One Hundred Days on an Uninhabited Island

Chapter 125 Island Day 66 Unworthy

"Karma pinch?!"

The old lady was very excited, screaming and screaming, and the whole house was full of old people's worried worries.

The old man turned his face to the old lady and said, "Why panic?" He turned his head and grabbed a worried chrysanthemum and asked Wen Siqi how they were doing.

Yao Yanan and Wang Zhenzhen relayed the story told by Wen Siqi to other people, and Ye Yajie also made supplements during the period, some selfish guiding supplements.

Han Tang heard it, and so did Mu Jie and Wang Zhenzhen, but the old lady and the old man didn't. They were all focused on Wen Siqi and Jiang Xinran's injuries.

"Slightly injured, nothing serious."

Yao Yanan answered the old people's worries with a smile. Seeing that the old people let go of their worries, she went on to tell everyone about Wen Siqi's plan.

"Take it back?" Han Tang's brows tightened, "You will be sentenced to jail."

"No, she was acting in self-defense, plus she confessed her mistakes and has a history of mental illness, so she won't go in at all." Ye Yajie vowed, "Besides, there are people behind her who can help her get rid of the crime and clean up her crimes." ..."

"No!" Just halfway through speaking, Ye Yajie's immature words interrupted Ye Yajie's smooth talk, "Wrong is wrong, and mistakes cannot be avoided."

"You little brat, don't let the righteousness kill your relatives! Be careful that no one will want you after your mother goes in." Ye Yajie angrily slapped her on the head lightly.

"But my mother said that if you make a mistake, you must bear the punishment brought by the mistake. To avoid punishment is to evade responsibility. It is a bad thing that bad children will do."

The little guy's voice was muffled, obviously he didn't want Wen Siqi to really go in, but the education she received made her unable to say anything to cover up.

Some people smiled knowingly, some sighed helplessly with heavy faces, Ye Yajie slapped her on the head again.

"Bad kids live a much happier life than you!"

"Who said that your mother should not be held accountable? It's just using legal provisions to provide a reasonable explanation for your mother's behavior, so that she doesn't have to be called a criminal. Why are you so careless!"

Wen Suiyun pursed his lips, leaned against Ye Yajie's arms without saying a word, looked out the door from time to time, thoughts in his eyes were eager to move.

Ye Yajie held her tightly in her arms, and continued to discuss the topic with Yao Yanan and the others.

They didn't say a word, they were all silent.

Han Tang pursed his lips and quickly expressed that she had no objection.

To her, she didn't have any extra emotions about the life and death of that person. Even when she heard that Wen Siqi had killed someone, she was only surprised. After the surprise, there was a fleeting sympathy, and then there was only indifference.

It's not because of ruthlessness, but because Wen Siqi is more worthy of Han Tang's attention than that person.

One is a stranger who has the intention of attacking himself, and the other is a person who always helps and takes care of himself, and does his best to solve their problems. It is clear at a glance who is biased.

Furthermore, Wen Siqi didn't intend to kill the other party, and she didn't hide her actions, but she just added another box of ashes, so there's nothing to be afraid of.

After Han Tang made his statement, Lin Jianfei also expressed that he had no objection.

Although she was shocked by the news of Wen Siqi's murder, it was just a mistake in desperation, which is understandable.

Furthermore, he also didn't have much affection for that person, only a feeling of sympathy.

He did not comment on Wen Siqi's idea of ​​taking that person's ashes back, and was prepared to defend him in the future.

Afterwards, Mu Jie also agreed. She is the person most likely to have an opinion here, but she agreed very readily.

Ye Yajie saw that after Yao Yanan nodded, she looked at the ashes in the corner for a while before nodding in agreement.

Obviously, Mu Jie didn't want that person's ashes to be placed next to Zhao Guoming.

Thinking about it, no one wants to let the ashes of the person who killed their relatives be placed next to their relatives, but there is really no room in the house for his ashes.

Two of the four corners of the wall were on their sleeping side, and the ghosts were willing to put human ashes on their bedsides.In the remaining two corners, Zhao Guoming's ashes are placed in one, and firewood is piled in the other.

Ye Yajie glanced at the woodpile, there was barely room.

With a click, Ye Yajie turned her head and saw the old man pushing the old lady to call her.

The old lady understood it, got up and brought up several baskets placed in the corner, and also brought a clay pot that was as wide as an arm, which meant that it was obvious.

Lin Jianfei got up immediately, grabbed two panniers from the old lady's hand and hung them on his right shoulder.

Oh, it's over.

Ye Yajie tightened her arms, ready to move.

……

The waves beat against the rocks, and the splashed water sparkled dazzlingly, as if trying to compete with the sparkling light in the distance.

Jiang Xinran raised her hand to block the reflected light, her eyes fixed on the floating figure under the sea.

She gripped the hemp rope tightly in her hand.

Wen Siqi went to calm down, this time Jiang Xinran didn't stop her, that strange yet familiar smile reappeared at the moment she wanted to stop her, making her give up the idea of ​​stopping, just took the hemp rope on the raft before Wen Siqi went into the water, tied it to each other's waists.

Recalling the smile I saw under the shade of the tree, I couldn't help but think of the half smile I saw in the clubhouse a few months ago. The two smiles alternated, alternated, and alternated until they overlapped...

At the moment of overlapping, Jiang Xinran suddenly understood where the strangeness she saw at that time came from.

It's not that the hatred can't be integrated into the weirdness shown in the gentle smile, but that Wen Siqi's own pain, hatred, hesitation, and the pleasure, relief, bewilderment, and apology for implicating the innocent are incompatible with each other. The struggle between reason and selfishness makes the smile give people a strange feeling.

The more I think about it, the more obvious the struggle I saw but ignored, the more faint the strangeness lingering on the smile, and gradually, only the throbbing of being teased remains in my heart.

Sympathy?

Lowering your head, the beautiful shadow in the water is like the moon falling into the river and sea, as if it is out of reach.

Jiang Xinran pulled the rope, and from time to time met a pair of clear eyes.

Wen Suiyun and Wen Siqi are so similar that it is almost impossible to find the shadow of the second person. Comparing Wen Suiyun's childhood photos with Wen Suiyun, they are simply Wen Siqi's clone.

Especially those eyes, if it weren't for the melancholy that Wen Siqi couldn't find in her eyes, if it wasn't for the innocence that Wen Siqi lacked in her eyes, they would be the same pair of eyes.

Normally, Jiang Xinran would prefer Wen Suiyun, who seems to have all the beautiful eyes in this world, rather than Wen Siqi.

But now, my heart is partial to the warmth that hides the sadness in front of my eyes.

"It's time to come up."

After a moment of immersion, Jiang Xinran yelled into the water. The waves were so loud that her voice was easily overwhelmed.

Wen Siqi was indifferent, wondering if she had heard.

It doesn't matter if it's there or not, Jiang Xinran grasped the small raised piece of the rock with one hand, and reached into the sea with the other.

Through the water, Wen Siqi saw two thin lips slightly open, as if to say: hold on.

Grab... her hand?

Jiang Xinran's hands are beautiful, with slender and picturesque fingers. The hands are like catkins and the skin is like fat. These hands are irresistible to both men and women, even if they are scarred now.

Wen Siqi was also one of them, subconsciously she stretched out her hand...

catch her.

Catch her fast!

Just grab it and it'll be all right.

It's all good...

No noise can be heard underwater, but there is a sound coming from all directions as if mixed in the water.

It clamors, it urges, it is eager...

In such eagerness, Wen Siqi touched it, and the tip of the middle finger was lightly pressed together, and the softness different from water surged from the fingertips to the whole body with lightning speed.

Like an electric shock, the touching hand suddenly dropped, grabbing the hemp rope connecting each other.

You do not deserve!

With a slight effort, there was a sound of water breaking in the tide, Wen Siqi floated up in the water, and the sea water ticked along with her body.

The middle finger touches lightly, and there is still a lingering feeling of the brushed touch, and even the momentary resistance is clearly recalled in front of my eyes.

Wen Siqi was resisting, resisting herself.Jiang Xinran recalled the self-loathing she saw last night.

When she regained her senses, the resistance could no longer be found on that face. She was calm again, looked at her calmly, untied the hemp rope around her waist calmly, and said to her politely:

"Thank you, Miss Jiang."

For some reason, Jiang Xinran felt disgusted with this thank you. She looked deeply at Wen Siqi's gentle smile, and couldn't help frowning.

Fake, too fake, the whole face from forehead to chin is like a false mask, the mask is smiling, dutifully smiling, but the face hidden behind the mask is doing the opposite, making the smile give people a Uncomfortable falsehood.

"Don't laugh if you don't want to laugh, it's fake."

She lowered her head and untied the hemp rope around her waist, and said in a cold tone as if she was expressing her dissatisfaction, she jumped into the water without looking back, and went back to the shore.

Seeing the back of Jiang Xinran walking away, Wen Siqi held back her smile, lowered her head and looked at her hands, she tried to laugh again, but tears filled her eyes.

If you can smile from the bottom of your heart, who is willing to put on a clown mask, dance and dance to tease the smiles of the viewers, and bring yourself a humble satisfaction.

But, I can’t laugh, the audience is all present, and the protagonist on the stage can’t smile, so isn’t this play a tragedy?

Wen Siqi doesn't like tragedies, but now she can't laugh anymore. In this way, she can put on a mask and pretend to be a clown to bring laughter to the audience, and also present herself with a beauty that lasts, whether it's a false beauty or a short-lived beauty. .

Taking a deep breath to suppress the negative emotions, Wen Siqi smiled again and walked ashore.

Except for Mu Jie who had a broken bone, the old man who was twisted to the waist, and Han Tang who was dragging his stomach, everyone in the wooden house came. Wen Suiyun, who was caught by Ye Yajie, also came back, followed by Ye Yajie who was staring.

As soon as she saw Wen Siqi and Jiang Xinran, the old lady hurriedly stepped forward to take a look. After seeing that they were safe and sound, the old lady breathed a sigh of relief, and then blamed and comforted them.

Wen Siqi agreed and comforted her with a good voice, with a light smile, and a little happiness, fear and sorrow that could be seen between her brows, perfectly interpreting a strange Wen Siqi.

Jiang Xinran watched coldly until Ye Yajie sneaked closer.

"Xinxin, she just went into the water to fish? Why did she get wet after a while?"

"I went to wash my hands. She accidentally slipped and fell into the water."

Glancing at Wen Suiyun who was forcibly pulled over by Ye Yajie, Jiang Xinran lied.

The lie was full of loopholes, Ye Yajie didn't believe it, looked at the hemp rope in Jiang Xinran's hand, and snapped her middle finger at her.

Who washes their hands with hemp rope?Moreover, half of the hemp rope was wet, obviously it had been soaked in water, it was really easy to fool her when she was a seven-year-old child.

Believe in you!

Secretly slandering, Ye Yajie used the excuse of being afraid of the corpse, and dragged Wen Suiyun to the shade of the trees on the other side of the path, watching Lin Jianfei, Yao Yanan, and Wang Zhenzhen look at the corpse through several trees, and could hear them talking about the incinerator from time to time. discuss.Afterwards, Wen Siqi and Jiang Xinran, who appeased the old lady, also participated in the discussion.

Yu Yu had experience in incineration before, and after a short discussion, the group split up.

Wen Siqi, Jiang Xinran, and Lin Jianfei went to dig soil by the river, while Wang Zhenzhen, the old lady, Ye Yajie and Wen Suiyun, the editor-in-chief of Yao Yanan, chopped and moved firewood. They started burning charcoal and building an incinerator in the evening when the temperature on the island dropped.

"Thank you."