Warm Water Spirits

It seemed that among the people present, only Jiang Yunqi himself didn't know what influence Suihu would have on him.

In fact, Jiang Yunqi really didn't think that much, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something——

Suddenly, the strong feeling of dangerous invasion came again.

Apart from Pei Yue's family, besides him and Pei Zhe, another person came to the balcony.

Silent, cold and cruel.

standing right behind him.

Jiang Yunqi froze in place, and then, he heard extremely slow ticking, falling drop by drop, and the metal friction sound of the gun barrel being tightened while holding the gun in his hand.

Unprepared, his nose was instantly filled with the burning smell of blood mixed with gunpowder smoke, and Jiang Yunqi's face turned pale instantly.

Pei Zhe was the first to notice Jiang Yunqi's emotional changes, and pulled him into his arms, stroking Jiang Yunqi's abnormally tense back with his gentle but powerful palm, raised his head and said to Pei Yue, "I'll take Yunqi back first."

Pei Yue knew what was going on from Pei Zhe's eyes, staring at Jiang Yunqi who was frozen in front of Pei Zhe, her tone worried: "Okay..."

Wen Cuo couldn't understand, so he looked at Pei Zhe and Jiang Yunqi, and then Pei Yue.

Wenwen also found that something was wrong with Jiang Yunqi, so she approached and pulled Jiang Yunqi's clothes: "Little uncle, are you uncomfortable?"

I don't know when Pei Zhe had already held his hand, Jiang Yunqi moved his fingers, and slowly held Pei Zhe.

Seeing that Jiang Yunqi didn't speak, Wenwen shifted her eyes to Pei Yue: "Mom..."

Pei Yue bent down and said softly, "Wenwen is good, little uncle—"

Jiang Yunqi took a deep breath, turned his head and said to Wenwen: "I'm fine, Wenwen don't worry." He touched Wenwen's soft braid with his free hand.

Wenwen looked up at Jiang Yunqi and smiled, her canine teeth showing small pointed points.

When he turned his head to talk to Wenwen, Jiang Yunqi saw that person.

As before, as if he came from the deepest part of hell, wading through mountains of corpses, seas of blood and raging fire, staring at him indifferently from a distance of several steps, his pupils as black as ink are cold and fierce, and the muzzle of the blood-stained gun is always aimed at him, thinking To drag him into hell together.

With just one look, Jiang Yunqi couldn't move anymore.

Suddenly it was dark, Pei Zhe stretched out his hand to cover Jiang Yunqi's eyes, and the next second, he was picked up, Pei Zhe clasped the back of Jiang Yunqi's head with his palm, and walked towards the door with his arms: "Let's go back first."

Pei Yue followed and said to Jiang Yunqi who was buried on Pei's shoulder: "Yunqi is obedient and stays at home. When we arrive in Suihu, I will tell you what's going on with Aunt Song, don't worry."

Wen Cuo was a little dazed, not quite understanding the sudden change of things.What puzzled him even more was the unusual intimacy between Pei Zhe and Jiang Yunqi—although Pei Zhe always hugged Jiang Yunqi like this before, but this time, it seemed to be a little different.

Wenwen tilted her head, even more unable to understand.

But she knew that the little uncle would be fine because of the big uncle.

Soon there was the sound of the door opening and closing.

After a while, Pei Yue came back worried, sat down at the dining table, raised her hand to her forehead and remained silent.

Wen Cuo walked over and said in a low voice, "What's wrong?" He vaguely knew that Aunt Song's hospitalization was not the only thing in front of him.

Pei Yue sighed, looked at Wen Cuo, Wen Cuo stretched out his hand to help Pei Yue tidy up the broken hair scattered on his forehead, and gently wiped Pei Yue's temples with his fingertips: "What's wrong with Yun Qi?"

Pei Yue took Wencuo's hand and held it with both hands, her eyes lowered and she didn't speak for a while.

Wen Cuo didn't urge them, and the couple just sat holding hands and facing each other.

In the living room, Wen Yi, who was babbling, was carried into the room by the nanny to take a bath and go to bed. Wenwen picked up a bag of duckling toys and pushed the door in.

The whole room was suddenly quite empty.The glass sliding door of the balcony was not closed tightly, and the temperature of the air conditioner rose briefly.

Wen Cuo got up and went to close the door.

"Yun Qi suffered from schizophrenia, a month ago."

Pei Yue's voice was very low, and it seemed calm to Wen Cuo's ears.

Wen Cuo turned around immediately.

The night wind suddenly became stronger, enveloping the heat wave in July, and Wen Cuo seemed to be outside, but the intermittent cold wind from the air conditioner cooled his whole body.

Pei Yue looked at the hands clasped together on the table, and continued softly: "Pei Zhe... and Yun Qi are together." Looking up, Pei Yue fixed her eyes on Wen Cuo, and her eyes gradually turned red: "Together—— Do you know its meaning?"

When a sentence was uttered from his mouth, it was like a gate opened, and the countless emotions accumulated in his heart instantly overwhelmed Pei Yue.

Wen Cuo didn't care about other things, walked towards Pei Yue, pressed him into his arms, and patted Pei Yue's undulating shoulders: "It's okay, it's okay...I know, I know—"

Pei Yue grabbed Wen Cuo's clothes tightly and began to cry.The voice was still very low, she was afraid of frightening the child.

The rest of the words were spoken in Wencuo's arms.

"I can't help it... Yun Qi cried and told me that as long as Pei Zhe lives... my heart is broken... Wen Cuo, I can't help it... the palms and backs of the hands are all flesh... Yun Qi gave birth again Sickness, he is so small, so thin, you can't see a human figure even when covered with a quilt, you know? I really can't help it... I feel uncomfortable just looking at it... But I really never thought about it... Pei Zhe..."

"What will Pei Zhe do in the future?"

"I only have this younger brother in my life..."

"If it doesn't get better..."

Pei Yue didn't say any more.

Accepting and opposing is already another irrelevant issue, and the greater difficulty before him is Jiang Yunqi's condition.Pei Yue felt sorry for Pei Zhe even more.

That was her own brother after all.

Wencuo knew all these things that he didn't say.

The air conditioner works non-stop to fight the hot wind.

Wenwen's voice came from the bedroom, the silver bell-like laughter was mixed with Wen Yi's cheerful "talking voice", the siblings had a lively time.

Across a door, sadness, helplessness, heartache, reluctance, all feelings are magnified and then shrunk. For a moment, it seems that it can be accommodated in the atrium, and it becomes silent. For a moment, it seems that it can no longer bear it, exhausted.

"It's not too early for Pei Zhe to be sensible. The children in the orphanage are all precocious, but Pei Zhe is not."

Pei Yue leaned into Wencuo's arms: "When he was young, I lied to him that the dean was our mother, and we were a big family, more lively than all the families outside. He was young and easy to deceive, and he only believed what I said if."

"Later, he found out, he knew he was an orphan, but he didn't say anything. I talked with him all night, but he didn't say a word." Pei Yue cried again: "I explained to him, I Said that I want him to be happy, a little more than others. But he said, he doesn’t want, he doesn’t want such happiness. I asked him what he wanted, and he said he didn’t want anything, he just wanted his parents.”

Pei Yue burst into tears: "I couldn't give it to him in the past. Now, I only want him to be happy."

Wen Cuo also had red eyes.

I don't know how long it has passed, Wen Cuo carried Pei Yue, who had stopped crying, into the bedroom to wipe his face.

Pei Yue sat on the head of the bed, buried her head in the steaming towel.

Wen Cuo sat down by the bed, and said after a while, "My wife, Yun Qi will be fine."

Pei Yue lifted her face from the towel and looked at Wen Cuo, with tears in her eyes, Wen Cuo smiled gently and met her eyes.

"You are so reluctant, Yun Qi will only be more reluctant."

Tears flowed down Pei Yue's cheeks.

Wen Cuo held Pei Yue's face, wiped away her tears with his thumb, and then leaned over to hug her.

"It'll be fine."

"You know that too, don't you? For Pei Zhe, Yun Qi is what he wants most."