Chapter 22: Three Days in the Forest

"Young Master."

Feng De walked in from the outside, and Xie Linlin and the others just glanced at him disdainfully.

Feng De couldn't help but shake his head, this is the biggest difference between Shi Xiaonian and the woman next to the young master.

The women around the young master are not stupid, they all want to climb the high branches and climb to the sky, and they all do their best to please the young master, and they use a lot of energy, and they can't help but show their true side to them, and they all kinds of sneers and look down on them...

Unlike Shi Xiaonian, he was very polite and educated to all of them.

"Hmm."

Gong Ou took a mixed cocktail from Xie Linlin's hand and answered lazily.

"Young Master." Feng De stepped forward, "Young Master, is what you did to Miss Shi too radical?" "

"Feng De, it seems that you can't do the "Steward Morality" that you have worked hard to write all your life." Gong Ou glanced at him in displeasure.

He actually began to question the master.

Feng De lowered his head and said respectfully, "I'm just worried about the young master, isn't what the young master wants to be a child?" In case Miss can't survive ...."

The news of the child was lost.

"That's because I'm too tolerant of her, and when she tastes the taste of dying, she will know to let go." Gong Ou is confident.

"In case ..."

"No whatever, get out, get out!"

Gong Ou didn't want to listen anymore, and threw the cocktail out of his hand in annoyance.

The delicate wine glass shattered in response, reflecting countless broken lights...

Gong Ou was angry, Xie Linlin and the others looked at each other, glared at Feng De, the culprit hatefully, and then reluctantly withdrew, and Feng De also withdrew.

Gong Ou was the only one left in the lounge.

He stared straight at Lin Hai on the screen, looking at Shi Xiaonian's back and moving deeper, slender and pale, like a wisp of ghost...

The sunlight shining through the cracks in the green leaves sprinkled on her body, but it made her look more and more pale, as if it could not reach the bottom of her heart no matter what, and could not warm her in the slightest.

It's really capable.

Feng De is a steward who has been awarded the highest rank of decoration, always remembering his identity, never saying much, and now he will constantly plead with him for a pretentious woman...

Damn it.

It's all because of this woman, because of this woman who dared to laugh at him and tell him to take medicine!

She should be taught a lesson.

A cold light burst out of Gong Ou's eyes, and his fingers quickly moved on the remote control, adjusting the hidden surveillance installed in various parts of the forest to a scene facing Shi Xiaonian.

In the picture, Shi Xiaonian walked forward expressionlessly, step by step, her long hair scattered on her shoulders, the branches and leaves behind her were swaying, the shadows of the trees were mottled, and the green leaves floated around her like a lake, lining her like an elf...

Gong Ou was disgusted that he still thought she was beautiful at this time.

Suddenly, Shi Xiaonian raised his eyes slightly and looked forward, just as he hit the position of the hidden camera, as if he was staring at him through the screen...

In that pale but beautiful face, a pair of black and white eyes, there was a hollow soulless, hollow ... Sorrowful.

It's like someone desperately needs to protect it.

"Smack-"

The remote control in the hand fell.

Gong Ou looked straight at the big screen, his heart tightened suddenly, as if he was being held by a hand, and he couldn't breathe...

The first day in the forest.

Shi Xiaonian stepped on the grass and walked forward, looking at the big trees that were high in the clouds, and the sunlight fell a few beams from the top and fell in front of her.

Is this the last image of the world she sees?

The Eternal Forest.

It also seems to be a good ending for someone who has never been cared about or believed.

She walked to a slightly larger clearing, and there was a large tree across the ground, which for some reason broke, and only the rings were left in circles...

Shi Xiaonian sat down on the broken tree, holding a stack of white drawing paper in his hand.

It was given to her by Feng Deqiang, and he thought that since she was a cartoonist, she must like to draw very much, and it would be good to be able to find some sustenance before she died.

Shi Xiaonian put the drawing paper on his lap, holding the pencil but didn't know how to put it down...

still remembers the first time she painted a character, and the model was Mu Qianchu.

At that time, he was an unpleasant little blind man who only followed her and liked to hold her hand...

"Xiao Nian, draw me better."

"Qianchu looks good no matter how you draw, you are the most beautiful."

"Pretty is what describes a girl... I'd love to see what you drew me like. "

"You'll see it someday."

"When I see it, will you marry me?"

Memories can't stop like water that has been put on the sluice, Shi Xiaonian looked down at the blank drawing paper, and the young man's voice kept appearing in his ears, stubbornly saying over and over again that he wanted to marry her.

 She forgot if she had said yes.

But she clearly remembers that in the attic of her hometown, the teenager stood at the window and blew the wind.

He looked in her direction without focusing with a pair of beautiful eyes, and said seriously, "Father is afraid that if I am exposed, I will be embarrassed and foster me in your house, and no one else will like me and think that I am a blind person and get in the way... Only you pay attention to me, Xiao Nian, you have to be by my side all the time. "

At that time, Mu Qianchu also said, "If you are not here, even if I see the whole world, I don't know where to go." "

A teenager who used to be afraid that she wouldn't know where to go if she wasn't there... She had been completely forgotten.

He knows where to go, to any place.

Only it won't come to her.

A drop of water fell on the white paper, blurring in a circle.

Shi Xiaonian blinked, reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then laughed bitterly at himself.

It is said that people will recall everything in the past before they die, and it seems that she is really not far from the end of her life...

"Brush ..."

She quickly moved her pen on the drawing paper to draw the boy in the attic, and that little tear was sketched by her into the boy's eyes...

The second day in the forest.

Shi Xiaonian, who had not eaten or drunk for a day, was already hungry.

Stomach aches for a while.

She was desperate and numb, but she still had the instinct to survive and drink a little dew from the leaves... As soon as she touched it, a bodyguard rushed in to warn her that she was not allowed to touch it, and she was directly knocked out.

She couldn't get into anything, not even dew, not even a leaf.

They watched her all the time, trying to starve her to death...

Gong Ou is really ruthless enough, it's okay, dying faster can always shorten the pain a little.

She sat on the ground against a broken tree, her long skirt dirty, and she didn't care.

She looked at the towering trees in front of her, and began to reminisce again, recalling that she had betrayed her relatives for Mu Qianchu in the past few years.

In everyone's eyes, she was just Mu Qianchu's playmate when she was young, and everyone thought that she should not deprive her sister of her happiness and repeatedly pestered him...

Dad said, "Even if you and Chichu were good before, it was just a child's business, and now that he has grown up, even if he doesn't have amnesia, he knows that he wants your sister!" "

Mom said, "Xiao Nian, I wish I had never raised you." You go, don't come back in the future except for the New Year. "

Don't go back.

In the future, even if it is the New Year, she will not be able to go back.

She thought that if she really disappeared like this, everyone would take a breath of relief together...

On the balcony outside the forest, Gong Ouxu stood leaning on the white balcony, bathed in the bright sunshine, and pressed the earphone on his ear with one hand to make a call, "Just arrange a director to go to the press conference after the acquisition, don't bother me again." "

After a few calls from his subordinates, Gong Ou hung up the phone and glanced in the direction of the forest.

Looking down, he held a tablet with the most advanced technology in his hand, and the computer was impressively a picture of the forest.

I saw Shi Xiaonian sitting in front of the broken tree, and he didn't care whether the grass was dirty or not.

Filthy woman.

Miyo looked at the screen disdainfully, but didn't turn it off, still staring straight ahead.

Since Shi Xiaonian entered the forest, he has been staring at the surveillance, not feeling that he is acting like a voyeur.

In that forest, there were drawing papers scattered all over the ground.

The sunlight fell from the mottled leaves, shattering into vertical rays of light, and falling on her dirty long dress, which was extremely beautiful.

She hadn't slept all night, and had been writing and drawing on paper.

Boring woman.

I knew to do these things before I died.

Suddenly, Shi Xiaonian put down his pencil and pressed one hand to his stomach, with an unbearable expression of pain on his face...

Finally knowing the pain, it seems that he will soon cry and plead.

Gong Ou twisted his eyebrows, and his heart was a little inexplicably unhappy, so he turned off the tablet and stopped looking at the picture above.

On the third day in the forest.

Shi Xiaonian didn't beg for mercy either.

Little by little, the body collapsed with the spirit, the stomach was so hungry that it was unconscious, and the lips were chapped and wounded...

It is said that if you don't drink water for three days, you will die.

Is she at the end of her time?

Shi Xiaonian secretly thought that she could barely sit with her back against the broken tree, a strand of long hair hanging down, covering her eyes, and she couldn't even muster the strength to wisp it.

I'm so tired...

It's really uncomfortable to wait for death.

Little by little, her body slumped, her drawing paper and pencil slipped from her body, and she lay on the ground, her head leaning against a broken tree, her long hair scattered disheveled...

Shi Xiaonian opened his eyes slightly, and the light and shadow above his head continued to refract at different angles, sometimes transparent, sometimes colorful, and there were birds flying by, and the sound was crisp...

It's beautiful.

It was as beautiful as when she was a child, standing at the door of her house, seeing the sunlight with a small glass candy wrapper, and then, Mu Qianchu, who was taller than her, appeared in her sight.

Such a dazzling teenager.

So dazzling sunlight.

Faintly, she saw a vague figure walking slowly towards her, it was a teenager, he smiled and handed her his hand, "Xiao Nian, be my guide stick, take me outside for a walk." "

His smile is still so good-looking, and he is full of trust and dependence on her.

"Thousand Beginnings ..."

Her chapped lips fluttered as she read the name weakly.

Don't, Chichu.

You have seen the whole world and no longer need me.

"Thousand Beginnings... Goodbye..."

After a few calls from his subordinates, Gong Ou hung up the phone and glanced in the direction of the forest.

Looking down, he held a tablet with the most advanced technology in his hand, and the computer was impressively a picture of the forest.

I saw Shi Xiaonian sitting in front of the broken tree, and he didn't care whether the grass was dirty or not.

Filthy woman.

Miyo looked at the screen disdainfully, but didn't turn it off, still staring straight ahead.

Since Shi Xiaonian entered the forest, he has been staring at the surveillance, not feeling that he is acting like a voyeur.

In that forest, there were drawing papers scattered all over the ground.

The sunlight fell from the mottled leaves, shattering into vertical rays of light, and falling on her dirty long dress, which was extremely beautiful.

She hadn't slept all night, and had been writing and drawing on paper.

Boring woman.

I knew to do these things before I died.

Suddenly, Shi Xiaonian put down his pencil and pressed one hand to his stomach, with an unbearable expression of pain on his face...

Finally knowing the pain, it seems that he will soon cry and plead.

Gong Ou twisted his eyebrows, and his heart was a little inexplicably unhappy, so he turned off the tablet and stopped looking at the picture above.

On the third day in the forest.

Shi Xiaonian didn't beg for mercy either.

Little by little, the body collapsed with the spirit, the stomach was so hungry that it was unconscious, and the lips were chapped and wounded...

It is said that if you don't drink water for three days, you will die.

Is she at the end of her time?

Shi Xiaonian secretly thought that she could barely sit with her back against the broken tree, a strand of long hair hanging down, covering her eyes, and she couldn't even muster the strength to wisp it.

I'm so tired...

It's really uncomfortable to wait for death.

Little by little, her body slumped, her drawing paper and pencil slipped from her body, and she lay on the ground, her head leaning against a broken tree, her long hair scattered disheveled...

Shi Xiaonian opened his eyes slightly, and the light and shadow above his head continued to refract at different angles, sometimes transparent, sometimes colorful, and there were birds flying by, and the sound was crisp...

It's beautiful.

It was as beautiful as when she was a child, standing at the door of her house, seeing the sunlight with a small glass candy wrapper, and then, Mu Qianchu, who was taller than her, appeared in her sight.

Such a dazzling teenager.

So dazzling sunlight.

Faintly, she saw a vague figure walking slowly towards her, it was a teenager, he smiled and handed her his hand, "Xiao Nian, be my guide stick, take me outside for a walk." "

His smile is still so good-looking, and he is full of trust and dependence on her.

"Thousand Beginnings ..."

Her chapped lips fluttered as she read the name weakly.

Don't, Chichu.

You have seen the whole world and no longer need me.

"Thousand Beginnings... Goodbye..."

 She muttered, with all her helplessness and hopelessness, her long eyelashes fluttering gently like wounded butterfly wings, slowly, slowly.

Slowly, her eyes closed and closed tightly.