The birds in the forest were chirping non-stop, and Su Mo slowed down for a while before reluctantly asked Snow Grass, "Are you hurt?"
Snow Grass was so well protected by Su Mo that she was not injured at all. On the contrary, Su Mo must have been seriously injured. She moved to the side and looked at Su Mo, and saw that he was covered in mud, his face was covered with wounds scraped by grass and trees, his arms were still bleeding, and his wrists were weakly attached, which must have been dislocated. Xuecao seemed to be stabbed by something in her chest, and before she could speak, Su Mo sarcastically said, "As you said, I'm really lucky."
Xue Cao choked in her throat and heard him again: "But it's good to be able to protect you one more time."
"Su Mo, what are you trying to make up for?"
"No, I just want to be nice to you."
In the face of Su Mo like this, Snow Grass is too hard to be ruthless.
She connected his dislocated wrist for him, then helped Su Mo up, and saw that the bloody snow grass on Su Mo's back tightened slightly, because she knew how painful such an injury was. Su Mo turned to look at the snow grass, and taught a lesson: "Do you still want to pick such herbs?"
Snow Grass was startled and said decisively: "Yes. I'll pick it tomorrow and eat it myself."
When she helped Su Mo to bandage the wound, she realized that some necessities at home were a little lacking. After thinking about it, she suddenly remembered that she had not been down the mountain for more than a month. With Su Mo, it was so easy to forget the time.
After bandaging the wound, Xuecao said while packing her things, "I'll go down the mountain for a day, and I shouldn't be back tonight. I'll be back tomorrow morning."
Su Mo didn't care about the pain on his body, he immediately sat up and asked, "Going down the mountain again? Do you have to go? I'll go with you."
In fact, Su Mo has accompanied her down the mountain a few times. Since the first time he said nothing, he would not let Xuecao go alone. Xuecao had already guessed his reaction, glanced at him and said, "You are recovering, I am myself. Just go."
Su Mo wanted to speak, but Xuecao cut him straight: "I won't get lost by myself." After that, she brought the sun-dried medicinal herbs and went down the mountain.
As usual, she first went to the south of the city, then went to the pharmacy to buy and sell the medicinal materials, and then took the medicinal materials to those who needed them, but it was too late to go down the mountain today, and when she finished the city gates were closed, she had expected it, so she looked for it. She was staying in an inn, but when she was about to fall asleep at night, she suddenly heard a knock on the door.
Snow grass opened the door, Su Mo stood at the door wrapped in a bandage, looking at her with a pale face and smiled: "I still want to come to you."
Xue Cao looked at him for a long time, and then heard Su Mo say, "I know you can do well by yourself, but I'm worried about myself." He lowered his eyes, like a child, "I'm afraid that I will do it at night. would be afraid."
She didn't know how to be angry with Su Mo like this. The two stood at the door for a while. The candlelight in the room was soft, so that Snow Grass's expression was no longer as cold as before, as if it had changed into the former Snow Grass. , standing in the door, smiled at him, Su Mo couldn't help the commotion in his heart, raised his hand and gently touched Xuecao's cheek: "Xuecao, can I give you a hug?"
Before Yukino could answer, he gently took her into his arms. Like holding a lost and found treasure, I dare not hold it tightly, nor let it go.