Chapter 523: Being Kind to You Is Cruel to Me

Wei Yuanwei knew very well that this was the precursor for Feng Yin to regain his memory. The fear he showed must be the bad memories of his childhood, or even the most fragile things that had been hidden in his heart.

"Let's take a hot bath? Then you can sleep comfortably and everything will be fine!" Wei Yuanwei's gentle voice persuaded Feng Yin in her ear.

Feng Yin raised his sweaty face and looked at Wei Yuanwei. His breathing was no longer so heavy and urgent. Looking at Wei Yuanwei's peaceful expression, Feng Yin nodded obediently.

When Wei Yuanxi poured the hot water and was about to walk out of the screen, Feng Yin once again grabbed Wei Yuanxi's arm and said cautiously: "Can you not leave?"

Wei Yuanwei looked at Feng Yin's appearance and said, "If I don't leave, I will be behind the screen! If you have anything, just call me."

Although Feng Yin was reluctant, he still let go of Wei Yuanwei's sleeves.

Wei Yuanwei was sitting on the round table. When she heard the sound of Xi Xisui taking off her clothes, she spread out a piece of drawing paper, picked up a charcoal pen and drew on the paper.

Do you think a mere mist can stump her? As long as she creates a compass, let alone water mist, she can walk out of the vast desert.

"Wei Yuanwei, what are you drawing?" When Wei Yuanwei was distracted, the sound of wind suddenly sounded behind him.

Wei Yuanwei subconsciously gathered up the drawings, and saw that Feng Yin was wearing a white underwear, with wet black hair hanging on her shoulders. From time to time, drops of water dripped from the hair, and the underwear on her body was faintly wet. Yueyue showed Feng Yin's perfect figure.

"Paint as you like, have you washed it?" Wei Yuanwei's voice was steady and she glanced at Feng Yin's face.

He still had a silly expression, but the fear in his eyes seemed to have not completely dissipated.

"Yes!" Feng Yin nodded, then walked to Wei Yuanwei and hugged Wei Yuanwei.

Wei Yuanwei immediately pushed Feng Yin away: "If you've finished washing, why don't you go and sleep for a while?"

"I don't dare to sleep alone, can you sleep with me?" Feng Yin grabbed Wei Yuanwei's hands and prayed like a child.

However, Wei Yuanwei's face was still cold: "I still have things to do, why don't you go to bed? It's still daytime, don't be afraid of anything!"

"But..." Feng Yin lowered his head, and a shadow of fear once again covered his stupid face. Unknowingly, his grip on Wei Yuanwei's hand tightened even more.

"I don't know why, but a lot of terrifying images always flash in my mind, such as knives stained with human blood, corpses on the ground, scorpions, poisonous snakes, etc..." The more Feng Yin said, the more frightened his face became. The hand holding on to Wei Yuanwei became less and less afraid to let go.

"I also heard a voice, and that voice said: You can only live one!" Feng Yin's head began to hurt again, and more pictures poured into his mind like a tide. These pictures were all very dark. The blood was so bloody that it was hard for his heart to accept it, and he was even more scared than he had ever felt before.

Wei Yuanwei looked at Feng Yin, his expression gradually turning pale again, and his frown getting deeper and deeper. It was estimated that Feng Yin had almost recalled his past events.

"What else can you remember besides these?" Mu Jin didn't recover immediately. The fragments that appeared in his mind slowly restored his memory. Maybe Feng Yin's memory would be restored as soon as he woke up. .

Feng Yin pressed his head: "I can't remember. I only have two pictures in my mind. One is bloody and the other is dark. I saw a lot of strange faces, some alive and some dead, but But I don’t know anyone…”

The more Feng Yin talked, the more uncomfortable he became. He squatted on the ground, looking extremely painful, as if his whole head was about to explode.

Finally, Feng Yin grabbed Wei Yuanwei's arm and said helplessly: "Wei Yuanwei, I'm afraid, I'm really afraid, I don't want to see those pictures again, I really don't want to!"

The more Feng Yin continued to talk, the more he was close to collapse. Crystal tears flowed from Feng Yin's eyes, saying that he was so scared.

Wei Yuanwei didn't know what the picture that appeared in Feng Yin's mind was, but it must be related to his childhood, so he patiently coaxed and comforted him.

But Feng Yin was still very scared and huddled aside, just hugging Wei Yuanxi's body, as if Wei Yuanwei was a safe haven, and more like he was avoiding something.

His body, which was already calm, began to tremble slightly again, and even his hands and feet became somewhat uncontrollable.

After a while, cold sweat seeped out of his body like rain.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't think about it, just go and take a nap. I'll stay with you, okay?" Wei Yuanwei pulled Feng Yin towards the bed, and then covered Feng Yin with a quilt.

Feng Yin's dark eyes were kept open in fear, and he held Wei Yuanwei's hand tightly with both hands without letting go.

His face became more and more ferocious, as if he was struggling with something or avoiding something.

Wei Yuanwei had been coaxing and comforting beside him. After a long time, Feng Yin closed his frightened eyes and calmed down.

However, Wei Yuanwei looked at Feng Yin with a very cold expression. She wanted to take out her arm but found that Feng Yin held her hand very tightly and could not pull it out.

Wei Yuanwei called Feng Yin a few more times. Seeing that Feng Yin didn't respond, she slowly pulled out her featherless sword from her waist with her right hand.

If Feng Yin continues to be stupid like this, maybe she won't attack Feng Yin, but Feng Yin has an obvious tendency to recover his memory now. The more things he remembers, the more he treats her and Mu Jin. Danger.

She didn't want Feng Yin and Baili Qingcheng to join forces to deal with Mu Jin.

Wei Yuanwei clenched the Featherless Sword in her hand. At this moment, Feng Yin's brows were still furrowed and his teeth were clenched tightly. A thin layer of sweat lightly covered his forehead.

Sorry, Feng Yin! To be kind to you is to be cruel to Mu Jin and me. I don’t want anything to happen to Mu Jin again!

I really don’t want to kill you, but other than killing you, I really can’t think of a better bibimbap!

Wei Yuanwei pointed the featherless knife at Feng Yin's heart. This knife has an extremely thin blade, a sharp edge, and does not stain blood. It is best used for killing people and self-defense.

Wei Yuanwei raised her arms high, closed her eyes, and thrust the knife into Feng Yin's heart.

As a plastic surgeon, she has enough confidence that as long as the knife is cut through the heart, Feng Yin's heart will stop beating immediately, and he will not suffer much pain!