In that dream, she seemed to be back when she was a baby, surrounded by warmth and gentleness. She seemed to be held in the palm of someone's hand and carefully cared for.
She couldn't open her eyes and couldn't see anything, but she could feel the warmth.
I was very tired, as if all my strength had been drained from my body.
She didn't know where she was, nor did she know whether she was dreaming or it was real. She only felt warmth, and she was like a seed buried in the soil, being watered and nourished by the warm and careful spring water. In the next spring, it would sprout, bloom and bear fruit.
Neither sleeping nor awake.
Half dream, half fantasy, seemingly real but not true.
Then one day, she suddenly became a little conscious in this confused state.
Something warm flowed into her throat and then flowed along her body. Originally, all she could feel was the warmth from the outside of her body, but this warm thing also warmed up her internal organs. .
She suddenly realized that she was not dead, but still alive!
She even felt herself being held in someone's arms, and she could feel a strong heart beating against her body.
Someone stroked her face gently and whispered something.
But she couldn't hear a word.
Is it Mo Chuan
Was it he who held himself and saved himself
It must be Mo Chuan.
Her consciousness did not stay awake for long, and she soon drifted away again.
However, she gradually became more sober day by day, and felt more and more clearly that she was still alive.
Finally one day, when that warm thing was fed into her mouth again and flowed down her throat, her consciousness was clearer than ever.
She even slowly opened her heavy eyelids.
Because she was so eager to see Mo Chuan.
She had so many things to say to him and tell him, she couldn't wait!
The moment she opened her eyes, she felt that her eyes were blurry and she couldn't see anything clearly.
She closed her eyes again, but felt that the body holding her seemed to become stiff, no longer solid and soft.
"Mochuan, talk, talk to me, I want to listen to you, I don't want you to just help me heal my wounds, I want to listen to you!"
A voice inside her shouted loudly.
For so many days, he would feed her the warm medicine every day, then use his internal energy to heal her wounds and stimulate the medicinal properties to flow through her body.
But he never spoke to her from beginning to end.
She longed to hear his voice.
After a few more days, she felt that she had more strength in her body, so she was not in a hurry to open her eyes.
Her strength was too weak, and she was afraid that she could only open her eyes for a while. She wanted to give him a surprise.
He didn't stay with her all the time. He would come to give her medicine at a fixed time every day, hold her carefully in his arms, and feed her medicine.
After giving the medicine, he would hold her wrists and inject internal force into her body. Then he would gently let her lie down and leave quietly until the next time he gave the medicine.
When he was not around, there was deathly silence all around, without a single sound.
She even thought she was lying in a coffin.
Finally, she felt him coming again.
He didn't make any sound when he came, but she could just feel him getting closer and closer to her.
Until he put his arms around her shoulders and held her in his arms.
She smiled secretly in her heart.