Transmigrated to become the Tyrant's Male Concubine

Chapter 149

Shi Ye: "..."

Wen Chi stared at him dissatisfied, and repeated word by word: "This is not a chicken, this is a phoenix."

This time, Shi Ye was silent for a long time, and in the end he almost squeezed out a few words: "How does this look like a phoenix?"

Wen Chi said righteously: "But what I painted is Feng Qiuhuang."

Shi Ye stared straight at the thing that looked like a little chicken on the painting, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Is this a phoenix or a phoenix?"

"I'm not too sure..." Wen Chi rubbed his chin, after much deliberation, he picked up the brush and drew another little chicken next to the little chicken, then put down the brush, tilted his head and admired his masterpiece for a while, Puffing out his chest, he said with a sense of accomplishment, "Now there are both phoenixes and phoenixes."

Shi Ye: "..."

I don't know if it was Wen Chi's illusion, but he actually saw a helpless expression on Shi Ye's face.

Shi Ye knew that discussing this matter with Wen Chi would undoubtedly be a chicken-and-duck conversation, so he wisely skipped the topic and asked instead, "Didn't you lose your memory? Why do you still know how to draw a phoenix?"

Speaking of this, Wen Chi also felt strange.

He really couldn't remember everything, but some things seemed to be deeply imprinted in his mind, even if he didn't have to deliberately recall them, he could instinctively describe those things.

For example, he was familiar with Shi Ye for no reason.

Another example is that he painted this Phoenix Qiuhuang inexplicably.

"I don't know too well..." Wen Chi scratched his hair in confusion. He thought about it for a long time, but his mind went blank. He lowered his eyelids in frustration, "It seems that a friend of mine taught me this, It's a pity that I have forgotten who he is now, and I can remember what he taught me even after I die, so I must have had a very good relationship with him during my lifetime."

Shi Ye listened to what Wen Chi seemed to be talking to himself, and the redundant emotions on his face gradually faded away.

Finally, he looked at Wen Chi blankly.

Wen Chi, who was immersed in sadness, was ignorant of Shi Ye's indifferent gaze. His eyes and nose were sore and red. He obviously had no memory of his life, but when his gaze fell on the painting, , he still felt that even breathing was so difficult.

Immediately afterwards, his tears fell without warning, and with a thud, they fell on the desk, forming a small splash.

Water flowers one after another.

Wen Chi stared blankly at the splash of water on the desk, he seemed to be taken aback by the sudden situation, he quickly raised his hand and wiped it on his face indiscriminately.

"Sorry..." Wen Chi tried to hide his embarrassment with a smile, but he couldn't.

When he looked at Shi Ye, he could only numbly, sadly, and helplessly let tears pour out of his eyes drop by drop.

Shi Ye asked, "Why are you crying?"

Wen Chi's figure swayed, and then he leaned on the desk, his heart was bitter and astringent, and the bitterness was stuck in his throat, making his voice so hoarse: "I'm so sad , I seem to have lost a very important person."

"The importance you think is actually not that important." Shi Ye's tone was so cold that it was unreasonable, "If that person is really important to you, how could you forget him?"

"I..." Wen Chi opened his mouth, but he couldn't refute, "Yeah, I forgot about him..."

But he even forgot who he was.

He forgot his life experience, his hometown, his relatives and friends, and everything...

Who is he?

He knew Shi Ye's name, the brothers and sisters Hua Yin and Hua Yanran's names, and even the names of the two maidservants, but he didn't know his own name...

Wen Chi squatted down slowly, curled up into a ball and hugged his legs. He was obviously an unconscious wandering soul, but at this moment he felt a sense of suffocation.

In the end, Wen Chi didn't know when Shi Ye left, he vaguely sensed that Shi Ye left with anger, and he didn't know why Shi Ye was angry, but he was in no mood to think about it.

Wen Chi squatted by the desk for several days.

These days, Shi Ye went in and out of the house, but it was as if he didn't exist, he didn't even glance at him from the corner of his eye, and even gave up practicing calligraphy and painting on the desk in order to avoid him.

This time Wen Chi's emotions were more violent than ever before. For the first time, he felt a sense of despair that he couldn't get over this hurdle. He didn't want to talk to Shi Ye. He and Shi Ye lived under the same roof, but they seemed like two people. Strangers who have never met before.

until this afternoon.

Wen Chi was still squatting by the desk in a daze, when suddenly he heard the door being pushed open with a creak, followed by a series of hurried footsteps from far and near.

Wen Chi knew that Shi Ye was back, but he didn't expect Shi Ye to walk up to him.

Shi Ye stood still in front of him.

Wen Chi's blank gaze fell on Shi Ye's shoes, and it took a while to look up Shi Ye's legs.

I saw Shi Ye looking down at him expressionlessly.

Shi Ye is so small and has some stunted features, every time he has to raise his head to meet Wen Chi's gaze, at this time he is looking down at Wen Chi from a high position, unexpectedly giving Wen Chi the illusion that the other party is abnormally tall.

In a daze, Shi Ye's immature and fair face overlapped with a man's handsome and flawless face.

Wen Chi blinked in confusion, and when he looked again, the man's face had disappeared, leaving only Shi Ye's face.

Shi Ye said, "Still thinking about that person?"

Wen Chi frowned, he felt that the word "that person" was a bit harsh, but he didn't say anything, lowered his eyelids, and continued to hug his legs in a daze.

He thought that Shi Ye would walk away tactfully soon, but he didn't expect Shi Ye to stand motionless in front of him for a long time, so that he thought Shi Ye was an eyesore.

"What are you doing?" Wen Chi raised his head, imitating Shi Ye's impatient expression and eyes before, cool and flirtatious, "I don't lack stone pillars here, I want to go outside as stone pillars."

Shi Ye turned a deaf ear to his words, and continued to talk to himself: "You are already dead, and being nostalgic for someone or something before you were alive will only increase your thoughts and pain, and losing your memory may not be a bad thing for you... "

"Okay." Wen Chi didn't want to hear Shi Ye's sarcastic remarks anymore, so he covered his ears with his hands irritably, "I understand the truth, and I don't need you, a child, to teach me."

Hearing this, Shi Ye's expression turned ugly, and he couldn't help turning up his voice: "What do you know? You don't know anything."

Wen Chi was insulted many times by Shi Ye's sarcastic remarks, but never made him as irritable as he is now. He felt that Shi Ye was holding a stick in his minefield, poking and jumping repeatedly, which made him Every vein on the temple is also throbbing.

He stood up unbearably, and said angrily, "You can't judge whether I understand or not. Who are you? Who are you to me? Why do you say that about me!"

Shi Ye raised his head and looked at Wen Chi. His eyes were cold, and there seemed to be a little frost in them. His voice was colder than his eyes: "Since you hate my meddling so much, then get out of here. my home."

"Get out, get out!" Wen Chi turned his head and left, "The world is so big, is it possible that I still can't find a place to stay? I'll never come back to this poor place like yours!"

Wen Chi walked very fast, passing Shi Ye.

Shi Ye seemed to feel a gust of wind blowing by, so suddenly, an indescribable sense of fear arose in his heart, and that sense of fear swallowed him like a bloody mouth.

"Hey!" Shi Ye finally felt nervous, like a taut string, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to grab Wen Chi's wrist, "Don't go."

It's a pity that his hand crossed Wen Chi's.

Shi Ye watched his hand drop. At this moment, the fear in his heart was magnified to the extreme. He no longer cared about such things as his face, and shouted at Wen Chi: "Hey, don't go!"

Wen Chi stopped, but still turned his back to Shi Ye.

Shi Ye's face was extremely pale, and he stared blankly at Wen Chi's back, he stammered for the first time in his life: "I, I don't want you to forget that person, I just don't want you to be immersed in the sadness of the past In order to forget the present, you try to recall a piece of the past that has been completely forgotten, but you even ignore the person in front of you, will you remember me like that person after we are separated?"

At the end, Shi Ye almost lost his voice, so he quickly shut his mouth.

He was afraid that if he said a few more words, he would reveal his truth, and he was afraid that Wen Chi would hear the crying in his voice.

He didn't want to admit it and didn't dare to admit it, but what he had to admit was - he was jealous.

He was jealous of that person, he had been completely forgotten by Wen Chi, but he followed him like a shadow in the air, as if the intertwined and slender tree roots stuck into the soil affected Wen Chi's mood all the time.

He was really jealous of that man.

Wen Chi was stunned for a long time before slowly turning around. At the same time as he was turning around, Shi Ye hurriedly turned his head.

Although Shi Ye tried to avoid it, Wen Chi still saw his red phoenix eyes, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes. He bit his lip stubbornly, not letting himself make a sound.

Wen Chi's heart moved, he raised his foot and walked over.

Originally, Shi Ye could hold back, but when he saw Wen Chi walking towards him without hesitation, his tears suddenly overflowed, and big ones welled up in his eyes.

After Wen Chi approached, seeing Shi Ye crying expressionlessly, he couldn't help but laugh: "Hahaha, so you cry sometimes."

"I didn't cry." Shi Ye said very calmly, "It's just tears flowing from my eyes."

Wen Chi asked, "Is there a difference?"

Shi Ye said, "Yes."

Wen Chi asked, "What's the difference?"

Shi Ye was so young but stubborn: "Anyway, I didn't cry."

"Okay, okay, you didn't cry." Wen Chi said compromised.

It was the first time Wen Chi saw Shi Ye shed tears. He always thought that Shi Ye was a child without emotion, but he didn't expect Shi Ye to cry because he was afraid of him leaving.

This incident made him feel guilty. Shi Ye is still a child, and he is already an adult. He should be more tolerant towards children. Besides, although Shi Ye often ignores his existence, Shi Ye has never really resisted. past his approach.

Wen Chi let out a sigh, and after self-reflection, he said: "I have made mistakes these few days, I shouldn't bring bad emotions to you, I promise you, I won't do that again."

Shi Ye turned his head and looked at Wen Chi with red eyes: "Really?"

Wen Chi nodded: "Really."

This little episode was left alone, and soon, Shi Ye's family ushered in a major event - Shi Ye's uncle Hua Yin was about to leave for a while, Hua Yin wanted to take Shi Ye out to see the world, and by the way, get to know other members of the family People, but Hua Yanran disagrees with everything.

For this reason, the brother and sister quarreled several times, and each time they broke up unhappy, and even quarreled at the dinner table in front of Shi Ye once.

The siblings were arguing red-faced, but Shi Ye, who was the party involved, ate without changing his face, as if he was used to this kind of scene.

After returning to the house, Wen Chi asked Shi Ye: "Do you want to go with your uncle?"

Shi Ye said calmly while sorting out the books: "It's not a question of whether I think about it or not. My mother won't let him take me away."

Wen Chi asked, "Why?"

Shi Ye paused for a moment in arranging the books. He buried his head even lower and did not answer Wen Chi's question.

In the afternoon, Wen Chi yelled for Shi Ye to accompany him for a walk outside. Because Hua Yanran made herbal medicine, there were also various unnamed flowers planted around the house.

Now the flowers are blooming extraordinarily brilliantly, in clusters, like the oil paintings in the exhibition.

Wen Chi happily ran on the grass, and as he ran, he found himself flying.

Surprised and delighted, he tried to perform light kung fu several times, each time like a butterfly fluttering lightly against the wind, and then landed steadily.

"Child, I know martial arts!" Wen Chi shouted happily, "God, I also know martial arts. I must have been a peerless master when I was alive. I'm really amazing!"

While bragging about himself, Wen Chi searched for a long time, and finally found Shi Ye behind a jungle.

Shi Ye was squatting on the ground, looking at something seriously, when he noticed Wen Chi approaching from behind him, he turned his head back, then made a booing gesture, and whispered, "There's a fox over there."

"Fox?" Shi Ye immediately lowered his voice, poked his head curiously, "Where is the fox?"

Shi Ye pointed: "The back."

Wen Chi took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw a fluffy white tail protruding from behind the bushes, sweeping back and forth nervously.

Hey, it's still a white fox.

Shi Ye asked, "Can you touch me now?"

Wen Chi tried it and shook his head.

Shi Ye said: "If you want to see that fox, just walk over there. It shouldn't be able to see you, but you have to be careful that it touches you suddenly, and be careful not to get bitten."

Wen Chi was overjoyed, and nodded quickly. He didn't expect to have such an advantage after becoming a lonely ghost. He was about to walk towards the bushes, but unexpectedly, the white fox cautiously poked its head out from behind the bushes.

Wen Chi became tense in an instant, and subconsciously hid behind Shi Ye.

Shi Ye was as stiff as a log, his eyes fixed on the white fox.

The white fox sniffed around in the air with its small pitch-black nose. Every time it sniffed, it took a step closer to Wen Chi and Shi Ye. At the end of the sniff, it came to Wen Chi and Shi Ye's feet.

No, to be precise, it should be sniffing at the foot of Wenchi, but unfortunately it couldn't touch Wenchi. :...