Chapter 72 Chapter 72 Si Qi’s injuries were not...
Si Qi's injuries weren't serious. She'd isolated a space before the massacre began, shielding herself and Si Ruxu. So after arriving at the hospital, she only received a simple bandage and returned home.
Si Ruxu walked her to the door of her home. She looked at the house in front of her, which did not seem so shabby. For a moment, her last memory was her mother's arm hanging down when she died.
She placed her hand on the doorbell but was hesitant to press it.
Si Ruxu, who was standing by, pressed the phone for her. A strange voice came from inside the door. A few seconds later, the door opened. A woman poked her head out and narrowed her eyes when she saw Si Ruxu.
Si Qi was stunned, looking at the face in front of him that was extremely similar to his own. The woman looked at her dazed expression, and her eyes fell on the wound on her body, and she frowned slightly.
"What's wrong with you, kid? You've been so fierce since you were little, but you can't take care of yourself. What are you standing there for? Hurry up and bring little Si in." She greeted Si Qi for a few words, turned around and gave Si Ruxu a gentle, appreciative smile.
It can be seen that she is really satisfied with Si Ruxu as her daughter-in-law.
"Really? I asked this kid to bring you back for dinner a long time ago, but he kept saying he was busy. I wonder what he's hiding from such a beautiful girl."
On the sofa, her familiar mother was sitting in a red dress, holding a bowl of fruit in her hand and chewing one in her mouth. Her casual eyes lit up when she saw Si Ruxu.
"Oh, he finally brought his wife back. She's even prettier in person than in the photo."
Si Qi was pulled in by the woman who looked very much like her. Her eyes swept around the room and finally fell on the newest photo on the coffee table.
She looked at the line of small words below the photo: Chi Qian, Si Qi, Si Heng.
It was a family photo. The woman in the photo was called Si Heng, another mother she had never met. Si Qi suddenly remembered something. She had accidentally found a tattered newspaper by her mother's bedside. The passerby who died in the riot seemed to be called Si Heng.
It turns out that she had a family.
She lowered her eyes, a tear falling from her sore eyes, which she quickly wiped away. Si Heng and Chi Qian were busy in the kitchen, heating up the dishes. They had been delayed for some time going to the hospital, and the food they had already prepared had gone cold.
There were hesitant footsteps behind him: "Si Qi."
Si Ruxu's voice was very soft. She stopped a few steps behind Si Qi and said, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Or do you think it's too soon for us to get married?"
Si Qi turned around and looked at Si Ruxu, who was a few steps away from her, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes: "I thought you would come up and hug me."
It was not too early, if they had not separated, then it was indeed time for them to get married. Knowing each other well, loving each other, they had walked through the most difficult, most innocent, most naive, and most easily separated years.
Si Ruxu had barely raised her hand when Si Qi strode over and hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his flesh and blood.
Si Ruxu's hand paused in mid-air, and finally slowly placed on Si Qi's back, patting her gently like coaxing a child.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here. We won't be separated. We are going to get married, right?" Si Qi paused, but did not let go.
Until Chi Qian came out with the food and teased softly: "Didn't you two say that you were secretly together in high school? How come after so many years, you are still so sick of each other."
Later, Si Heng responded with a smile in his eyes: "It's a good thing for young people to have a good relationship. That way they can live together for a long time, just like us."
The meal was eaten very slowly. At this time when Si Heng was still alive, although Si Qi's family was not rich, she had a lot of love, would not go hungry, did not need to find a part-time job in the middle of the night, and did not need to open the door to clean up her drunk mother.
Chi Qian would ask her how she met Si Ruxu in high school, how they got together, and why she hid it from even her mom and dad.
With red eyes, she looked at Chi Qian and answered question after question. This was the closest distance she had ever been to Chi Qian since she became an adult. She had never shared anything with Chi Qian.
Her mother was always by her side, but she was absent from her entire childhood.
Si Ruxu and her mother had been discussing the matter of marriage. She sat aside and ate quietly, listening to them discuss how many tables of guests to invite and where to hold the wedding.
They are like a real family.
At night, Si Qi followed Si Ruxu to the room her mother had specially prepared for them. Delicate roses were placed on the bright red bedsheets. There were even condoms thoughtfully prepared by the bedside.
Si Ruxu sat on the edge of the bed with a slightly red face. She was wearing the silk pajamas prepared for her by Chi Qian and Si Heng. She deliberately did not button the top button. At this time, the pajamas hung loosely on her body, and a large area of her snow-white skin was exposed to the air.
Si Qi leaned against the bed. She didn't move, just sat there, looking at Si Ruxu with eyes that were very heavy, like a pool of deep water, but without the slightest emotion or desire.
But Si Ruxu seemed not to notice her abnormality and took the initiative to walk forward.
Si Qi stood up and was about to turn off the dim light on the bedside, but a pair of warm hands came from behind her. The hands hugged her waist, and even the skin on her waist felt slightly hot.
She finally turned around and looked straight into those amber eyes. Between their intertwined breaths, there were two beating hearts.
Si Qi lost strength at her feet and fell to the edge of the bed, so Si Ruxu took the opportunity to sit on her legs.
Her pajamas were half-fallen at this time, and her slightly curly long hair fell on her collarbone, soft and wet.
Just as their lips were about to touch, Si Qi turned his head away.
"What's wrong?" Si Ruxu's voice was slightly breathless. She turned her head to the side, and mist was lingering in her blurry eyes.
"Didn't you ask me...did I introduce you to my mother? Then why do you seem to know that they know you?"
Si Ruxu's eyes flickered, and her thick eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a small shadow on her eyelids, making it difficult to see her expression clearly.
She raised her eyes, finally revealing the hint of blood in her amber eyes. All the softness and moisture disappeared in an instant, leaving only a cold and indifferent gaze.
She parted her thin lips slightly, with a touch of refreshing red.
"Is this important?"
Si Qi looked at her, and also saw the perfect hint of doubt and confusion in her eyes. The ambient light in the room was still ambiguous, and the curtains beside the bed could not block the bright moonlight, and some moonlight leaked in, swaying.
“Very important.”
Si Qi finally found his voice.
This is important, as important as her life.
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