Wei iris is very clear in her heart that this is the omen for Fengyin to restore his memory. The fear he shows must be the bad memories of his childhood, even the most vulnerable things that have been hidden in his heart.
"Shall we take a hot bath? Then you can get a good sleep and nothing will happen! " Wei iris's gentle voice advised in the wind singing ear.
Feng Yin raised her face full of sweat, looked at Wei iris, and her breath was not so heavy and urgent. Looking at Wei iris's safe look, Feng Yin nodded very cleverly.
When Wei iris poured hot water to get out of the screen, Feng Yin once again grabbed Wei iris's arm and said cautiously, "can you not leave?"
Looking at the picture of wind singing, Wei said, "I'll be behind the screen if I don't go! Call me if you have anything to do. "
Although the wind chants reluctantly, but still loosened the sleeves of the kite.
Wei iris sat on the round table and heard the sound of rate undressing coming from it. Then she spread out a piece of paper and took up the charcoal pen to draw on it.
Do you think a little water mist can defeat her? As long as she makes a compass, let alone a water mist, it is the vast desert, and she can go out.
"Wei iris, what are you drawing?" When Wei iris was distracted by the painting, the sound of wind singing suddenly sounded behind him.
Wei iris subconsciously gathered the drawings together. She saw that Fengyin was wearing a white frock, and her black hair was wet on her shoulders. From time to time, water dripped from her hair and wet the frock on her body, revealing the perfect figure of Fengyin.
"Draw whatever you like. Have you washed it?" Wei iris's voice was steady, and she glanced at her face.
It's still a silly expression, but the fear in the eyes doesn't seem to disappear completely.
"Yes!" Feng Yin nodded, then went to Wei iris and held her.
Wei iris immediately pushes away the wind chant: "if you have washed it, will you go to sleep for a while?"
"I dare not sleep alone. Would you sleep with me?" Wind Yin grabs Wei iris's hands and prays like a child.
However, Wei's face was still cold: "I still have something to do. Would you like to go to sleep? It's still daytime, don't be afraid of anything! "
"But..." The wind whispered his head down, and the face that should have been silly was once again covered with a shadow of fear. Unconsciously, the hand that grasped Wei iris was even tighter.
"I don't know why, I always have a lot of horrible images in my mind, such as knives stained with human blood, corpses on the ground, scorpions and poisonous snakes..." The more the wind chanted, the more frightened the expression on his face was, and the more afraid he was to let go of Wei iris's hand.
"I also heard a voice saying," you can only live one! " Feng Yin's head began to ache again, and more pictures poured into his mind like the tide. These pictures were very dark and bloody, which made his heart hard to accept and even more scared.
Wei iris looks at Fengyin, looks at his gradually white look again, and his deep frown. It's estimated that Fengyin has almost recalled his previous things.
"What else can you think of?" Mujin is not recovered immediately, but all the fragments in her mind, which make her memory recover slowly. Maybe, when she wakes up, the memory of Fengyin will be recovered.
"I can't remember it. It just appears in my mind There are two pictures, one is bloody, the other is dark. I see many strange faces, living and dead, but I don't know any of them... "
The more the wind chants, the more uncomfortable it is. The whole person squats on the ground directly, looking extremely painful, as if the whole head is going to burst.
Finally, Feng Yin grabs Wei's arm and helplessly says, "Wei iris, I'm afraid. I'm really afraid. I don't want to see those pictures. I really don't want to!"
The more the wind chant goes on, the closer the person is to collapse. The crystal tears flow from the eyes of the wind chant and say he is afraid.
Wei didn't know what the picture in Fengyin's brain was, but it must have something to do with his childhood, so she coaxed and comforted him patiently.
But Feng Yin is still very afraid to curl up on one side, just holding Wei iris's body, like taking Wei iris as a shelter, and more like avoiding something.
The body, which had already been calm, began to shiver slightly again, and even hands and feet were out of control.
In a short time, the cold sweat on my body seeped out of my body like rain.
"It's OK, it's OK, don't think about it, just go to sleep, I'll accompany you, OK?" Weiiris pulls Fengyin towards the bed, and then covers Fengyin with quilt.
Wind Yin's dark eyes have been opened in fear, and their hands tightly hold Wei iris's hands.
His face became more ferocious, as if he was struggling with something or hiding from something.
Wei iris has been coaxing and comforting. After a long time, wind Yin closed her frightened eyes and calmed down.
But Wei iris's face color is very cold looking at the wind chant. She wants to draw out her arm but finds that the wind chant holds her hand very tightly. She can't draw it out.
Wei iris called a few more wind chants. Seeing that the wind chants had no response, her right hand slowly drew out her feather free knife from her waist.
If Fengyin is silly all the time, maybe she won't start to deal with Fengyin, but now Fengyin has a clear tendency to restore his memory. The more things he remembers, the more dangerous it is to her and mujin.
She doesn't want to join hands with Fengyin and Baili Qingcheng to deal with mujin.
Wei iris clenched the Wuyu Dao in her hand. At the moment, Feng Yin's brow was still tightly wrinkled, his teeth were tightly clenched, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat.
Sorry, Fengyin! Kindness to you is cruelty to me and mujin. I don't want mujin to do anything else!
I really don't want to kill you, but apart from killing you, I really can't think of the second better bibimbap!
Wei iris takes a feather free knife and points it at Fengyin's heart. The blade is extremely thin, sharp and blood free. It's the best for killing and self-defense.
Wei iris raised her arm high, closed her eyes, and forced the knife into the heart of Fengyin.
As a plastic surgeon, she has enough assurance that as long as the knife goes down, it will pierce the heart, and wind Yin's heart will stop beating immediately, and he will not have much pain!