When Yan Bubu opened his eyes, he still saw the platform on the mountain wall, and Feng Chen was lying in his arms with his eyes closed. The extreme silence was broken by the sound of rain and waves, and the world returned to its hustle and bustle.
He was stunned for a few seconds, then reached out to wipe the rain off Feng Chen's face.
Feng Chen's skin was no longer terribly cold, nor was he shivering violently. His breathing was steady, as if he was asleep.
"Brother." Yan Bubu called carefully.
Although Feng Chen didn't wake up, his overall condition was obviously getting better. Yan Bubu felt relieved and leaned down to shield him from the wind and rain.
He didn't know how long it had been before he saw a dark shadow in his field of vision and realized that the black lion had appeared silently beside him.
"Where have you been?" Yan Bubu looked at Hei Shi and said softly, "My brother was sick just now and is still sleeping."
The black lion leaned down and gently licked Yan Bubu's cheek. Although he didn't say anything, his action revealed his cautious apology.
"I don't know how long he will sleep." Yan Bubu reached out and touched Feng Chen's forehead, nodded and said, "Well, he doesn't have a fever."
In his mind, fever is the most terrible disease. As long as he doesn't have a fever, everything will be fine.
I don’t know if she was disturbed by his actions, but Feng Chen’s long eyelashes trembled, and a drop of water rolled down from the end of her eyelashes, revealing a pair of eyes as bright as stars.
"Brother, are you awake?" Yan Bubu was surprised and happy.
Feng Chen stared at Yan Bubu without blinking, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Yeah, I'm awake."
Yan Bubu's eyes quickly flashed with tears: "You were sick just now. Fortunately, you didn't have a fever. You just took a nap, but it's still scary."
"Don't cry, I'm fine now, don't cry anymore."
"Don't cry, I won't cry." After Yan Bubu sobbed twice, he stopped crying.
Feng Chen propped himself up and sat up, pressing his forehead with his hand, staring blankly at the sea below, then turned to look at Yan Bubu with a subtle expression.
Yan Bubu felt a little helpless when he looked at her, and quickly wiped her eyes: "I really didn't cry."
Feng Chen still looked him up and down, hooked his finger and said, "Come closer."
Yan Bubu didn't understand, but still moved his face closer.
Feng Chen pinched his chin and looked left and right. Yan Bubu's face turned left and right following his hand, but his eyes were always fixed on his face, full of confusion.
"How can this be called a guide..." Feng Chen muttered, and then let go of his hand, saying in disgust: "Wipe your nose."
"oh."
Yan Bubu was about to raise his sleeve, but Feng Chen quickly grabbed it and fumbled in the inner pocket of his jacket, and took out a piece of tissue that was so wet that it was about to melt, and wiped Yan Bubu's face with it.
Feng Chen threw the tissue into the flood, stroked Yan Bubu's wet curly hair, and said softly as if sighing: "Yan Bubu, you finally became a guide."
"Oh, oh..." Yan Bubu had heard the word guide several times from Feng Chen and Yu Yuan. Although he didn't know what it was, he confirmed it seriously: "Yes, I became a guide."
Feng Chen asked: "Did you go to my spiritual realm just now?"
"Spiritual realm? I don't know, but I seem to have been to a strange place. Yes, I seem to have been there, but I also seem not to have been there. I don't know where it is..." Yan Bubu didn't know how to express himself, and could only stammer: "But I'm clearly here..."