Reborn Black Lotus can read minds

Pei Yan understood, but he was speechless.

The night is short, and the dawn seems to come in an instant.

The morning breeze blew past the two of them.

On the distant horizon, a faint red light shone.

Pei Yan saw that he was calmer and said, "So...that maid is Shen Yuan?"

"Ah."

Pei Yan's heart suffocated, and he took a short breath, half in a daze.

half an hour.

"Miss Shen Qi..." Pei Yan was so shocked that he vomited blood, "Is... also reborn?"

Xiao Xingyun said nothing, and Pei Yan understood everything.

At first, when Xiao Xingyun told Pei Yan about his rebirth, Pei Yan didn't believe a word he said. He thought he was just dreaming and being stupid, so he talked nonsense like this. But later, when several major events predicted by Xiao Xingyun all happened, Pei Yan only felt that he was stupid.

"But, how come Miss Shen Qi was reborn into a maid? This is too magical. Rebirth is hard enough for me to accept. Are you going to tell me now that you can be reborn into someone else?" Pei Yan said seriously. It was difficult to understand such a ridiculous thing, "You are not mistaken, are you?"

"I recognize those eyes."

Pei Yan didn't even raise his eyelids, "Are you being childish? It's just a pair of eyes. Think about it, if Miss Shen Qi is really reborn, she will never be the innocent and cute little girl she was before. How many things she has experienced, How much pain have you endured... People will change, let alone after such a big change, how can those eyes remain the same as before?"

Pei Yan continued: "You said that the maid is Shen Yuan, then why didn't you recognize her the first time you saw her?

Come? "

Xiao Xingyun lowered his head.

"Ask your heart, do you love the bright and innocent her, or all of her?" Pei Yan looked at Xiao Xingyun, "If she becomes cruel and cruel now, will you still love her?"

Xiao Xingyun closed his eyes.

What came to mind was not the Hua Chaojie side, but the Yunyang River. The moment he looked back, a small figure was waiting for him not far away.

A frown, a smile, a raise of a hand, that voice and smile were clear in his memory over and over again, until every detail was unforgettable.

"She is bright and innocent, and she is also thoughtful. No matter who she is, there is no pandering look in her eyes. Shen Yuan never caters. Her pride is in her bones, and there will still be a handful of ashes after it is burned." Xiao Xingyun raised his eyes slightly, "When I left Kyoto in my previous life, I went to see her quietly. At that time, she killed the murderer of her brother in a heavy rain."

Pei Yan looked at him in surprise, "Really or not? Is this little girl so fierce?"

"Then she had a fever for more than a month, until the Xiao family was demoted and moved out of Kyoto..."

The scenes that had been accumulated in his heart unfolded clearly before Xiao Xingyun's eyes.

past life.

Fengluan Hall.

Xiao Xingyun crossed the palace wall, bypassed the guards, and reached Shen Yuan's bedside in a few short steps.

She closed her eyes tightly, frowned, and had a white scarf covering her forehead.

As he came closer, her tears had dried up at the corners of her eyes, leaving water stains.

He put her legs properly into the quilt and tucked the quilt under her chin.

The empty medicine bowl next to the bed exuded the bitter smell of medicine. His heart ached. How could a person who usually couldn't eat slightly bitter things drink such a large amount?

Bowl of medicine?

He leaned over, uncovered the white scarf, and touched Shen Yuan's forehead.

Even after taking the medicine, my forehead was still terribly hot.

"Can you stop having a fever?" He pinched her face. "I'm leaving soon. I don't even have a chance to talk to you."

Although her body was feverish, her slightly exposed fingers were cold and ice-cold.

It was as if ice and fire were surging and fighting inside her body. Half of her body fell into the ice cellar, and the other half of her body was still burned in the fireworks.

He gently held her hand and warmed her over and over again. He didn't get up until the warmth was gone.

The hand held the corner of his clothes in a daze.

He turned sideways and looked at her.

The look on her face seemed extremely uncomfortable.

"do not go."

She held the corner of his clothes, and he came closer and sat next to her.

Her hands slowly wrapped around his waist along the hem of his clothes. She tilted her head, gently placed her hand on his side, and hugged him.

"I'm in so much pain."

He was confused: "Where does it hurt?"

She took the initiative to take his hand and put it on her face, "Here."

Her cheeks were rosy from the heat, but her voice was sweet and cute, even the ending was soft, and he couldn't help but caressed her lips.

His fingertips were white and slender, touching her soft and pink lips with an indescribable ambiguity.

She held his hand and kept murmuring: "It hurts, it hurts."

He leaned down, and the medicinal smell of Shen Yuan's body was mixed with the fragrance of her body, containing a faint sweetness, which invaded the tip of his nose.

He put his hand on her belly and stroked it gently. Through the thin single clothes, the soft flesh of her belly swayed in his hand.

He asked: "Does it hurt here?"

The fever was so severe that I didn’t know how much medicine I drank.

Can your stomach not hurt?

She felt very comfortable when he touched her, but it still hurt, so she continued to murmur: "It hurts..."

The movement of his hand did not stop, his long fingers moved down the waist, and rubbed the lower abdomen, "Does it hurt here?"

Shen Yuan held his hand on his lower abdomen, gently lifted it, walked up, and placed it on his heart, "Here... my heart hurts..."

His hand stiffened slightly, and he suddenly understood her pain.

It's not that my skin hurts, it's that my heart aches.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Shen Yuan suddenly began to sob.

He looked at her frowning brows and red eyes, and wanted to raise his hand to wipe her tears, but the hand paused in the air and could only fall slowly and weakly.

He withdrew his hand, covered her with the quilt, and moved a few steps gently. He walked out of Fengluan Hall and gently closed the door.

He staggered, and every step was difficult. Finally, he leaned against the palace wall weakly, as if his body had been drained of blood. He looked at his legs ridiculously, as if he saw shackles.

In an instant, those helpless pains exploded in his heart, like thousands of venomous snakes, penetrating into his internal organs and gnawing at all the flesh and blood all over his body.

If he was strong enough, if he had the ability to protect her, maybe she wouldn't experience such pain, right?

At this moment, his heart hurt as if being cut by a knife.

He hated his own incompetence, hated it to the extreme.

He stood in the dark night, listening to the sound of the evening wind, and felt as if his whole body had fallen into an ice cellar. The cold surged up from the soles of his feet until his back and limbs became cold.

The young man who left is like a corpse

Corpses floating in the night sky.

He didn't know at that time that this side would be this life.