Chapter 49 Escape

Behind the door, Chen Shiyi knelt on the ground, his whole body leaning to one side, his face covered with tears and his eyes red.

A hand reached out to grab Chen Shiyi's waist.

Chen Shiyi used his hands and feet to swing and beat.

"Get away and don't touch me."

Wen Zhiheng let her hit him, his voice hoarse.

"Don't be afraid, Eleven. I won't touch you."

He just hugged Eleven gently, buried his head in her shoulder, and kept whispering.

"Don't be afraid..."

I don’t know how long Chen Shiyi fought, but he gradually ran out of strength.

Wen Zhiheng waited until she calmed down before he breathed a sigh of relief. A stream of fishy, ​​sweet blood spurted out of his throat.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and then spoke to Chen Shiyi in a seemingly gentle manner.

"Okay, I'm not afraid anymore. Jin'er is really big, like a calf."

Chen Shiyi took advantage of his laxity and suddenly pushed away the restraints of his hands, huddled in the corner, looked at him vigilantly, and held his hands in a defensive position.

Wen Zhiheng felt like his whole body was burning with fire at this moment. When he saw Chen Shiyi, he felt that she could calm him down. However, his remaining rationality told him that if he touched Chen Shiyi, he would lose her forever.

He took out a bamboo dagger from the wooden frame at the head of the bed and threw it to Chen Shiyi.

"If I'm not sober, you can stab me with this."

Chen Shiyi quickly picked up the dagger on the ground, still staring at Wen Zhiheng vigilantly.

Wen Zhiheng chuckled.

"Eleven, you have to remember that even if I die, I will not hurt you in the slightest."

His scarlet eyes were filled with drunkenness, and he fell to the ground in a trance.

Later, he didn't know what happened. When he opened his eyes again, it was daybreak.

He was in pain all over, with bruises all over his shoulders and neck.

He remembered that the last time he was conscious he was standing in front of the window, but now he was lying on the bed, covered with bedding.

He got up in a hurry and saw Chen Shiyi huddled in a corner with a dagger in his hand. His eyes were dark and bright, and full of bloodshot. His hair was disheveled, his lips were chapped, and his face was as pale as paper.

"eleven."

Chen Shiyi's voice was hoarse.

"Hurry up and get them to open the door."

Before Wen Zhiheng could say anything, the locked door creaked open.

Chen Shiyi rushed out like an arrow.

She ran forward desperately, not caring about the people behind her shouting at her, calling her name.

Wen Zhiheng put on his clothes and hurriedly chased in the direction where Chen Shiyi left.

Mrs. Wen took the opportunity to grab Wen Zhiheng.

"Are you feeling better?"

Wen Zhiheng hurriedly chased after Chen Shiyi, as he was afraid that something might happen to her.

"Mom, look at what you have done!"

"You still have injuries on your body. What a sin."

Wen Zhiheng chased her all the way to the town, even to Changning Street, but he didn't see her.

He hurriedly asked Aunt Zhao beside him.

"Excuse me, has Chen Shiyi arrived yet?"

Aunt Zhao shook her head in confusion.

"Usually she would have arrived long ago, but I didn't see her today. She is not the kind of person who would be lazy."

Wen Zhiheng was very upset. She was unfamiliar with the place, so where could she go?

Pei Luoshu, who had been anxiously standing by, guessed that something must have happened to Chen Shiyi when he saw Chen Shiyi's eldest son coming to look for her.

In an instant, he stood up, picked up the things on the table and was about to go back.

Wen Zhiheng glanced at the busy Pei Luoshu and remembered that Chen Shiyi had mentioned this scholar.

"Brother, may I ask who do you know that Chen Shiyi usually associates with?"

Pei Luoshu said coldly.

"This young man is really funny. Why did your family come to ask me?"

"Don't worry, brother. My eleventh son has told me about you, so I am asking you this."

Aunt Zhao next to her became enthusiastic.

"Who are you, Eleven?"

"I am her eldest son."

"Oh, oh, Eleven is very well behaved. She usually stays in Changning Street and rarely interacts with others. If she does interact with others, it's just us. No one saw her today."

Wen Zhiheng bowed with both hands.

"Thank you, Auntie. If you see Chen Shiyi, please tell her to come home."

Having said that, he turned and ran away.

When Pei Luoshu returned home, his mother was very surprised to see what was happening.

I finally got by peacefully for a while, so what?

"Eleven is missing. I want to go find her."

Mother Pei was shocked.

"Is she in danger?"

"It's not clear yet. Her master came out to look for her. I guess she ran away because of a conflict with her master."

"This child has always been kind..."

"Yes, she has always been kind-hearted. She would not do anything extreme unless others provoke her. I guess she must have suffered a great injustice."

Pei Luoshu picked up a water bag, wrapped a steamed bun, and hurried out.

"Mom, if she comes, remember to keep her."

He ran to Xue Lianxing's house.

"Didn't Eleven come to see you?"

Xue Lianxing was confused.

"She didn't come. What happened to her?"

"She's gone."

"Why did you disappear for no reason?"

Pei Luoshu picked up his foot and walked out. He searched every street in the town, thinking about every little thing they had with her. Where could she be now?

If she has been wronged, why doesn't she come to me?

I guess I'm not strong enough and can't help in any way.

He was passing by the Flower Street in a hurry, and suddenly thought of something she had mentioned to him casually.

She should be there.

We passed through the dense forest of Ping'an Town, with thorns and branches growing everywhere. All we could hear along the way were the mournful cries of crows. The chilly mountain breeze blew past, and there was an eerie silence.

He pushed aside layer after layer of obstacles and finally got here.

Mass burial mound.

He had heard from Chen Shiyi that she had buried a good friend here with her own hands.

He searched for a long time in the mass grave before he found Chen Shiyi, who was as thin as a cat, curled up under a big tree.

Pei Luoshu's eyes turned red as he watched.

He called softly.

"eleven."

Hearing the sound, Chen Shiyi jumped up from the ground like a frightened bird, and picked up the dagger in a defensive posture.

Those beautiful eyes were now bloodshot and broken, and the whole person looked like a hunted beast, helpless and confused.

Pei Luoshu comforted her gently.

"Eleven, I'm A Luo."

After a long time, Chen Shiyi's hoarse voice was heard.

"Is it A-Luo who gave me the little bamboo lantern?"

"yes."

Chen Shiyi let down his guard, but still did not allow Pei Luoshu to get too close.

Pei Luoshu stood about ten feet away from Chen Shiyi and reached out his hand to hand her the warm steamed bun and water bag in his arms.

"You must be hungry. Eat something first. I still have some money left for the medicine. I'll take you to eat some Yangchun noodles at Yipintang."

She trembled as she took the steamed bun and water from Pei Luoshu's hand. When Pei Luoshu was about to take a step forward, she stepped back defensively, looked at him vigilantly, and then hid behind the tree and wolfed down the steamed bun.

Pei Luoshu felt extremely distressed when seeing this.

Who was so cruel as to do this to the person he was unwilling to even touch?

I don’t know how much time had passed, Chen Shiyi murmured softly.

"A Luo, I'm tired. Can I trust you?"

Pei Luoshu responded eagerly.

"Don't worry, I'm here and I won't let anyone hurt you."

The next moment, she fell asleep leaning against the tree, with the dagger still tightly held in her hand.

Chen Shiyi slept very uneasily. She kept dreaming of all kinds of wild beasts biting her. She kept trying to break free, but she couldn't escape. Her body was in so much pain. Suddenly, she dreamed of the bamboo forest. The faint fragrance of the green bamboo enveloped her and drove away all her fears, leaving only peace and tranquility.

When she woke up, she was covered with a deep blue robe. It turned out that this was the green bamboo fragrance in her dream.

Not far away, Pei Luoshu, wearing only a white middle coat, sat coldly, his eyes staring quietly outside the woods.