[Fifth Personality] Farewell and meet again [Soul of Umbrella Otome

After you were picked up by your parents, you learned about your experience from Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu. They hated Zhao Chen, but there was nothing they could do.Since that day, you have never gone out again, fortunately Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu will come to accompany you and talk to you when they are free.

As you might expect, there are a lot of bad rumors out there about you.

I thought it was nothing more than that you were tarnished by Zhao Chen's frivolousness; who would have thought that the rumors spread more and more, and later it was rumored that "that woman in the west of the city is a woman in the west of the city. He was almost killed, so he really should be soaked in a pig cage." There are even such things as "there are women in the west of the city who are promiscuous and good at using their skins to seduce men.

You have to sigh in your heart for the viciousness of those who spread rumors. This completely ruined your reputation and drove you to death. If you were an ordinary girl, you would have hanged yourself on a tree long ago.It's just that you accidentally dragged Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu into the water and felt really sorry, so you persuaded them not to come to see you in the future, so as not to be ruined by you.

Hearing such earnest advice from you, Fan Wujiu immediately put on a stern face and gave you a slap in the face, telling you not to talk nonsense.

You clutched your head, which didn't hurt much, and turned your back pretending to be heartbroken: "Xiao Hei really doesn't know good people, and I'm ashamed of my painstaking efforts."

Xie Bi'an looked at your still energetic appearance, smiled slightly, and asked softly:

"Are you going to commit suicide like other women because of the gossip outside?"

Although you were puzzled by his words, you still replied:

"How is it possible. We've known each other for so long, don't you know me?"

Xie Bi'an's eyes became more and more gentle:

"Then Wu Jiu and I are the ones who care about rumors?"

You are speechless, but you know it in your heart, he is deliberately using this concept to make you feel at ease.You felt warm in your heart, and you didn't want to disappoint their kindness, so you stopped mentioning this matter.

It was isolated from the world like this, and after a period of time passed peacefully, but the good times didn't last long, and a big event happened.

In fact, this is not a big deal, it's just that some people want to make it big.

That day, Zhao Chen went to a restaurant to drink tea, and because of some trivial matters, he led his entourage to beat the boy and the owner of the restaurant.

Zhao Chencao is used to ignoring human life, and his father is the governor, so none of the passers-by in the store dared to stop him.But the old shop owner couldn't stand their beatings, and he was beaten to death soon.But Zhao Chen didn't intend to stop, and seemed to want the shop owner to beat him to death.

Coincidentally, Fan Wujiu and Xie Bi'an, who were working nearby, rushed to stop Zhao Chen's atrocities after hearing the news from the shop boy asking for help.But without knowing why, he suddenly hit Zhao Chen.

According to the rumors of those present, it seems to be related to the Chengxi daughter.

Although they couldn't control Zhao Chen's beating, they did it in a measured manner and didn't cause any serious injuries.

However, Zhao Chen was originally a vengeful lord, and he had a grudge with them before, so he went back and told his father about it.

Zhao Zhi was naturally furious. He doted on Zhao Chen since he was a child, and his son, who he was not willing to beat, was actually bullied by two small yamen servants, so he used his official authority to pressure the yamen, asking them to give him money within ten days. A "reasonable" explanation.

Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu both took the initiative to take full responsibility from the county government, and they both tried to make themselves the guilty.The county government has always used Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu highly. In his impression, they are both upright and kind people. How could they hurt people for no reason?It's just that the county government had no choice but to exert pressure from the governor, so it had to find a way to minimize the damage.

Therefore, the county government asked them to apprehend a fugitive felon in exchange for a chance to "choose the truth" with merit.

In the end, it was Xie Bi'an who got the credit.

It's been a few days since the two of them came to see you, so I asked the servant girl to inquire about their situation.When you heard from the maid that such a big thing happened, you couldn't sit still, so that night, you went out to Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu's place.

You went to Xie Bi'an's residence first.He seems to have anticipated your arrival.

His long snow-white hair shines brightly in the candlelight, and there is a golden crown on the outside, which is tied to the top of his head with a red rope tied with a silver bell, making small voiceless sounds as he lowers his head.

Looking at the hair rope on his head, you are a little dazed.

That was done by the three of you together, the procedure was complicated and took a lot of effort.Yours are always worn on your hands, but they are not convenient for men to wear on your hands, so they are used to tie their hair.

I haven't seen him for a few days, his eyes are slightly darkened, and there are still some bloodshot eyes, and he hasn't had a good rest in this period of time.

He showed you a bitter smile, and said to you softly: "You know, this incident was premeditated. The governor of Wucheng already knew the identities of me and my father, so he wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of my father. Aftermath. It's just... how can I bring innocent people into trouble?"

"Brother Bi'an took full responsibility in this way, didn't he fulfill those people's wish?" You said hastily.

"They can't touch me." He shook his head, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone. "Although my father has been relegated, the Taifu has been protecting us all these years."

You understand his purpose, it is the safest thing for him to come out and bear all the sins, with the protection of the Taifu, they can't do anything to his life.

But they can have countless methods and tortures that can torture people, even if they can't save his life, those people will definitely not let him go easily...

"Really... Is there really no way to get the best of both worlds without hurting the two of you?"

Your body trembled a little, your starry eyes were filled with bright tears, and you choked up with despair to ask this sentence that you already knew the answer, as if you could deceive yourself and have more solutions method.

Xie Bi'an didn't answer your question, but stared at you with eyes so gentle that water dripped out, and gently wiped away the tears overflowing from the corners of your eyes with his fingertips.In my impression, he is always so gentle and refreshing, but his heart is completely different from his appearance, he is so stable and cautious.

"Don't cry, it's okay... Remember, every time you cry, Wu Jiu and I are always flustered and don't know what to do."

He seemed to recall some good memories, and sighed with a smile.

"We all hope that you will always be happy, carefree, and not be troubled by the world. Promise me, after I leave, you will all be well. Please give me more advice, okay?" He Caressing your back, just like how he gently coaxed you when you were crying when you were a child.

When you heard his words, you wanted to stop crying, but the tears flowed more and more like a spring.

The greatest pain in the world is helplessness.If you enter the court as an official as a man, will you have a chance to prevent these dirty things from happening?At this moment, you hate that you are a woman, you hate that you can't do anything while watching people who grew up with you being imprisoned, and you hate those dirty court disputes that caused Dongshui.

But hatred is the most useless emotion, because it can do nothing but add to the pain.

His heart is broken, no matter how much you try to persuade him, it will be useless.

You took out a small sachet from your purse and stuffed it into Xie Bi'an's hand.

"This is the sachet that my mother taught me to make. Put it next to the pillow when I go to bed at night, it will help you sleep well."

You paused, swallowed with a lump in your throat, and continued: "Brother Bi'an, take care."

"You should be fine too."

He held the sachet tightly and put it in his pocket like a treasure.

When he came out from Xie Bi'an's place, the crescent moon in the night sky had quietly disappeared into the clouds.The breeze is light, and after swaying everything, the fragrance of vegetation mixed with the tip of your nose, gently kisses away the tears on your cheeks.

You promised Xie Bi'an to persuade Fan Wujiu well, so on the way to Fan Wujiu's residence, you carefully considered your words.Taking a deep breath, he calmed down his turbulent emotions, and knocked lightly on his door.

When he opened the door, he was a little taken aback when he saw that it was you.

"It's so late, why don't you stay at home, what are you doing here?"

Although he was full of disapproval of your behavior of going out at night, he turned sideways and hurriedly let you into the house, fearing that you would be chilled by the night wind.

"You have cried."

His tone was not questioning, but affirmative.Even though you had wiped away your tears on the way, he still keenly noticed your red and swollen eyes.He got up and wanted to get you some water to wash, but you declined.

"You must have heard about it."

"Brother Xie, why are you so stupid, what should I do..."

He looked at the scenery outside the window with some emptiness in his eyes, and he was almost muttering to himself in the second half of the sentence.

When have you ever seen Fan Wujiu like this, before he was always radiant and energetic, and always liked to laugh at your burnout during the bitter summer, but now there is a deep sadness between his tired brows.

He is not a stupid person, and he is aware of the suspiciousness of this matter, but he has no choice but to do it.

Your vermilion lips parted slightly, but you hesitated to speak, and you still couldn't utter your words of persuasion.

Seeing you like this, he smiled: "Brother Xie must have asked you to persuade me, right?"

Seeing the astonishment in your eyes, he smiled deeper, but with deep sadness: "He is always like this..." But he didn't continue.

"Everything will pass..."

You closed your eyes and said softly, you don't know whether you are comforting Fan Wujiu or talking to yourself.

The wind outside the window blows into the house, blowing the bright red "confession statement" on the case and rattling.You looked at each other silently for a long time, you suddenly remembered something, so you took out a sachet like Xie Bi'an from your purse and put it in his hand, and told him to put it next to his pillow at night.

He nodded, picked up the sachet, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it lightly, then put it in his pocket.

"You have to take care of yourself, don't worry about us all the time..."

After saying this, he suddenly choked after receiving your unkind eyes, and immediately changed his words:

"I mean...it's none of your business...no, it's our business...well, just trust us and we'll take care of it."

Of course you understood what he wanted to express, he hoped that you wouldn't bother them too much, but you still burst out laughing because of his clumsy appearance.

Seeing you laughing through tears, his usually sharp eyes softened slightly.

"It's late at night, go back quickly. You'd better not go out these days, I'm afraid Zhao Chen will come to make trouble again."

Under his repeated urging, you finally go back slowly.

Standing in the yard, you feel a little strange, the house of my father and mother is pitch black, logically speaking, they should have not rested at this hour, why did they rest so early tonight, and there is no None of the servants lit the lamps, which really shouldn't be.The servants of your family have always been diligent, how could they make such a mistake?

You knocked on your parents' door full of doubts, but no one answered.Your intuition tells you that there seems to be something wrong, so you open the door and go in.

There is no one on the bed, but there is a faint fishy smell in the air, which irritates your nasal cavity.You seemed to realize something, and slowly lowered your head. With the faint moonlight outside the window, you could vaguely see two motionless figures lying on the ground.Their necks were brutally cut open, and blood flowed out, forming a bright red river under their bodies.

It's your parents.

You covered your mouth, your feet went limp, and you sat slumped on the ground.

Tall and majestic like your father, when he was a child, he always loved to lift you up high on your broad arms, saying that you were the most precious pearl in his life, the warmest little padded jacket.When you come back from a long trip, you will never forget to bring novelty things to make you happy. Your family will sit under the laurel tree and listen to him talk about the outside world.

The current him, before he could say any farewell to you in the future, lost his temperature and fell into a pool of blood and stopped breathing.His eyes were wide open, as if he had seen some unbelievable scene before he died, but his hands were still in the posture of tightly protecting A Niang.

Only A Niang heard some movement, struggled to open her eyes, gave you a last look full of reluctance, held your hand with all her strength in her blurred eyes, and said to you:

"Quick... run..."

After she uttered these words with difficulty, she lowered her hands and closed her eyes forever that always looked at you lovingly.

Before you could react, a few men in black with their faces covered and bloody daggers in their hands jumped down from the roof. Their eyes seemed to be poisoned, and they approached you with a chilly look.

A strong sense of crisis prompts you to run out the door without waiting to think.Those killers didn't seem to be in a hurry, just let you stumble and run out.

You walked through the door and the small courtyard, and ran towards the street with all your strength. Even if you fell down, you stood up immediately, without daring to stop your running pace.You can't fight against them because you don't know how to fight, but even if you know how to fight, you can't hit so many people at the same time.So you can only run as hard as you can,

But as a woman, how can you be as fast as these rigorously trained killers?

They catch up to you before you can get to the gate and clamp your arm with great skill, immobilizing you.The cold blade caressed your neck amidst your desperate screams, and ruthlessly penetrated your soft skin.

You only felt a chill on your neck, and hot blood spurted out from the severe pain, and then they let go of your hands, and you fell to the ground without support.

You want to call for help, but your throat has been cut open, and a large amount of sweet blood gushes out of your mouth when you open your lips. Only the sound of fragmented blood mixed with broken tones can be heard, and you can only watch Watching those killers train to evacuate quickly and orderly.

The crescent moon tonight is beautiful, like the shy corners of the mouth of a concubine who is overwhelmed by the country and the city.The gentle moonlight pours down through the light clouds, covering the flowers and plants with a thin layer of gauze, as if in a smoky dream.It also covers the blood river under your neck through sparse leaves, mottled like a dream.

But then one fireball after another fell from the sky, breaking the tranquility of the moonlit night.These fireballs rubbed in the air and produced long trails, falling into the mundane world like meteors.

It was a lot of flying arrows that were ignited at the tails of the arrows, and they looked like fireballs falling from the sky.They rush towards the surrounding houses, plants and trees recklessly, growing and spreading like dodders, tyrannizing everything you can see.

The fire spread quickly, illuminating the lonely night.You hear the panicked and distorted exclamations and roars of people amplified by the flames, but no one dares to come in to save them.

Your waterfall-like long hair spread out, bright red under the firelight, pitifully accusing the cruelty of the main messenger.The high temperature of the raging fire is roasting your body that is gradually losing temperature, but you can't integrate the warmth into your heart that is about to stop beating.

Consciousness became more and more lax, and you seemed to see two familiar figures outside the gate in the haze, they were Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu.They called your name and wanted to rush in, but they were tightly stopped by a group of people dressed as guards.

go...

But you can no longer respond to their calls, you just raised your hand tremblingly, trying to touch their blurred shadows and tell them to leave here quickly, but you can't touch them anyway, leaving only your wrists The crisp bells wailed and wailed.

Consciousness dissipated in the sound of the silver bell, your eyes that had lost their brilliance closed unwillingly, and your slender hands and sleeves fell on your lower abdomen like fluttering butterflies.