Shi Yun Ⅱ Sings Crickets Last Night

"Chirp!"

The young bird, naked without a hair, opened its eyes in the nest surrounded by silk, satin and cotton, and called loudly towards the rime cloud.

"Shh!"

Song Yun put her slender fingers on her lips, her eyes drifted to Qi Ershao who was sleeping on the bed, and signaled the young bird to keep her voice down.

The young bird, which looks like a chick, is very clever, and immediately shut up, and ran towards Song Yun's embrace.

——This is the real mother chicken.Xuan Zifeng held his face and thought to himself.

"Tell me, what did you do? When you came here, you were struck bald by lightning. Why did you become completely bald?" Song Yun raised his hand and tapped the affectionate little bird on his shoulder, revealing unconsciously. He smiled helplessly, "Is it because I didn't feed well?"

With the company of this little life, Song Yun's mental state obviously improved, and the smiles on his face increased.

——Bald｜Although the chicken is ugly, it is a good bird if it can make the little master happy!

Even Xuan Zifeng, the Yangou, thinks this bird is intelligent, considerate and lovable.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of broken vessels outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, the yelling and cursing almost lifted the roof of Jinhua Building.

——This is... Boss Xiaoan?

The almost tearing sound made Xuan Zifeng almost fail to recognize that it was An Ruo.

Song Yun frowned, placed the little bird in the nest, and gently pushed open a crack in the door.

Inside the Jinhua Building, a man who looked like a guest ran away with his head in his arms, while An Ruo stared at the bloodshot eyes, and chased after the man like a ghost.Song Yun has never heard An Ruo use such dirty words to swear, nor has he seen him go crazy like this regardless.

The entire Jinhua Building was messed up.

Song Yun asked the boy to find out the reason.

The man is a regular customer of An Ruo, who was entrusted by An Ruo to write to An Ruo's sister.After An Ruo learned how to write, she personally wrote a letter to Chen Xianglou, only to find out that his sister had been raped to death by a guest a year ago.

For so long, none of An Ruo's letters had reached her sister, and all the replies were fake.But the money An Ruo saved to send to her younger sister by shrinking her clothes and going on a diet, desperately picking up customers, was swept away by the customer.

"what!--"

An Ruo roared in grief, and was dragged away by the guards by her long hair, making it unbearable to watch.

This commotion hindered the elegance of Jinhua Building, and An Ruo was inevitably beaten and locked in the dungeon.

Song Yun gently pulled the boy, his blood-colored pupils flashed an imperceptible gleam, and looked into the boy's eyes.

——Little Master can use psionic energy now.

Impelling the entrusted matter into the boy's mind, Song Yun showed an elegant smile and quietly returned to the room.

……

Kam Wah House Dungeon.

Different from the luxurious world full of chira, mahogany, and incense above the head, the dungeon is full of rotten blood and the sour smell of filth.

An Ruo huddled in a corner of the dungeon, her body was covered in muddy water and dust, and if she didn't clean it up in time, she might be infected.

Now An Ruo felt somewhat regretful, not at all as aggressive as when she threw back the wound medicine and pastries just now.

It seemed that he was not the one who shouted hoarsely, "Jade Dragonfly, you have to show some sincerity when you are so eager to serve you, Grandpa An, don't you? Come here yourself!"

The guards of the dungeon seemed to bring their concubines over and were having fun, and the most obscene, dirty, and insulting voices reached An Ruo.

An Ruo felt a little noisy, and covered her ears, but suddenly heard the muffled hum of a jade dragonfly and the crisp ringing of a bell.

From the very beginning, An Ruo didn't expect Song Yun to come, and muttered, "Either I'm crazy, or he, Jade Dragonfly, is crazy." Tilting her head against the wall, she took a nap.

Not long after, the rhythm that would sound every time someone secretly delivered him medicine, food and water fell into An Ruo's ears. He suddenly raised his head and saw Song Yun leaning and sitting outside the prison door in a daze.

Song Yun was knocking on the iron lock of the prison door with the knuckles of his jade fingers.

"Jade Dragonfly?! You, just now..." An Ruo stared at Song Yun's messy clothes and was speechless.

After all, in his heart, Song Yun is so lofty, how could he be guarded just to see him...

Instead, his eyes fell on Song Yun's wrist, the gauze was torn loose by the guards, and the scars exposed were a bit scary, and his wrist hurt just looking at it.

Song Yun lowered his head following An Ruo's gaze, said "ah", and said lightly, "I have broken my limbs. This is the reason why I entrusted others to come here. It's not that I look down on you, it's that I really can't walk a few steps."

As he spoke, Song Yun glanced lightly at his leg with the bell anklet clasped.

After thinking about it, An Ruo realized that most of the things that Song Yun put on airs and looked down upon were actually misunderstandings.He lowered his head in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

"Come on, reach out. If you don't clean up properly and apply medicine, it will deteriorate." Song Yun knew that An Ruo was awkward, so he had to use aggressive methods, "You died of a high fever, but it was cheaper, that bastard, don't you want him to use you?" Is your hard-earned money free?"

A burst of anger rushed to An Ruo's head, he cursed coldly, obediently fell into the trap, stretched his hand towards Song Yun, and finally explained in a low voice, "I'm scolding that bastard, not you..."

Song Yun was amused, and was afraid that An Ruo might blow his hair, so he lowered his head and hid.

"It hurts, bear with it, don't bite your tongue." Song Yun warned softly.

They chatted against the pain as they cleaned their wounds with spirits.An Ruo mentioned her mother who ran an acrobatic troupe before she died of illness, and Song Yun mentioned the strange stories, psychic power and spiritual power in the world of spirit masters.

The 16-year-old Yulongting and the 14-year-old An Ruo are both good children, very good children.

Xuan Zifeng quietly looked at the former Songyun, witnessed his struggle and change, hurt what he hurt, and was also moved by him.

After that night, the misunderstanding between Song Yun and An Ruo was resolved, and they resumed teaching and practicing calligraphy in their spare time.

But the relationship between the two is still a bit awkward.

The reason is that An Ruo felt sorry for Song Yun, and felt guilty. She didn't have the face to get close to others, but she was unfamiliar.

Until one day at the end of summer, An Ruo bumped into Song Yun on the night of recovery.

An Ruoqi was a little irritable at night, but he heard heavy footsteps outside the door. At first he thought it was a ghost, his dazed mind suddenly woke up, and his back was covered with cold sweat.

Gently pushed the door open, only to find that it was Song Yun who was walking hard while holding on to the railing.

His usually neat clothes were a little messy, his snow-white hair was crooked and stained with sweat on his face, and the bean-sized beads of sweat sank into the floor from time to time.The bells on the feet were wrapped with strips of cotton wool, and only made a slight muffled sound.

Going from the end on the west side to the end on the east side and turning back, it was a few steps that were common to others, and it was very difficult for Song Yun to walk.

Looking at Song Yun's tense face, An Ruo's eyes turned red for some reason, and she secretly raised her head to hold back her tears.

——Don't hide Boss Xiaoan, the little master has already found out.

Xuan Zifeng could see Song Yun's sniggering when he turned his back, which made him feel a little more relaxed about Song Yun.

At this moment, Song Yun, who was about to practice going down the stairs, seemed to have stepped on the ground and slipped while holding on to the railing.

"careful!"

An Ruo subconsciously blurted out, and even leaned halfway out of the door, but felt embarrassed by exposing the voyeurism, and froze there, neither advancing nor retreating.

After hesitating for a long time, An Ruo stepped out of the room awkwardly, walked down the stairs with unnatural small steps, stood beside Song Yun for a long time, and then stretched out his hand awkwardly.

How did he know that Song Yun could actually stand up by himself, just to give him face so he sat on the ground and laughed secretly, waiting for him to come over.

"Here!"

An Ruo stiffened her neck and turned her head, stiffly reaching out to Song Yun's eyes.

"Thank you, if it wasn't for you, I would have to sit here until dawn." Song Yun grabbed An Ruo's hand and was about to use his strength to get up, "Sorry, did I interrupt you to rest?"

I don't know if it was a real fall or a fake fall, Song Yun didn't exert any strength on his feet, and his whole body swayed and threw himself on An Ruo.

"I'm making you laugh, I might...can't walk anymore." Song Yun panted slightly, and smirked at a place An Ruo couldn't see.

An Ruo's whole body was visibly stiff, he raised his hand as if his joints were rusted, and supported Song Yun's body.Afterwards, he collected himself and hugged Song Yun up to his waist.

This time it was Song Yun who was sent to the first army, and he hugged An Ruo's neck in a panic, "Let, let me down, can you hold me?"

Seeing Song Yun panicked, An Ruo got carried away visibly with the naked eye, "You don't need strength to hang silk? Beauty, don't underestimate me, do you want to run away when I hold it?"

"Are you sure it wasn't you who wanted to run away?" Song Yun replied.

The two of them exchanged a few words like this, and returned to Song Yun's room.

When putting the little disabled back on the bed, An Ruo found that the man frowned indistinctly.

At this time, An Ruo has almost figured out Song Yun's character, he knows that Song Yun can bear it very much, this time must have touched some hidden wound, if it is not really painful, this person will not even blink his eyes of.

"What's wrong with you?" An Ruo asked.

For some reason, Song Yun suddenly blushed.

He lowered his gaze, "No...it's nothing."

And An Ruo thought carefully, and guessed it.

"A guest made it?"

Song Yun didn't speak.

"Oh! That's it." An Ruo just remembered that the host asked him to teach Song Yun bed skills when we first met, but he had been angry before and never taught Song Yun, "The host seems to have said that you are not a child Son, then the one before you was your lover?"

Shocked by the word "lover", Song Yun felt a tight pain in his chest and couldn't breathe.

It made Xuan Zifeng feel uncomfortable.

He knew that "Zhuo Yingtian" was still haunting the softest part of Song Yun's heart, and it would take some time for his little master to get out of that shadow.

"...It used to be." Song Yun didn't want to lie, so he admitted it.

"Just him?" An Ruo asked.

Song Yun nodded.

"Then you should learn. Don't be shy. If you don't protect yourself, you will be killed on the bed sooner or later. Then you won't even have the chance to be ashamed."

An Ruo raised her hand to pull Song Yun's clothes, but she didn't see Song Yun resisting.

"Tsk, it's all like this. You didn't tell me earlier how much you have suffered. You rest and wait for me to get the medicine. Listen carefully, don't call someone stupidly..."

The cheeks and ears hidden under the sleeves were flushed, Song Yun allowed the cool ointment to soothe the pain in his body, and stiffened his scalp that was numb with embarrassment, he listened to and wrote down all the explicit words in An Ruo's mouth.

The complex situations that can be encountered in Jinhua Building cannot be finished in a while, and may have to be broken down in the next chapter.When An Ruo was explaining, he referred to the method Song Yun taught him to draw gourds and scoops. He was really a little teacher.

"...Listen, this is more important than your walking practice. You have to practice often, or you will be disabled. Jade Dragonfly, Jade Dragonfly?" An Ruo felt that Song Yun couldn't stand it anymore, and she was even more motivated. "Practice or not? Huh? Let me ask you, practice or not?"

Song Yun was almost familiar with it, and in shame and anger, grabbed the pillow and threw it on An Ruo's body, "Practice...I can't do it yet."

"You teach me to read, and I teach you this. Isn't it a courtesy? You want to beat Master for revenge?" An Ruo hit the bed next to Song Yun with a pillow, deliberately scratching Song Yun's ticklish spot.

"Don't! Itchy...haha, An Ruo...don't!"

After the quarrel, the two tidied up their clothes and lay side by side on the bed, staring at the bed curtain under the moonlight.

"Jade Dragonfly..."

"An Ruo..."

The two who spoke at the same time laughed.

An Ruo gave a rare humility, "You speak first."

"Do you want to... let the person who cheated you of your hard-earned money pay the price?" Song Yun asked.

"I think, why don't I?" An Ruo laughed at herself, "But I can only think about it, that bastard has no guts to show up in Jinhua Building, and I can't get out, what can I do?"

Song Yun pondered for a moment, and said: "That's not completely impossible... By the way, An Ruo, do you want to leave Jinhua Building?"

Saying that, Song Yun raised his arm.

The "big rooster" with gorgeous feathers flapped its wings and landed on Songyun's hand, and then flew happily to the bird's nest at the head of the bed.It is the baby bird that Songyun rescued during the rainy season, and it has grown so big in a blink of an eye.

It has been more than half a year for Song Yun to live in the purgatory days of Jinhua Building.

But for An Ruo, who was sold in at the age of 12, the question of "leaving" seemed out of reach.

The air was silent for a long time, Song Yun didn't wait for An Ruo's answer, turned his head and found that An Ruo was crying.

An Ruo raised her hand to cover her eyes, and tears slid into her temples, "The only way I can think of not to die here is to have a benefactor who can redeem me for me. Let alone whether anyone is willing to buy me this bitch, it's considered a ransom... ...how many years can a little girl last?"

The future is endless darkness for An Ruo, he can't find a way out, and it is impossible for him to be happy.

This time, Song Yun didn't comfort the collapsed and crying person in front of him, he sat up slowly.There was something in the blood-red deep pool-like eyes, as if they wanted to stare at An Ruo.

Song Yun looked at him and said, "An Ruo, can you think of the best future, that is, Er Shao Qi will redeem your body for you, and then he will raise you as a young man for the rest of his life?"

An Ruo, who was sobbing, was stunned, and slowly lowered his arms covering his eyes.

"But unfortunately, it's impossible." Song Yun didn't tact at all, and bluntly pierced An Ruo's frothy fantasy, "First, Qi Wenyu doesn't love you; second, even if he redeems you, And I won’t just love a little girl in my life.”

An Ruo sat up abruptly, and shouted at Song Yun: "Jade Dragonfly! Is it fun for you to humiliate me?"

"I'm not targeting you, An Ruo. Qi Ershao may fall in love with a young lady for a while, but no young lady can spend her life peacefully with the favor of the benefactor. If you don't live to that day, treat me as if I didn't tell you , but life is long, love and desire are the most unstoppable."

These words almost extinguished An Ruo's last glimmer of hope.

An Ruo grabbed Song Yun's collar and questioned: "I don't believe it, why do you say that?! Why!!!"

"Just because of this!" Song Yun pulled off the bandage on his wrist, revealing the ugly scar, "Just because of my crippled body, because I am being bullied|humiliated in Jinhua Building now, because of my Damn it! Isn't that enough?"

The flame of the candlestick flickered on and off, and was completely extinguished with the burnt wick.Pale moonlight shines through the window lattice, falling on the wind, snow and frost covered with rime clouds.

This was the first time in Song Yun's life that he took the initiative to tear off his dignity in front of people, and also tore the unhealed wounds to blood.

If not, he was afraid that he would not be able to wake An Ruo up.

"An Ruo, listen up. I also thought that my future was to be a loyal retainer of my master. I also thought that assisting him wholeheartedly would be my best choice. As long as I keep my eyes open and follow the right person, my master will never let me down." I gave my all and worked hard.”

Saying that, Song Yun's eyes were red, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

"Ke An Ruo, look at me now! Look at me!" Song Yun stretched out his hands, grabbed An Ruo's shoulders tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Unreliable, unreliable. If you can't control your own destiny, how can you believe that other people's choices will not let you down?"

Song Yun's trembling hands were so hard that An Ruo always had the illusion that even his bones were about to be crushed.

"Remember. Never, never put your hope on others or external objects, and don't expect others to save you. An Ruo, the only one who can save you is yourself, and the one who will not let you down is only yourself!!! "

The voice was not so hoarse, but it was deafening in the dark night.

An Ruo listened.

Similarly, Xuan Zifeng also heard it.

Xu felt that this was not enough, Song Yun wiped his face, got up and drew a picture, unlocked the dressing box, and took out two stacks of thick Lingjue tickets, which contained more than 2 Lingjue.

This is what Song Yun prepared for his redemption.

"When did you save it?" An Ruo stared blankly at the two stacks of money slapped on the bed.

Song Yun shook his head, "You can't save it, and you can't reward so much for benefactor rewards. I earned it."

By buying off the nursing home and holding the handle of the benefactor, Song Yun was able to sell calligraphy and paintings, elixir prescriptions, piano scores and chess scores through middlemen without being deceived, and then used this as the principal to resell other goods, and slowly tossed out to subsidize Jinhua Building Huge debt of money.

"An Ruo, what will you do? What do you want to do for a living after you leave Jinhua Tower? Serving people with color is unreliable. How can you make a living with your own abilities?"

An Ruo, who was still a little dazed, couldn't answer this question, so he only muttered a few times.

"What do you know? What else do you know besides house skills and dancing?" Song Yun replied for him: "You know the tricks of Jinhua Building and how to abuse others. Do you want to become the next landlord and suck others up? Live on your own flesh and blood, and drag countless people like you into the sea of ​​suffering?"

"No, I don't want to do this." An Ruo shook her head with slack eyes, "I don't want to hurt anyone, I don't want to hurt anyone."

"But sometimes you have no choice, because that's all you know, and you don't have a choice."

After a moment of silence, Song Yun trembled and took a few deep breaths, and said softly: "But An Ruo, I hope you have a choice. I hope you jump out and don't end up in this evil cycle."

Song Yun stuffed a pen into An Ruo's hand.

"Think about it, if you hadn't been able to read and write, I'm afraid you wouldn't know that that pig and dog is cheating your hard-earned money in the name of my sister. Although it's a pity to know that my sister is gone, at least you won't die in this life." It's all muddled. It's something you can catch."

Slowly retracting the cold hand, Song Yun guided An Ruo to hold the pen tightly.

"An Ruo, you have to hold on to everything you can rely on, whether it's money, knowledge, or anything. If you want to hold on, you need to learn some skills to make a living. You still have a chance, and you still have time , you are only 14 years old, you can't give up so early!"

Arriving here, Song Yun almost exhausted all his strength and let go of his hands weakly.

But An Ruo tightly gripped the pen in his hand, so hard that his bones turned white.

Afterwards, An Ruo hugged Song Yun's crumbling body, and wiped away the tears on each other's faces with the other hand.

They are still very young and fragile at this time, and they can't see what Boss An of Suxing Bank and Mr. Songyun of Xiangyu Pavilion will look like in the future.

Even though they were weak, they talked a lot, a lot, a lot.

The night in Jinhua Tower always comes to an end.

The sun will rise as promised.

……

January of the following year.

The [-] spirits that had been redeemed were placed on the table, and the pieces of broken porcelain pressed against the landlord's neck with spiritual power.Song Yun's deed of selling herself was finally thrown into the fire by the landlord and turned into ashes.

Thirty guards from the Jinhua Tower blocked him, with injuries ranging from minor to serious, but they couldn't even touch the bird standing on Songyun's shoulder.

Since then, there has been no jade dragonfly in Jinhua Tower.

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Reciprocity from Boss Ann

Song Yun and An Ruo have a good relationship in private, but they still seem to be at odds on the surface.An Ruo occasionally "seduces" Jade Dragonfly's guests, which seems to be a business to rob Jade Dragonfly, but actually takes away rude guests, in order to save Song Yun from suffering.

Boss Ann's First Revenge

The guest who lied to An Ruo was the one who inserted the door backwards, and he was stealing fish behind his wife's back.

An Ruo wrote a story about "the guest didn't take a bath after playing with the young man in the brothel, but went straight to having sex with his wife, and finally the wife died of Hualiu's illness", and sent it to the wife of the man's house.

The wife's family began to suspect the man, followed him, caught him, and drove him out of the house.

The Mystery of the Name of Suxing Qianzhuang's Boss An

"An Ruo" is a nickname given by the landlord, hoping that An Ruo can be more peaceful and avoid causing troubles for Jinhua Building.

Therefore, An Ruo's surname is not "An".He also didn't want the surname of the dog father who sold his sons and daughters after his wife died, so he still used this name after redeeming himself, reminding himself not to act impulsively.

The more important reason is that An Ruo's parents have never been educated and think that a humble name is easy to support, so the name given to him is really ugly.Even Qi Wenyu didn't know this real name, the reason was that it would damage Boss An's perfect image and he didn't tell him.

——Author Qingqing’s dividing line——

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