Allure Doctor

Chapter 12
He grinned awkwardly and laughed twice. "Well, just pretend that I didn't ask, so you don't need to answer. Hehe, this food is delicious, and your craftsmanship is good, hehe..."

Listening to his own laughter, Murong Xichen secretly cursed an idiot.Fortunately, Zhao Jiu really didn't answer, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.If he cried out with snot and tears, she really didn't know what to do.

Then, there was silence all the way until the food was finished.

Murong Xichen boiled water in a small pot and bathed Zitong.Then let the man carry him out to play outside, and wiped his body briefly.

In the process, she didn't even drag something to block the hole for defense.For some reason, although Zhao Jiu is a killer, she is willing to believe in this man.

In the end, the man stood at Xiao Cao's side by the puddle, and the water ladle scooped up the water and poured it randomly.After three or two washes, I put on the clothes without wiping.Wet, sat by the fire.

When he was taking a shower, Zi Tong kept squatting aside and watching.Murong Xichen, who was looking at the stars at the entrance of the cave, could still hear the exchange of a word or two between the two of them occasionally, but he didn't quite understand what they said.Anyway, Zitong likes Zhao Jiu inexplicably, just as she trusts him inexplicably.

Listening to the occasional voices from inside, she felt particularly peaceful for some reason.Although I am very confused about this world and the future, maybe the road ahead will be tortuous and full of thorns, but at this moment I feel peaceful.

By the time the big and small dried their hair by the fire, Murong Xichen was already very sleepy.She was still injured, and she had applied the medicine given by the man just now, but this time she was still tired.So he hugged Zitong and occupied the man's bed.

Zitong's love for Zhao Jiu was manifested once.He lay on the bed, patted the position to the left and shouted. "Jiujiu, lie down here."

Murong Xichen was not frightened by Zi Tong's thoughts, after all, she is from modern times, as long as they really have sex from time to time, she doesn't think it's a big deal.There was only one bed here, and it belonged to someone else.Besides, there is Tong Tong in the middle, what are you afraid of?

The man didn't move, just looked at the mother and child.

Tong Tong was very stubborn, sat up from Murong Xichen's embrace, and patted the bed one after another.That posture, it seems that as long as Zhao Jiu doesn't come over, he won't sleep.

Murong Xichen understood, and thought, maybe this child regards Zhao Jiu as his father.All children like to sleep with their father holding their mother with their left hand and lying in the middle by themselves.Even though Zitong has experienced more than the average child, he is still a child.

"Come and sleep," she said.

The man looked at her and seemed to ask silently: Are you afraid?
Murong Xichen understood the meaning in Zhao Jiu's eyes, but just smiled and lay on his side on the bed, pillowing his right arm.

Zitong still looked at Zhao Jiu stubbornly, feeling as if the two were confronting each other to see who could bear it more.

For a while, the cave was quiet, and it seemed that the rhythm of the heartbeat could be heard.Take a look, peaceful but powerful, with a resonant atmosphere.

Finally, Zhao Jiu compromised.He moved his body slowly to the edge of the bed, sat down and leaned against the bed.

Purple pupil's beautiful eyes stared at him for a long time before lying down obediently and closing his eyes.Like that, there is indescribable satisfaction.

Murong Xichen's hand hurt a little from his grasp, as if he was afraid that she would run away, he held it tightly.She doubted whether the child could really fall asleep like this.

Fortunately, maybe he was really tired.Not long after, I finally couldn't bear the drowsiness and exhaustion, and fell asleep.The atmosphere in the room is getting warmer and warmer, making people's hearts softer.

As a martial arts practitioner, Zhao Jiu naturally knew that Zi Tong had fallen asleep sooner.So he moved slightly, trying to take his hand out of Zitong's.

"Hey, don't!" Murong Xichen hurriedly stopped him, the child might not be asleep yet. "Wait a little longer. I'm afraid, he has never slept peacefully since he was born..." Even in his sleep, he had to hold the stick, fearing that someone would attack him.

She moved her body slowly, leaning against the head of the bed like Zhao Jiu.Free your right hand and gently touch the child's face.The child's eyelashes are really beautiful, long and dense, and cast small fan-like shadows under the eyes.His face is still a little pale, if the pale face fades away, he must be a delicate baby that makes people feel pain in his heart.

"He's really beautiful, isn't he?" Those purple eyes, if placed in modern times, must be extremely enviable.But in this backward era, that has become the source of his suffering.

Zhao Jiu glanced at her, but said nothing.

Murong Xichen didn't care.She didn't know what kind of response she wanted, she just wanted to talk. "I heard that I didn't care about his life or death before. From his birth to now, I have never looked at him like a mother would look at a son. It seems that I also put all the resentment of falling out of favor on him, making him He has suffered a lot of sins. I hope to be good to him from now on, to slowly eliminate the shadow in his heart, and not to hate me in the future. As a mother, failing to protect her children well is an unforgivable sin, yes Bar……"

The voice slowly choked.The mist quickly encroached on the eye sockets, blurring his vision.Through the misty water vapor, I seem to see that tragic scene again.How many late nights, I woke up screaming and crying, heartbroken and remorseful again and again, unable to forgive myself for a single cent...

Zhao Jiu just gave her a cold look, without saying a word.Wei Wei raised her head and looked at the top of the cave, as if her soul had drifted away.The hand that was clenched tighter and tighter, silently vented the forbearance.

"Hmm..." Zitong let out a painful cry, which brought both of them back to their senses.The child frowned because of the pain, and his small mouth rose in aggrieved way.

Murong Xichen wiped off the mist and patted his chest lightly.

Zhao Jiu also relaxed his hand, and took the opportunity to pull it out.

After a while, the child's frown slowly relaxed, his face turned to Murong Xichen's direction, he rubbed against her body, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Zhao Jiu left the bed and sat back by the fire.Staring at the red flames, I don't know what I was thinking.

(End of this chapter)