Chapter 28 Come closer, come into my arms
The road on the mountain is rugged, overgrown with weeds and extremely steep.
Meng Shiyi and he rolled down the mountain for a distance. The ground was uneven, and sharp stones would poke their backs from time to time. It felt like being hit hard by a fist, and their internal organs felt like they were about to burst with pain.
The world was spinning.
She curled up in pain, her eyes red, and trembling as she held back her tears.
Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
The man didn't feel much better either, and fell to the ground in a mess.
He hurriedly got up, his eyes flashing with ferocity, and reached out to grab Meng Shiyi. His face was distorted with anger.
"Damn it, you dare to play tricks on me, right?"
He pounced on her like a wild dog.
Meng Shiyi stood up and hit him on the forehead with a sharp stone without hesitation.
The movements were smooth and there was no drag.
With a "bang" sound!
The man fainted from the pain, blood slowly flowing from his forehead...
Meng Shiyi had no strength left. She was breathing slightly and felt exhausted all over.
She is not so weak that she cannot resist at all.
Meng Huaili once taught her many self-defense skills so that she could save herself in times of danger.
I didn’t expect it to come in handy now.
Meng Shiyi's eyes felt a little sore.
She looked up at the mountain. It was tilted at a steep angle and the mud and rocks were loose. It was easy to roll down, but it was impossible to climb back up.
She couldn't find the phone, so she searched the man's body for his phone to call the police, but still found nothing.
The sky gradually darkened and the mountains were silent.
Meng Shiyi shouted towards the mountain several times, but the only response she got was a faint wind.
"Click"
A few raindrops fell on the leaves nearby, gradually sliding to the ground with a very light sound.
Meng Shiyi suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.
In the distance, amidst the dense night, heavy black clouds pressed down continuously, like balls of dark ink, oppressive and terrifying, as if they were about to swallow up the entire mountain...
He Xilou leaned against the tree trunk, looking lazy and dignified, with a hint of scarlet on his bony fingertips, and a tiny firelight flickered in the night.
His eyes were half closed, dark and gloomy, and he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke from his lips.
The sharp and handsome profile is gradually blurred by the swirling bluish-white smoke, adding a touch of decadent and hazy beauty.
After a long time, the smoke dissipated.
He Xilou put out his cigarette and walked back slowly. Suddenly, he stopped.
There was a reflective object near the grass.
Looks familiar.
He Xilou narrowed his eyes slightly and walked over.
If I remember correctly, this is Meng Shiyi's cell phone, with a shiny silver bow on the case.
There was also a towel next to it, which had a faint smell of drugs...
The rain suddenly got heavier and heavier, hitting the muddy ground with a "crackling" sound, stirring up countless splashes of water.
The mountains in the distance became blurred in the heavy rain, as if they were about to be submerged.
The mountain roads were soaked by heavy rain, and the soil was soft, sticky, and muddy.
Meng Shiyi was completely soaked and her steps were extremely heavy.
She wanted to find a place to shelter from the rain, so she walked farther and farther, and deeper and deeper into the water.
I had no sense of direction at all, no idea where I was or how long I had been walking.
“Bang!”
She stepped on the slippery mud, her body suddenly tilted, and she fell heavily to the ground, her knees hitting the stone.
The pain is a bit numb.
Meng Shiyi's eyelids drooped, her vision gradually became blurred, her whole body was enveloped by a feeling of powerlessness and fear, and she could hardly struggle.
She bit her lower lip, stubborn and forbearing, and tried to get up and continue walking.
Coupled with the pungent smell on the towel, her consciousness became somewhat scattered and difficult to focus.
Sheng Wan and her brother will probably notice that she is missing and will definitely come looking for her.
She really, really couldn't hold on any longer.
I'm so tired and want to sleep...
In a flash, footsteps were heard, making an unusual sound as they stepped on leaves.
Thrilling and terrifying.
An alarm instantly sounded in Meng Shiyi's mind, and her brain immediately became clear.
She froze in place, her fingers trembling slightly. She squatted down and hid behind a tree, covering her mouth and not daring to make any sound.
Next second.
A shadow descended from behind her head, completely covering her.
Meng Shiyi's mind went blank and her heart was pounding.
She turned her head suddenly and her pupils shrank suddenly.
He Xilou's handsome face suddenly appeared in front of her.
The man's narrow and long eyes were very bewitching, and his messy hair fell casually on his forehead, making his whole face more bewitching, ruffian and unruly, making people unable to take their eyes away.
"Don't be afraid, it's me."
He Xilou moved the umbrella above her head and spoke in a low, hoarse, teasing voice.
Meng Shiyi was stunned for a moment, her heart finally settled down, her throat aching: "You..."
She blinked a few times to confirm that this was not an illusion, and suddenly a sour feeling appeared on the tip of her nose:
"Why are you here?"
It's like a dream.
He Xilou leaned over and rubbed her head casually, his tone nonchalant, yet seemed to be comforting her:
"I'm coming to see you, my poetic sister~"
The bewitching voice passed through Meng Shiyi's eardrums and echoed in her mind over and over again.
Her heart was like a lake blown by a sudden gust of wind, rippling in circles that could not calm down for a long time.
He Xilou looked at her carefully, and seemed to sense something was wrong. He frowned and asked, "Did you smell the drug?"
Meng Shiyi reacted a little slowly and nodded slightly.
Fortunately, she hadn't smelled it for long, and now she was just a little sleepy and dizzy. After a while, the drug's effect should be completely released...
He Xilou held an umbrella and glanced at her with his dark eyes.
Meng Shiyi's jacket was soaked by the rain, clinging to her skin. The pure white fabric was stained with brown mud, and even her hair was a little muddy.
Her clear eyes were filled with a layer of moist mist, and her face was very pale.
A few wet black hairs revealed a faint sense of brokenness, which was very touching.
He Xilou rolled his Adam's apple, his eyes became deep and thick, and he raised his hand to wipe away a small piece of mud on her face:
"Let's find a place to shelter from the rain first."
"Okay..." Meng Shiyi felt very cold from the rain, her whole body shrank, and her eyelashes kept trembling.
The rain was pouring down, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the soil as fast and violently as steel balls.
He Xilou had picked up a transparent umbrella from somewhere before. It was so small that it was obviously difficult for two people to hold it up.
Meng Shiyi followed his steps hesitantly.
Suddenly, she was caught off guard by a hot and familiar atmosphere.
Through two layers of cloth, He Xilou's arm hugged her shoulders, pulling them close to the man's strong chest.
Meng Shiyi's breathing stagnated slightly and her body stiffened for a moment.
Suddenly, it was as if streams of boiling water were flowing from the tip of Meng Shiyi's heart to every part of her body.
He Xilou's seductive voice, mixed with the "patter" sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella, slowly drifted into her ears:
"Come closer, into my arms..."
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