The Sick Beauty in the Republic of China

Wang Luan, who had just woken up, had blurred vision, and even Qi Chensheng could barely see the outline, but fortunately, he could still smell the most familiar breath.

"Ninth brother," Qi Chensheng seemed to have noticed the strangeness in Wang Luan's eyes, and embraced him sideways, letting Wang Luan lie on his arm, and said in a low voice, "I'm here."

Wang Luan raised his head slightly, blinked his eyes a few times, and finally felt that the scene in front of him was a little clearer - at least he could see Qi Chensheng's face close at hand.

"I, have you slept for a long time?" Wang Luan's voice was still a little hoarse, and he wanted to cough a few times, but a little heavy breathing would affect the heart and lungs, causing a dull pain.

Qi Chensheng lowered his head and kissed Wang Luan's forehead lightly. With his uninjured hand, he brought warm water from the head of the bed to Wang Luan's lips, and then pretended to be indifferent and said: "Soon, if Brother Jiu feels uncomfortable, You can sleep more."

However, Wang Luan shook his head, stretched out his increasingly thinner hand, caressed Qi Chensheng's crippled eyes feebly, and muttered softly: "Liar..."

"Shen Sheng is clearly in a hurry."

Qi Chensheng was silent, looked down at Wang Luan in his arms, and said after a long while: "Then Brother Ninth, don't let me do this again."

Wang Luan's fingertips slowly traced along the scar, but he did not respond to Qi Chensheng's words... Such a promise, he was destined not to give.He knew that one day, he would sleep forever.

"I made a mistake," Qi Chensheng suddenly spoke again in this brief silence, holding Wang Luan's hand and said in a deep voice, "It should be said, I won't let Brother Jiu do this again."

"Shen Sheng," Wang Luan sighed weakly, leaned against Qi Chensheng's arms and endured coughing, and then persuaded in a tender voice: "Some things cannot be forced."

Hearing this, Qi Chensheng sneered, held Wang Luan's hand slightly harder, pressed against his forehead and asked forcefully, "Does keeping Brother Nine by my side also become a force?"

Wang Luan was slightly stunned, and then said with some disappointment: "I didn't mean that..."

The relationship between the two became quiet like this. After a long time, probably Qi Chensheng finally calmed down. He also sighed in compromise, put his arms around Wang Luan's shoulders and said, "Sorry, Brother Nine, I shouldn't be with you. You are angry."

Wang Luan just held his hand back, and said with a helpless smile after a while, "I didn't expect... to hear Qi Ershao admitting his mistake to me."

Qi Chensheng was speechless for a while, and relaxed the hand holding Wang Luan as if subdued, and lightly sniffed the faint sandalwood in his hair.

The two of them leaned together like this, Wang Luan couldn't fall asleep, and Qi Chensheng didn't want to sleep either, as if just indulging in the tranquility of the moment was enough.

After a while, Wang Luan gradually regained some strength, and said softly, "My current body...does it have something to do with holding the demon?"

Qi Chensheng didn't hide anything, but he was obviously unwilling to talk too much, so he said briefly: "Yes."

Wang Luan thought about Qi Chensheng's first talk with him about holding a demon, and pressed the tattoo under his collarbone through his pajamas: "Does that mean that if I avenge it or dispel my obsession, it will leave?"

This time, Qi Chensheng's answer was much slower, and he covered Wang Luan's hand that was pressing the tattoo: "It's true that you usually hold a demon, but... Brother Nine, did this golden bird ask you What have you been?"

Wang Luan's thoughts were slightly startled, and following Qi Chensheng's words, he realized that the holding demon parasitic on him seemed to have never expressed any will.

"It's not just Brother Nine, in fact, even I can hardly sense its existence." Qi Chensheng closed his broken eyes lightly, and opened them again, still without any results: "It's like an empty shell. Son, there is no origin, and there is no request."

"I once suspected that maybe it wasn't a complete holding demon at all. Wang Mingsheng just parasitized a part of it into your body back then."

A dark thought rolled in Qi Chensheng's mind. Since the last time they were actively provoked, they had not found any clues about Wang Mingsheng. It seemed that Wang Mingsheng had really died under Wang Luan's hands five years ago.Everything in the Villette clinic is just their imagination.

But Qi Chensheng couldn't deceive himself and others, if Wang Luan's body was just an ordinary holding monster, he could even roughly break it up on the spot.But the special existence of the canary demon at the moment implies that it must be related to Wang Mingsheng, even if the part in front of him is scattered, it cannot really dissipate.

Therefore, whether it is for his old enemy or Wang Luan's life, he must find Wang Mingsheng——

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In Tianjinfang, under the deep night, Yunwei finally pushed open the door, covered her mouth with red eyes, and fled in a hurry.

She didn't know where she was going, and she didn't know what her future was. She just wept repressedly and ran forward in vain.

"Yunwei—little sister—"

At this moment, a voice she was all too familiar with sounded not far ahead.Yunwei raised her tear-filled eyes, only to see her two older sisters waving anxiously to her.

Yunwei couldn't take it anymore, she didn't know how she ran the rest of the way, she flung herself into the arms of her sisters in various ways, and burst into tears.

"Yunwei, what's wrong with you?"

"Did that bastard Yao Jiguang really attack you!"

"Little sister, don't be afraid, tell your sisters quickly if you have anything to do! In the worst case, we'll make a fuss with Second Young Master Qi to seek justice."

Yun Wei just kept crying, and was questioned repeatedly by her two sisters before she wiped her tears and said: "No, no... Yao Jiguang didn't really treat me..."

Hearing what the little girl said, Caiwei and Nianwei breathed a sigh of relief, but their hearts were still full of resentment: "No, even if there is nothing really wrong, we can't let this matter go."

Nian Wei has been in the workshop the longest and knows more things: "I heard people say that when Yao Jiguang was young, when Tianjinfang was at its most prosperous, he threatened many young weavers, and even... There are even rumors that he once killed someone."

"I've said it before, he's not a good thing at first glance!" Caiwei clenched Yunwei's hand, angrily persuading her: "If he endures this time, he will definitely think about the next time... sooner or later , he will be able to make real moves after all, Yunwei, don't be confused!"

The tears that Yunwei had stopped just now, were said by the two sisters, and she cried in despair: "I can't...I can't say it..."

When Caiwei heard this, she became even more angry, but Nianwei grabbed her. After all, she was the oldest of the three sisters. She could hear some meaning from Yunwei's words.

"Little sister... Do you have any clues that fell into Yao Jiguang's hands?"

Yun Wei trembled all over, then nodded with tears in her eyes, and was speechless again.

"How could it be?!" Caiwei exclaimed in a low voice, she really couldn't think of what kind of tricks she, the most honest and innocent little girl, would have with Yao Jiguang.

But no matter how much she asked, Yunwei refused to speak, and just shook her head silently with tears.

Caiwei was too impatient, and seeing that she was really pushing the little girl to the limit, Nianwei persuaded her: "Okay, let's do this for today...it's so late, and Yunwei is tired, what's the matter tomorrow?" talk later."

Seeing the little girl crying, Caiwei felt distressed after all, so she nodded, and the three sisters returned to their home not far behind the square.

Yunwei was taken care of by her two older sisters, and after a brief wash, she lay down on the bed.

She originally thought that she would be tossing and turning, but soon after putting on the quilt, Yunwei felt as if a layer of smoke was wrapped around her, and her whole body was immersed in it.

She seemed to have fallen asleep, and seemed to be walking through the smoke, her legs moved involuntarily, but the smoke in front of her made her wonder where she was going.

Yunwei is like this, walking in the smoke, one step, one step, one step... There seems to be an invisible darkness brewing behind the smoke, they are dormant, looking forward to, as soon as the smoke clears, they will surge up and take the girl Swallowed clean.

But the smoke was always around her, leading her into an extremely familiar place.

Yunwei opened her eyes, and looked around blankly and terrified. She realized that she had returned to the weaving workshop. The lights on the wall had already been extinguished, and there was a dead silence permeating the darkness everywhere.

The looms were empty and neatly placed there. The machines that she was most familiar with on weekdays were also stained with horror for no reason at this moment.

It seemed that there were countless figures she couldn't see, sitting by the loom, looking at her with dull eyes.

Yunwei screamed silently, she ran desperately, passing through one loom after another, only thinking about getting out of here soon.But the road in front of her seemed to never end, and the looms around her kept repeating, making her unable to tell the direction.

She didn't know how long she had been running, and finally collapsed on the ground from exhaustion, looking desperately at the countless looms in the darkness.

And at this moment, in the darkness where only her panting and breathing could be heard, a loom suddenly made a life-threatening sound:

"Ka--"