear.

Quiet.

The scarlet blood flowed down the beggar's head, and the beggar shook around him exclaimed.

"Killed ... killed!"

There was chaos. The men stared at the murderer ghostly, hate and fear, he had never seen it.

Carefully put the red head rope back in my heart, retracted into the corner, eyes returned to the dead again, only the lips moved slightly, in the chaos and noise, almost silent.

A corner away, Liu Yusheng, who was about to get on the car again, suddenly became stiff, and his blood was almost countercurrent.

He shook off Qian Wanjin's support and flew around the corner, regardless of how many times he fell.

She heard it.

In the chaos and noise, a breeze called, Sheng Sheng.

In this time and space, there is only one person who will call her that way, using that gentle tone.

"Fuyao! Liu Yusheng!" Qian Wanjin watched as the little baby ran to the chaos, anxiously stamping his feet.

She didn't know what was dangerous? On that small body, isn't it just pure death in this time!

Really ... he owes her!

"Catch up and protect her!" Bian ordered, and ran after him.

Bypassing the dilapidated wall blocking the view, Liu Yusheng saw the scene there.

After being frightened, the beggars were agitated, and did not dare to get closer to the person who was shrinking in the corner, but picked up the stones on the ground and smashed on the person.

Soon, bleeding came from the corner of the boy's head and face.

"Stop ... stop it for me!" Liu Yusheng yelled, blinking without blinking, staring at the smashed but unresponsive teenager. At that moment, he could see clearly that his vision was completely blurred.

The feet seemed to be filled with lead, and it was extremely difficult to make heavy strides.

With tears and panting, every breath, the chest was stabbing with pain.

The gentle boy in her memory changed completely.

Dirty clothes, disheveled hair, and a scarred face.

And a pair of empty eyes.

In those eyes, no bright stars can be found, no midsummer night sky can be seen, no soul can be found.

Alone, he is alone.

Solitary, alone.

Unrecognizable, one person.

"Brother Ashu." She shouted softly, trying to smile at him, a smile, and tears flowed into the cavity, bitter and salty.

He ignored her, as if he hadn't heard it, and didn't move.

"Brother Ashu, I'm here to take you home." Squatting in front of him, Liu Yusheng smiled, shivered, and stretched out his hand, "Let's go home."

As soon as the hand approached, before touching, the young man's eyes suddenly changed. He pushed Liu Yusheng away fiercely, and tightened the red rope on the palm of his hand to tighten it, for fear of being snatched away.

When Qian Wanjin arrived, he saw the scene where Liu Yusheng was pushed down.

"Oh!" Exclaimed, and hurried forward to pick up the man, angrily at the corner boy, "I really don't know! How much time did she spend to find you!"

Unfortunately, the man didn't respond at all, as if he didn't know them at all.

"Fuyi, let's go! Since people are not in love, we can't afford to rush to sell!" Qian Wanjin hurriedly pulled Liu Yusheng and left. "Finally, your face is ruined like this, maybe you recognize the wrong person It's over! "

"Don't say you just ruined half of your face. Even if the entire face is ruined, I can recognize him at a glance!" Liu Yusheng shook off his hand again and returned to Asiu, "I'm going to take him home! "

"He doesn't recognize you at all!" Qian Wanjin was about to be furious! Who is this for? Not ready yet?

"He didn't deny me, he was ..." No one knew it. Liu Yusheng wiped away his tears and looked at the boy near him. He was dirty and skinny. In the past three years, what kind of suffering has he suffered and how much has he suffered.

She didn't dare to think about it, and she felt so distressed when she thought about it.

The sight finally fell on the tightly tied head rope of the young man's palm. The original bright red had faded. He was caught in the palm for a long time, and became greasy after sweat stains, but he was carefully guarded like a baby.

Liu Yusheng smiled astringently, tears slipping down his cheeks again, hot, hot temperature.

Even if he didn't recognize her, he still did not let anyone hurt her subconsciously.

Just like instinct.

(End of this chapter)