Chapter 147： I'll be with you from now on

The next day the little girl stayed in the small home of Yin Yiliu and Jin Yang, Yin Yiliu coaxed her with a box of small puddings and said her name. Her name was Yan Wen and she was only five years old this year.

After taking a shower, Xiao Yanwen's tousled and tangled hair was immediately smoother, and her hair that was dirty and knotted due to dust also drooped slightly, a little bit more like a little girl, Yin Yiliu flipped through her space The unfinished new clothes that had been hoarded in the supermarket were piled on Yan Wen.

She finally knew why Jin Yang was so keen to buy beautiful clothes for herself when she was a child, because when a cute little Douding wore the little skirt you put on, and stared at you softly with watery eyes and said thank you, No individual can withstand such a crit.

They didn't wait for Yan Yongguo all day, but went to a small shop opened by Yan Yongguo in the market.

The bustling and lively bazaar in the past has not changed because of one young and one missing. Some merchants who peddled the seeds of first- and second-level mutant plants on both sides of the street grabbed Yin Yiliu’s hem. Look at the seeds of these mutant plants. Once you feed one plant, you will win the jackpot!"

The seeds of these mutant plants are not difficult to obtain. They are all dropped from the mutant plants outside the city. Some are because the seeds fall too much, and some are blown by the wind. Those with low evolutionary ability or ordinary people go out to pick them up. , One grade one condensate can be exchanged for a lot.

As long as one seed grows into a mutant plant, the price will be more than ten times higher. Many people expect this seemingly lucrative deal, just like the lottery in the peace era. But if you buy it back, you will find that the growth conditions of these seeds are extremely harsh, and it is almost impossible to raise them manually.

Yin Yi Liu Wanyan refused, and went to the store where she had been to once with Jin Yang.

At this time, no one passed by here. It seems to be deliberately alienated to avoid suspicion. The shop door was smashed with a big hole. Through the hole, you can see the mess inside. All kinds of armor hanging on the wall were thrown on the ground and trampled on. The parts were scattered all over the place, and most of them were secretly taken away by people who watched the show yesterday and fished in troubled waters.

Yan Yongguo seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, without a trace.

Next door to this armor shop is a middle-aged man who sells brown rice pancakes. He seems to be somewhat disabled. His mouth is a bit crooked when speaking. Yin Yiliu and him inquired about the whereabouts of Yan Yongguo. He squeezed his eyes and couldn't speak clearly.

Yin Yiliu had no choice but to discuss with Jin Yang to put Yan Wen in her home first.

At this time, the clouds in the sky gradually became thicker, gradually blocking the sun overhead, and a slight cool wind blew from afar into the alleys of the market. Yin Yiliu heard the people who had stalls looking at the sky in shock. The cloud muttered: "It's not going to rain anymore, right?"

Someone smiled and said disapprovingly: "What do you think, there is no rain in the wasteland era."

What he said is true. The post-apocalyptic fog is like completely draining the water on the earth. In the past three years, Yin Yiliu has not seen rain much. Even if there is rain, it is because the fog is too humid. It became a misty drizzle, and it stopped after a short while.

Although there is no rain, plants can absorb the moisture in the soil in the air to ensure their own moisture. This is the saying that there is no rain in the wasteland era.

Yin Yiliu was blown by the sudden change of the sky, and turned back to Jin Yang next to him and said, "Let’s go home first. It seems that Yan Yongguo is not here. We deducted Wenwen’s news and it’s not counted in Rongcheng. Secret, if he knows it, he will definitely come to find it."

Jin Yang nodded and unbuttoned his cloak silently. He put his body temperature and breath on Yin Yiliu's shoulders, and wrapped the bunny half a head shorter than himself in the cloak. .

The warm canopy was draped over her body, and it was immediately cut off from the cold wind outside. Yin Yiliu's heart warmed and touched Jin Yang's fingertips, and found that his body temperature had not changed because of taking off the canopy. Cold, he held his fingertips backhand.

"Let's go, pick up Wenwen, and then go home quickly."

It is inconvenient for the two of them to go out and walk to bring an eye-catching little girl by their side, but it is also dangerous to put Yan Wen and a little bean in an empty house. Yin Yiliu together, when walking around the empty path Wen sent it to the middle-aged man who had given them a reward and let him take care of it.

Yin Yiliu prides himself on being quite accurate. Although this man looks sleek and cunning, his heart is not bad. In his words, he admires Yan's family and hates Shen Zhiyu. As expected, Yan Wen is taken care of. . Yan Wen was teased and reluctant to leave when she left, and she still had a smile on her face when she waved her hand to say goodbye.

When I first arrived home, a gleaming thunder in the sky suddenly split the entire sky above the earth, and the vast white light leaned down from the distant clouds, and the eyes of the people who were shining for half a second turned pale.

A cold wind seemed to be carried by thunder. Suddenly, the squally wind blew up and blew the broken signs piled on both sides of the street. A small flag on the door of a hotel was raised high by the cold wind, like The catkins without Ping took off the eaves and was instantly swept out of the sky more than ten meters away.

After this thunderbolt fell on the field, Yin Yiliu could hear the exclamation of everyone in the building not far away, and was obviously startled by the huge lightning that had just come.

Where did you see such a big scene in the small town of Rongcheng, as if the sky changed color, and what unpredictable catastrophe was coming.

Several people on both sides of the road who were disapproving also changed their expressions. They were frightened by the white light that covered the sky, and hurriedly packed their things and prepared to drive to their own residence.

"Is that thunder just now? How could there be such a big thunder?!"

"Slot! There won't be any monsters again, right? Go back and avoid it!"

Just after this thunderstorm, the cloud and fog that had originally covered the sun became thicker, and the entire sky was darkened for a while, and there was not a single trace of sunlight that could break through the heavy haze and return to the earth.

The gloomy sky suddenly frightened the young Yan Wen. She unconsciously grabbed the corners of the people around her, and didn't even notice that the brother she was afraid of in the past.

Yin Yiliu keenly heard the little girl's whimper, squatted down and hugged her into the living room, lighting up several self-made lamp tubes in the house.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

She was patting the little girl's back lightly, and suddenly realizing something was wrong, she turned around and looked at the direction behind her eyes.

I saw Jin Yang standing still in place, with a transparent window behind it, and a dark sky was reflected in the room through the window. Standing in such a backlit place, the whole figure seemed to be swallowed by darkness. , It's depressing to breathe.

Yin Yiliu's heart trembled, feeling that something was wrong with Jin Yang. She tentatively yelled, but saw the man raised his eyes slightly to look at herself, with gentle and puzzled expressions in his eyes, "What's the matter?"

His expression was no different from usual. Yin Yiliu thought she had thought too much. She shook her head and said it was nothing, but when she spoke, another thunder that pierced the sky blew up the entire sky.

The thunder was loud this time, and her voice was immediately covered up. Jin Yang could only hit Bunny’s cheek with a single white light, her complexion was pale, and her lips closed and she didn't know what she was talking about.

He couldn't help but walked two steps in the direction of Yin Yiliu, and walked right in front of the woman.

There were ticking sounds gradually outside the window, like the ticking sound of water dripping on the tiles, and Yin Yiliu looked out of the window in surprise.

It's raining.

The big drops of rain fell on the windowsill, and soon a dense rain curtain was formed. The whole world was connected by the rain. In ancient times, there were old people who said that the heavy rain was caused by dragons and fairies. Soaring.

But in today's wasteland era, such a heavy rain is still the first time since the last days.

Outside the window, I can see nothing but the mottled rain marks that are constantly updated.

Yan Wen was so scared that she was finally coaxed to fall asleep by Yin Yiliu, soft nursery rhymes and faint yellow lights came out from the crack of the door, and it was almost impossible to be covered by the sound of rain. Heard.

Jin Yang lay in the darkness, the curtains on the bedside were tightly closed, but the sound of rain outside the window was hard to stop. He carefully distinguished the sound of the rabbit in the next room. It was him in this monotonous rainy night. The only desire.

I don’t know how long his consciousness has gradually become blurred, and Yin Yiliu’s voice has also gradually disappeared. He is like a drowning deer unable to struggle, watching his body sink into the gloomy sea a little bit by himself. The sound of "gurgling" water was buried.

He saw that on a rainy day, in the empty courtyard of Nuo Da, a woman's high-heeled shoes stepped on the mud and walked into a small room that was not too big.

There was only one little boy playing with toys in the room. He raised his face and revealed a delicate and handsome face. He looked ignorantly innocent and looked in the direction of Jin Yang.

Jin Yang shook his heart. He looked blankly at the rain outside the window, and a voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Young Master, Madam is coming to see you."

This year, Jin Yang was five years old.

A woman with similar charms and eyebrows to her son was born beautiful. She was slender and soft. Her ankles exposed outside the skirt seemed to be squeezed off, but her eyes had some morbid stubbornness and sadness, and The extreme beauty of contradiction and fusion can make any man fascinated by it.

It's no wonder why the Jin family's eldest master always pursued the daughter of a small merchant when she was a student, because not only did she look good, but her weird and arrogant temperament also made her look like a star in the sky.

Lin Yan has been away for two years. Actually, Jin Yang no longer remembers what his mother did to him when he was young. He just longed for a gentle mother to hug him tenderly like Jin Rumeng's mother. Kiss your own cheek.

So the little guy looked away from the void Jin Yang and threw himself into his mother's arms happily.

Jin Yang watched this rare warmth scene with cold eyes. He knew all the plots that followed, arguing, rowdy, beating...

The endless screams and crying, mixed with solidified dirty blood.

The little guy was slapped and coaxed by Lin Yan, singing soft whispers that he hadn't heard before. The singing was mixed with the sparse rain, and he suddenly felt that he was the happiest person in the world.

He raised his little white face, and asked innocently: "Mom, can you leave in the future? I promise to eat obediently every day, sleep on time, and be a good child."

There was a touch of sadness and desolation in Lin Yan's eyes. She did not speak, but lightly printed a soft kiss on the little boy's forehead.

Suddenly, a violent force slammed the door open, shocking the little guy.

He saw a wet man in the direction of the door, his hair was close to his handsome face, his eyes were bloodshot like evil spirits crawling out of hell, staring at them both mother and son.

In fact, he is a little afraid of his father, but he also admires him very much and has always admired him.

Whenever he saw his father holding Jin Rumeng up high, he was envious in his heart, but the little guy told himself that his father didn't like him, but because he was an older brother, he needed to be mature and stable.

He shouted timidly to his father in the heavy rain, a little scared for some reason.

The man walked towards the mother and son step by step, with red eyes congested, he walked to Lin Yan's side, and suddenly grabbed the woman's long hair with his wet hand, and pulled it forward, drenched under him. Water stains in one place.

The little guy was frightened and wept loudly. He stepped on his short legs and wanted to hug his father’s leg, telling him not to treat his mother like this, but he was kicked by the man on the soft belly, and he fell to the ground with pain. Can't get up.

His tiny body was lying on the ground and weeping, but with tears in his eyes he watched the furious father and mother fight together.

"You are so insidious, you changed me the medicine for five years! I want you to die!" The man's roar echoed in the empty yard, and the door was wide open. It was pouring rain, and there was a cold wind blowing raindrops into the house, and it blew into the little guy's face, chilling.

Lin Yan stared at the man in front of her with mad and resentful eyes. She smiled madly and said madly: "Do you remember what you said? If you are sorry for me, you will never have roots in your Jin family. You were hit by a car when you went out!"

Just after she finished speaking, a slap fell on her face severely, and blood sprayed out of her nose and splashed on the ground.

Mr. Jin, who used to say these words, did say that he was an extremely arrogant Cinderella, but after he really chased him, the white moonlight in his heart became sticky rice grains, and Lin Yan's morbid desire to control He was unbearable and felt irritable.

On the night of his derailment, Lin Yan held up a big belly with a knife in her hand, desperately trying to die with him, he almost thought that he was about to confess that night.

Afterwards, the man sent Lin Yan to the hospital. After diagnosis, Lin Yan suffered from a mental illness and had a family history. The wife of the dignified Jin family was a lunatic, and the Jin family heir’s mother was a pervert, which made the man intolerable. .

Since then, Lin Yan has been kicked out of the Jin family, but the man with the concept of blood and blood does not allow Jin Yang to live outside. After all, he is his own son, even if he dies, he will die in the Jin family's house.

After inheriting the family business, men suffer from not serious heart rhythm anxiety, and often take some related drugs, which lasts for several years.

If he hadn't been able to have another one, and went to the hospital for examination with suspicion, he might have been kept in the dark.

Lin Yan bought a medicine and exchanged his pills. Taking it all the year round has caused his sperm activity to be extremely low. For an old family who regards heirs and inheritance, nothing is more cruel than this.

The man was already at the extreme of anger. He beat Lin Yan all over with blood, but Lin Yan didn't care at all. She cursed with the most piercing words, and sprayed **** saliva on the man's face.

So on that rainy day, Jin Yang, who was only five years old, looked at his father with a heavy object in his hand, and hit his mother who had gone silent.

The crimson blood on the smooth floor slowly flowed out of the door, mixing with the rain outside. The continuous sound of rain mixed with the muffled sound of slamming deeply plunged into Jin Yang's heart. .

Whenever it rains, he hears the ticking sound, and he thinks of the bloodshot eyes of his father and the stiff eyes of his mother on that **** afternoon.

That was the deepest nightmare in his heart, and it was also the fundamental source of the nightmare.

The sound of rain outside the window was still continuous. It seemed that he was about to drain all the water vapor that hadn't been in the past three years. Jin Yang sank deeper and deeper in the darkness. A pair of hands in the crimson sea of ​​blood pulled him into hell.

A voice said in his ears over and over again: "You are a ghost that grows in hell, and you will never escape forever."

His strong muscles were tightly tangled under the thin quilt, cold sweat soaked the shirt layer by layer, and dried up coldly.

He was hesitating in his heart, as if he had returned to the dark days of his childhood, with mania and anger pulling his nerves.

At this moment, there was a familiar voice in his ears, softly and softly. If Youruowu was floating in the deep consciousness, Jin Yang's heart trembled fiercely, as if a drowning man suddenly grabbed his hands. Walking on the edge of darkness suddenly opened a crack that spilled out of the sun.

He shuddered unconsciously, trying to catch the person who made the noise, but his arm couldn't move.

Suddenly, a slender but powerful palm smashed his clenched fist, the cold sweat in the palm was blown by the wind, and Jin Yang's heart was chilled suddenly.

But then a soft palm unquestionably clasped his cold fingertips, and he felt a scorching flame from the palm of his palm to his heart.

The darkness in front of him was burned by a hot flame, and the slightly anxious voice became clear.

Jin Yang's body gradually recovered. He tightened his palms abruptly, and opened his eyes with his fingers interlocked. There was a black ceiling in front of him, no different from the darkness in the nightmare. The continuous sound of rain that makes people anxious.

But the softness in his hand was not what he had imagined. He panted lightly, tilted his head slightly, and saw a face with red eyes anxiously.

It's Tutu.

The first time Yin Yiliu was so anxious, she always felt that something was wrong with Jin Yang today, but Jin Yang behaved like normal. Before going to bed, she still thought that a man with a stiff golden thigh could not be afraid of thunder and rain. .

But after lying down, she listened to the sound of wind and rain in her ears, and to the sound of wind roaring outside the window, she always felt that there was a place in her heart that was vacant. All she thought about was Jin Yang's look tonight.

Finally she put on a dress, got up and took a look at Jin Yang's room.

In the dark, the man's sleeping posture was very honest, his eyes closed seemed nothing, just as Yin Yiliu was worried about herself, she heard a very light muffled sound.

With a heart move, she slowly walked to Jin Yang's side. Only then did she realize that the man was sweating, and she was a little worried. Then she touched Jin Yang's shoulder through the quilt, and suddenly felt like he was cramping. Got tight.

Yin Yiliu yelled several times, but Jin Yang remained motionless. She pushed her hands and still didn't move. Her heart suddenly became anxious.

In fact, she rarely yelled Jin Yang by her first name and last name, but this time she was really frightened, and she did not respond even after yelling a few times.

"Jin Yang! Jin Yang, wake up!"

The man's clenched fist didn't know who he was fighting with. She tried her best to break Jin Yang's palm apart and cover his cold hand, even if the hand bone was almost broken, she did not take it out. .

When seeing those golden eyes slowly opening in the dark night, with a fragile feeling of brokenness, Yin Yiliu couldn't help crying, biting her lower lip and crying.

Jin Yang stretched out his hand and slowly wiped away the tears from the corner of the girl's eyes, and said dullly, "What are you crying?"

Yin Yiliu was blaming herself for not realizing Jin Yang's strangeness in time. If she did not come tonight, would Jin Yang be trapped by this nightmare all night. She sobbed: "I'm sorry..."

Jin Yang sighed softly, and suddenly propped himself up with his sour arms, and his cold lips approached Yin Yiliu's face hesitantly.

A string of tears hung on the girl's long eyelashes in the dark, and she couldn't bear it when she choked.

Jin Yang had also panicked and prayed in that dark night, can anyone break this endless dream, and can anyone give him a little light?

He had watched indifferently in countless nights, or lived unwillingly in the rainy night. Whenever he woke up dripping, he would realize coldly under the fierce rising sun that there was only himself in this dark world.

But now it's different. There is a girl who puts her palms tightly together with his, and she cries silently because of him. His pale lips suddenly evoke an arc, and she can't help laughing.

Yin Yiliu gritted her teeth, sad and angry in her heart. She was sad because when she saw Jin Yang's fragile side, her heart was like being gripped tightly by a big hand and couldn't breathe; but she was angry. Because of all kinds of worries, I have been hesitant to ask Jin Yang's past, mad at my weakness and hesitation.

Jin Yang's lips were very close to the tip of her nose. He propped up, and there was a slight rubbing noise under him, which was almost invisible in the rainy night.

The cold lips slowly traced the girl's trembling eyes with her closed tears, and kissed away a salty tear. His lips and teeth were grinning with joy, "Don't cry, be good."

He is not worth it, but he greedily wants to learn more.

No one released the clasped palms, sobbing Zhongyin Yiliu looked at Jin Yang's deep eyes, and finally looked into his eyes and said, "Are you afraid of thunder and rain?"

Jin Yang asked in a low voice, "Do you want to hear my past?"

Even with such an unbearable, such pathetic past, a suffocating childhood with no light, does Tutu really want to hear it?

Yin Yiliu didn't take a step back, her warm palm squeezed the big palm in her hand, trying to convey some warmth to him.

"I want to hear."

She wants to understand Jin Yang's past, and she wants to bear the pain together with him.

"Okay." Jin Yang looked down slightly, and since Tutu wanted to listen, he said.

He seemed to be masochistic about his sad childhood, deformed parental relationship, and all the things in the darkness. In the darkness, only the unwavering voice of men mixed with the sound of rain ticking.

Every time Jin Yang said something, it was like analyzing his dirty past. He stripped away his **** scars and showed Yin Yiliu, telling her that in fact, the golden thigh she longed for was just a pathetic person, a body. The man trapped in darkness.

He watched the replay of his twenty-odd years of life. Nothing was in color. He wondered if Tutu would find him sad after hearing this, or if his life is a joke, he would still use pity and pity. Look at him.

Jin Yang felt ashamed, but besides this, he had some expectations. He looked forward to a compassionate hug from Yin Yiliu and comforted him to cherish him. Even so, it would be hundreds of times better than completely disgusting him and staying away from him.

Yin Yiliu listened quietly, shedding tears while listening, she cried silently without making a sound.

After the sound fell silent, the two did not speak any more, only the sound of each other's breathing.

Jin Yang waited a little nervously, but after waiting for a long time, he started to panic.

He couldn't see the look of Yin Yiliu, but his heart couldn't stop falling into darkness.

Yes, is it true that a person like himself is still asking for something, his palm clenched unconsciously, as if to cover up his fear and anxiety.

But then he felt some madness again. If Tutu really hated him, what would he do...

Suddenly, the girl in front of her took a deep breath, as if suppressing the surging emotions.

Jin Yang's heart suddenly mentioned that he knew that the trial was coming.

Whether it is pity or disgust, as long as it is given to him by Tutu, he thinks he can accept it calmly.

But everything that was expected did not come, and another hand slowly pressed on the back of his other hand, and the silhouette of the girl suddenly enlarged in the dark.

There are soft and warm marks on the corners of the lips, very light and light, as if afraid to scare him, but also like temptation.

Jin Yang was suddenly smashed into a huge boulder in his heart, and a pool of stagnant water instantly turned into a torrent. He was dazed, his lips trembling slightly.

The soft kiss was printed along the lips to the tip of his nose, and then on his trembling eyelids.

He heard the tutu mute voice: "Don't be afraid, I will be with you in the future."

The author has something to say: After the release, it was found that half of the short