That night
On the bed in the inn, Leng Qisu turned over and lay on his side again. He stretched out his fingers and gently touched the wall in front of him, as gently as if he were touching the jade-like skin of a certain woman.
How far apart is a wall? Is it close at hand or the end of the world? he does not know.
All he knew was that she was on the other side of the wall, separated from him by just a brick.
He thought that based on her energy that day, she would continue to pester him in the past few days, and strangely enough, there was still a faint expectation in his heart.
But, surprisingly, she didn't.
We haven’t seen each other for three days.
She didn't show up for three days.
That day, she said, "Leng Qisu, I am determined to follow you anyway. I will chase you to the ends of the earth. You can never abandon me again! Unless, I am really dead!"
So stubborn, so determined.
At that moment, all the persistence in his heart began to waver, and all the deliberately condensed walls collapsed.
He knew he couldn't escape.
After a few days of settling down, he decided not to run away.
She said that unless she really died, he was afraid, he was afraid that she would really do something stupid.
That day, in Yanbo Town, he heard that she had contracted the plague. God knows how panicked he was, even more panicked than when he learned that he only had three months to live.
He hurriedly hurriedly and when he arrived at the palace, he heard that she was dead and her body was on fire.
At that moment, his sky fell.
He didn't know how he entered the palace, and how he entered the fire scene
All he could think of was the image of the woman with tears streaming down her face, looking for him frantically across the mountains and forests.
He regretted it, he really regretted it. He wished he had known this earlier. He should have come out that day on the edge of the cliff. He should have come out to see her.
But the joys and sorrows of life are often fleeting.
No one could know how he felt when he saw her suddenly come back from the dead. Shock, ecstasy, pain, and confusion all swept him over.
He was not a person who believed in fate, never had been, but at that moment, he thanked God from the bottom of his heart.
Living, as long as she lives, is better than anything else!
However, when she slowly walked towards him, he suddenly flinched. After all, he still believed that it would be better for her to hate him than to let her bear the pain of losing him in the future.
So, he ran away, not looking at the disappointment in her eyes or her wry smile.
When he faced millions of enemies with his bare hands, he didn't even run away.
At that moment, he finally ran away like a deserter.
She said, "Leng Qisu, in fact, we are the same kind of people, people who can only deceive themselves and others!"
Yes, he is not just deceiving himself.
Just like now, he clearly wants to see her.
He had many questions to ask her and many things to say to her.
How is she a shadow? Since he is a shadow, why is he wandering around? What happened to her? How much suffering has she endured
He wanted to know.
If so, who is Linglong? Who started all this? Is it Doctor Feng or Feng Xiaochen
It's really ironic when you think about it.
For that one word of kindness, he had wronged the woman next door so much, but he didn't expect that in the end, he would be wronged by the wrong person.
He tossed and turned a few more times, hugging the quilt, closing his eyes and pondering for a long time, but after all, he didn't feel sleepy at all.
The night is so quiet.
I wonder if she next door is as sleepless as him
Is she okay
Why haven't we seen each other for three days
No, he wants to take a look!
Thinking like this, he suddenly turned over and sat up, looking for his middle coat through the dim moonlight outside the window.
Suddenly, a subtle creaking sound was heard.
Someone pushed open the door.
He quickly lay back down quietly.
Then, there was a burst of extremely subtle footsteps, approaching cautiously...
He closed his eyes and slowly lifted his palms.
The object in the visitor's hand flashed across his eyelids as the light refracted under the moonlight.
Leng Qisu sighed in his heart, stopped his strength, and his breathing gradually became calmer.
A silver spoon passed by and finally stopped at his lips.
One drop, two drops...
The warm liquid moistened his lips and disappeared between his teeth.
The spoon made a small crisp sound on the bottom of the bowl, which was empty.
Mo Shuang frowned.
This man was really seriously injured, and his alertness was so low.
That day, she entered the temple through the window, but he didn't notice; she looked at his back outside the door, but he didn't notice; now, with the medicine given to him like this, he can still sleep so deeply.
Hey, she let out a low sigh in her heart, and her heart was so painful that it trembled.
There isn't much juice extracted from the Thousand-Year Ginseng. I wonder if it can help his body
But no matter what it was, she was going to give it a try.
This town is at the foot of Yubai Mountain. Although ginseng is produced every year, there are very few thousand-year-old ginseng.
She went to all the pharmacies and searched through the collections of all the wealthy families, but she couldn't find it.
So these three days, she followed the doctor up the mountain to look for ginseng. Although she knew the possibility of finding it was slim, she still wanted to give it a try.
God was merciful, and unexpectedly, she was actually found!
After gathering her thoughts, she gently put down the porcelain bowl in her hand, then carefully turned it over Leng Qisu's wrist, and lightly brushed it with her fingers.
Although the pulse under the fingertips was still disordered and weak, it was much calmer than the previous few days.
Finally breathing a sigh of relief, she looked up and suddenly met a pair of eyes as dark as a pool of water.
Shining brightly, like stars in the sky.
Is he awake? Still looking at her
(End of chapter)