Rotten Terrier

Mu Qingchen's throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, choking water constantly, making her face flushed. -

Gradually, gradually... She has no strength to raise her arms and kick her legs, so she can only instinctively struggle underwater.

Consciousness becomes blurred...

She fell more and more...

An arm encircled her waist, slender but powerful, and very familiar to the touch. Mu Qingchen opened a gap in his eyelids and saw Chang Shu's anxious eyebrows.

Chang Shu leaned over, holding her mouth, and a few traces of air flowed in, leading her to swim towards the water... The moment she protruded out of the water, her eyes went dark and she fell asleep completely.

I didn’t sleep well during this sleep, and I felt Chang Shu was pressing her chest hard and eating her mouth with a few presses, repeatedly. After a while, I felt that the world was shaking again, and my ears were full of the squeaking of the wheels, and I guess I was carried into the carriage.

Fortunately, Chang Shu was by her side, clasping her fingers, and never let go.

She settled down, fell asleep steadily, and had a dream in which she returned to the third day of April in Jiasheng ten years.

The sky that day was clearer than ever, with breeze, birds and flowers in the air.

She got up from the crib and pushed A-niang who was sleeping in the rags: "A-niang, A-niang, today is my birthday, you promised to buy me a roast chicken."

A-niang turned her back impatiently: "How come you are a year older again!"

"Aniang, Aniang." She walked around to the opposite side of Aniang and continued to push her.

"Oh, so annoying!" A-niang opened the quilt and scolded her angrily, dressed angrily, and walked out the door of the shabby courtyard.

She thought that A-niang must have bought roast chicken for her, so she got up from the ground and moved to sit on the stone steps with her elbows on her knees, her face in her hands, and she stared at the door for a moment.

It didn't take long for Niang'a to come back and threw five hot steamed buns at her feet.

"Woo, Niang, I want to eat roast chicken."

A-niang glared at her, went back to the room, opened the closet, took out the piles of clothes, and wrapped them in a piece of square cloth.

"Only steamed buns, whether you like to eat them or not, you will eat five steamed buns when you are five years old, nothing else!"

"But……"

"But what!" A-niang kicked the stool.

But I am six years old this year.

The life in Aniang's hands continued, she picked up the four corners of the square cloth and tied it, wrapped up a bulging baggage, and then carried it on her back.

"Aniang, do you want to go?" She folded her lower **** into a pocket, and picked up the buns one by one. Hey, the steamed buns are steamed buns. It is better than having the last meal without the next meal.

"Go to the gambling shop..." A-niang dodged her eyes, and left a sentence with a guilty conscience.

"When will you be back?"

A-niang was shocked and turned to look at her, probably because she had never asked such a question.

"Go... go and go back."

"Will you buy me roast chicken back?"

"If you win the money, I will buy it for you..." Aniang's eyes suddenly turned red, and she stepped on the stone steps to come to her to watch her pick up steamed buns.

"Qing Chen," A Niang seldom called her softly, "When the buns are finished, go to the front yard and find your father and grandma, A Weng, you are a smart child, they will like you."

"...Don't A-niang like me?"

"Aniang likes you too."

"Then when will A-niang come back to pick me up?"

Aniang shook her head: "Aniang doesn't know, maybe next month, maybe next year, maybe many, many years..."

"I know, A-niang will definitely come back one day."

A-niang didn't answer, rubbed the top of her hair, and cried. He got up while crying, and when he stepped out of the threshold, he turned his head and smiled at her.

There is a bitterness too thick in the smile.

She also gave A-niang back with a smile: "Go early and return early."

Then her mother-in-law left, and she began to eat steamed buns, two at one go, two at noon, and the last one when the sun went down, and a man full of alcohol broke into the yard eating and eating.

She was afraid that he was here to grab the steamed bun, so she took the remaining half in her arms and looked at him defensively.

The man didn't pay attention to her, his feet fell on the fence, fell into the dry grass, and made no move after groaning twice.

Yi Xiaobai didn't close his eyes for the night, and his eyes were black and blue. He held Mu Qingchen's hand on the bedside and kept holding Mu Qingchen's hand: "Uuuuu, I didn't expect Chenchen to fetch me water even for life. I blame me, it's all. My fault, from now on I will never drink water again."

Chang Yuan shouted at her with arms akimbo: "Don't drink water? Are you going to become a fairy, or are you going to let me be a widow!"

"Say ridicule! Chenchen's life and death are uncertain now, I don't want to have a relationship with your children!"

Life or death uncertain?

Chang Shu: "..."

Didn't Lin Yuan say everything? Everything is fine, except that he was overwhelmed and fell asleep.

"You!" Chang Yuan stepped forward, "Okay, you are Xiaobai, is Mu Qingchen more important than me, you can not even have a wife for her!"

"Stop arguing!" Chang Shu didn't know how many times she interrupted the two of them, but her tone was tougher this time.

Aunt Chuyue said to help, squatting a bow, and when she moved out of Lin Yuan, she said that she needs a good rest. If she wakes up, the slave and maid will immediately send someone to tell her. You two have worked hard all night, and you will go back to the room slowly. God.

The words to rush people are plain and clear. Chang Yuan doesn’t stay too much, so she grabbed Yi Xiaobai’s arm and pulled out. She yanked Yi Xiaobai crying and said, "If I don’t leave, let me stay with her. If she can't survive this catastrophe, I will accompany her."

Chang Shu: "..."

Aunt Chuyue twitched her mouth and greeted the maidservant Hou who was outside. Together with her, she helped Chang Yuan and dragged Yi Xiaobai away abruptly.

Drag all the way to the center of the courtyard.

Afraid of changes, Chang Shusheng hurriedly closed the door, keeping sight of nothing.

She was a little tired. She hurried back to the station yesterday. She has been busy until now. She has to deal with the people who come to visit. She is extremely exhausted when she looks at them sincerely or fakely.

She pressed her swollen forehead and sat on the footrest beside the bed, carefully depicting Mu Qingchen's eyebrows with pity in her eyes.

Suddenly a shrill scream like a broken gong came from outside the window...

"Dust and dust, mountains without edges, heaven and earth together, dare to be with Junjue!"

Chang Shu: "..."

The dream was too heavy for people to breathe, Mu Qingchen panted a little, struggling to wake up.

The first thing she saw was the high hanging top of the bed, her eyelids were heavy and heavy, she staggered up and sat quietly.

The cold sweat on his forehead rolled into his eyes, hot, and the pain made people's teeth tremble.

It took a long time for her to relax.

At that time, the wandering mind had just settled, and memories flooded like a tide. She remembered that she deliberately fell into the Meng River in order to escape Chang Shu, and further forward, she remembered that Tashan had informed her of her admiration and gifted her with a soul rope... Also, she had traveled through...

Oh, yes, yes, she came across, from Niutou Village.

Hiss, there seems to be something wrong?

She thought about it carefully, but didn't think of a reason.

Ouch, is it accidentally in the river... let your mind get water?

She shook her neck and caught sight of a person lying on her pillow.

The face is pale, the eyelashes are long, the better face is exhausted, and the nose is gentle... Wait, this person is a bit familiar.

Damn! It's Chang Shu!

Why is it still Chang Shu?

What about running away? Didn't you escape!

Mu Qingchen didn't know what to do, and realized that this room was also very familiar. Why was it so like Jianzhou Station?

She held her breath and looked around, pondering for a long time before finally accepting reality-this is Jianzhou Post.

In the yard.

The stone table is still the stone table, and the pergola is still the pergola. I remember that she and Chang Shu ate here yesterday. She had never seen each other for this whole life, so she was very uncomfortable eating, her heart was astringent, her throat was dry, her nose was sour...

Now think about it, sour shit, once the plan failed, I went back to before liberation.

She was so anxious that she made up her mind to escape, no matter if she had a plan or no plan, she was right to escape first. Her patience was exhausted a long time ago, and she didn't have the time to wait for the opportunity again.

She went to the wall and observed the wall carefully, observing the root of the right wall from the root of the left wall, and then the root of the left wall from the root of the right wall, and finally selected the location.

That's it, she patted the center of the wall and found that the bricks in this area were either recessed or raised, what a brazen tofu project.

Not much to say, just turn out this wall and talk about it. She lifted the corners of her robe, raised her foot on the bump, and rode on the wall in twos or twos.

It coincided with a breeze.

Her dizzy eyes instantly regained clarity, and a series of questions popped out in her mind-who am I? where am I? What am i doing?

Bowed his head again...

Damn, how did I climb so high! ?

Mu Qingchen was afraid of heights since she was a child. When she was a child, her friends would not take her when she climbed a tree to dig out a bird's nest. The reason was that she shivered as soon as she climbed the tree. It took a long time to move an inch.

"Shu... Shu'er..." Mu Qingchen was frightened, and got down, clasping his hands tightly on the edge of the wall.

"Shu'er, are you there..."

Damn it, why is there no one at the moment, there are obviously a lot of palace people clinging to her like a worm.

"Is there anyone, help!"

Mu Qingchen, who was always energetic, shrank into a ball like a trembling kitten at this moment, calling for help.

"If you don't come anymore, the **** will be air-dried!!"

Hearing this, Chang Shu woke up from his sleep, and as soon as he raised his eyebrows, he saw that Mu Qingchen was gone. Without hesitation, he wanted to go out to find. Because he got up too quickly, a few black doctors were in front of him, and the blink of an eye faded away.

She walked forward slowly and came to Langwu, huh? There seems to be a big mouse on the wall!

"Shu'er, you are here, I told you for a long time, why don't you ignore me!" Mu Qingchen's lips were pale with a grievance on his face.

It turned out to be Mu Qingchen. Chang Shu let go. If it was such a big rat, it would be fine, she couldn't handle it.

"What do you do when you climb so high?" Aren't you afraid of heights.

Mu Qingchen, who didn't want to lower his noble head, lied, "I... come up and catch the mouse!"

Chang Shu: "..."

Sure enough, Mu Qingchen's mouth is a lie!

"Then did you catch it?"

"Yet...not yet..."

"Okay, I'll go back to the room and go to bed, you continue to catch." Chang Shu turned and walked back.

"Don't don't! Shuer! Good Shuer!"

Chang Shu paused, and asked calmly, "What else?"

"You can help me find a ladder... I'm going down the wall."

"The mice haven't caught one, do you have a face down?"

"...Yes..." Mu Qingchen is weak.

Chang Shu: "..."