Thirty-ninth Raiders

Time ticks by.

The gauze was soaked with blood, and over time, the liquid became cold inch by inch, wrapping the person like a piece of ice, and because he hadn't moved for too long, he almost lost all consciousness. This is a peculiar feeling, as if being trapped in ice and thrown into deep water, seeing the endless water flow through the icy ice, as if separated from another planet, even if the landslides and tsunamis in the bottom of my heart are destroyed, there will be a rain. But no sound was heard, and no one was told.

This rain falls only in my heart.

The old man, the housekeeper, and even the subordinates outside were so anxious that they didn't know what to do, but as night fell, the room was completely dark, so quiet that only one's own heartbeat could be heard. The calm atmosphere was silent and desolate. He slowly thought about how he got to this point.

He has many options. But she must.

She has only two choices.

But she chose to leave, and he collapsed completely.

like now.

Desperately trying to find some good memories.

But cards and cufflinks are things she doesn't want.

Sweetness is fake.

Because he said "no emotion".

It was he himself who asked her like this, and he was no longer qualified to ask for those sweetness to be sincere.

It was he who wanted to play on the scene, so she said she would leave.

In the eyes of others, he is a high-ranking warlord, but once she doesn't want anything from him, she is completely at a loss and finds that she has nothing to keep her.

He actually knew it.

As a lover, everything was normal at the beginning. He was used to being alone but wanted to be close to her. He also understood the details. A girl who was lonely would not reject her, so she proposed this, and she agreed. At the beginning, everything worked fine.

He got close to her.

is pleasant.

Any contact is not disgusting, even in those tiny contacts, when the girl is clinging in her arms, there is still a faint joy.

But soon.

He knew it wasn't right.

The girl would not ask for anything, such as power or status, accompany her to go shopping and buy her jewelry, etc. No request was mentioned, nor did she ask for approval in the Shen residence, and she didn't even care much about money, as long as she was satisfied with pocket money.

She doesn't want anything.

On the contrary, it makes people feel vaguely helpless.

He has nothing to give her, so there's no need to stay by his side, it doesn't have to be him. He didn't know how to keep it.

so.

Tell her again and again to be obedient.

Obedience has many meanings.

do not leave.

to be by my side.

Stick to me like this all the time.

Be obedient.

Please be obedient.

…

It was he who made a mistake.

The point is not the obedience of the second half of the sentence.

But the first half of please.

It turned out that he was cautiously trying to get close, but being stuck by someone would be slightly satisfied. The cufflinks fell and didn't take away because he wanted to silently give her a small thing. Although he didn't know what it meant, he was inexplicably happy. Saying that there are many choices, I want to scare her obedient, but when I say obedient, I am actually saying please.

He has not learned to lower his stance, so everything is in the opposite sense.

Even if you understand, it's too late.

He seems to have lost her.

...

The last sentence came to mind, and the tall figure moved slightly in the dark night. He raised his white knuckles to cover his eyes, because he had been immobile for a long time and looked cold, and his fingertips were reddish. Eyelashes drooped, obscuring the fine shimmer. The snow-white clothes were oozing blood, and the figure was slender, but in the shadow of the moon, it was thin and barren.

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It has been raining heavily for two weeks recently.

The section of the road where the girl disappeared was originally the section that was about to reach the south of the Yangtze River. Strictly speaking, it no longer belonged to the scope of the sixth province, so the deployment of military forces was naturally not so handy. Combined with heavy rain, the search has become more difficult.

There are no villages near here, and the possibility of being rescued by passers-by is very small.

I haven't found it for two weeks, and surviving is already a hopeless thing.

Falling off the plateau is a near-death experience. Now in the past two weeks, even if there is a miracle in the world, it will not be about this matter.

Everyone knows that.

Looking for it now.

It's just... people.

Regardless of life or death.

The old butler looked up at the rainy weather. The water droplets under the eaves were strung into a string, and the guards came to report the latest progress through the rain. The old butler's heart jumped when he saw him coming in, and he sank after listening to the report. It's like this every time I listen to the latest report, an endless cycle.

Every time I have to report it to the third master Shen.

Even as an outsider, every time he sees the person reporting the progress, he is in a terrified mood. Third Master, what will happen to him?

The old butler walked in.

Seeing the tall figure behind the bead curtain, with a black coat draped over his shoulders, his gold-wire glasses covering his dark eyes, his posture was calm. The old butler had a sour nose.

Unstoppable heartache.

He was so injured that he couldn't get cold now. The weather was actually not that cold. Even an old man like him didn't feel cold, but the third master had to put on a coat. This is the child he has grown up with, proud and indifferent since childhood, powerful and invulnerable.

The best defense line to break turned out to be in the heart.

He bowed respectfully: "Third Master, the latest news is here..."

The man didn't respond.

"... There is still no news so far, and the search team has expanded its scope again." He said.

The other side is always quiet.

The old housekeeper bowed his waist and was about to step back. He had already walked to the door, but he heard someone behind him speak, with a low, hoarse voice:

"Desolate Pavilion..."

The old butler turned around immediately, "What?"

The young master spoke, but he didn't hear it clearly, so he asked again quickly.

"Huangge." The man tilted his head, and the thin light-gold chain on the clear lens hung down, and his long and narrow pupils seemed seductive, "Go to the Huangge to live for a few days."

The old butler was slightly startled, "Master, why is this?"

The man didn't answer right away.

The beautiful eyes behind the lens looked at the raindrops outside the window, pattering for a long time, he looked at it for a while, his tone was a little light, like a dazed murmur.

"...she cleaned. Don't waste it."

The old butler was stunned.

The memory was too long ago, and he even forgot that Miss Yu had stayed in the barren pavilion for one night and cleaned it there.

His eyes suddenly turned red.