Faithful to Buddha, Faithful to You

Chapter 29: Fursati's Wrath

Go, or not? I took the leaf count. When there was a leaf left on top, it didn't go. Not really. Pick another one, this time. Okay, go. Well, God willing, then go.

That's how I decided not to go to the Bird Leaving the Great Temple to draw pictures. When I got to the temple, I swept the shadow with my eyes. I swept, and my face was hot, and I buried my head in the painting. The right hand wrapped around the gauze was a little difficult to bend, and I had to take a break from drawing for a while, so I stopped painting until a very young little Sami showed up with a glass of water. Xiao Shamei also handed me a note with eight clear Chinese characters: “Hand wounds are not healed, don't draw again.” I took the note and it was unusually warm inside. Looking up, he sat down with Dato at the palace, intentionally glanced at me, saw me holding the note, and if nothing happened, turned back to continue the conversation.

I stopped painting and remembered the first day Rosh took me on this tour, walking again and again slowly. While walking, recalling what he had said on his face, he laughed sometimes in the dark. Such memories make me chew all day.

I didn't go back to the hospital until he finished his evening classes. He's definitely coming at night, and my hand needs to continue therapy. Do I have to figure out a way to slow my hand down? So I don't have to worry about my upcoming breakup. Alas, I have to go, but it's a day to procrastinate. Boss, don't yell at me. Once a woman moves, there's no reason.

I walked into the yard and saw a carriage, and I blinked. How did the logo look so familiar? A man came out from behind the carriage, standing tall, Toyoshi Toyoshi, wearing a black gold trimmed military uniform, a long strap with embroidered gold wire at the waist, and a sword behind him. The charm of a man in a uniform is irresistible, and the attire of a professional soldier sweeps all female animals. It's just, what's wrong with this face?

“Fursati?” I'm shocked, “what are you doing here? ”

He stared at me with no expression and said, "Come and get you.” His tone was cold and cold, and I heard it in my heart.

“Didn't you say ten days from now?” I approached him and looked him in the eye. "What happened? ”

“Father wants to see you.” He overturned and avoided my eyes, "Father he... has coughed blood since he heard from his mother...”

“Ah!” I panicked. "Does Rosh know? You haven't been to the temple, have you? Go, we have to tell him quickly. ”

I pulled him in a hurry, but I found him not moving, staring at my hand on his arm, chilling out.

“Do you still need to go to the temple? Didn't he come every night? ”

“You...” I stayed and he knew!

“Mobster told me everything. You've been back for three months and you've been with him.” He suddenly pulled me close, and the pliers were strangled on my wound, and he ignored my painful voice. He approached me to his chest, his face clutching towards me, his face cold, his teeth growling: “He hid you here, do you want to learn to hide the Han Wudi Golden House? Ha, he's a noble monk. Can't he stand a woman? That's ridiculous. I thought you'd never touched a man before. I didn't think you'd get your fingers stained by the pretender! ”

“Fursati, don't be ridiculous!” I was so angry that I tried to slap him with my other hand, but he caught me, and my strength seemed to break my wrist. I struggled hard, and the wound on my hand came with a tingle. I couldn't help but cry and scream, “Let go of me! Don't you insult him! Me and Rosh are innocent...”

“Clear?” He interrupted me, pale, Jun-soo's five officers deformed exaggerated, “Well, we're going to bed now, you prove it to me, you're still a virgin! ”

He dragged me into the house, and I earned my right hand, and I caught a pole, and I couldn't relax. I was really scared at that moment. I had never seen a Frasativo so terrible. If he was strong, would I be able to resist?

“Let go! Why should I prove it this way? What makes you think you can do this to me?” My right hand seems to be breaking and the wound stings so much that I can barely hold the corridor post. But if I can't hold on, I don't dare think about it. What happens next? He's out of his mind, and I'm crying, “Fursati, are you crazy? Do you want me to hate you? ”

Both Moboshin and his wife ran out of the room and stood in shock and chatter to persuade Fursati. Fursati watched me die without a pillar, and turned back and strangled my hands, with a strong body firmly attached to me.

“Qualified?” He grinned, holding my hands with one hand, holding my chin with the other, against his eyes, "I grinded with you for so many days, is this woman too stupid or too smart? Why don't you come with me? What kind of sucking love depends on each other, full of noble manoeuvres, but even famous high priests in the West dare you do it, what kind of innocence do you now pretend to be? ”

“What makes you say that to me? I'm innocent, I've never been as filthy as you, I just want to sleep with a woman. My relationship with Rosh is something you affectionate animals don't understand.” I was crying and screaming and my hands really hurt.

He was about to say something, a cold sweep of the direction of the courtyard door, a slight smile in the corner of his mouth, and his head snapped at me. Suddenly, my mouth was covered with a soft object and my head was blank...

Forced to pry open my mouth and suck my tongue hard on my lips. I subconsciously closed my lips, and suddenly my lower lip was in a slight pain, and he actually bit me. In pain, I couldn't help but open my mouth and was immediately invaded by him. The greasy tongue stirred up and down in my mouth, provoking me to chase my tongue nowhere to go.

“Big Brother!” Mobster's voice. I'm trembling. Oh, my God, Rosh's here! He saw it! It is futile to use all your strength to try to get rid of it. As soon as I bite his tongue, he groans and finally leaves me. Touch my mouth with one hand, but still pinch my hands. The anger in his eyes gradually faded, his face appeared to smile with no meaning, and then he raised his eyebrows and looked provocatively into the courtyard.

I turned my head and saw Rosh standing in the middle of the yard, staring at her eyes, pale. Versativo shouted at Rosh, Sanskrit, and Rosh's body swung and his face grew more pale.

“Let go of me!!!” I'm really angry, I've never been humiliated like this, and I must be red-eyed right now. “Fursati, why are you so immature? Your father is now lying ill in bed dying, and you're still thinking about doing such a childish thing here! ”

Fersati's face suddenly changed color, grabbing my hand slowly let go. Rosh took three steps in front of him, pulled him away from me, lying between me and Fursati's mother, and he said, “Father, what's wrong? ”

Fersati's eyes were red and she struggled with her head down to say: "The doctor said... it was dangerous...”

Rosh got in front of me, couldn't see his expression, could only see his back trembling. Suddenly, Fursati grabbed Rosh's collar and said with hatred, "It's all your fault. You know your father is already weak, so why tell him about his mother's death? ”

Rosh doesn't speak, but I can't watch. “Fursati, have you had enough?” I rushed to them, and Lafosati grabbed Rosh's hand, "Is this the time? It is imperative that we return to our division as soon as possible.” I paused and looked at the two of them and said in a calm voice: “I don't want you to delay your time because of this boring struggle and regret it...”

Both brothers were suddenly awake, and Fursati let go of her hand. And I looked at Rosh, and I said, “Rosh, do you need anything? ”

When I saw him shake his head blindly, I gave the order: "Well, we're leaving now, and we should be there by midnight. ”

“Wait!” Rosh yelled suddenly and walked into the room. When he came out, he took a little package and looked at us, "Let's go. ”

All three of us were silent in the carriage. Fursati was going to sit next to me. I ignored him and sat across from him. Rosh came up and looked, and sat down next to his brother.

When the carriage started running, Rosh opened the little package and I stopped. It's filled with medicine and ointment and clean gauze. That's when I realized that the wounds on my arms hurt hot and spicy, and even my sleeves bled out. I held my right arm with my left hand and my mouth hurts.

“Irene, what happened to your hand?” Fursati would have been embarrassed to look at me, heard my painful voice, and pulled over my arm to slip my sleeve. I won't let him touch me again. I'm going to pump my hand, and it hurts like hell.

“It was my fault, and I don't know what happened to me, but I did that to you.” He let go of my hand as soon as I screamed for pain. There was limited space in the carriage, he knelt half down in front of me, looked up at me, and his eyes felt painful and regretful. “Can I see your hands, please? ”

I don't care, I slit my sleeves. Both brothers shouted low. Blood has stained the gauze so wet, God, my hand is going to be scrapped.

I bit my teeth to take off the gauze, and Fursati tried to touch me, avoided me, rubbed my hands against the frame of the car, and wept painfully. A long, thin hand stretched out gently and held my hand. He didn't say a word, just slowly wrapped the gauze around me in the slightest motion. I sat quietly, and his tenderness seemed to alleviate the pain, and my heart calmed down a lot.

The bloodstained gauze was removed, and Fursati was shouted again. The wound was much enlarged and fleshly blurred. Rosh served the wine, and I bit my teeth off and didn't look. The pain in the drill heart travels from my hand to my surroundings, causing me to tremble and scream uncontrollably. I held my left hand tight and almost strangled my nails into the meat. - Only a few cold hands wrapped my left hand, and I lifted my eyes so hard that I saw the panic of Fursativa.

“Axel, when did you get hurt? Why didn't I know? ”

I'm not answering. Close your eyes and lean back. A chill came from the ointment just applied, which slightly reduced the heat. He gently wrapped a clean gauze around it and never spoke.

It was completely dark, and I curled myself in the car. Vosativo kept apologizing, and suddenly I felt tired, not physically, but heartbroken. I don't know how to wake up and watch him go crazy today. I should understand. Fursati, I don't know when I've had that kind of thought. But I can't afford it. I can't afford either of their brothers...

“Vsativo...” I don't want to interrupt him anymore, I think he'll be nagging all night. “I forgive you...”

You can't see his face in the dark, but you can hear his voice and feel his joy. I calmly said, "After meeting your father, if he's not in the way, I'll go to Bangchao's Dry City in a few days and finally Nakahara Changan. ”

“You...” My left hand was held in the dark and I could hear him rushing, “Are you still leaving? ”

“Well, I have my own business to do, and I can't stay in Turtles forever.” I want to draw my hand and be caught dead by him. I pushed a little hard and suddenly he let go again. “Ai Qing...”

“Fursati, I'm sleepy...”

“Axel, if you're sleepy, you can sleep on me. ”

“Fursati, at least today, don't touch me...”

The carriage slipped away and swayed in a monotonous fashion. I couldn't see Rosh's face, and he got in the carriage, and even if he bandaged me, he wouldn't say a word. That's good, I can see, I can hear, I can't wait to read it again. The three of us, all silent in the dark...