Sixty-sixth bowl of soup (four)

Liuli woke up in Ren Wusi's arms. He was still sleeping when she opened her eyes. She looked up at him for a long time before she found that he was blushing at the moment. I don't know how long it took for this man to sleep. This man was not the same as what he usually showed. Liuli was a little lost, but seemed to have seen someone through this person.

She was hugged very tightly. Even though she was hugging each other, Ren Wusi was still dressed neatly. He didn't want to see the scars under his clothes for Liuli. Whether it was to maintain his appearance or to protect his heart, he knew only by himself.

Liuli followed his collar and gently touched his little hands.

His skin is very cool. Ren Wusi is born with a lower body temperature than ordinary people. He rarely sweats at any time. But it is precisely this coolness that makes Liuli feel that this man does not live in this world.

It's really strange that such a cold man has such a warm embrace.

Her little hand was held by him before touching Ren Wusi's chest scars. 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, these eyes can shine with the sun and moon in the sky.

He looked at her like a naughty child or a beloved woman. He felt that embracing her like this and not thinking about anything else was already the thing he wanted most in his life.

Before this, he was confused by love and dared not tell his identity, for fear of crying when he saw Liuli. But when he dreamed of him in the middle of the night, he was all his father's blood-stained face, forcing him to repeat the poisonous oath he had when he was young again and again. Ren Wusi was also a human being, and he was not so ruthless when he was born. 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, if anyone who carries a deep hatred for blood, such revenge will be light. If your innocent family members were beheaded on the charge of false accusation, would you hate it? Would you want to tear the enemy into pieces?

Fu Wenshan was very guilty and the evidence of colluding with enemies and traitoring the country was confirmed. Ren Wusi did not regret exposing all this. If he had not fallen in love with Fu Liuli, that would be great.

He doesn't have to be tortured by nightmares day and night, and he won't even dare to sleep. He is afraid that when he falls asleep, what appears in front of him is the faces of his parents and relatives, questioning why he wants to save his enemy's life.

But now it's different. They are clear and Liuli doesn't remember anything. She is now a child about five years old, clean and spotless. How can he force himself to make up his mind to ruin her?

He is really too tired.

Liuli looked at him quietly. She was not a talkative person, but Ren Wusi's eyes were too soft and sad, which made her involuntarily ask him: "Does it hurt?"

Ren Wusi was stunned for a moment before he realized that she was talking about the injuries on his body.

Compared to loving her, it doesn't hurt. He even wished that it would hurt enough. It would be great if the pain in his body could overwhelm the heart. In that way, he could find the target of transfer and not be tortured like this again. But what should he do? He loved Fu Liuli, and this could not be changed. He wanted to turn into the air snuggling beside her. As long as he was not entangled by nightmares, he would do anything.

"It doesn't hurt."

Liuli murmured, "A liar."

She insisted on putting her hand into Ren Wusi's clothes, but his refusal was invalid, so she had to touch it. There was no complete piece of flesh and blood everywhere, and it was full of scars. Ren Wusi didn't even take medicine to apply medicine to let him bleed and leave scars. For him, this was a punishment for himself.

How bad he is to Liuli? As a member of the Ren family, he cannot give up, but as someone who admires her, he can punish himself.

"It hurts very much, I'm afraid of the pain." Liuli said softly, not knowing which self she is talking about. She couldn't tell who she is. Sometimes she felt that she was Liuli, and sometimes she felt that she was a lonely soul. But according to her true thoughts in her heart, she didn't want to hurt Ren Wusi at all. "How come you don't feel that it hurts?"

She leaned forward and put her little face on his shoulder. Ren Wusi had a very nice smell of tea, but now he had more bloody smell, which 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 it."

"Liuli." Ren Wusi held her restless little hand and whispered, "Don't move around."

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

Ren Wusi refused again, until she turned red without saying a word, he sighed and said, "It's very ugly."

In this world, there are never only women who want to please themselves. When facing their beloved women, men are afraid that they are not handsome or tall enough, and even their bodies are covered with scars, which attracts disgust from their lovers or scares them. This is not good.

But Liuli was not afraid at all. She slowly took off Ren Wusi's clothes, revealing her strong chest, and the scars of the old and the alternating new that were entrenched all over his body.

Some are knife wounds, some are sword wounds, some are burning marks, and some are scars that cannot be distinguished by the glass. When Ren Wusi felt pain, he would grab whatever he had. If he had no weapons, he would hit the wall with his head. He would have to be so painful that he could not think before he could stop.

This is a curse for him.

Liuli was stunned as she looked at it. Her eyes were still red, but tears fell unconsciously. She went to touch Ren Wusi's scars, but she seemed to see herself.

The lonely person who sat in his heart was afraid of losing control because of his longing.

Every time I miss you, I leave a trace on my body. How would a person who was so clean do this? Will that person still like it if he has scars that cannot be removed?

No.

But maybe it was because I knew it in my heart that the person would not come, so it didn't matter what I did. She and Ren Wusi were all keeping their own dreams.

What is the difference between dreams and ideals? It is probably... the latter has a more possibility of realization, while the former can only be a dream.

She hugged Ren Wusi's shoulders, tears dripping on his broad back. Ren Wusi was a little lost, and the tears were hot. She seemed to hug another herself, hugging Ren Wusi tightly without letting go.

This pain...

That person...

Ren Wusi was as stiff as a sculpture. She sat on the bed and let her hold her, and she would not coax people. She was stunned. Liuli hugged him for a long time before she said in a hoarse voice: "Hungry."

He slowly came back 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 no matter how hard he smiled. It was strange and probably didn't look very good, so he put away his smile again, not wanting to scare Liuli.

The servant brought the meal over. The Liuli clothes were stuttering, and sometimes her fingers were clumsy and didn't know where to put them. She was a little angry. She was obviously not young, so why couldn't even do such a small thing well?

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

But Liuli is not a child after all, and she can eat by herself in a while. After dinner, Ren Wusi did not leave her. He did nothing and sat there quietly watching her. He stared at whatever she did. Liuli touched the pipa that was placed beside her - in fact, she didn't want to touch it in her heart, but the pipa seemed to be summoning her, and seemed to have something to say to her.

When Ren Wusi saw her fiddling with the pipa, he asked softly: "Does Liuli still play the pipa?"

Liuli was stunned and said, "I don't know either."

He said this, but his fingers plucked the strings.

The song was deeply engraved in her soul. Even if she forgot everything, she would naturally leak out when her fingers were placed on the strings.

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

The bones were firm and the strings were whistling slightly. The red shore flower that accompanied her eyes slowly came to life. Finally, Liuli's fingers stopped at the last sound, and the pipa finally returned to its former snow-white and translucent, as if it was a living thing.

After all, she is not an ordinary ghost, and she has a pipa as her companion. The medicine can interfere for a while, but it is only a matter of time and night when you think about it.

Liuli looked up at Ren Wusi. He fell asleep at some point, breathing lightly and unable to hear it. If he hadn't seen the slight ups and downs of his chest, he would have been a dead body.

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

He wanted to live an ordinary family life with Liuli, working from sunrise to rest from sunset, working hard every day, and then handing over all the silver and copper coins to the virtuous little wife, wearing clothes sewn stitches and eating food cooked by her wife. After a few years of marriage, they gave birth to a few children, and the family was harmonious, which was enough.

He didn't ask for much, but he was never satisfied.

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

I didn't know if the pipa understood it or not, so I moved it for a while, and the strings floated up and touched her tender cheeks, as if comforting her.

"But we are different."

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