The devil in white rarely spoke. She didn't have the energy to speak, so most of the time the two of them spent together was silent.
She stopped asking him stupid silly questions like why he saved her.
Because she knew that if she lived, he would also live. If she died, he would die of poison soon.
Now he can no longer raise some medicine people like before, and then take the medicine people's blood to suppress the toxicity, because now the balance of toxicity in his body has been broken, and the only way to keep him alive is for her to exorcise him. poison.
Get rid of all the poison from his body.
In today's world, only she can do it!
Her health is getting better day by day.
Time passed slowly as the two people got along in silence.
From spring to summer, from autumn to winter.
When the snowflakes were falling, he pushed her in the wheelchair to sit in front of the window and watch the snow.
The heavy snow fluttered down like goose feathers, and the earth was covered with silver white.
The ferocious bird was having a lot of fun chasing snowflakes in the yard.
A smile appeared on the corners of her lips unconsciously.
"The snow is so beautiful, the most beautiful snow I have ever seen." She seemed to be talking to herself, because she knew he would not answer her.
During this time, she had been talking to herself, but he seemed to have become mute and rarely spoke.
Sure enough, the devil in white remained silent.
The silver mask reflected the fluttering snowflakes, looking so cold and heartless.
Winter is over and spring is coming again.
On a full-moon night, he pushed her to sit in the yard and look at the moon in the sky.
The spring night breeze was cool. She had just recovered from a serious injury and was particularly afraid of the cold. He took a thick fox fur and wrapped her tightly, leaving only her pretty face exposed.
She stared at the bright moon in the sky, but her heart was unconsciously thinking of Mo Chuan and her Ling'er.
The mournful sound of the flute reached her ears, each note lingering, gentle, moving, ethereal and clear.
She had never heard such beautiful flute music. It was the most beautiful flute music she had ever heard in her life.
Turning around, she found that under the moonlight, the devil in white was holding a jade flute and playing it softly.
The moonlight is like water, and the sound of the flute is like a dream.
This full moon night with the beautiful flute music was deeply engraved in her mind for a long, long time thereafter.
But after that night, she never heard his flute again.
She could move slowly and no longer relied on a wheelchair, so she began to prepare medicine and an antidote for him.
But her fingers were still too weak to give him the injection, so his sense of smell and taste never recovered.
But when she started cooking, she intentionally put a lot of salt in the food, making it so salty that it tasted bitter, but he ate it with relish.
Whenever this happens, her eyes will flash with a cunning and proud look, like a little fox braving bad water.
She would be in a good mood every time she teased him like this.
Only in this way can she stop herself from falling into crazy missing, because missing is too torturous.
She missed Linger, she missed Mo Chuan, she missed Xiao Ru...
She missed them very much!
"You should go back tomorrow."
The cold voice of the devil in white suddenly sounded, interrupting her thoughts.
She looked up in surprise and joy, "Tomorrow?"
The devil in white didn't speak anymore. He was holding a bowl of steaming medicine in his hand.
In the past, when she was unconscious, he would feed her medicine, put one hand around her waist, let her lean on his chest, and feed her mouthfuls.