Substitute for the little ancestor

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you, I don't blame anyone, it's my fault... Everything is caused by me, but why, the person who died is not me? If the person who hit the rock was How good should I be?"

If it happened again, she would never argue with Ruan Qintao's family by the lake. If it happened again, she would never let her brother be in any danger. If it happened again, she would die for Nuoyan.

But in this world, how can people give people a chance to come back?
Even the advent of danger has never been predicted by you, and you can only be forced to bear and accept it.

So helpless, really helpless.

This feeling is like thousands of poisonous insects are constantly gnawing at her mind and spirit. She seems to have fallen into a bottomless abyss, and since then, there has been no light.

"I regret it so much, Si Chenmo. I really regret it. If I knew how to be more flexible, if I had been smarter and not so stubborn, if I had kept my uncle and aunt down, nothing would have happened to Nuo Yan."

She took all the faults on herself.

"Why wasn't I the one who died? Why did I have to live? I'm so sad, Si Chenmo... I feel like I can't breathe here, as if something is tearing my heart fiercely Same, I can't hold on anymore..."

Ruan Tong clutched his chest and murmured: "At the moment when the incident happened, I really wanted someone to show up and save us, but until the last moment of Nuo Sheng's life, there was no..."

How desperate should that be?

During that time, the little girl saw darkness in front of her eyes and could not see any light at all.

She seems to have been in the bottomless abyss, but her body is still falling downwards.

The storm finally ended, and the haze of the sky faded along with the warm sunshine in the morning. Si Chenmo stood outside the house, his slender body leaning against the car, staring at the new rainbow in the sky, obviously beautiful and warm, but he I feel that everything here is full of oppression and hatred.

His bony fingertips were stained with a cigarette, and he smoked one after another.

At this moment, Aoki came over with a bottle of mineral water and said, "Master, you haven't slept all night, why don't you go and rest for a while?"

Yes.

He has not slept all night.

As long as Si Chenmo thought of that little girl crying bitterly, he felt very uncomfortable, and his heart hurt like being pulled.

His deep black eyes glanced at the bed covered in white cloth in the living room, his thin lips could not make a sound.

a long time.

Only then slowly opened the mouth.

"is it my fault?"

The man's voice was very deep, and no emotion could be heard, Aoki was slightly taken aback, but then, he realized what Si Chenmo meant by what he said.

He shook his head.

"Don't blame the young master. If you want to blame, blame the Ruan family for being too mad. I didn't expect them to do this. If I knew it earlier, I would have sent someone to keep an eye on them."

How could there be so many people who knew earlier?
It's just that they underestimated the evil of human nature.

He also underestimated that Ruan Qintao, who has never had much guts, would commit murder.

But Si Chenmo was still full of self-blame, he couldn't think about Nuo Sheng's incomparably bright smile before, he felt that it was the punishment he gave to the Ruan family that caused all this to happen.

He wanted to protect the little girl, but secretly, he brought her great pain and harm.

But who could have predicted all this?

Si Chenmo stubbed out the cigarette butt, turned around and walked towards the house.

After one night, Grandma Yun also knew his identity, but she didn't know that Ruan Tong was forced to marry him. She watched Si Chenmo come in and said, "Have you been tired all night? Tong Tong hasn't woken up yet, you Do you want to go to rest for a while? The people in the village have not woken up yet. When the sky is brighter, I will go to inform people and give... Xiaobao a funeral."

Si Chen Mo pursed his thin lips tightly. He looked at Grandma Yun's red eyes again, and said, "I don't mind. Grandma, you haven't closed your eyes all night. You should go and rest for a while."

"How can I sleep?"

Nuo Yan's death filled everyone with guilt.

They all felt that it was because of themselves that they indirectly killed him.

If Ruan Tong hadn't cried so much that her head hurt so much that she couldn't lift it up, she wouldn't be able to sleep either.

"grandmother."

A weak voice suddenly came from the back room.

Si Chenmo and Grandma Yun lifted the curtain and went in.

I saw Ruan Tong sitting up against the head of the bed.

Grandma Yun hurriedly said: "Tongtong, it's still early, why don't you sleep more? Does your head still hurt? Grandma boiled eggs and ginger tea for you. You can drink some later."

Ruan Tong shook his head, said hoarsely with a strong nasal voice: "I have no appetite."

"If you go on like this, your body will break down."

It's okay if you break down, you can go down to accompany your brother if you break down.

Grandma Yun sighed, Si Chenmo gave Grandma Yun a reassuring look, and said, "Grandma, let me do it."

"Okay. Then I'll go out and get you breakfast."

Si Chenmo came to the bed. The edge of the bed was not high. The man bent down, gently stroked her little head with his big warm palm, and said in an outrageously gentle voice, "Silly girl. Then tell me, what do you want?" What to eat, I'll buy it for you, huh?"

Ruan Tong's nose was red, she lowered her head, twisted her hands together, and shook her head: "I don't want to eat anything..."

"I know you are sad, and I am too, but you are already very tired, and your body has reached a limit. If you don't eat something, you won't be able to hold on."

"..."

"Only when you take good care of yourself can you arrange Nuoyan's funeral properly, can't you?"

Bean-sized tears fell down and landed on the back of the man's hand. It was as if they could burn into the heart through the skin. His deep black eyes were full of distress.

Si Chenmo raised his hand to help her wipe away tears, "Believe me, if Nuo Yan was still alive, he would definitely not want to see you so sad."

Yes.

If Nuo Yan was alive, he definitely wouldn't want to see his sister whom he loved so much turn into such a decadent appearance.

Ruan Tong's lips were pale and her throat was dry, she said helplessly, "But I really can't whet my appetite."

Si Chenmo thought for a moment.

"I'll make you noodles in soup, do you want to eat it?"

Ruan Tong raised his head and stared blankly at the man: "...can you do it?"

"I'm a quick learner."

The corners of Si Chenmo's lips smiled, he leaned over and kissed her wet eyelashes lightly, then got up, and said softly, "Wait for me."

Seeing the man turn around and go out, the girl sitting on the bed always felt that something was wrong.

What's wrong?
Her red, swollen and tired eyes fell on the man's healthy and slender legs, and her expression froze for a moment.