After being dedicated to the villain

Chapter 63

When he woke up the next day, Song Sijin was about to walk downstream along the river, but his foot injury was not healed, so he had to stop to rest after walking for a while.

Duan Lingyao advised him not to force it, and it doesn't matter if he rests for two more days before leaving.

"But what do we eat?" Song Sijin looked at the river from afar and sighed, "Do you still eat fish?"

Duan Lingyao was speechless.

Seeing that success made him depressed, Song Sijin showed a little smile: "Eat peaches."

He led Duan Lingyao to the place where he found the wild peach tree yesterday, and instructed him to climb up the tree to pick the reddish peaches. As soon as he climbed up the tree, Duan Lingyao jumped down with a scream.

Song Sijin hurriedly asked him what was wrong.

Duan Lingyao pointed at the tree in horror: "There are bugs!"

Oh, I almost forgot about this, maybe Duan Lingyao after amnesia is more bully than before, Song Sijin always has the feeling that he can't miss the opportunity and never come again, he has few opportunities to get revenge on the other party, so he should cherish it.

So Song Sijin reminded him viciously: "Pull the grass under your feet and have a look."

Duan Lingyao didn't doubt that he was there, and obediently squatted down to pick the grass.

So in the next second, the screams startled the bird that had just fallen into the air again, and Duan Lingyao jumped up, and even jumped onto Song Sijin!

With his legs crossed around Song Sijin's waist and his hands hugging Song Sijin's neck, Duan Lingyao shouted in panic: "There are so many bugs! Brother Jin, run!"

He just wanted to scare the other party, but he didn't expect that he would become the other party's climbing frame. As soon as Song Sijin sank, he began to sway left and right. He had to support himself by supporting himself: "Get down, get down! There are hands, loosen a little..." I couldn't catch my breath.

Fortunately, Duan Lingyao's illness has been relieved a lot recently, so Song Sijin didn't fall directly.

He tried to push away the hand holding his neck, but Duan Lingyao refused to let go: "No, there are bugs down there."

Song Sijin could only yell at him: "If you don't let go, I will ignore you!"

Duan Lingyao was quiet for a moment, he hesitated and let go: "Brother Jin..."

Song Sijin didn't like to scare people very much, but at this time he had no choice but to scare him: "Come down quickly, or you won't follow me."

This successfully frightened Duan Lingyao, he jumped directly to the ground, Song Sijin stood up straight, and tried to stab the peach with his crutches.

After stabbing him several times without success, Song Sijin wanted to call Duan Lingyao, but suddenly found that he didn't seem to have spoken since he landed.Could it be that he was frightened by the group of bugs and shut himself up?

Thinking of Duan Lingyao's fear of bugs, Song Sijin was going to comfort him, but when he turned his head, he found that Duan Lingyao was not looking at the ground nervously, he was looking at himself.

There were sparkling water splashes in his eye sockets, he was pitifully and silently tugging at the corner of his clothes, his lips were blushing, and his small snow-white face was full of uneasiness.

Seeing Song Sijin turning his head, Duan Lingyao said softly, "Brother Jin, don't want me, I'm very courageous at other times."

For a while Song Sijin couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, he was silent for a while before saying: "I don't want you, don't be afraid."

But even after getting such an answer, Duan Lingyao was still very uneasy. He tentatively stepped forward and hugged Song Sijin's arm. Seeing that he didn't break free, he smiled a little: "Brother Jin, I'll pick peaches for you."

For a moment, the status of the two seemed to be reversed, but Song Sijin wasn't too happy. Duan Lingyao looked so pitiful that he couldn't help but soften his heart, but he couldn't lose his memory for a lifetime.Once he regained his memory, he would still be the person Song Sijin hated.

Song Sijin had a rare malicious thought: It would be great if Duan Lingyao couldn't recover his memory for the rest of his life.

This time Duan Lingyao climbed the tree at an incomparably fast speed. He jumped down holding the peach, frowning tightly, scratching his neck and face restlessly with his hands, which turned red.

Then he picked up a peach and was about to gnaw it, but when it reached his mouth, he still couldn't gnaw it down: "Is this really a peach?"

Song Sijin: "?"

Duan Lingyao muttered: "I've never seen such an ugly peach with long hairs."

Song Sijin said: "Because you used to eat peaches washed by others."

Duan Lingyao gained insight again: "So that's how it is!"

He happily ran to the river to wash the peaches, and after washing them, he took a bite, wrinkling his whole face from the sourness.

Duan Lingyao asked Song Sijin aggrievedly: "Are you lying to me?"

Song Sijin couldn't help it for a long time, but he still laughed. He hastened to make amends: "No, no, really no, this is Taozi."

Wild peaches are not yet ripe, so it's no wonder they're not sour.

-

Song Sijin found that Duan Lingyao, who had amnesia and lacked common sense, was really easy to bully. He trusted Song Sijin very much, and didn't know what happened to the two of them before, nor did he remember who he was before.

Therefore, whatever Song Sijin told him to do, he would do.

In summer, it was hot and sweaty, and the clothes got dirty very quickly. Taking advantage of the warm day, Song Sijin took off his clothes and asked Duan Lingyao to wash in the river.

"You help me wash my clothes, and I'll rub your back for you later."

Duan Lingyao had injuries on his body, especially his back, it was inconvenient to clean himself, and he had to rely on Song Sijin.

But Song Sijin didn't dare to get close to the depth of the water, endured his fear, and slowly sat on the shallow river beach where his feet could only be submerged, washing his body bit by bit.

It was probably the first time in his life that Duan Lingyao, who was doing laundry by himself, solemnly lifted up the clothes and rubbed them vigorously—hiss.

Song Sijin turned back slowly: "Duan Lingyao?"

Duan Lingyao hid his clothes behind him, and said confidently: "It's so hot, it's cooler to be naked, Brother Jin, are you right? Ah no, Brother Song, are you right?"

Song Sijin said euphemistically: "This is the only clothes we have."

"You let others wash it."

Duan Lingyao still wanted to put the blame on Song Sijin, but Song Sijin sighed distressedly, and couldn't help but said, "Why do you keep making excuses, I won't scold you for such a thing."

Duan Lingyao paused, and asked in a low voice, "Even if I do something wrong, you won't be angry with me?"

Song Sijin asked him to bring the clothes over, and while teaching him how to wash them, he said, "Things have to be prioritized, what's there to be angry about, everyone makes mistakes, and I often break things too."

So Duan Lingyao showed a smiling face, tilted his head, and while rubbing his clothes in the water like Song Sijin, he said, "It must be because I am more important than clothes in Brother Jin's heart."

"Of course people are more important than things. Even if you are angry, it is because of your attitude." Song Sijin muttered, "You were always like this before you lost your memory, and your mouth is hard."

Duan Lingyao approached him: "Brother Jin hates me because of this?"

Song Sijin was stunned: "Huh?"

Duan Lingyao licked his lips and hid his uneasiness with a smile: "I always feel that you hate me sometimes."

Occasionally, the look he gave him made Duan Lingyao feel that the person in front of him wanted to leave him at any time.When he said that he would not let him follow, he must have sincerely wanted to live this way, and the uneasiness of being separated seemed to be carved into his bones, which made Duan Lingyao feel anxious and sad when he heard Song Sijin say such words.

Song Sijin didn't know how to explain to Duan Lingyao, a patient with amnesia: "I... sometimes hate you."

Thinking that Duan Lingyao didn't remember anything, Song Sijin was not afraid of him, and accidentally complained a lot: "Because you used to bully people and didn't make sense, it was obviously your fault, and messing around is someone else's fault , not only being unreasonable, but also bullying others, which is annoying."

These words successfully made Duan Lingyao show a gloomy expression: "I was really so annoying before?"

Song Sijin said: "Not only that, you kill people like a bully and bully men... Oh, don't cry."

He also wanted to make further complaints, but Duan Lingyao looked like he was about to cry, and Song Sijin couldn't continue.

Duan Lingyao raised his hand to wipe his eyes: "I didn't cry, I just didn't understand."

"Don't understand what?"

"I don't understand why I am like that."

Song Sijin raised his hand, hesitated for a while in mid-air, stretched and retracted and stretched, and then gently placed it on Duan Lingyao's head.

"I don't understand why you are like that, maybe you will know when you get back your memory, but you are like this now... I don't really hate it."

Duan Lingyao rubbed his palm subconsciously. After rubbing, his face was a little red, and he turned his head: "Then don't leave me."

This is the sentence again.

Song Sijin didn't want to answer, even if Duan Lingyao lost his memory, his resistance made him unable to agree.

Seeing his delay in responding, Duan Lingyao looked at him anxiously: "Brother Jin, don't want me, I'm afraid."

Song Sijin became more and more soft-hearted. How could the former Duan Lingyao reveal his fear, anxiety and vulnerability so bluntly? He would only force everyone to obey him.

Use threats, intimidation, power, and tricks... In short, you will not show weakness.

At the same time, Song Sijin was also puzzled, if a person lost his memory, would it really change so much?Duan Lingyao's happy appearance when he was playing, his appearance when he was afraid of bugs, and his pampered and picky appearance are actually no different from those before he lost his memory.

Why?Song Sijin thought about it and asked, "Why are you so stubborn?"

Duan Lingyao was a little embarrassed: "Is there?"

Song Sijin said: "Yes, and you didn't say anything clearly before. I don't understand what you are thinking... Forget it, let's not talk about the past, just say that you just got better."

Confessing this matter was not so easy for Duan Lingyao, who lost his memory. He couldn't restrain his panic until he saw Song Sijin's slightly disappointed look: "Let me tell you!"

"Because I feel that Brother Jin doesn't like me very much. If I do something wrong again, I'll give in..." Duan Lingyao clenched his hands tighter and tighter, and said incoherently, "I don't know, I'm afraid, it seems like I did this, Brother Jin has a reason to leave me. And, and... I don't know!"

Duan Lingyao raised his hand and hammered his head, muttering: "I really don't know, I'm just... very scared."

Seeing him so distressed and sad, and thinking that he didn't remember anything after all, Song Sijin quickly grabbed his hand: "Okay, I won't ask any more, just don't do this in the future."

Duan Lingyao's eyes were red, and he hugged his knees and curled up into a small ball: "If I change it, will brother Jin like me in the future?"

Song Sijin hesitated for only a second, and tears flowed from the corners of Duan Lingyan's eyes.

He is just a patient with amnesia, so why make things difficult for him, Song Sijin decided to endure the awkwardness and coax him, anyway, he used to say such things before, but he wanted to change the words: "If you change it, I won't hate you anymore."

In an instant, the rain passed and the sky cleared, Duan Lingyao burst into tears and laughed.

Song Sijin smiled along with him, but what he was thinking was: Jiangshan is easy to change, and his nature is hard to change. Now Duan Lingyao is obedient and dependent on him because of amnesia, and now he is obedient and dependent on him. When he gets used to it, can he change it?

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt a soft touch on his face.

Song Sijin raised his hand and raised his head in astonishment: "What are you doing?"

The tip of the bright red tongue licked the soft lips, and there was a sly smile in the crooked eyes. Duan Lingyao's voice was sandy and sweet: "Don't do anything, brother Jin, are you really my sworn brother? Why do I feel that you are lying to me. "

Song Sijin faltered: "D-Of course it is, even if it's not, you can't just kiss other people casually."

"But..." Duan Lingyao nodded her lips, "Brother Jin kissed me first."

Song Sijin was confused: "When?"

Duan Lingyao said: "Before I woke up, brother Jin saved me, and I felt it in a daze."

Now Song Sijin understood, he was a little helpless, and a little funny explained to him what is called artificial respiration first aid.After listening to his explanation, Duan Lingyao still had doubts on his face, seeming to resist the truth: "It's that simple?"

"Yes, it's that simple, so don't kiss me casually in the future!" Song Sijin pursed his lips, a little unhappy, "We don't have that kind of relationship."

Duan Lingyao pouted slowly: "I don't believe it, I have a feeling, I like brother Jin..."

He lost his memory once, and Song Sijin was rare to be clean. He didn't want to have that kind of relationship with him again, and seeing his persistence again, he had to say cruelly: "Yes, you like me, but don't forget that I hate you."

This time Duan Lingyao finally had nothing to say, he stood there in a daze, thinking about Song Sijin's words all the time.

Song Sijin ignored him, took a bath, washed his clothes and washed him, and also processed the herbal medicine to apply to the two of them. The herbal juice seeped into the scratch, and it was refreshing and tingling. Duan Lingyao finally came back to his senses with a hiss. Twisted right and asked a question: "Did I bully you badly before?"

Song Sijin responded in a muffled voice, but refused to say more, because some facts were too embarrassing and embarrassing.Even if he promised Duan Lingyao to get even, he just said that because he didn't want to keep entangled with him. It can be done by leaving it behind for a while, and it's not so easy to really let go.

Duan Lingyao wanted to ask what happened.

Song Sijin couldn't resist him, so he hesitated and picked up something less serious and said to him: "You used to be very domineering and unreasonable, you always refused to let me go out, or sent others to watch me, that's fine, once you misunderstood me I eloped with people, and I was not allowed to speak, nor was anyone allowed to speak to me."

Duan Lingyao was in a trance: "Brother Jin must be very wronged."

"Of course, everyone will be wronged." Song Sijin sighed, "But you don't care what I think at all."

"How is it possible, I like brother Jin so much!" Duan Lingyao was a little distressed and a little strange, he couldn't help but think about what happened back then.

But perhaps reminded by this passage, a few fragments flashed in Duan Lingyao's mind. Song Sijin, who was buried in his memory, leaned towards him pitifully with tears in his eyes, and offered his soft lips, obviously Afraid, she tried her best to squeeze out a smiling face, opened herself obediently and docilely, and pretended to be controlled and bullied by others.

Moist, sweet and soft.

Duan Lingyao couldn't help swallowing her saliva: "It must be because brother Jin's appearance of being bullied is so cute..."

Song Sijin: "??"

He pushed him slightly angrily: "What are you talking about?"

Duan Lingyao came back to his senses, the excitement faded, and then he felt a little regret, he held Song Sijin's hand carefully and said, "I'm sorry, brother Jin, I didn't mean it, don't be angry, I don't know why, see The way you are angry makes me feel very uncomfortable."

Song Sijin looked away, not knowing how sincere his apology was: "Then don't say that again, and don't do that again."

Duan Lingyao muttered, "I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."

Song Sijin: "?"

Duan Lingyao showed the sweetest smile: "It's nothing, I said I will work hard!"

Seeing that he had a good attitude, Song Sijin felt better. He didn't want a person with amnesia to repent of things he didn't even remember, so he said, "If you don't remember, don't ask. There are some things I don't want to share with you." You settle accounts now, let’s talk about it when you think about it.”

"If I think about it, brother Jin is still willing to wait for me to get better?"

Song Sijin didn't know this: "It's meaningless to talk about it now, I guess you won't want to change it when the time comes."

"Then if I can't remember it all the time, is brother Jin willing to treat me sincerely?"

"see your performance."

Song Sijin was a soft-hearted and tolerant person, and he didn't keep alienating Duan Lingyao because of the past, so Duan Lingyao quickly forgot the previous doubts and melancholy, and ran around the river happily.

He caught a few more small fish, and the two of them ate very well at noon, but their tongues suffered a little.

When he was full, Duan Lingyao just lay down on the ground, turned over and rolled twice, then raised his head and pillowed it on Song Sijin's lap.

Song Sijin dozed off, crossed his legs and propped his face, and told him in a daze: "Be careful, the stone is hard, don't make another wound."

Duan Lingyao got up suddenly, and leaned close to Song Sijin's face. He was too close, so frightened that Song Sijin mistakenly thought that he was going to kiss her again, so he woke up and fell backwards.

Duan Lingyao reached out to protect the back of his head, and fell down with him, lying on Song Sijin's chest like this, laughing happily after a successful prank: "Brother Jin, you really care about me."

Song Sijin: "If it were someone else, I would be very concerned."

Duan Lingyao still smiled brightly: "I don't care, you just care about me."

Song Sijin muttered in a low voice, "It's unreasonable."

-

On the third day, Song Sijin's foot injury was almost healed, as long as he didn't overwork himself, it wouldn't hurt anymore.

Song Sijin decided to keep going.

The two walked along the river, and took a rest for a while. Duan Lingyao surrounded him and chattered non-stop, wanting him to stop and rest.

So they didn't go far all morning.

As he moved forward, the river bank gradually lost its gravel, but was replaced by grass. Duan Lingyao felt dizzy and nauseated when he thought of how many bugs there were in the summer forest.

Duan Lingyao hugged Song Sijin's arm and acted like a baby: "Are you really going out, Brother Jin, let's rest for a few more days, just three days, okay?"

Song Sijin shook his head: "But it's too uncomfortable to eat grilled fish without seasoning every day. I can't live through this day."

Moreover, he wanted to know the situation of the outside world, and wanted to know whether Yan Xuehui would let his mother go after falling off the cliff where his life and death were unknown.

Duan Lingyao fell silent, which showed that he was fed up with the smell of grilled fish.

In the afternoon, Song Sijin woke up after a short rest, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Duan Lingyao stepping on a bloody pheasant and frantically plucking its hair.

The boy was good at hunting, and Song Sijin was not surprised when he caught a pheasant. He frowned and bent down, picking up the feathers one by one.

The chicken's neck was cut off, blood flowed all over the floor, and stained his hands and legs again. The facial features that became more three-dimensional due to thinness were a little less delicate and more charming, and the frowning at this time added a little bit of evil spirit .

Song Sijin made a mistake and almost thought he remembered everything.

Fortunately, in the next moment, Duan Lingyao, who noticed that Song Sijin was awake, turned his head with a distressed face, with a piece of chicken fluff on his forehead: "Brother Jin, why can't the chicken feather be plucked cleanly?"

Song Sijin hurriedly stood up and went to help: "There are ferocious beasts in the mountains, they will come if they smell blood, let's go to another place."

There is no way to boil the whole pot of hot water to scald it, so I just make do with the fire to burn off the chicken feathers, then remove the chicken skin and eat only chicken. Duan Lingyao said exaggeratedly: "Brother Jin can do everything, so amazing!"

Song Sijin blushed slightly: "No, many people will."

I was lucky today. I found wild onions and sour plums on the road, and I managed to adjust the flavor of the chicken. The roasted chicken was barely edible, so Song Sijin didn't choose.

While chewing the chicken hard, Duan Lingyao said, "You see, we don't have to eat fish all the time. I can hunt. Let's rest for a few more days."

Song Sijin was a little puzzled: "Why do you always want to stay here? What's good in the wilderness?"

There was nothing to eat, nothing to wear, and the two of them became beggars in just three days. How could the pampered little father-in-law like such a hard life?

Duan Lingyao tried hard to swallow the meat in his mouth, but he was also a little dazed: "I don't know, I just don't want to go out."

In this world where there are only them, Duan Lingyao feels extremely at ease even if he has forgotten everything.

He has a kind of fear, as if as long as he goes out, there will be no peace. There must be many people in the outside world. He is afraid that the outside world must also be vast, so vast that he will lose his brother Jin if he is not careful.

"It would be great if only brother Jin and I were in this world."

But how is it possible.

They were meant to be out.

The author says:

感谢在2022-09-0218:32:41-2022-09-0318:02:03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 of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of liumyan; 5 bottles of clear sugar;

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