Mistakenly Saving the Villain

The thunder roared, and the downpour hit the dilapidated eaves like violent drums.

Song Qingshi was awakened by the sound of thunder and rain, his head was dizzy, and his memory was a bit fragmented. He felt that his lips were a little uncomfortable, as if they were a little red and swollen.

He sat on the bed and thought for a long time, and finally remembered some memories. The two went to the nine-storied pagoda to enjoy the moon and lanterns. He invited Yue Wuhuan to have a drink with the beauty drunk. Drunk, kissed Yue Wuhuan forcefully like a beast!Relying on her high cultivation base, Yue Wuhuan couldn't resist, so she forced her to kiss her several times!

What kind of animal act is this? !

Song Qingshi panicked like a dog. He wanted to dig a hole in the ground to bury himself, and then cover it with eighteen layers of soil!

The sound of Yue Wuhuan's footsteps coming from outside the door was a little heavy.

Song Qingshi felt that he had heard the death verdict. He wondered if kneeling down and apologizing could save two layers of soil...

Yue Wuhuan pushed open the door and walked in wet, covered in mud and blood.

Song Qingshi took a deep breath, ready to admit his mistake, but smelled the smell of blood.He realized that something had happened to Yue Wuhuan, and ignored the muddled and embarrassing things of last night, he quickly lifted the gauze curtain, jumped out of the bed, and rushed to Yue Wuhuan, only to see that his whole body was drenched like a drenched rat, blood mixed with rainwater , sticky mixed together, a few strands of messy hair stuck tightly to the golden mask, dripping cold drops of water.

Yue Wuhuan looked at his slightly red and swollen lips, and lost all color in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Song Qingshi yelled a few times, seeing that he didn't respond in a daze, he felt a little anxious, although a monk would not catch a cold, but it would be very uncomfortable to keep wet, so he took the handkerchief and wiped his body for him Then he took out a change of clothes from his mustard bag, hesitated for a moment, and asked carefully, "Can you undress yourself?"

Yue Wuhuan finally came to his senses, took off his mask, untied his belt, and took off the rain-wet clothes one by one, revealing countless traces of being bitten by insects and snakes, each of which was not serious, but almost All over the place, especially the pair of legs that were originally slender and perfect, are now covered with tiny scars, many of which contain toxins, spreading, red, swollen and blue, it looks shocking.

Song Qingshi recognized the injury caused by Anlong at a glance, his face was extremely ugly, and he tried his best to suppress his anger and keep calm.

Yue Wuhuan had already suppressed most of the toxins with detoxification pills. Song Qingshi sacrificed You Huo to extract all the common toxins for him. However, An Long has studied Gu poison very deeply, and some Gu insects have special toxicity, similar to fungi. The virus cannot be restrained by the fire, and needs to be relieved slowly with medicine.

This fungal virus was developed with his help...

Song Qingshi felt tightness in his chest when he thought of the past.

He quickly treated Yue Wuhuan's wound, applied ointment thickly, and then wrapped it with gauze layer after layer.

The thunder stopped, the rain was still frenzied, and the air in the house was uncomfortably dull.

Song Qingshi finally finished dealing with the last injury, raised his head, and apologized earnestly: "I'm sorry."

Yue Wuhuan was stunned.

"It's my fault, I shouldn't have let you go together," Song Qingshi explained with difficulty, "I should have thought of it, where is the hatred that is so easy to eliminate? Where is the friend that is so easy to make? People who don't get along shouldn't get together ...I will teach An Long a good lesson, and then take you back. From now on, I will only allow him to write letters, and I will not allow him to enter the valley, nor allow him to meet you."

The scripts are all deceptive, there is no good thing in the world without acquaintances.

It's all his naivety, stupidity, and wishful thinking.

Song Qingshi was extremely guilty, he scolded himself severely in his heart, he only regretted that he knew few words and scolded not enough fiercely.

Yue Wuhuan lowered her phoenix eyes and said softly: "My lord, I have something very important to tell you."

……

Song Qingshi was sitting on a chair, staring blankly at the sky outside the window gradually becoming fish-belly white, the dark clouds were still rolling, the rain was getting smaller and pattering, and it seemed that it couldn't stop, the moisture invaded every part of the room, making the People feel bad all over.

He felt like he had a strange dream and woke up.

Yue Wuhuan had finished talking about the matter and was quietly waiting for his decision.

Song Qingshi slowly closed his eyes, and checked his body with his spiritual thoughts over and over again, looking for clues of injury.He searched for a long time, and finally caught a dead Gu worm in his mind. This Gu worm was small in size and the color was like flesh and blood. It was painless and itchy, making it undetectable.

This is the murderer who almost took his life.

If the system hadn't sent back his soul fragments in another world in time to restore his body, he would have died long ago.

"I don't remember," Song Qingshi looked at the Gu worm in his palm, stroked his forehead, recalled painfully for a long time, and finally said, "I don't remember that he had such thoughts for me, and I don't remember what happened at that time... "

Yue Wuhuan persuaded: "My lord, don't be sad, he must be relying on his status as a friend, taking advantage of your unpreparedness, and attacking you."

The ghostly fire of the underworld suddenly appeared in the air and turned into a beautiful black lotus.

"Wu Huan, do you remember?" Song Qingshi held a black lotus and said softly, "My Nether Fire will automatically attack the killing intent, this matter... An Long doesn't know."

If An Long had the intention to kill him, he would definitely notice that the Gu worms in his mind could also be destroyed with Youhuo...

The battle between two Nascent Soul cultivators is enough to destroy the entire mountain.

However, he was killed quietly.

why?

Yue Wuhuan had a bad feeling in his heart, something was getting out of control...

"I don't remember what happened at that time, but after the Gu worm was taken out, I remembered the mood when I died, no resentment, no anger," Song Qingshi thought it was ridiculous, wanted to laugh but couldn't, he lowered his head, little Said, "Wu Huan, I may have been killed voluntarily..."

"You're talking nonsense! It's impossible!" Yue Wuhuan grabbed his shoulders tightly and asked fearfully, "Why?"

"I don't know," Song Qingshi couldn't remember the scene at that time, and was in great pain, "Even if he doesn't think I'm a friend, but... I can't lie, I can't deceive myself, I can't deceive his feelings. At that time, I I can't give him what he wants, but... life can be given, because it's not very important, and no one will be sad when he dies."

Every day, one person refines medicine, one studies alone, one studies alone, one cultivates alone, and one looks at the cloud alone...

Whether he was alive or dead made no difference, and nobody cared.

The soul wandering in another world is even worse. All kinds of serious diseases caused by his incomplete soul, and the hopeless future brought great pain to his family, but everyone forced a smile in front of him, but this kind of thing How could it be possible to see it?So his parents cried behind his back, and his sister gave up her dream to take care of him and provoked a heavy burden. He caused countless troubles for everyone, and he had to learn to be strong and brave, so that everyone thought he didn't care.But he figured it out on the hospital bed, and his death was the only way for everyone to get rid of pain and regain happiness.

After he bid farewell to that world, he never missed his family again.

No one needs him alive.

no……

Yue Wuhuan was extremely astonished, he never thought that Song Qingshi, who was always gentle and encouraging himself on weekdays, would have such thoughts in his heart.

For the first time, he realized that he actually didn't understand this simple-minded person.

No, it's not possible...

Yue Wuhuan was a little flustered, he felt that something was out of control.

"Being worried, that was a previous thing, I haven't met you yet," Song Qingshi noticed something was wrong with him, and quickly comforted him, "After meeting you, I have a goal in my heart, and I won't do such stupid things again. I want to accompany you all the way, and I won't have those stupid thoughts anymore..."

Yue Wuhuan was short of breath, and he comforted him stiffly: "You are not stupid."

"No, I'm really stupid. Now that I think about it seriously, Anlong's mind has already revealed a lot of flaws. I made up all kinds of reasons to convince myself and turned a blind eye." Song Qingshi felt more guilty as he thought about it, and kept apologizing, " I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'm just...very envious, envious of others having friends, dragging them out for shopping, making appointments to attend festivals, quarreling over trivial matters, being silly together, and laughing happily together... So I, I ignore those things that are wrong, and follow him in everything..."

In this world, he was born with poison, no one dared to approach him, no one dared to talk to him, no one dared to be friends with him.

In another world, his body is too fragile, everyone is afraid of problems, afraid of taking responsibility, sympathizes with and takes care of him, but dare not get too close.

No one has ever invited him to watch movies, go shopping, go to Internet cafes, go to parties, go to sing, to play ball...

Occasionally, when he meets someone who doesn't know and wants to get close, his low EQ quickly drives them away.

Slowly, he no longer looks forward to it...

Yue Wuhuan felt that his dexterous tongue was getting knotted, and he would just dryly repeat the consolation just now: "You are not stupid."

"Don't worry, I won't say these sad things anymore," Song Qingshi noticed that Yue Wuhuan seemed unhappy, so he quickly smiled, thought for a while, and said embarrassedly, "Actually, I should have known it earlier. Would anyone want to be my friend?"

His eyes were smiling hard, crookedly, but tears gushed out of them, and he couldn't stop them no matter what.

"Huh?" Song Qingshi found tears, a little inexplicable, he continued to laugh while wiping, "It's okay, I'm not sad, not at all, don't worry..."

Suddenly, the sound stopped.

Slowly, he finally understood the feeling in his heart.

However, this feeling is illogical, and he can't want it.

He is very strong, he is not afraid of pain, he will not cause trouble for others, he can solve everything by himself...

Song Qingshi lowered his head, not daring to let others see such cowardice.

"I'm sorry." Yue Wuhuan finally panicked. He stretched out his hand and hugged the weeping person tightly into his arms. The low and suppressed sobbing sound pierced his soul, and countless tears fell on his newly changed single clothes. On the bed, wet and sad, he lowered his head and kept stroking the slightly trembling back, trying to apologize, "I shouldn't have made you sad."

Song Qingshi whispered: "You are right, the truth will not disappear just because I pretend not to see it."

He will continue to be strong, but he can't control his emotions now.

"Wuhuan, let me cry for a while, okay?"

"Well, I will be with you, always with you."

"Wuhuan, am I ridiculous?"

"No, you can never be funny."

"..."

The dark clouds gradually dispersed, the rain gradually stopped, and the sun showed its face again.

If you fail, you will review, if you fail, you will start again...

If you are immersed in the sadness of failure, you will always miss the most beautiful scenery.

Song Qingshi spent a lot of time, finally stopped crying, stabilized his emotions, and stood up again.

Yue Wuhuan looked at him worriedly.

"I'm fine," Song Qingshi was a little sad, but his voice was firm, "Since it's a mistake, it must be corrected. I don't have that kind of affection for An Long, I can't give him what he wants, and I can't forgive him for what he did, so... ...I will never associate with him again."

Yue Wuhuan fell silent.

The wolf's true colors are revealed and he is exiled forever.

The Lord will stay away from danger, return to Yaowang Valley, and live a peaceful life.

He should be very happy, but why can't he laugh?

He even wanted to revise the plan and tear apart the hard-working spiderweb himself...

Yue Wuhuan said unconsciously: "I will treat you even better in the future, and I won't make you sad again."

Song Qingshi raised his head in surprise.

"I will accompany you to festivals, go shopping with you, go on adventures with you, and do all kinds of interesting things." Yue Wuhuan had no idea what he was talking about. All these things were not in his plan. It was wrong, but he couldn't control his heart, couldn't control his mouth, and made promises one after another, "I will accompany you to do all the things you like, watching clouds, reading, experimenting, traveling , playing, playing tunes...you won't be lonely."

Song Qingshi stared at him blankly, but suddenly his eyes were covered by mist again, making him unable to see clearly.

Yuan Ying was in severe pain, but he didn't care.

Yue Wuhuan raised her head and gently wiped away his tears: "Don't be sad, you deserve the best."

He wants to give him the most flawless gems, the most beautiful flowers, the most perfect person.

He wants him to be happy, free from worries, and have no more pain...

Song Qingshi couldn't help laughing, he touched his swollen lips, finally remembered the chaotic and crazy kiss last night, and was afraid that he would make another misunderstanding, he asked cautiously: "You once said that you and An Long They have the same feelings for me, if An Long is not a friend, then what about you..."

Yue Wuhuan was stunned...

He finally remembered his crazy and terrifying desires, and remembered those dirty thoughts that could not be seen.

Song Qingshi asked seriously: "Wuhuan, are you a friend?"

Yue Wuhuan was stiff all over.

The simple words broke through the defense line in his heart word by word.

He seemed to see his own grave and heard the sound of the death knell.