Chapter 149: The story of a man with a baby looking for his wife (End)
Chang Yu said coldly: "You can't find him, he has been killed by me."
Chu Zhizhi cried for a while, "What did you say?"
"Didn't you say you hated his entanglement? So I killed him."
Chu Zhizhi was stiff, her face turned pale, and she took two steps back. Then, she became hysterical, "Let me out! You murderer!"
"You can't get out." Chang Yu said calmly: "I can't get out either."
The moon and stars are sparse, and the chill of the autumn night is biting.
Fusheng took off his robe and put it on Chu Xiang, wrapping her tightly. Chu Xiang could of course choose to sit in the carriage and rest. It would take some time to go back, which was enough for her to sleep, but She couldn't sleep and had to sit outside with Fu Sheng who was driving the car.
They all wanted to go back quickly, pick up Xiaoman, and explain things clearly to Chu Xiang's parents. Then they could go back to the Taoist Temple and live a simple life like before.
Chu Xiang leaned against Fusheng's side, raised his eyes and asked, "Aren't you cold?"
"I'm not cold." Fusheng held the reins, lowered his eyes and smiled, "Xiangxiang, don't worry, I won't get sick."
The red eyes were bent, and the white hair outlined the curve of the wind. In the bright moonlight, he was a mountain spirit and wild monster in other people's mouths, but it was the dreamlike touch that Chu Xiang wanted to catch.
She hugged Fusheng's arm and pressed closely against him, absorbing the warmth that did not exist in him.
When did they start relying on each other so much?
Neither of them could give an answer.
But Fu Sheng knew that it was Chu Xiang who suddenly broke into his world that made everything change.
He has a child and a family. He, who was originally alone, is no longer just the plague god and evil spirit in other people's mouth, nor is he a terrifying ghost, nor is he the culprit who was littered with corpses two hundred years ago.
He has another identity, a husband, a father, and the most ordinary ordinary person.
Fusheng had connections and concerns with the world that had abandoned him, so he didn't know at what time he was able to step out of the forest where he had been imprisoned for many years, and saw the human world again after many years. of prosperity.
Fusheng was always a pure and harmless existence in Chu Xiang's eyes, but he was not as good as she thought. He would also want to kill people and take revenge, especially the people in this city. The reason why they could have The reason they are living today is because their ancestors gave him all their illnesses.
Fu Sheng had endured so much pain, and these things had distorted his body and soul.
Back then, the Taoist priest said that one person would be sacrificed to save a whole city.
But why did he have to be the one who was sacrificed?
Isn't he also one of all living beings?
And how can these people obtain happiness?
Fusheng walked in the city holding Xiao Man, blending into the noise around him. His face hidden under the cloak was expressionless, only the blood in his eyes became more intense.
He only needs to cut his finger lightly, and a drop of blood will spread in the wind, and people all over the city will be infected with the disease and die in pain.
Xiaoman tugged at the corner of his clothes, pointed at the street vendor's candied haws, and kept saying "ahhhh" in his mouth.
He is still too young, everything in front of him is novel and lively. He has not seen enough of such a big world.
After a long time, Fusheng's aura of indifference disappeared. He wiped the saliva from Xiaoman's mouth, took out the pocket money his wife had left for him, and bought a bunch of candied haws for Xiaoman.
The crisis in the city that no one knew about disappeared just because Chu Xiaoman wanted to eat a bunch of candied haws.
A long time ago, Fusheng was a monster in the blood pool. During the days and nights under Chang Yu's care, he stared at Chang Yu's existence day after day, leaving behind something in Chang Yu that he didn't even know he had. mark". So when Chang Yu appeared in the Chu Mansion, Fusheng felt it immediately.
As Fu Sheng said before, he didn't want to be separated from Chu Xiang, and he would never be separated from her. Chang Yu would lead a group of people and move more slowly, so Fu Sheng could lay traps in advance on the road he must pass.
Fusheng has absorbed the filth of so many people, and he only needs to use his hands and feet a little. In a fake town shrouded in negative emotions, it is easy for Chang Yu to make out-of-control choices.
The moment Chang Yu killed Pei Yuzhou out of inexplicable jealousy, his hands were stained with blood. He was burdened with debts and was soaked in filth, so he could only sink in it.
Fusheng seemed to be happy, but the strange thing was that at the moment when the so-called revenge was successful, he was neither happy nor sad, and all his emotions were dull.
The hatred and pain in the past seemed to have simply become a part of his past. It was as simple as a fall in the past that he couldn't remember. These things still existed in his mind. Memory, none of it matters anymore.
"Floating life."
He heard someone calling his name, like a breeze blowing by, causing ripples on the spring water. His eyes caught the presence of the person beside him, and joyous feelings suddenly emerged in his body, and turned into a breeze, letting the jewel-like The light in his eyes twinkled.
Every time Chu Xiang looked into his eyes, especially when she looked at his smiling eyes, her heart could not help but soften. She moved forward and lay in his arms. They were in the cold. Hugging each other at night, their body temperatures were obviously not high, but they suddenly felt warm.
She said: "You know, I like you."
Fusheng lowered his head, rubbed her face, and smiled softly, "Yes, I know."
He likes to be intimate with her from time to time, like a small animal in the woods, expressing his dependence and joy when words are scarce.
Chu Xiang reached out and touched the top of his head, with crooked eyes and a bright smile, "So don't be afraid when we go back and fight a tough battle."
"Tough battle" is just an exaggeration, but when he returns to the Chu family, it will be almost the same as going to the battlefield for Fu Sheng.
In the short time he returned to the world, he felt the importance of his parents' orders to his daughter's marriage.
Fusheng was nervous in advance, his body was stiff, and his face was originally white, but now it was as white as a corpse.
Chu Xiang found it funny, but she still couldn't bear to see him look so scared. She held his hand that was clenching the corner of his clothes and said, "Don't worry, I'm still here."
She said: "Not only me, but also Xiaoman and Fusheng, we are all on your side."
For some reason, Fu Sheng felt a hot feeling spread all over his body. His body suddenly became very heavy, but not uncomfortable. He covered his burning eyes with one hand, trying not to let her see his embarrassing scene.
Even when Chu Xiang gave birth to Xiaoman, he couldn't help but shed tears by her bedside and was laughed at by her for a long time, but she didn't remember it. He didn't want her to laugh at him in the future.
Chu Xiang pretended not to notice his embarrassment and leaned into his arms. He bent his back, pressed her back with one hand, and protected the back of her head with one hand. He put his chin on the top of her head and used almost all of his body to trap her. He captured her appearance and trapped her tightly in it.
Chu Xiang enjoyed the inseparable feeling of being "restricted", grabbed a strand of his white hair and wrapped it around his fingertips, and said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid anymore?"
He shook his head slightly and replied in a low voice: "Not afraid."
"That's good, let's go back quickly. Xiaoman must be thinking of us. You miss Xiaoman too, right?"
Fusheng pursed his lips and raised them slightly, "Yes."
Reluctant, missing, satisfied.
He is no longer a "monster" alone, and finally understands the meaning of family.