Rebirth: Thousand Miles of Smoke

, suddenly slammed his fist on the wall beside him, ignoring the wound on his hand, punched the wall hard, leaving blood marks on the whitewashed wall, even the plastered lime was smashed to pieces Cracked.

But this kind of self-abuse behavior can't be redeemed at all, Si Chenglie raised his head and roared, the heart-wrenching voice made the few passers-by on the street look sideways.

It shouldn't be like this.

This shouldn't be the case...

But if you don't do this, you will not be reconciled!

Bai Xing looked at the shivering man curled up in the quilt. The ambiguous smell in the room made him think that Lin Ziyao had been forced by Si Chenglie, and his eyes turned red. He didn't understand why he felt so sore, so he stretched out his hand , but do not know how to comfort.

Why do you want to comfort him? Bai Xing was a little puzzled, shouldn't he yell at him?Why can't you say it?

This young man who used to let himself not care about it, and hated it very much, now encounters this kind of thing, why is he so bitter in his heart?

King Rong picked up Lin Ziyao directly, and said to Bai Xing with a cold face, "Don't say anything, I will tell him about Ariel."

After King Rong finished speaking, he turned around and left the place. Seeing the person being taken away, Bai Xing looked at his empty hands, wondering what he was thinking, knowing that there was movement outside, so he followed.

"I know you're still awake." Si Chengrong threw him on the cushion in the carriage, "Don't talk about this matter."

"Does King Rong think I'll go back and make a statement?" Lin Ziyao's voice was low or even hoarse, but there was a trace of anger on his face. He raised his head to look at Si Chengrong, his eyes were red, and asked, "Do I want to Tell everyone about this? Who is the victim?"

"Yes, you are for your brother, for Si Chenglie! Then what about me! What am I!" Lin Ziyao choked up suddenly, looked directly into the other party's eyes, and said in a loud voice, "I am the inconspicuous plaything in your eyes, If you are happy, give me a house, if you are not happy, just slap me twice, even if you are King Rong, why do you treat me like this!"

Lin Ziyao vented his dissatisfaction with these people in this life, be it King Rong, Bai Xing, or Si Chenglie who he always thought could be his confidant.

As a result, these people don't take themselves seriously at all. They are not playthings. Why should they treat themselves like this? What did he do wrong?To make them hate themselves so much?

After all, he was still a boy in his teens, Lin Ziyao closed his eyes in pain and shouted:

"I used to be stupid, stupid, but when I have decided to stay away from you, why do you just not let me go! Why!"

That kind of hoarse voice, hysterical accusation, when he wanted to stay away from these people, he just seemed to be tricked, and he had all contact with these people.

What Si Chenglie brought to him just now was not only humiliation, but also chills. A person he thought could be his friend treated him like this, so what about the others...

Looking at the tears on Lin Ziyao's face, Si Chengrong stretched out his hand, intending to wipe away those tears, but Lin Ziyao, who had never resisted much, raised his hand and slapped his outstretched hand away, his face full of vigilance. Lin Ziyao is like a hedgehog, showing off his spines and not allowing anyone to approach him.

Now he doesn't trust anyone at all, and he is on guard all over, erecting a high wall to resist the intrusion of outsiders.

What kind of feeling is this, Si Chengrong looks at the person hiding in the corner, shivering from the cold, his lips are purple, but he is still on guard like a hedgehog, is he so scary?What about the boy who used to keep his head down and follow behind him, sometimes raising his head timidly with a blush on his face?

It seems that it has been a long time, and I haven't seen it for a long time. The deepest impression is probably in my mansion, this young man with an admiring expression, holding a jade pendant by the lake and saying that he wants to give it to him.

What did you say at that time?Can't remember anymore.

I only remember that Lin Ziyao's face turned pale immediately, and it was just autumn at that time, with withered and yellow leaves falling on his slightly trembling shoulders, that forbearing look.

When did it drive him like this?

Then followed by a strange tone and cold eyes, as if he was an outsider, standing and watching from a distance, even if he wanted to pull him into the water, but he didn't know what to do, now the defensive or even disgusted eyes were looking at himself what?

Don't look at me like that!Si Chengrong suddenly pulled Lin Ziyao, pressed him under him, then leaned over and kissed the red and swollen lips fiercely, ignoring Lin Ziyao's muffled resistance, and beat the other's strong back with his weak hands , but has no effect at all.

"Dirty." Si Chengrong got up and left, and got out of the carriage without looking back. He just said to the driver outside, "Send him back." Then he jumped off the carriage and left.

Lin Ziyao lay in the carriage in a daze, closed his eyes, and thought that the tears that had dried up long ago fell between his temples, and his lips, which were already red and swollen, were bitten hard by him, even though his mouth was full of fishy taste, but still biting hard like masochistic.

What my own concession brought was the humiliation of these people, huh, is it ridiculous, why do you want me to back down!Why should I back down!

Three years of slavery, never enough food and clothing, looking at the rotting corpses next to one another, imagining that one day it will be my own end, no love, no love, these are not as good as the fear brought by reality and brutal!

Obviously he has got rid of that kind of dark day, but he actually wants to escape and give in, but what is this in exchange for!It's humiliating!

It was Si Chenglie who humiliated him in the name of love, Bai Xing who sneered at him by protecting his brother, and this man, this man who made him feel unsafe for two lifetimes!

In the past few months, what have I done!

"Hehe...hahaha..." Lin Ziyao laughed wildly suddenly, why should he compromise, why should he accept all this by himself, not reconciled, really not reconciled at all!Lin Ziyao's eyes changed dramatically, looking at the roof of the car, he suddenly seemed to have made up his mind, with a firm expression on his face.

Fate didn't play tricks on me, but I didn't seize this fate and change it. Look, history can't be changed, why can't I change it, why should I let others slaughter me?

When Hua Lian was supporting Lin Ziyao, she looked at the person with a bad face in fear. This kind of expression is not what my son should have. That son who always smiled and said it was okay, as if he didn't care about anything, where did he go? ?

"Hualian, don't ask anything." Lin Ziyao knew that Hualien had always been very sensitive, but now he didn't want to say more or explain.

Hualien didn't ask, and asked someone to fetch water, and served Lin Ziyao to take a bath, but saw red marks and finger marks on his snow-white skin. source.

pat, pat.

Lin Ziyao did not comfort the tearful Hualian as usual, but just said: "I don't bully others, but I can't stop others from bullying me." Unless he is strong, no one can bully himself anymore...

I don't want to bear the disgusting feeling of being penetrated by fingers again!

"My lord," Hua Lian suddenly knelt down, holding the tub with both hands and shaking her head, "My lord, please don't do this, Hua Lian is afraid, Hua Lian is really afraid."

Lin Ziyao looked at the crying girl, and her heart softened. Fortunately, fortunately, there is still this girl...

When Si Chenglie staggered back to his mansion, it was almost dawn, and the steward who was supporting him was worried by the smell of alcohol all over his body: "General, Prince Rong has been waiting for a long time, you see first?"

Si Chenglie entered the room, and sure enough, he saw his elder brother sitting on the stool, and put down the hand that was supporting his forehead. Seeing Si Chenglie's drunken appearance, he frowned.

"Where did you go?"

"Don't worry about it!" Si Chenglie fell on the bed and was about to sleep when cold water splashed his face awake. When he opened his eyes, he saw King Rong holding a cup hanging above his head. Si Chenglie got up and wiped his face on the water.

"It's about to go to war, and you still have the mind to meddle in the women's mind here! How decent it is to drink too much for a man and stay out all night!" You even want to force a boy!King Rong gritted his teeth, and was angry with his younger brother for the first time!

"I said, you don't have to deal with my affairs." Si Chenglie stood up, but was held down by Si Chengrong. The anger on Si Chengrong's face could not restrain Si Chenglie, and even raised his hand to hit him. Si Chengrong didn't expect that He will make a move, and immediately step back to receive his punch.

Even when he was drunk, Si Chenglie's every move was still extremely sharp. In comparison, Rong Wang's technique was quite similar.

Finally, when everything was knocked to the ground and Si Chengrong punched his drunken and dizzy younger brother on the ground, Si Chenglie stopped, leaned against the pillar, covered his face and started laughing wildly.

Seeing him like this, Si Chengrong naturally felt uncomfortable: "Ariel."

"You're right, the battle is about to start, but I'm still thinking about these things, and I'm going to force Ziyao like a local hooligan. I'm really a bastard, a villain!"

Si Chenglie covered his eyes and said, "But I'm not reconciled. I just want to be his friend. I don't want to go to war. I don't even know the return date. One year, two years, five years, ten years? The first time I I feel so uncomfortable going to war..."

"You take care of yourself." Si Chengrong walked out with heavy steps without looking back.

And the man who has always been a man who is self-reliant covers his eyes, but he can't stop the tears seeping from the cracks in his hands. A man doesn't flick his tears easily, but it's just not when he is sad.

Are these people really completely out of touch with Lin Ziyao...

27. Same as usual