I felt like I slept for a long time, and although I woke up halfway through, most of them were drowsy. I narrowed my eyes and hurried back to sleep, and every time I woke up for a short time, there was someone by my side.
The man's breath made me feel at ease, as if nothing could hurt me as long as he was around, and I could sleep like this forever.
"Why isn't he awake yet?"
"If you eat a palm with his body, you will sleep for so long. It's a fate for him to live, so don't pick and choose." As soon as I heard this way of speaking without any respect, I remembered that this person should It was the "Doctor Sun" who came to see a madman last time. I heard that he is a well-known and well-known doctor around here, but he has a strange temper.
Dr. Sun added: "But it's useless for him to wake up. This man's pulse is like a lamp running out of oil. Maybe it will suddenly disappear one day. You should prepare a coffin for him!"
A sudden loud noise, like the sound of something being shattered, awakened my still somewhat chaotic sanity.
I slowly opened my eyes and heard the madman's voice, which was still suppressed under his anger: "What coffin are you going to prepare! If you can't cure it, get out of here, what nonsense are you talking about here?"
Doctor Sun didn't know if he was angry or scared, but his voice was shaking: "I'm talking nonsense? Good! Since you can't trust my medical skills, don't send anyone to find me in the future, please be smart!"
Then came the sound of footsteps and Xiao Mobei chasing out with an apologetic voice: "Old Sun, please slow down, if my brother doesn't care, it will be messed up, don't get angry with him..."
I tilted my head slightly and let my eyes fall to the center of the room. I saw Xiao Zhongnan standing in front of a pile of broken wood with his back to me, slumped and motionless.
"Xiao..." As soon as I blurted out a word, I stopped because I remembered that I had broken up with him, and he said he didn't want to hear me call him Brother Xiao anymore.
Just when I was hesitating about what to call him, the madman turned around and rushed towards the bed the moment he heard my voice. When I saw his face clearly, I was a little stunned.
His eyes are bloodshot, his eyes are blue, and his beard is unshaven. Where is the old style that scared the Beimen Dao Zong and Yin Jianmen to urinate? This appearance is similar to the lunatic when I first met.
Thinking of the madman, I suddenly recalled that before I fell into a coma, I vaguely heard the person in front of me calling me "Nennan". He never called me when he was awake. Could he have remembered it
"Crazy... son?" I called him tentatively.
Unexpectedly, the other party's reaction was so great, his eyes widened, and he hugged me tightly, as if he wanted to embed me in his flesh.
He spoke in my ear, his voice trembling: "Why didn't you tell me?"
"You..." I felt like something was stuck in my throat for a moment, and it took me several tries before I made a sound, "You remember?"
The person buried in my neck nodded slightly: "Yes."
Suddenly I wanted to cry and laugh, and I felt like I had a lot to say to him, but in the end I just closed my eyes and hugged him back hard, my mind in chaos.
After a long time, I said dumbly: "I didn't want to lie to you, and I didn't have any purpose to approach you. After I left the valley, I went back to find you. You gave me that jade tablet, and I didn't want to be the leader myself. Yes, I didn't let Protector Yang steal the letter..." I gradually lost my ability to speak, and there seemed to be a rush of heat in my eyes, "Why don't you believe me? You don't believe Lin Yue, but you don't believe me!"
As if stung by my words, he hugged me even tighter, rubbing his rough beard on my neck, and dropping lingering kisses one by one.
"Shh, I know, I know it all," he reassured me as he kissed, "It's my fault, it's all my fault..."
The more he is like this, the more I feel that the years of bitterness finally have a place to pour, and the more aggrieved.
"You guys know how to bully me in the right way in martial arts. You are like bastards. The old man from the North Gate Sword Sect even hit me..." I sniffed, "I'm like this, and he still hits me. I'm in so much pain, I'm vomiting blood."
It was clear that he could endure no matter how much pain he had before, and he secretly got up in the middle of the night and ran out of the house in order not to let him know that he was sick, but now he seems to have endured to the limit. Soothe the pained pet.
But I don't feel embarrassed at all, I'm about to die, so I'm not allowed to act like a spoiled brat with him? Even before the beheading, he gave him a full meal!
"Don't be angry..." The madman held my face and came over and kissed my forehead, my face, and my mouth, as carefully as treating the most precious treasure. "I'll kill them for you." He said very scary words with infinite tenderness.
I saw that there was no smile in his eyes, he seemed to be serious, and he was a little confused for a while.
He won't really destroy the North Gate Sword Sect and the Hidden Sword Sect for me, will he
I was apprehensive, thinking of what I heard when I woke up, and asked him, "Did Yang Shengqi tell you something?"
He didn't answer my question directly, he just stroked my face and said, "He went to pick up Elder Wen. When Elder Wen arrives, he will definitely be able to cure you with his medical skills. Don't be afraid."
It seems that he knows about the "Secret Book of Youhua". In order for the madman to save me, Hufa Yang must have made this very sensational, or he might have described me as an infatuated, unrepentant, idiot.
I hesitated again and again, but still couldn't hold back, and said, "Is it because I'm dying that you feel guilty for being so good to me?"
I'm dying, I still have to get to the bottom of it, and I deserve to live so tired.
But as a person like me, although I usually see the wind and feel a little jealous, I don't want my sweetheart to give me mercy and pity me because of sympathy and guilt.
I, Han Qingyan, have not yet been humbled to that point.
Xiao Zhongnan's face changed when he heard the words, and he said bluntly: "Don't talk nonsense, you won't die if you don't die." It seemed like he said that I really can't die.
He took my hand and put it on his chest: "and how good am I to you? You have to live a long time, so that you can know how good I will be to you in the future. Better than the lunatic once, better than anyone else Be good."
Under the palm is a powerful beating, separated by an even and powerful layer of flesh and blood, as if within reach.
I tightened my fingers slightly, wanted to leave but was reluctant to leave, and finally looked at him jokingly and said, "But lunatics are not good to me. He treats me as Mrs. Xiao, and asks me to give birth to him..."
I also wondered how good he could be to me, but at the same time I understood that the words "can't die" were purely self-deception.
I knew in my heart that I was afraid I was helpless.
Xiao Zhongnan squeezed my cheek softly, with doting eyes in his eyes: "Who said I took you for her? You are you, she is her, I can tell." Before he finished, he added, "Yuan If you are not as fierce as you, you will kick me at every turn."
Hi! It's my fault, can I not kick it at that time? ! I secretly slandered, but I didn't bother with the question of whether I was ashamed or not. If I bothered again, I would seem petty.
"Mrs. Xiao's name is Yuan'er?" I teased, "Isn't it Nannan?"
He was stunned for a moment, and then helplessly said: "Did you think that every time I called Nannan, I was calling her and taking you as her substitute?"
I didn't say anything, I acquiesced.
He sighed, turned on the bed, and put me on his shoulder: "You are my nan, I have never called anyone that."
Actually, I don't care at all. It's a name, and it's a sticky, special woman's name. I don't even care about his name. It's ugly.
The corners of my mouth couldn't stop rising, I tried my best to say "Oh" in a calm tone, but I couldn't help but burst into joy.
As long as I know that this person is in love with me, I will die without regret.
I lay quietly for a while and suddenly asked, "When did you remember what happened in the cave?"
"On the third day after you left, I found the "Secret Book of Nether Flowers" in your room. After reading it, I knew how wrong I was, but you've already been driven away by me, and I'm ruined and annoyed , Under the emotional ups and downs, the infuriating qi surged up in the body, and the qi and blood that was blocked in the brain were flushed out, and then everything came to mind."
The madman now knows everything about me, and he tells me all at once, but I get to the point quickly.
"Why did you go to my room?" My yard is far from where he lives.
This time he paused for a long time, so long that I couldn't help urging him before he spoke.
"I miss you so much," he said.
I was startled, my heart was instantly sour, astringent and sweet, and the taste was complete.
"I miss you too." I rubbed his shoulder.
But ironically, as soon as the voice fell, I felt a sharp pain in my body, and the pain made me curl up into a ball, and a painful moan came out of my mouth.
When Xiao Zhongnan found out that I was wrong, he immediately pulled me into his arms at a loss, and called me anxiously: "NanNan!"
I clenched his shirt tightly with five fingers, and felt the pain in my body getting stronger and stronger, as if it was going to destroy my body, consume my will, and completely grind me to dust.
"It hurts..." A fishy sweet liquid poured out of the throat, overflowing along the corner of the lips.
Xiao Zhongnan's eyes were all red, and he shouted outside the door: "Someone! Bring that doctor back to me! Go!" He turned his head and coaxed me again, "It doesn't hurt, you're good, it won't hurt soon. , you don't fall asleep..."
Mottles began to appear in front of me, and I gradually became unable to see things clearly. The hand holding the madman's shirt was about to slip off, and he grabbed it in the palm of his hand.
I just woke up and I'm going to faint again, and I don't know if I can wake up this time.
In general, I still hope to wake up. After all, I have just communicated with the lunatic, and I still want to taste the joy of mutual love.