C6 Hua Li Fainted

The cold wind blew, Zhang Xiaohua trembled, her heart was beating erratically: Transmigration and such have already happened, who knows if there are ghosts or ghosts in this world?

Would Yama come and take her "mistake" back?

"It's not easy for me to live again. I don't want to die!" Zhang Xiaohua suddenly clasped her hands together and bowed towards the sky. It was unknown which disobedient bird suddenly flapped its wings and flapped past the leaves, causing hundreds of birds to fly in unison, causing quite a big commotion.

"There can't really be ghosts, right?" In the silence of the forest, all kinds of strange bird calls were magnified infinitely. Zhang Xiaohua was so scared that her teeth were trembling, and suddenly, she saw a patch of forest tremble in the corner of her eyes. A shadow seemed to flash past, and she screamed as she ran back while carrying a bamboo basket.

She ran all the way home, tripping on the way, covered in dirt, looking miserable.

"Whooosh." The moment Zhang Xiaohua stepped into the room, and before she could even catch her breath while holding onto the doorframe, he saw a shadow standing in the shadows, "Mother?"

The figure moved, revealing half of his face from the shadows. It was the weird cripple on the mountain.

"You …" Zhang Xiaohua swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and her heart suddenly rose to her throat. She who was already tired and hungry was now running frantically in fear, and had already used up all her energy, so she didn't have enough intelligence.

Cripple's pair of cold eyes stared at her without turning, with a "eerie" look, he lifted his foot and took a step towards her.

When Zhang Xiaohua saw the man's cold gaze, she did not catch her breath and could only scream in shock, "Mother!"

After that, with a plop, he fell to the ground in a gorgeous faint.

When the Madam Ji Su heard the commotion, he was shocked. "Ergou, what's going on? How did Xiaohua faint? "

Just as she was about to bend down and help Zhang Xiaohua up, her silent son was the first to bend down and carry her, limping into the house.

Seeing that he had left, Madam Ji Su felt sad and quickly said: "Son, mother will do it."

Wang Ergou glanced at her gloomily, "I'll do it."

Although he was a little worried, when he saw that his son had finally gained a bit of popularity and was not rejecting the outside world, he felt a little more grateful towards Zhang Xiaohua.

This daughter-in-law was worth marrying.

Madam Ji Su saw that Zhang Xiaohua's body was covered in dirt and immediately went to get a basin of hot water to wipe her face. Wang Ergou stood at the side and watched quietly, occasionally suppressing the coughing sound in his throat.

After Madam Ji Su was done with her work, she warned, "Ergou, take good care of Xiaohua. The night wind is cold, don't let her catch a cold."

Seeing that Wang Ergou did not refuse, she left happily. As long as his son was willing to sleep with Xiao Hua, things would slowly improve.

When Wang Ergou and the others left, only then did they walk to the bedside and sit down. Looking at Zhang Xiaohua's pale face, they thought about how she had been scared by her so many times in the forest to the point of running away, and how she had fainted once again …

The man's eyes drooped, and just as he was about to leave, he heard Zhang Xiaohua suddenly moan, "Pain …"

He turned his head over, only to see Zhang Xiaohua rubbing her elbow with her hand. A large hole had been torn at that spot, and a large piece of skin had been scraped off.

Wang Ergou pursed his lips, reached out his hands to put her hands under the blanket, and pressed down against her hands to not let her move. "Don't come over here …"

Wang Ergou released her hand as if he had been electrocuted, looked at her face that was drenched in cold sweat, then stood up silently, went to the kitchen to heat up some medicine to counter the cold.

The smell of the medicinal herbs quickly pervaded the air. Listening to the whistling wind outside the window, Wang Ergou was a little worried, he turned around and picked up some medicinal herbs to mash them up, then went to his room to look at Zhang Xiaohua.

He immediately went to the cupboard and took out a worn-out cotton jacket, covering Zhang Xiaohua's body, and then placed the herbs on her wounds. Seeing that the space between her eyebrows had gradually relaxed, the man's expression relaxed slightly.

Just as he was about to leave with the medicine, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly grabbed his large hand and refused to let go, "Don't go, I'm cold … "So cold …"

Wang Ergou paused and just as he was about to turn around and sit down, he saw her shaking his head with all his might: "Don't … Don't come over... "Ghost …"

He pursed his lips and slowly pulled his hand away. He turned around and returned to the kitchen and started to simmer the medicine. He picked up a pile of straw from the grass and slept on it.

The wind was cold and fierce on a winter night. It was like a wild beast baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. It could easily evoke the darkness and fear in a person's heart.

When Wang Ergou thought about Zhang Xiaohua's fear of him, a hint of disappointment surfaced in his eyes: She had given him a new life, yet he was so afraid of him, and treated him like a monster, and kept him at a distance.

In this new life, he was still alone.

Wang Ergou looked at the pitch black room, and a small flame was swaying in the wind. He couldn't help but think of the past — He was the famous Battle King, but had been sold out by his kin, losing his life in the countryside.

When her spirit was still lingering around, she never thought that the kind Zhang Xiaohua would bury his body.

Perhaps because of a drop of Zhang Xiaohua's blood, his soul had stabilized, and she possessed Cripple Wang Ergou's body.

Thinking about how Zhang Xiaohua was so scared of her, Wang Ergou worriedly got up and went into his room to visit her again.

This time, Zhang Xiaohua was able to sleep much more soundly, with one hand tightly clutching the worn out cotton jacket, burying her face in it, looking as though she was extremely dependent on it.

Wang Ergou stood by his bedside, his eyes faintly discernable.

When he was reborn, he was still unable to recover from the hatred from his previous life, and after a few days, he did not expect Zhang Xiaohua to marry him and become his wife.

This made him, who had been living a new life, both happy and worried.

He was overjoyed that after his rebirth, he would be able to have this warmth again. He was worried that with hatred and blood on his back, he would not know how to face his benefactor and would not know if he could give her happiness.

That was why he hid from her on the night of their wedding.

That was why he followed her up the mountain to protect her safety. However, he didn't expect her to be so afraid of him.

Wang Ergou looked at Zhang Xiaohua's sleeping appearance quietly and bent his body slightly, as if she wanted to touch her beautiful body. However, her little face was extremely close, and the man's five fingers were constantly curled up, tightening, before releasing her …

The window suddenly flew open as a cold breeze blew past, causing Wang Ergou's mind to replay the tragic scene of his previous life being killed. Countless amounts of blood flowed out, interweaving into a strange red color.

The man's breathing suddenly became heavy. He slowly tightened his fingers and abruptly retracted them. He walked over to the window and closed it. He turned his back to the bed and clenched his fists. His eyes became even colder.

He might be able to put aside his hatred of Meng Hao, but …

How could he not avenge the thousands of brothers in the army?

How could he not avenge his sister?

If he really were to become husband and wife with Zhang Xiaohua, if he were to seek revenge in the future, and his future prospects were unknown, then where would their relationship go?

That man was so high and mighty. With his current situation, it was easier said than done.

Wang Ergou tilted his head and glanced at Zhang Xiaohua, secretly making up his mind: Since I can't give her a stable life, then don't give her any hope.

For the sake of this burial, he would arrange for her to live her life in the future.

He slightly closed his eyes, turned around, and walked out the door. His back was absolutely determined and lonely.

It was as if he was the only one in the world.

Alone.