Serene and peaceful white clouds float lazily in the sky. The warm and pleasant breeze gently swayed the endless, golden rice fields, bringing up a large golden wave. Slices of autumn sun evenly sprinkled on the heavy wheat and rice ears, rendering the large wheat field into a piece of gold, full of brilliant light. Even the dry and yellow grass on the ground has become like gold-plated, which looks quite beautiful. The mature ears of rice kept exuding a pleasant smell of rice, indicating that this year is a good harvest year.
In the rice field, a young man in white clothes, the red on the chest, soaked a large part of the skirt. The whole person was in the rice field, bumping and bumping, and his steps seemed to be floating.
The severe pain caused Bai Ling to almost faint. The gurgling blood flowed from his chest uncontrollably, continuing to stain Bai Ling's skirt red.
Originally, Bai Lingshang could still endure the injury on his chest. But after passing through the gate of the demon world, there was a violent turmoil, coupled with the demonic aura overflowing from the gate, it was far from being able to resist with his current weak body. The wound on Bai Ling's chest had already been torn deeper. Now, it was almost to the point where the bleeding could not be stopped at all. If he continued walking in such a muddled manner, he would probably die immediately due to excessive blood loss.
But all around here is a golden wheat field, so vast that no one passes by here at all. If you want to wait for others to rescue, I am afraid it will be difficult.
Bai Ling tried to stand up and let himself take a few steps. But the pain in his chest was destroying his will all the time, making it difficult for him to move.
Under the golden sun, there is warm sunshine. Under the shining of the sun, this piece of wheat field is like extremely beautiful gold. It looks very gratifying and very precious.
The warm breeze blew over people's faces, making people feel a little lazy and tired. From time to time, there was a pleasant wind in my ears. The wind gently carried the heavy ears of rice, blowing a large golden wheat field like an ocean, making a crisp "rustling" sound. Bai Ling, who had already lost a lot of blood, made her complexion a little pale, as if she was stepping on cotton. The feet are light and fluttering, and I can't exert any strength.
In the distance of the golden wheat field, a figure can be vaguely seen. It looked like a boy carrying a big bamboo basket.
Bai Ling tried her best to wave her hand at the man, trying her best to let him see her. Originally mustering up all his energy, the words that he wanted to shout out turned into a limp sentence: "Help...help me..."
After saying that, his eyes went dark and he passed out.
When he woke up again, Bai Ling was already lying on the soft bed. The bright moonlight quietly fell on the courtyard. The cool breeze shakes the branches of several peach blossoms in the yard. I brushed off a few branches and leaves that were not many at first, making it look a bit bleak.
Bai Ling silently checked his wound. The place where it was originally injured has already been prescribed medicine and carefully bandaged up. Even the originally severe pain has eased a lot.
Bai Ling wanted to get up and get out of bed, but he was injured, so it was really inconvenient. So, I had no choice but to lean on the bed obediently and look around.
The house is very simple and clean, mostly made of wood and bamboo. Although not as luxurious and exquisite as the Demon King's Palace. But there is a very simple, very reassuring feeling. The whole room is filled with a delicate and elegant bamboo smell, as if you are close to nature.
Not long after, a young man appeared in front of Bai Ling with a bowl of soup.
The young man's skin was a little dark, and it looked a little unreal under the moonlight. The figure that often works looks very healthy and slender, and the lines of the muscles are also very obvious. The boy was wearing an ordinary back jacket like this, with his arms exposed like this, not afraid of the cold wind in the late autumn night.
The young man looked at Bai Ling with a pair of clear and transparent eyes, and there was a little embarrassment. It's just that warm and moving smile, but it's incomparably real.
The boy handed the soup to Bai Ling and said, "Come on, drink up..."
Bai Ling looked at the pitch-black soup that night, and felt miserable before he could finish it. Bai Ling frowned slightly: "Can I stop drinking..."
The young man raised his brows and said, "How can I do that? I begged Uncle Zhang for this for a long time. It is the best for your injury."
Bai Ling had no choice but to resist the bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine, and drank the bowl of pitch-black soup all at once. In an instant, an unspeakable bitter taste swept through Bai Ling's mouth, filling his entire taste buds.
Bai Ling almost spit it out...
But even so, Bai Ling was also frowned upon by the bitter Chinese medicine that night.
When the young man saw Bai Ling's appearance, he couldn't help but understand.
"So you are afraid of suffering?"
The young man smiled, his bright eyes and white teeth did not contain any other complicated emotions, it was as clean as a piece of white paper.
Facing the young man's teasing, Bai Ling was too embarrassed to refute, so he could only let the young man make fun of him.
The boy smiled, and took out another piece of candy out of nowhere. The sugar was wrapped in oiled paper, opened layer by layer, and inside were pieces of pale yellow maltose.
The fragrance of malt hits the nostrils, instantly diluting the original bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine.
Bai Ling took the maltose from the boy, and gently put one in his mouth. A sweet and charming taste swept away the bitter smell of traditional Chinese medicine. What was left was only the sweet taste of malt with a strong natural flavor, lingering in Bai Ling's mouth for a long time.
It was the first time Bai Ling ate maltose, his eyes lit up, and he was deeply attracted by this simple but very evocative maltose.
"Mmm! It's delicious!" Bai Ling couldn't help praising, "What's this candy called? Where did you buy it?"
Seeing the way Bai Ling liked it very much, the young man blushed unconsciously. A little unnaturally said: "This is the maltose I made myself... You praised me too much..."
After hearing this, Bai Ling couldn't help admiring: "No way, you really made this candy?"
The boy nodded and said, "Well, they are all simple crafts, used to support myself on weekdays."
Bai Ling smiled, the smile was like spring flowers in February, and the sun was shining brightly. This is the first time he has smiled so happily since he was in the demon world. Not just happy because I ate delicious candy, but more happy because I finally got rid of that disgusting quagmire.
What is even happier is that he can finally let go of everything in the past and start a new life.
The young man looked at Bai Ling who was smiling so beautifully, for a moment he forgot the flow of time, and stayed there quietly. When he came to his senses, his handsome face flushed with embarrassment.
"That's right..." The boy turned his head away unnaturally, trying not to look at Bai Ling and said, "You... what's your name? Why did you suffer such a serious injury and fell down in the rice field?"
Bai Ling paused, and made up a random lie to deceive him: "Well, my name is Bai Ling, and I originally lived in a place far away from here. But because something happened, I left that place."
"As for this injury..." Bai Ling said lightly, "This is the price I have to pay for leaving that place..."
After Bai Ling finished speaking, he couldn't help feeling a little sad. But no matter what, those things are over after all...
And Bai Ling, in fact, really wanted to tell the truth to the young man in front of him. But helplessly, he himself was originally a monster and still lived in the demon world, so he was really embarrassed to say it. Moreover, even if he really said it, I am afraid that it would be difficult for others to believe him.
That being the case, one thing more is better than one thing less.
After listening to Bai Ling's words, the young man nodded without knowing it and said, "Although I don't know exactly what happened to you, at least for this period of time, you can rest here to recuperate."
Bai Ling couldn't help but smiled gratefully at the young man, "Thank you for saving me, and for being willing to continue taking me in."
The young man met Bai Ling's pretty smiling face, couldn't help but blush and said, "No... nothing..."
After finishing speaking, he was ready to pack the medicine bowl and get up to go out.
"Wait..." Bai Ling quickly stopped him.
When the young man heard Bai Ling calling him, he couldn't help feeling a little flustered, but he didn't dare to look at him when he turned his head and said, "What...is there anything else..."
Bai Ling smiled and said, "You haven't told me what your name is yet."
The teenager suddenly realized: "Yes... yes..."
The boy nodded in embarrassment and said, "I...my name is Li He..."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Bai Ling to speak, he took the medicine bowl and fled out like flying...