Chapter 53:
“No, it’s not…”
Luo Zhi’er was a bit panicked for a moment… Li Sanmao locked his slightly hurt gaze on her face, watching how she would explain.
“I just… just…”
Casually saying it out loud, but thinking in her heart, it’s just that I’m not too familiar with you, I don’t understand you.
I also need to protect myself, I’m just a weak woman from another world, this is her way out, the only way out at present.
She didn’t want to be trapped in this home without freedom for the rest of her life.
Li Sanmao saw her eyes darting around uneasily in panic, and interrupted.
He chuckled lightly: “Heh, forget it, Zhi’er, I just want to tell you… your ideas determine that I will support you, if you encounter difficulties I will be the first to help you, in this Old Li Family I am also on your side…”
“Even my life… for you, I can abandon it!”
After saying that, he turned and walked away.
Luo Zhi’er looked at his back, so resolute, in the darkness it really looked like a bear, and so tall, her eyes were a bit blurry, sand had gotten in, “Li Sanmao…”
She sniffed, this man was really good to his wife, making her actually start to envy and jealousy…
She quickly followed, “Li Sanmao, I’m poisoned!”
“What?”
“Anyway, I’ve been poisoned since I was little, look how fat I am, it’s all because of this poison!”
“What? What’s going on? Wife! Come with me to see the doctor!!!”
The man shouted in a panic…
……
Actually, this set of rhetoric and dialogue was just her inner thoughts.
She really wanted to tell him, she was dying, poisoned by blood gu, a bit scared, but… she couldn’t!
She wasn’t the real Luo Zhi’er, she had occupied her body, she was just a wisp of ghost, would he capture her and interrogate her about his wife’s whereabouts?
Call a shaman or great immortal to burn her with fire?
That thing, what if it really scattered her soul? She was timid, she could die, but she was afraid of pain…
Secondly, what if she really died due to bad luck, and Luo Zhi’er came back, wouldn’t that just cause misunderstanding and hurt to both of them for nothing?
She stared blankly at his back, with a trace of emptiness and bewilderment…
He was actually pretty good, Miaomiao too, she had already occupied someone’s body, she couldn’t hurt them anymore.
Speaking of which, how she came here was also a blur, when she opened her eyes it was earthen walls made of yellow mud, simple and crude belongings around, and the old woman scolding outside.
She couldn’t figure out who she really was.
After lying on the bed listening for a while, she recalled her own past… and a flash of Luo Zhi’er’s incomplete memory… then she knew where she was.
In the modern era she only knew she had a grandmother, experiences of going to school and living in the modern era for three years.
Memories after just starting work, only these three years of memory, nothing before that no matter how hard she tried…
Her going to school, grandmother passing away, being hit by a car and flying… frames replaying again in her mind…
The back of the red-clothed woman in her mind stood before her eyes… gloomily resentful as if crying… “Who is it? … Who are you?”
Li Sanmao’s receding back also gradually blurred in her sight, splitting headache, something like bugs drilling into her head.
No… pain, she hurt everywhere, so painful, heart-piercing pain… stomach hurt, bones hurt, hurt to death, eyelids weighing a thousand pounds, couldn’t open…
“San… Mao, Li Sanmao…”
“Thud!” With a sound, she collapsed to the ground…
Li Sanmao seemed to hear a faint calling voice, turned back, saw his wife thud to the ground.
In a coma, he was immediately scared out of his wits, shouted “Zhi’er!”, ran over and squatted down to hold her in his arms.
Seeing her face pale, left side of forehead knocked on a stone, bruised black and blue, immediately heartbroken, shouted loudly,
“Wife? Wife, Miaomiao’s mom! How are you? Wake up quick!”
Anxiously calling, “It was my fault, what’s wrong with you exactly?”
One hand kept rubbing the bag on her forehead.
“Water, water, ice!!! I need to cool down, hot… Sanmao… hurts!”
“Here, I’m here, wife, water… there’s water here.”
He quickly took out the bamboo tube, there was still some water inside and fed her a drink.
“Wife, where does it hurt?”
“Is it the head? Here on the forehead?”
Although Luo Zhi’er hurt piercingly, she could feel someone feeding her water.
A large warm and reassuring hand rubbed her forehead, and held her hand.
It gave her bewildered soul, which had nowhere to settle, a moment of comfort!
