One year.
Mingxian exhaled a long breath.
But what should he do
Leave... or stay
Mingxian's first thought was to leave, what's the use of staying in such a situation
However, this thought turned around a few times, and finally turned to stay.
He misses the girl.
Crazy thinking.
He didn't want to leave her.
Mingxian asked tentatively, "Chuzheng... Have you been busy recently?"
"No, I think she's here every day." Han Qiqi said to herself without noticing Mingxian's expression.
"Yes... is it?"
"She doesn't accompany you every day, are you forgetful?" Han Qiqi was inexplicable, and like an old master, he touched the non-existent beard: "Jun Bugui has this side effect?"
"No Qiqi." The senior brother didn't take his head off, only the voice came in.
Mingxian froze there.
When has she been with you
She didn't even appear in front of her...
Mingxian was sure it wasn't because he was forgetful, after all, he still clearly remembered what happened yesterday.
Mingxian didn't notice when Hanqiqi left, he looked around, lifted the quilt and went down.
Mingxian put on his clothes and went out. There was a courtyard outside. There was a stream flowing through the courtyard and a small bridge was built.
Unfamiliar environment, Mingxian didn't know where it was.
He walked in any direction, and soon saw Wicked Man A.
The villain A stood in the corridor, bending slightly, Mingxian heard the voice talking to him.
He stood there and waited for the villain A to leave. Before he passed, the people over there turned around, and when they saw him standing here, they turned around and left.
Mingxian's heart was sour for a while, and he gritted his teeth and chased after him.
"The first zither..."
The people in front were fast, and Mingxian felt a little breathless after chasing a distance.
"cough cough..."
Mingxian stopped, clutching his chest and coughing, his fingers were a little wet, and blood was slowly seeping out from the snow-white clothes.
"what happened to you?"
Mingxian's body was supported by someone.
He raised his eyes slightly, held Chuzheng's wrist, and his eyes were red with a circle: "Why are you avoiding me?" The tone seemed to be accusatory.
"..." I'm not avoiding you, I'm afraid I'll kill you if I can't figure it out! Is it easy for me to be sneaky!
Chu Zheng calmly changed the subject: "How come there is blood?"
Feeding him delicious food these days, why is he bleeding again? !
Mingxian looked at the blood on his fingers, and his expression was a little dazed.
Chuzheng brought him back to the room and pulled off his clothes directly.
The wound on Mingxian's shoulder that had healed opened.
Not only the wound, the internal injury he suffered last time also returned to the previous state.
Han Qiqi's senior brother said that the efficacy of the medicine has completely lost its effect, and everything will return to its original state, and it will get worse and worse.
Chuzheng wandered around in place for two laps, pressing the irritability in his heart: "Is there really no way to solve it if you don't return?"
Han Qiqi shook her head: "The only person who can solve your failure to return is my master, but... my master left nothing behind."
The senior brother sighed: "I can concoct the medicine to suppress the failure of the king. I read the handwritten note left by the master, but there is no mention of how to completely solve the failure of the king."
He and Mingxian went back several years.
Han Qiqi seemed to hate him very much at that time, and he didn't know what the adolescent girl was thinking, so she was very rebellious.
One day, this junior sister didn't even say hello, but left a letter saying that she could become a teacher, so she secretly ran down the mountain, and he could only come down to find someone.
No one was found, and trouble was encountered first.
Although his medical skills are good, his martial arts skills are too poor—it can be said that he has no martial arts skills, because his body does not allow him to practice martial arts, and he cannot exercise too much—it was Mingxian who passed by and saved his life.
Mingxian had the same destination as his at that time, so he followed him stubbornly.
Not long ago, Mingxian found him.
Ask him if there is any medicine that can suppress Jun Bugui in a short time.
Maybe sometimes fate has already made arrangements.
Senior brother thought for a while: "How about I go back and look around to see if there are any useful clues, maybe there is a way..."
Mingxian sat on the edge of the bed, and Han Qiqi pulled her senior brother away with great discernment.
"I'm not finished yet."
"As long as you talk a lot, women don't talk as much as you."
"The doctor is benevolent, how did I teach you before..."
"you are annoying."
"Walk well, do you look like a girl?"
"You are too broad!"
"Okay, I won't talk about it, Qiqi, you wait for senior brother, slow down..."
The voices of Han Qiqi and her senior brother faded away, and it became quiet outside.
Chuzheng walked up to Mingxian, squatted down slowly, and held his hand on his knee.
"Don't hide from me." Mingxian blinked and looked at Chuzheng: "I'm running out of time."
"If you listened to me, these things would not happen now." Chuzheng still couldn't hold back: "Why don't you believe me?"
"Are you angry about this?"
Chuzheng's indifferent face: "I'm not angry."
Mingxian is also quite stubborn: "You obviously have."
"No." Chuzheng was angry: "If you say it again, I will leave."
Mingxian choked and took Chuzheng's hand: "Don't go."
There was a hint of nervousness and trembling in his voice.
"Some things took root in my body and forced me to do it. When I went to Qiu Yuehe, I was ready to die with him..."
"The result is that you were sent to the door and besieged by others." Chu Zheng mercilessly inserted the knife.
Mingxian choked.
"If I go one step later, I can directly prepare a coffin for you." Chuzheng stabbed again.
"… "
Although he was a little embarrassed at the time, he was not at a dead end.
Even if something really happened in the end, he felt that he could drag Qiu Yuehe to die together.
Mingxian felt that he could survive to avenge the wronged souls in Kongminggu.
This is his responsibility and he cannot escape.
As for whether he is dead or alive in the end, he really never thought about it before.
Mingxian took out a note from his body and handed it to Chuzheng.
"What's this?"
Mingxian motioned Chuzheng to open it and take a look.
- I am pleased with you.
"The last time I... wrote it, I was going to leave it to you, but... I didn't dare to leave it in the end, so I wrote it again." Mingxian lowered his head, and his voice was a little stumbling.
The chaotic emotions in the bottom of my heart were chaotic, disturbing Mingxian, who could not be at peace.
In the end, he simply didn't think about anything, and looked directly into Chuzheng's eyes: "Does what you said before count?"
Chuzheng asked earnestly, "What?"
Mingxian: "…"
Mingxian's eyelashes drooped, and all his emotions were blocked. He pulled the piece of paper back and folded it slowly: "It's okay, just treat me as nonsense..."
Too.
In his current body, he has only one year left, what can he leave her.
He was just thinking extravagantly, why should people be so accommodating to him.
He wants to think, he doesn't want to think.
What is he.