Chapter 146: return to the past
The clay figurine was broken in two, and the right arm was also missing a small piece.
There was a smear of blood on the ground.
Importantly—
He faintly smelled a familiar light fragrance.
It's the smell of Shi Ye's blood!
bloodstains.
"Young Master Wen!" Zuo Zhi's anxious shout came from behind, she was chasing after her, and she didn't know where Wen Chi was going, but got lost inside, "Young Master Wen, you Don't move, wait for me..."
Zuozhi's voice was left behind by Wenchi.
Wen Chi continued to move forward regardless, his footsteps became faster and faster, even trotting, he ran out of this abandoned house and ran towards the back of the house without looking back.
He walked through groves and paths, through equally dilapidated houses, through a pond…
Finally, he stopped by a lake.
The surroundings are too dark, and all I can see is the hazy night, and all my ears are the sound of rolling water.
The night wind blew away the light fragrance floating in the air.
Suddenly, Wen Chi couldn't smell anything.
He stood by the lake in a daze, like a lost child who can't find his home, for a long time, he raised a hand, spread it out, and in the moonlight he could see a stone that was peaceful and quiet Lying quietly in his palm.
This stone has no other features than its gorgeous color.
But in this night, even its only feature was drowned in the night.
Wen Chi looked down at the stone in his palm, and before he knew it, tears rolled down his cheeks.
He doesn't know what to do.
He seemed to be at a crossroads, he didn't know which way to go.
Even if this magical stone is held in his hand, he is not a protagonist like Wenliang after all, the stone will not play any role in his hand, but he still wants to use this stone Shi Ye saves Shi Ye...
What is he going to do?
What will he do next to save Shi Ye?
Wen Chi's hand was shaking all the time, he put his fisted hand to his lips, and tears fell on his fingers one after another.
"Can you help me?" His voice was full of weeping, as if it had been soaked in water, so wet that it was too wet to breathe, "What should I do? You tell me OK?"
"I beg you, give me a hint."
"Let me find Shi Ye..."
Before he finished speaking, the stone in his palm suddenly shook.
The temperature from the cold stone.
At the same time, the stone trembled even more, as if there was something hidden inside, trying to break free.
In the blink of an eye, Wen Chi was also drawn into the light.
He felt that his body was very light and soft, like a feather floating in the air, the night before his eyes was gradually occupied by light, and after a while, his entire line of sight had turned white.
The white light gradually becomes harsh.
Wen Chi closed his eyes with difficulty, only to find that the stinging pain had been drilling into his brain.
Pain…
There was only pain left in his sensory world.
It hurts like countless ants are nibbling on his brain.
I don't know how long it took, Wen Chi became numb from pain and slowly lost consciousness.
Wen Chi suddenly opened his eyes.
What caught my eye was the blue sky and white clouds, and the birds hovering in the air.
The cool wind blew, and the sound of the wind blowing the grass, accompanied by the subtle sound of the soles rubbing against the grass.
When he was stunned, his line of sight suddenly broke into a young and tender face - the little boy was born with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, the end of his eyes were lightly raised, and the corners of his mouth were pursed tightly, when he was condescending When looking down at Wenchi, there is a sense of contempt from above.
This kid looks so familiar!
Seems to have seen it somewhere.
Wen Chi thought to himself, but he couldn't remember where he saw the child, he didn't even remember who he was or where he came from, his memory seemed to be hazy A veil shrouded him, and he didn't even know who he was.
The little boy couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes. He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just looked at Wen Chi with fixed eyes.
Wen Chi blinked blankly, and shook his head from side to side, only to find himself lying on the grass, the little boy standing in front of his head and looking down at him.
"Hi." Wen Chi was a little embarrassed, so he laughed dryly, "Who are you?"
The little boy replied indifferently, "Who are you?"
Wen Chi scratched his head: "I forgot who I am, I don't remember anything."
The little boy stopped talking.
Wen Chi sat up with hands and feet on the ground, looked around for a while, and found that he was not on the grass, but in a flowerbed next to a house, surrounded by red and white groves. The flowers that do not have a name are very beautiful, but the pollen that was blown by the wind made him sneezed several times in a row.
Wen Chi rubbed his nose and wanted to stand up and walk around the house, but then he thought that he had no memory or where he was, and he still stared at him. Looking at his little boy, he dismissed the idea.
Wen Chi took a deep breath and tried to pull out a kind smile. He kept his voice extremely gentle: "Little boy, what's your name?"
“…”
"Do you live here?"
“…”
"Do you know where this is?"
“…”
Obviously the little boy didn't eat this set at all, and his appearance was so cold that he didn't even change his eyes.
Wen Chi, who was choked several times in a row, couldn't ask anymore. Seeing that the little boy remained unmoved, he suddenly began to wonder if the little boy was mute or deaf?
As a result, just after he thought about it, a man's voice came from not far away: "Xiao Ye, come over for dinner."
The little boy heard the call and immediately turned his head to answer: "Come."
Wen Chi: “…”
He is a dumb and deaf man. It is clear that this little brat does not want to pay attention to him, so he pretends to be deaf and dumb in front of him.
The little boy looked back and saw Wen Chi's depressed expression, but he didn't react, he didn't even say a word, he turned around and went back.
Wen Chi didn't bother to bother with this little kid. He quickly got up from the ground and followed the little boy to the house. He couldn't ask the little boy, he could always ask the little boy's parents, right?
The house is not big, but it is simple and warm. When I walked in, I saw a handsome young man standing in front of the dining table, placing tableware and chopsticks. He heard footsteps and turned his head. He smiled and urged, "Quickly wash your hands."
The little boy ran in one direction, probably to wash his hands.
Wen Chi tutted in his heart, but he didn't expect the little boy to look weird, but he listened to his parents very much.
After thinking this, Wen Chi walked towards the man a little embarrassedly.
He didn't want to go in and out of other people's homes at will, but he had shouted a lot at the door just now, and the man seemed to be unable to hear his voice, not even turning his head.
"Hello." Wen Chi said politely, "I'm lost, and I don't know where I am..."
Before he finished speaking, the man suddenly turned his head.
Wen Chi, who was caught off guard, was taken aback by the man's action. Seeing the man frowning, he thought that the man was unhappy with his private intrusion, and was taken aback, and quickly explained: "I'm sorry. , I called at the door for a long time and no one answered. I was in a hurry and came in directly..."
This time, Wen Chi didn't finish his words, the man walked towards him...and then passed through him.
Wen Chi was stunned, and hurriedly touched his body, it was very good and complete, and there was no wound, but soon, he realized something, and turned to look—
I saw the man walk straight to the little boy who had washed his hands, he squatted in front of the little boy, took out the handkerchief to wipe the little boy's wet hands, and said with a smile: "After washing your hands, Just wipe your hands dry, understand?"
The little boy nodded: "Understood."
The man rubbed the little boy's head: "Little Ye is so good."
The little boy was still expressionless, his head was rubbed by the man, but he looked up at Wen Chi.
Wen Chi was so shocked by the scene just now that he couldn't recover for a long time.
The little boy's eyes were extremely dark and focused, as if he was looking at Wen Chi.
At this time, the man also noticed the little boy's gaze, and turned back to follow the little boy's gaze to look at Wen Chi, but unfortunately the man's gaze did not focus on Wen Chi, he seemed to see Wen Chi Generally, he just looked left and right in doubt, and said with a chuckle, "Xiao Ye, what are you looking at?"
The little boy pursed his lips and looked back calmly: "It's nothing."
The man didn't take it seriously, got up and took the little boy's hand: "It's time to eat."
Like a replica.