Call back to live with

Chapter 56

Returning in the twilight, there was always peace between the two of them. In the spring evening, there was a beautiful sunset glow, rubbing on Fang Shiying's hair.

Song Ziyu witnessed the Magnolia along the way, gracefully trembling with the wind, just like the steps of the woman who was a step away.

Under an old mossy wall, Fang Shiying stopped, turned his head slightly, and said in a gentle voice, "Let's just leave here. Mr. Song, thank you for being with me today."

The drooping long eyelashes were raised little by little, revealing those moist and cool eyes. She said: "The wind is sunny and the paper kites are flying in the sky. I don't think there is anything more beautiful than this."

After hesitating for a moment, Fang Shiying smiled, as if pampering himself, and said sincerely: "I will always remember it."

Song Ziyu said: "In spring, it's better to put paper kites, in summer it's better to watch windmills, in autumn it's better to enjoy the rain and beat the residual lotus, and in winter there are white snow and red plums."

Song Ziyu is gentle and honest, and he has never been frank: "All four seasons are beautiful. How can you say that there is nothing more beautiful than this?"

Fang Shiying looked at him in surprise.

Although Song Ziyu's ears were red, he looked into her eyes and said, "If you don't believe me, I can show you all."

Fang Shiying felt a little regretful, she shouldn't have said that.She only felt that her feet had no real feeling on the ground, and her body was so light that it almost seemed to be wrapped in clouds.

My heart is very astringent.

The magnolia flowers on the branches seemed to hit her body.One after another, like a little girl losing her temper, awkward and wronged.

She said softly: "Since the poisoning, my eyesight has been damaged. Even if it recovers, my vision is always hazy. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is nothing but recklessness to let such broken eyes see it."

Nodding slightly to the man, she lifted her skirt and left, not caring what the people behind her would say.

dare not listen.

All the flowers fell to the heart.Fang Shiying didn't feel that much pain, but it was a pity that all the flowers were smashed.This heart is really bad.

Back at the residence, it was getting late, the crabapple plant in the yard was flying red in the sky, and the petals flew past her cheeks, but she passed by step by step as if she didn't see it.

Fang Shiying walked outside the house, leaning on the door frame and standing still for a long time, weakly pinching the corner of her skirt, looking at the embroidered shoes stained with mud.

Spring mud is so oily and lovely.What about Xia Ni?What about Qiu Ni?Also, what about winter mud?

She really wanted to know so much.

Hurrying footsteps sounded, as if they were approaching here.Fang Shiying straightened up and looked over with vigor.

The spy who was placed next to Li Hongge did not know why he came at this time. He looked flustered, and Fang Shiying couldn't help but raise his heart.

The disciple approached quickly, but knelt down quickly, and his knees hit the ground heavily, accompanied by a desolate sentence: "Elder Fang, your subordinates are incompetent. I didn't find out until today that your mother... three months ago He died of illness."

The disciple was covered in sweat and sighed from the bottom of his heart.Elder Fang has always been kind, and the disciples in the church respect her very much, but the death of her most important relative does not know how much it will hurt her.

He knelt for a while, but didn't hear Elder Fang's voice, raised his head in doubt, and called out "Elder Fang!"

Fang Shiying in sight was completely different from usual.That face was almost terribly pale, the evening wind ruffled her hair, and her eyes were like two stones embedded in their sockets, lifeless.

The disciple couldn't bear it, and said softly: "Elder Fang, my condolences."

Fang Shiying still didn't make a sound.Her eyes didn't seem to move, she didn't blink, she stared at the front silently.

Then she moved.

That thin body was like a man made of paper, he walked forward stiffly and numbly, walked down the steps, and walked stiffly into the courtyard step by step.

Begonia flowers are still flying in the air.

She walked over in a daze.The disciple followed behind in great concern, seeing her stagger, then stood still in embarrassment, still walking forward clumsily like a dummy.

She walked so slowly, as if she had no strength left.The disciple quickly went around to her, and persuaded her again: "Siren has passed away, Elder Fang must be mournful and obedient."

In the gray sky, Fang Shiying made the stupidest joke in her life.

She forgot the time, like a little girl, and asked innocently: "Mother said that she would be fine after taking the medicine, and asked me to wait for her obediently, why didn't she come back?"

She was very stupid: "I'll wait for her at the door."

The disciple was terrified, thinking that Fang Shiying had suffered such a blow that he lost his mind.

And Fang Shiying didn't wait for an answer, so he walked towards the door with difficulty and with both hands and feet.

It took her a lot of effort to open the door, and she sat on the mud-covered steps, clasped her hands on her knees, and obediently looked at her mother on the way back.

Fang Shiying couldn't hear how the disciple tried to persuade him.She is very obedient, she listens to her mother the most, and her illness will definitely be cured.

When they find their father, they can live a good life.Fang Shiying even smiled.

When Li Hongge found her, Fang Shiying was still dumbfounded.

The disciples hid when they saw the situation.Only Li Hongge was left watching the delirious Fang Shiying with great interest.

"Sister, what are you doing here?"

Fang Shiying said stupidly: "Wait for my mother to come back. She has gone to get medical treatment."

Li Hongge smiled, and the light from the lantern he was carrying behind him illuminated half of his face, while the other side was pitch black and a little penetrating.

He leaned over, sat down on the steps without being too dirty, and said softly: "Does Shiying want mother to get better soon?"

"I think so, especially." Fang Shiying nodded.

Li Hongge smiled and said: "The elders in the folk are seriously ill, and the younger generation wants to be happy. How about Shi Ying marrying someone? If you marry Mr. Qin, your mother will recover soon."

Fang Shiying said without hesitation, "I'll marry. As long as my mother gets better!"

Li Hongge was so overjoyed that he almost laughed out loud.Sure enough, no matter how alert Fang Shiying was, she was no more than a mere girl, and this appearance was really ridiculous.

He stood up and coaxed: "How about you come back home with me? Put on your wedding dress and marry into the Qin family tomorrow morning. Your mother will definitely recover tomorrow."

Fang Shiying was a little uneasy: "What if my mother comes back and sees that I haven't waited for her?"

"It's dark on the road. Your mother won't come back tonight. If you get married tomorrow, I'll send her to see you."

Fang Shiying followed him back to the house.

Li Hongge borrowed soldiers from Mr. Qin, and promised to send Fang Shiying to him. How could it be that he was carrying a sedan chair eight times, and the Ming matchmaker was marrying?

Even Fengguan Xiapei is just buying ready-made clothes, not tailoring clothes according to the needs of March.

The maid waited for Fang Shiying to change into a bright red wedding dress. Li Hongge looked at it, and felt a bit of pride brazenly, and ordered the maid to put rouge on her.

"It's natural to carve and decorate, but the rouge is too much." Li Hongge looked at her beautiful appearance, "It's cheap."

Li Hongge felt that he had achieved great success and was only short of the final blow, so he decided to make a quick decision and planned to attack the Swallowing Cloud Sect tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, Fang Shiying was the only one left in the room.

Missing her mother restlessly, she sat at the door again.

The disciple came under the cover of the thick night, impatient: "Elder Fang, the situation is urgent, you have to make up your mind quickly. Li Hongge is so impatient, how should we prepare?"

Fang Shiying didn't speak, but just looked at him strangely.

The disciple was helpless, the matter was imminent, and he couldn't delay it no matter what, so he could only cruelly say to Shi Ying: "Your mother has passed away."

He said, "It's gone."

"He was thrown into a mass grave by that fellow Li Hongge."

He said that he was trembling, but he could only grit his teeth and say: "There are no bones left!"

Fang Shiying only felt a pair of pliers that were as hard as iron clamped into her shoulders forcefully, and the pain was palpitating. The voice was like a wild wolf: "She is dead. There is no such person in the world!"

She raised her eyes, and a ball of fire hit her, burning her skin with severe pain, the flames twisted, and everything in front of her eyes became blurred. In the mist, only the pain was so clear.

She heard her dry voice: "All the plans that were made before were carried out ahead of time. After Li Hongge left, he set fire to this place. Inform the disciples to set up an ambush at Chuwu Ridge."

Sparks were flying in her field of vision, and she paused every word, speaking extremely hard: "The terrain of the Tunyun Cult is easy to defend and difficult to attack, we...have a chance of winning."

"Go." She exhausted her strength.

The disciple saw that her mind was turbulent, and she was already looking fierce, so he hesitated and looked at her again.

A tear fell from the woman's eye socket, she opened her mouth, every word was in pain: "Tell the leader, Li Hongge's relationship with me. Besides, with him, who burned Dengyun Peak back then."

The disciple was greatly surprised: "There is still room for change in this matter! As long as Li Hongge dies, it has nothing to do with you."

Fang Shiying was unmoved, and only said coldly: "Go!"

The moment was imminent, the disciple had no choice but to quickly perform lightness kung fu and leave.

Behind him, Fang Shiying lay limp on the ground.I felt that I was going to be burned to ashes by the fire, and there was a voice of despair, and I said soberly and cruelly: "If you don't admit it, can you treat the wrong thing as never happened?"

The death of her mother had cut off all chance of explanation.How could she tell Gu Zhishi, what I did was for a person who does not exist?

This day is just a normal day.

Like every yesterday, she lied day after day.

The author has something to say: I really wrote the plot so badly that I cried. (Sorry, I feel that the sub-cp content is a bit too much, and it may not be very good in Danmei. But I love Siying so much, I can't help but write more.)

There are about two chapters left~

I really like the few pairs of CP in this article, and I should write two or three extra episodes~