In the bathroom of the villa, Jian Ningxuan soaked Anbu in a bathtub filled with warm water, patiently helped her wash her hair, scrub her bath, massage her, and used her anger to gradually remove the corpse spots on her skin.
In the past, An Bu needed to replenish her vitality on time to maintain her vitality, but now she can no longer absorb vitality, and her body full of lifeless energy will eventually become an immortal mummy. Jianjian has been by Anbu's side all the time. Although she can help her clean up some of the dirt, she can't bring her back to life.
Jian Ningxuan repeatedly massaged Anbu's muscles until they became soft, moist and smooth.
"Bubu, I will massage you every day from now on, and I promise to make you beautiful." Jian Ningxuan gently brushed the hair on the side of her face, and stared at her softly.
Anbu's face was expressionless, but his eyes kept staring at his hands, as if observing his every move.
Washed Anbu clean, changed her into comfortable home clothes, carried her to the bed, and picked up the hair dryer to help her dry her hair.
"You wait for me here for a while, I'll clean it up." Jian Ningxuan stroked An Bu's dry hair, gave an order, and then walked into the bathroom with a change of clothes.
As his figure disappeared into the bathroom, Anbu's vision turned gray again. She stared helplessly at the closed bathroom door, and when he came out of the bathroom, brilliant colors suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
"Come here, I'll show you around." Jian Ningxuan took An Bu's hand and took her to know their home again.
Most of the handicrafts at home are made by her, the furniture is arranged by her, and the flowers and plants are also planted by her... She always decorates their lives with heart, colorful and enthusiastic.
"Bubu, do you want to drink juice?" Jian Ningxuan led Anbu to the kitchen, took out some fruits from the freezer, cleaned them, peeled and cut them into pieces, and put them into the juicer.
Anbu stood by the dining table, watching him pour the squeezed juice into a glass, insert a straw, and hand it to her.
Following his movements, An Bu's eyes moved to the glass on the table, which contained golden juice, and the blue straw shook gently in the juice a few times.
"Just by looking at it, it won't automatically fly into your stomach." Jian Ningxuan picked up the cup and brought the straw to Anbu's lips, "Take a sip?"
An Bu opened his mouth and bit the straw, gulping down every drop.
When the juice was gone, she was still biting the straw, chewing up and down.
"How?" Jian Ningxuan pulled the straw out of her teeth, expecting her reaction.
An Bu's face was expressionless, showing neither like nor dislike.
After losing her life book, she should no longer be able to convert food into anger, but miraculously, after drinking the juice, although most of it was dissolved by the dead energy, a small part was successfully transformed into anger and slowly merged into the abdomen.
"It's okay." Jian Ningxuan hugged her, "We will have plenty of time in the future."
He will re-teach her how to live according to Bubu's previous living habits. He could feel that Bubu's heart was not dead yet.
In the evening, Jian Ningxuan opened her notebook and played a yoga tutorial.
"This is your daily program. Let's start with the simplest movements." Jian Ningxuan followed the tutorial and demonstrated basic movements for Anbu.
However, he overestimated his physical flexibility.
When doing the third movement with hands touching the ground and bending forward, those two long legs became an insurmountable obstacle.
Anbu: "..."
After several failed attempts, Jian Ningxuan straightened his waist and said calmly: "Just understand the spirit, let's move on to the fourth movement."
An Bu squatted aside, silently watching his performance.
If he could barely control the fourth movement, the horse-riding pose, then when he did the fifth movement, he was finally convinced that he would never learn yoga in his life. The fifth movement is mountain pose, bending down, touching the ground with the head, straightening the feet together, raising the buttocks in the air, forming a golden triangle.
It's ashamed to show your buttocks to the sky...
"Bubu, I think swimming is more suitable for you now than yoga..." Jian Ningxuan was about to discuss with her another way of exercising, but when she turned her head, she saw her complete a standard mountain pose.
This movement is made by her, revealing a sense of calmness, serenity and flexibility.
Jian Ningxuan's eyes were hot, and her figure was deeply reflected in his pupils.
An Bu maintained this posture and looked sideways at him, as if asking for his opinion.
"Every step is amazing." Jian Ningxuan resisted the urge to hug her, and played back the video, "Let's do it again."
This time Jian Ningxuan didn't continue to make a fool of himself, but just watched Anbu's practice from the sidelines.
Her body still seems to have retained the previous habits. Although the movements are a bit sluggish, they are not unfamiliar, but she has mastered the essentials after two or three times, and she can do it with ease, as if she has practiced it thousands of times.
Every time An Bu completes an action, he will glance at Jian Ningxuan, and after getting the compliment, he will continue to the next action.
After finishing all 11 basic movements, Jian Ningxuan immediately hugged her into his arms and kissed her face tenderly.
An Bu looked up at him, bright colors shining in his eyes.
In the following time, Jian Ningxuan took Anbu to beauty and fitness every day, studied cooking skills, made handicrafts, listened to music, painted, carved... Although they were all things he was not good at before, he was willing to learn with Anbu.
Under the envelop of Jian Ningxuan's anger, An Bu was almost isolated from the dead energy, and his body was nourished and became healthier and healthier. From a distance, he looked like ordinary people, but when he got close, the mind of ordinary people would still be affected by the dead energy. Only when Jian Ningxuan is present can this effect be eliminated.
"Bubu, do you want to go for a walk later?" Jian Ningxuan turned to look at Anbu, and then her gaze fell on her hand.
She kneaded a few pieces of clay into a bunch of wisteria flowers, and the flowers overlapped and were meticulously detailed.
A flash of surprise flashed in Jian Ningxuan's eyes: Bubu, do you remember? Our cohabitation began with wisteria flowers.
Anbu didn't pay attention to Jian Ningxuan's expression, put the pinched wisteria flower aside, and continued to play with other clay.
A few minutes later, the second piece was completed, a pair of white sneakers. Then there are black socks, white T-shirt, and gray underwear, which are neatly placed on the table. It is the outfit that Jian Ningxuan wore when he accompanied her for a walk the day before yesterday.
Jian Ningxuan: "... Is there a pair of sweatpants missing?"
An Bu pinched another pair of dark black sweatpants.
"And yours?"
Anbu turned his head, as if recalling, but in the end he didn't remember what he was wearing at that time.
Jian Ningxuan's eyes are like water: I remember his clothes, but I can't remember my own...
"Let's go, change clothes, and go for a walk." Jian Ningxuan pulled up Anbu, took her to wash her hands, and then helped her change into a set of brightly colored sportswear.
Anbu tugged at the hem of his clothes and looked down at the beautiful color on his body. But for a moment, the color suddenly faded, and finally turned into a dark gray.
She raised her head and found that Jian Ningxuan was gone, and there was only depressing black and white in her sight.
An Bu turned and walked out of the bedroom, poked her head out from the corner of the corridor, and found her color in the kitchen.
Jian Ningxuan walked out of the kitchen with a jug full of juice, and seeing the head protruding from the corridor, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.
"Come here, ready to go." He waved to An Bu.
Anbu walked over to him, lifted her feet skillfully, and waited for him to help her change her shoes.
Jian Ningxuan tapped her forehead lightly: "Don't be lazy, you have to learn to change shoes by yourself."
Even though he said so, he still squatted down and helped her put on her shoes.
"Let's go." Jian Ningxuan opened the door and reached out to Anbu.
Anbu stared at his hand for a long time, then slowly put his hand into his palm.
Between the two hands clasped, there is a faint force that is being transmitted.
She can't think, she just instinctively wants to get close to this person.
The breath of death has been calling her, but she is unwilling to leave, always feeling that she belongs here.
There was a sudden warmth in the abdomen, as if something was waking up, this feeling had appeared more than once, they were tenaciously surviving in the space full of dead air.
Anbu didn't care, and let Jian Ningxuan lead her around.
She walked very slowly, step by step, as if she had measured it, and it was exact. Jian Ningxuan always cooperated with her, slowing down and walking slowly.
An Bu looked at the sky at the end of the road, and then at the man beside him, his lips moved slightly.
"What?" Jian Ningxuan turned her head and asked expectantly, "Bubu, were you calling me just now?"
Anbu indifferent.jpg: "..."
"I always feel that you are calling me." Jian Ningxuan chuckled.
simple…
Jian Ningxuan paused, then turned to look at her again.
Anbu indifferent.jpg: "..."
Jian Ningxuan: "..."
He stared at her for a long time, but didn't get a response, so he had to give up.
Jane, Ning, Xuan... An Bu silently called his name, repeating, as if he had discovered some fun game.
Although she didn't make a sound, Jian Ningxuan could always sense it, and looked back at her from time to time.
In the evening, Anbu ate a plate of vegetable salad, drank a glass of fruit juice, did half an hour of yoga, half an hour in the beauty bath, and half an hour of manual massage. Finally, he lay on the soft big bed, his whole body was cute Cute.
Anbu didn't need to sleep, but this night, she fell asleep in Jian Ningxuan's arms.
After falling asleep, she didn't wake up for several days, which frightened Jian Ningxuan again.
He called Fang Cun over to see if he could find the reason for An Bu's drowsiness.
With the help of various medical equipment, Fang Cun helped An Bu do a thorough inspection, and then he was a little confused.
"What's wrong step by step?" Seeing his strange expression, Jian Ningxuan urged in a deep voice.
Fang Cun's expression was broken, and he muttered to himself: "How is it possible, how is it possible..."
Jian Ningxuan was about to get angry when he suddenly heard him shout in disbelief: "How can a corpse be pregnant???"
Jian Ningxuan: "..."
"Mr. Jian, how did you do it?" Fang Cun looked at him in shock, "Your gene is so powerful that it can impregnate a corpse???"
Jian Ningxuan tried to calm down: "...how many months?"
"About two months."
Jian Ningxuan immediately thought of the night he and Anbu soaked in the hot springs in the villa. At that time, Anbu was only one step away from being resurrected, but no one expected that she would be able to get pregnant.
This little life came unexpectedly, Jian Ningxuan didn't know whether to be happy or worried.
"Does pregnancy have any effect on Step by Step?"
Fang Cun thought about it and said, "I think pregnancy is good for Sister An. Her body has completely lost its vitality, but the appearance of this little life has become the only vitality in her body."
"what do you mean… "
"Whether Sister An can regain her sanity in the future, this little life may be her turning point."
Jian Ningxuan held Anbu's hand tightly, with uncontrollable excitement and joy in his eyes.
"By the way, Mr. Jian, do you mind providing me with some of your sperm, I want to study your anti-human genes..."
Then, Fang Cun was packed and thrown out of the villa by Jian Ningxuan.
Anbu has been in a coma for seven days. When she woke up, the first thing she saw was Jian Ningxuan who was sleeping soundly by the bed.
"Bubu, you finally woke up." As if feeling something, Jian Ningxuan woke up shortly after Anbu woke up.
Jian Ningxuan turned over and stood up: "I'll prepare hot water for you, take a bath later, and massage by the way."
"simple… "
"After taking a bath, I have some good news to tell you." Jian Ningxuan said as he walked towards the bathroom.
"Jane, Ning, Xuan..."
Jian Ningxuan paused and turned his head abruptly.
Anbu looked at him, and called out word by word: "Jian, Ning, Xuan."
Jian Ningxuan's heart was instantly filled with surprise: "Bubu, you called me?"
"Jane, Ning, Xuan."
Jian Ningxuan rushed to the bed and hugged Anbu into his arms: "Haha..."
"Jian Ningxuan." An Bu repeated his name, but only his name.
But this name represents Anbu's hope of regaining his sanity.
"Hahaha..." Jian Ningxuan happily hugged her around in a circle.
"Bubu, you are truly a miracle in my life."
Anbu looked at him intently, with only a brilliant color in his eyes.
This must be, the color of life...