After being dedicated to the villain

Chapter 75

When Song Sijin's hand was grabbed, he was so nervous that his palms sweated.

Duan Lingyao was close in front of him, but he didn't dare to look at him.

Suddenly his hand was pulled and shook, and Duan Lingyao said with a smile: "Brother Jin dare not raise his head, is he shy?"

Song Sijin: "..."

He didn't understand why Duan Lingyao could speak in such a calm tone to a person who had come back from the dead, he thought he would be very angry.

Song Sijin, who lowered his head, saw the red dresses of the two side by side, like a real couple, the hands being held became hotter and hotter, and he wanted to pull them back, but was held even tighter by Duan Lingyao.

"Don't be afraid." Duan Lingyao said, "You don't really think I can't find you, do you? I already knew you were still alive."

Song Sijin raised his head at once, his eyes showed surprise, and Duan Lingyao's face, which he hadn't seen for a long time, slammed into his heart.

He looked a little more heroic, with a shallow scar on the side of his chin, and the fiery red clothes seemed to have put a little rouge on him. When he smiled, he was still as bright and charming as peaches and plums in spring.

In his crescent-shaped eyes, there was a pool of spring water, with a bit of careful affection.

Duan Lingyao pretended to be free and easy and said: "At first I thought you were dead, but Chu Yunxi, an idiot, was found out after a random search. He even dared to give me what you wrote. I taught you the words." Yes, I can't recognize it? Besides, I promised to save your mother, but he is still too tender and left too many traces. If I hadn't cleaned up the mess for him later, you would have been captured by Yan Xuehui long ago .”

Yan Xuehui held the teacup and sneered, "But what the young master did was useless."

Duan Lingyao sneered: "If it wasn't for my person who happened to have diarrhea, how could you be so arrogant?"

No wonder in the past two months, I always felt that someone was searching for something near my house, but they were never caught... Song Sijin's mood became more and more complicated, and the root of his nose was sore: "Aren't you angry with me?"

Duan Lingyao pursed his lips, and the spring water in his eyes rippled slightly. He blinked quickly, and his voice was a little rough: "At first, I was a little angry. I wanted to catch you back and scold you for being ungrateful. It's best to beat you hard again." Don, let you, a wolf-hearted heartless man, write a hundred letters of repentance and read it to me!"

Song Sijin: "..."

But suddenly, Duan Lingyao lowered his eyes and smiled slightly: "But I thought and thought, maybe you are right."

Staying by his side, suffering so many grievances and dangers, what's wrong with wanting to leave him?If it weren't for being forced to be helpless, who would want to live in hiding.

He once secretly came outside Song Sijin's small rented courtyard, separated by a wall, and listened to their family's chatting and laughing while eating simple meals.

He stood from dawn to dusk, until only the sound of insects and wind remained in his ears, and then he walked back alone.

He remembered the despair at the moment when he mistakenly thought that Song Sijin was dead, so he understood that there are always some things that cannot be forced.

Song Sijin wanted to leave, so he made it up to him, and he didn't want to see him, so he made it up to him, at worst keeping him safe in the dark, so that he would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

Duan Lingyao wants to marry a spirit card and make a commemoration to tell everyone that Song Sijin is dead, so don't think about him anymore.

But God always favors Yan Xue.

That's okay, this time it's their last fate, let him secretly fulfill a wish with this wedding dress.

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Yan Xue said back that she wanted to fulfill Duan Lingyao and Song Sijin, but she wouldn't really waste so much time holding a wedding for them.

After the two had spoken a few words, he urged them to worship and get married.

In the shabby thatched cottage, Duan Lingyao and Song Sijin each cut off a strand of hair and put it in front of them, and their body, hair and skin were taken over by their parents to replace Gaotang.

No one sang to them, no one said auspicious words, and no one sincerely blessed them.

But it doesn't matter, Duan Lingyao doesn't dislike it, he happily took Song Sijin's hand, facing the beautiful sunset with flowing clouds and flying clouds, he said to himself: "Pray to the world——"

Song Sijin bowed slightly trembling, his body was very weak, dizzy and stomach ache.

Sensing his nervousness, Duan Lingyao was a little sad, but he didn't want to spoil the moment, turned around to face the two locks of hair, and still shouted happily: "Second bow to the high hall——"

"Husband and wife greet each other—"

In the end, the two saluted face to face. He was not wearing the wedding dress he had prepared for him, and he came in a hurry and didn't match the red flowers, but Duan Lingyao held Song Sijin's hand tightly, as if he didn't want to let go in his life .

Finally arrived at the last link: "Send it to the bridal chamber!"

The young man in the bright red wedding dress showed a smile as bright as the morning sun, and hugged his sweetheart whom he had been thinking about day and night. He had dreamed of this moment many times, and he never knew that one day he would be in such a crude and sloppy situation. Xia married Song Sijin.

But what does all this matter, the most important thing is people.

"Brother Jin, we're married." Duan Lingyao lowered his head and rubbed his cheek against Song Sijin's. He seemed to be dreaming, slowly and gently.

But becoming a relative means one step closer to death. Is it possible that a wedding like a family will become the most precious and beautiful memory before death?

Do not!

Song Sijin didn't want to give up.

Duan Lingyao carried Song Sijin into the house, and Yan Xue said leisurely, "A quarter of an hour should be enough for the young man to have a bridal chamber, right? If it's over, don't blame Yan for making a fuss about the bridal chamber."

Duan Lingyao didn't even look back, and said sarcastically, "Don't judge others by yourself."

Detective Pei quickly poohed: "You are still stubborn when you are about to die, my lord, why let them procrastinate, it is better to kill now."

Yan Xuehui raised her hand to stop him: "It's hard to follow a gentleman's words. You lead people to patrol around to see if he has brought any helpers."

"Yes!"

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After entering the room and closing the door, Song Sijin struggled to slip out of Duan Lingyao's arms.

Duan Lingyao twirled her fingertips, and said with a smile: "Why, you don't want to marry me? But it's too late, everyone is married to brother Jin, and the Empress Dowager proves it, so it's useless to regret it."

There was only a quarter of an hour, and Song Sijin didn't want to waste it joking with him. He went to the crack of the door and the window to see, and found that there were fewer people around the backyard.

"Lingyao, you know martial arts, so you should be able to beat four people, right? I'm procrastinating in the house, you go out through the back window, before Yan Xuehui calls the ambush outside, hurry up and leave!"

Duan Lingyao didn't seem nervous, he tugged at the sleeve of his wedding dress for a while, and tugged at his hair for a while: "I won't go."

Song Sijin was stunned: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Duan Lingyao approached, pouted with a grin: "A moment in a bridal chamber is worth a thousand gold, so let's have a bite first."

Song Sijin: "You!"

Why is this unlucky kid so big-hearted?

That's right, if he didn't have a big heart, he shouldn't have come in the first place!

Thinking that the two of them would die here in a quarter of an hour, Song Sijin felt even more uncomfortable. He didn't want to die, nor did he want Duan Lingyao to die, let alone Duan Lingyao died for himself.

"You shouldn't have come here in the first place." Song Sijin paced back and forth annoyed and anxiously, "Why did you come to save me? Haven't you thought that this is a trap?"

Duan Lingyao shrugged: "I'm not stupid, of course I know this is a trap."

"then you……"

"But if I don't come, I will regret it forever."

Song Sijin's throat became more and more congested. He knew that Duan Lingyao chose to take risks only because of him.

He didn't want to run away alone, also because of him.

Song Sijin supported the table and stood up, trying to put on a cold look: "Stop saying these things, you clearly know that I don't want to be with you at all, so why are you so affectionate?"

The smile on Duan Lingyao's face disappeared instantly, his round eyes were wide open, and he looked at Song Sijin's expression like a sizing up: "So what's the matter, you don't like me, why don't people like you."

Song Sijin took two steps forward, skillfully pulled out a small dagger from Duan Lingyao's sleeve, pointed the sharp point at Duan Lingyao's heart, and said viciously: "Who told you this, don't you think But, am I also Yan Xuehui's person? For the sake of you saving me before, I let you go this time, so don't be stupid again in the future!"

Duan Lingyao couldn't help laughing, he put his hands on his hips and raised his chest, approaching Song Sijin step by step: "You don't need to let me go, come on, kill me now!"

The point of the knife was so sharp, it pierced Xifu's clothes with just a light touch, Song Sijin was forced by him to back up again and again, his waist hit the edge of the kang, and he fell back.

Duan Lingyao grasped his wrist holding the knife, rested his other hand on the back of his neck, and said without hesitation: "Don't pretend."

Song Sijin was annoyed: "Aren't you afraid that I will really kill you?"

The two people on the bed seemed to be really in the bridal chamber at first glance. The bright red clothes were entangled with three thousand black silk, like a huge knot that could never be untied.

Duan Lingyao smiled slowly, dimples were faintly visible, and there was an intoxicating sparkle in his eyes.

He actually grabbed Song Sijin's wrist, and stabbed himself in the heart actively. The tip of the knife cut through the flesh, and bit by bit of bright red warm liquid drenched his body.

Song Sijin's complexion became paler, and he subconsciously withdrew his hand forcefully. The more he retracted, the more Duan Lingyao wanted him to pierce himself.

The jade pendant jingled against the bedside, the tattered red thread on the broken sleeve was tangled, the room was hot and dark with the door closed, strands of hair stuck to Song Sijin's forehead, and he was burning with anxiety.

"What are you doing, are you crazy?!"

"I'm not crazy, I'm just helping you recognize a reality." Duan Lingyao was so happy, his eyes streamed like drunk, he laughed happily, threw away the blood-stained knife, and bullied him. He kissed Song Sijin's lips heavily.

That kiss was so passionate, it wanted to swallow Song Sijin like an overwhelming force, wet and greasy, his sharp teeth, tender lips and fiery temperature, surrounded and drowned Song Sijin like a wave.

Flooded to his eyes for bursts of whitening, pain as if he was about to suffocate, and the ultimate joy was born in the extreme fear, so that this weak person who is used to retreating and avoiding has no way to retreat, nothing to hide, and can only completely Confess your heart—respond to him.

Perhaps it is heaven's arrangement to die here together today, a fate that cannot be reversed no matter what.

Song Sijin smashed the jar, raised his hand to hook Duan Lingyao's neck, resisted his shyness to respond to him, and indulged in this precious joy before death.

After kissing for an unknown amount of time, Song Sijin's mouth was slightly numb. Duan Lingyao let go of his face, put his elbows on both sides of Song Sijin's head, held his face in his hands, and smiled like a flower.

His eyes were shining, and the dimples on his face could not be suppressed for a long time: "Brother Jin, you like me."

Death is imminent, there is nothing that cannot be admitted, Song Sijin hummed lightly.

Duan Lingyao's smile became brighter and brighter: "I know you must have me in your heart, but I didn't expect you to like him so much. Really, I'm so embarrassed!"

Song Sijin smiled, he didn't blame him for being out of tune, it might be that a person who is about to die speaks kindly, he looks at Duan Lingyao now, no matter how he looks at him, he thinks he is cute everywhere.

"How long until a quarter of an hour?"

"I don't know, hurry up."

Duan Lingyao relaxed his body and leaned against him: "It's really like a dream, and I never want to wake up. Brother Jin, if you hadn't met me, maybe you are still living freely in the countryside. Do you regret it?"

Song Sijin gently held his hand: "If I hadn't met you, maybe I would never be able to vent my anger on those who bullied me, and I would never get their apology, and I would be ridiculed and discriminated against in the countryside for the rest of my life. "

It would be fine if he didn't know his identity back then, if they didn't meet in that situation back then, if... but there are so many ifs in the world, until today, Song Sijin suddenly found that he didn't I regret knowing Duan Lingyao again.

Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty, life has a hundred flavors, for Song Sijin, a little bit of sweetness is enough.

"So I'm not that bad in Brother Jin's eyes." Duan Lingyao was very happy.

"I used to think you were bad no matter what you were, but now, I don't know why I feel different." Song Sijin said honestly, "You seem to have changed, but you don't seem to have changed."

Duan Lingyao chuckled: "Do you know what it's called?"

"what?"

"Beauty is in the eyes of beholder."

Song Sijin: "You are so nasty."

But he was not unhappy, on the contrary, he hugged Duan Lingyao a little tighter. It turns out that when the two are in love, they are so lovable when they feel numb.

The door was slammed suddenly, and Yan Xuehui sneered through the door: "Is Duan Shizi's bridal chamber finished? Do you need another moment?"

Song Sijin's heart was raised high, he grabbed Duan Lingyao's hand, and mustered up the courage to block it in front of him.

Duan Lingyao hugged his waist, and said lazily: "It's coming soon, what's the rush?"

Yan Xue took a step back and asked someone to kick the closed door. The door was opened with a bang, and several killers in black surrounded the hut with weapons in hand.

The author says:

感谢在2022-09-2613:19:47-2022-09-2717:53:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: intelligent1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Qiqiqi; 5 bottles of Basha;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!