Chapter 326 No Doubt
Song Ci was stunned for a moment, then frowned. Could it be that Lin Huo was seriously ill? Otherwise, why would his servant be so happy?
"Take me there quickly."
The servant looked at her awkwardly, "It's just..."
"Just something."
"Miss Song, you should go into the house and see for yourself."
When she reached Lin Huo's door, it wouldn't open. She tried again and said, "The door is blocked from the inside. Tian'er, just kick it open."
The servant stared with wide eyes as Tian'er kicked the door open. The room was filled with smoke and even flames.
He realized something was wrong and ran forward like crazy, shouting, "Master! What are you doing?"
He ran into the house, covered his mouth and nose, and saw Lin Huo's eyes were bloodshot. He threw a pile of books and the papers he had copied into the fire like a madman.
"Sir, these are your most precious things, why did you burn them!" He stretched out his hand to stop him, but was pushed away by Lin Huo with a slap. Song Ci then hugged Lin Huo from behind. The two were in a stalemate, and Song Ci walked into the house.
"Bring some water."
Wanxiang was stunned for a moment, "Miss, are you talking about well water?"
"If he's not cold, how can he be awake?"
Tian'er was quick on her feet. She took a few steps to get the well water, raised her hand and poured it towards Lin Huo and the fire. The sound of "sizzling" continued to be heard when water and fire came into contact, and the smoke turned into water mist.
Lin Huo's eyes turned angry and he looked over here. When he saw Song Ci, his eyes became clearer.
"It's you."
"What are you crazy about! Uncle Lin is worried about you, my brother and my whole family are worried about you, and you lock yourself in the room. What are you doing?" Song Ci scolded angrily.
Lin Huo was stunned for a moment, but before he could say anything, he saw Song Ci start coughing. The smoke entered her throat, and her cheeks turned red from coughing, and tears appeared on her eyelashes.
"Get out quickly." He didn't bother to speak, walked a few steps to Song Ci, pulled her out.
It started snowing outside the house at some point, and the snow was flying heavily. Song Ci was wearing a blue cloak, but Lin Huo was only wearing a white inner garment. Standing in the snow, people couldn't see his eyes clearly.
"Do you know how dangerous that kind of person was?"
"Know."
"You still do it even though you know it."
Facing her angry rebuke, Lin Huo suddenly burst into laughter, like a child who had done something wrong, and fell backwards into the white snow.
His cheeks were pale, and tears began to flow as he laughed. The tears kept falling, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
"Young Master!" The servant rushed over crying and covered his body with his cloak.
Song Ci was surprised to find that Lin Huo had lost a lot of weight and was extremely thin.
"Don't worry about me. I've worked so hard until now, read so many books by sages, but I can't retain anything. What's the point of all my efforts?"
"Of course it makes sense, have you forgotten your ambition?"
Lin Huo stared at her with bloodshot eyes, "I haven't forgotten, but my ambition is you! I want to protect you and help you, but now you want to marry into the Pei family, marry Pei Ji."
The yard was dead silent. Uncle Lin, who was not far away, paused, turned around, walked towards the door, and locked it tightly.
"You haven't let it go yet."
"This has become my obsession. When I saw you send me the knee pads, I thought, I thought... you still had me in your heart."
Song Ci moved her mouth and said, "That's not a gift from me."
Lin Huo was stunned. "It's not you."
"Yes." Song Ci said seriously, "Perhaps there are other people and things in this world that are worth cherishing. Lin Huo, don't let me look down on you."
Lin Huo said nothing. The servant stubbornly pressed the hand warmer into his hands. "Sir, as long as you're alive, there's always hope."
His dark eyes brightened and he tightened his grip on the hand warmer.
"Are you volunteering?"
Song Ci immediately said, "That's natural. No one can force me to do something I don't want to do. Do you have anything else to say to me? If you want to persuade me to turn back, forget it. I know exactly what I'm doing, and I know myself very well. If I didn't want to, I wouldn't tell you directly."
Lin Huo nodded, "Okay, I understand."
Song Ci sighed. She couldn't come to the Lin family, or wherever Lin Huo was. She had to make him give up his thoughts, otherwise it would not be good for both of them.
She asked someone to put down the gifts of comfort she had brought today, patted the snow off her cloak, and turned to walk out.
Suddenly, I heard a soft voice behind me, "Song Ci, I can't give up, but I can't keep you either. What should I do..."
The voice was restrained and heartbreaking, causing Song Ci to feel a twitch in her chest. She quickened her pace and walked out.
When I got to the door, I saw Uncle Lin, "Lin Huo has caused trouble for Miss Song."
Song Ci: "Uncle Lin, please take good care of him. He has a bright future and should not be ruined by this."
"Thank you, Miss Song." Uncle Lin's voice was old and hoarse, hiding infinite sadness.
He even regretted that if he hadn't been involved with the Song family, Lin Huo wouldn't have met Miss Song San and wouldn't have felt so bad. But fate was so strange, and perhaps some things could not be avoided.
The door creaked open, and outside the door, a black cloak and a blue robe embroidered with gold edges were revealed, which were complicated and gorgeous. A Lin was holding an umbrella. Pei Ji stared at the door with a pair of cold and long eyes, and only when his eyes met Song Ci's did they show a little more warmth.
"Let's go." He walked forward and gently took Song Ci's hand, leading her out until they got on the carriage.
Song Ci felt a little nervous and guilty. She thought Pei Ji was going to ask something, but he never said anything.
"Have a cup of hot tea. Don't go out if your hands are this cold."
"good."
"Are you hungry? There's a new chef at Zuixianlou. I heard he cooks really well."
"If you're tired, I'll take you home. Your clothes are thin, wear something thicker next time."
He kept rambling on and on, and it was Song Ci's turn to lose his composure, "Why don't you ask me what I'm doing at the Lin family?"
"Then tell me what you are doing here."
Song Ci sighed and told the whole story in detail, without covering up or adding any extraneous information, just telling it as it was.
"Now that it's resolved, don't think too much about it."
I thought Pei Ji would be unhappy, but instead I heard him trying to comfort me. Song Ci felt a pang in her heart, "You trust me so much. Aren't you afraid of me..."
Before she could finish her words, someone covered her mouth. His hand was very gentle, and the scent of cedar lingered on the tip of the Song porcelain pen, which was not offensive.
"I trust you, so I won't ask you. I think I know exactly who you are, and since we're getting married, we naturally have no doubts."
Song Ci looked at him intently, as if trying to discern the truth in his words, but she saw that his eyes were always clear and gentle.
"I will have someone send the betrothal gifts to the Song family soon. However, I'm afraid Madam Pei will play some tricks."
"You already know?"
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