Feng Yijia saw that the person on his body raised his head but did not take the next step. He thought that he was still confused because of drunkenness, so he reached out and pushed hard, trying to push the person off him.
Meng Sheng was pushed unexpectedly and his whole body shook, but this time he completely came back to his senses.
Noticing the unusual warmth and softness under his hand, he lowered his head and noticed his ambiguous posture as if he was taking advantage of someone. He raised his hand subconsciously, and the large area of snow-white skin with red marks intersecting in the dim light caught his eyes again.
Even in such a chaotic scene, Meng Sheng, who had been single for decades, felt a little flushed on his face.
He lifted his butt from the ground without leaving any trace and moved backwards, only getting up when he was a little further away from Feng Yi's house.
But at least he was not a shy young man in his twenties. Meng Sheng quickly calmed down and thought about his current situation.
Now that he woke up early, this woman no longer had the horrible bloody hole in her head that he remembered deeply, and she hadn't turned into a cold corpse yet. Everything was different from her previous life.
Listening to the unclear voices coming from afar, Meng Sheng knew that it was the person who had ruined his life and taken his life.
However, after a tragic death, he became more cautious.
He clenched his fists tightly, took a deep breath, and suppressed the hatred that was surging in his heart.
After a quick weighing of the pros and cons, Meng Sheng looked at the disheveled, disheveled woman who had already sat up and asked, "Do you want me to carry you out of here?"
"Yes, thank you!"
Although there was no fatal man-made wound on his head, he had also suffered serious injuries and scratches on other parts of his body after falling from the cliff. It was difficult for him to get up. Feng Yijia had no time to take revenge at this time and only wanted to leave to save his life.
Upon hearing this, Meng Sheng squatted down, carried the person on his back and quickly left here, heading towards the village from another path.
As they got farther away, the faint voices of the two men completely disappeared from their ears. They were probably searching carefully for people or corpses at the bottom of the cliff.
Meng Sheng's heart, which was surging with hatred, also calmed down.
Only then did he realize something was wrong. The clothes on his back began to become sticky and wet. Besides the faint smell of alcohol, there was also a familiar fishy and sweet smell in the air, which became stronger and stronger. He couldn't help but ask the person on his back, "How are your injuries?"
Hearing this, Feng Yijia, who was lying on the man's back, feeling dizzy and cold, inexplicably recalled something that Doctor Zhang said after examining his body decades ago.
"In addition to the fatal blunt force trauma to the head, there were also serious scratches on the waist, shoulder and left leg, which were long and deep.
Although there were no serious injuries, prolonged blood loss could have been a contributing factor to the death.”
Of course, she couldn't say that right now, as she was afraid that she would be left behind.
He cheered up and replied, "Not bad!"
After that, he subconsciously added: "Don't worry, you won't die!"
Meng Sheng thought the latter part of the sentence was a bit strange, but he didn't think much about it. He thought that it wasn't all out of kindness that he took the initiative to carry people away. Thinking of his own purpose, he asked as he walked, "How do you plan to deal with the Meng Yun brothers?"
Feng Yijia's eyes widened slightly when he heard this. A somewhat outrageous idea emerged in his mind. He ignored the pain and discomfort in his body. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Did you recognize their voices?"
Meng Sheng hadn't carefully distinguished the person's voice just now. After hearing this, he nodded casually as a response.
Seeing this, Feng Yijia was unsure and tried again: "How do you think I should deal with them?"
Meng Sheng's eyes were darker than the forest before dark, and he replied in a deep voice, "You're fine now. Their family has backers, so it won't matter if we make a big fuss or call the police.
If we want to deal with them, we have to take a long-term approach!"
Feng Yijia didn't know whether she should be happy or not?
She must have found half a companion!
Regardless of the content of the sentence, just from the word "solve", she could hear a sense of chewing up one's life.
Mengjia Village is not big, and there are not many people of the same age group. Feng Yijia grew up in the village since he was a child. Even though he didn't play with them much, he knew them very well.
The two brothers Meng Sheng and Meng Yun are not only cousins from different families, but they have also had a good relationship since childhood.
It's unlikely that this would be the reaction if it was just for one's own sake.
His emotions were fluctuating, and he casually agreed: "Okay, I'll listen to you. Let's work it out!"
"we?"
Meng Sheng chewed on these two words, his pupils shrinking slightly as he thought of his incredible experience. He simply found a rock on the side of the road to put the man down, staring at him and asking, "Don't you suspect that I'm on the side of the Meng Yun brothers, deceiving you to buy time so they can find a way to settle things?"
After all, no matter how you look at it, their relationship is closer than with the woman in front of him.
In the woods, it was too dark to make out each other's facial expressions, but Feng Yijia had no intention of hiding anything from this unfortunate man with whom he was deeply involved. He replied, "Of course I don't doubt it, because like you, I've also been reborn!"
Meng Sheng was confused for a moment, then realized that the person opposite him in his previous life had died decades earlier than him. Inexplicably, he felt cold all over in the hot summer, and goose bumps appeared on his arms.
There was something wrong with Feng Yijia's eyes when he looked at her again.
Then he remembered that he had died once, and he should not be afraid of others when he is only fifty steps away. Then he calmed himself down and continued to carry the person to the village.
However, my three views, which were already somewhat shaky, were completely shattered.
For a moment, he lost the desire to continue to persuade others to join him in defeating his enemy. He just shut up and walked away.
Feng Yijia, however, forced himself to cheer up and spoke again: "Although your bad life in your previous life was caused by me, I don't think you should blame me.
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