The afterglow of the setting sun came in, covering the entire courtyard with a faint layer of gold.

Under the porch of the blue brick house stood a young man in a white shirt and black suit pants.

He has handsome eyebrows and eyes, but his eyebrows are full of indifference.

Qin Sang stood up and was about to hand over the peach blossom he had grasped in the palm of his hand, when he found that the corners of the young man's eyebrows and eyes were a little red, which made him a little more popular.

The young man's brow twitched, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

The corners of Qin Sang's mouth turned up, evoking a sweet smile.

Her smile is as sweet as honey, and her beauty is a little more beautiful than the peach blossoms in March.

"Now, for you. Qin Sang held a large bouquet of peach blossoms in both hands and handed it to the young man's front eye.

The young man stood still, and the pain in his eyes deepened: "Get out." ”

Qin Sang frowned, tilted his head and looked at the young man: "Are you sick?"

The young man finally moved, he stretched out his hand and slapped the peach blossom in Qin Sang's hand, his voice was even colder, with a hint of anger: "Go out." ”

Qin Sang looked down at the peach blossoms that had fallen to the ground, and then looked up at the young man who didn't have any affection at all, his eyes turned red.

It's just that although her eyes were red, she didn't shed tears, nor was she angry, and after a while, she laughed again, and her smile was still so sweet.

"You're sick, and it's inevitable that you'll lose your temper. ”

Qin Sang was looking for reasons for young people.

The young man took a few steps back, his expression full of displeasure.

"Are you really feeling bad? Do you have a fever?"

Qin Sang took a few steps forward, and he didn't know how she did it, it seemed that he moved to the young man's side in an instant, and reached out to hold his arm, and put his other white and tender hand on the young man's forehead: "Ah, why is it so hot?"

"Get out. The young man pushed Qin Sang away and dodged in embarrassment.

He pushed harder, Qin Sang was defenseless, so he fell straight to the ground, the ground under the corridor was concrete, a little rough, after Qin Sang fell to the ground, because she supported her body with her hands, her palms wore out a piece of skin, and her eyebrows were slightly frowning.

She looked up, her big eyes were hazy, and her little face was full of grievances.

The young man's heart was shocked, and he didn't know why, but his heart felt a little more painful.

He stretched out his hand, still clenched his fist and retracted it, turned around, and quickly entered the house, with a bang, the door closed, and then a colder voice came: "Hurry up, or I will ask someone to kick you out." ”

Qin Sang got up, stood under the porch with his head down, and a few tears fell to the concrete floor, smashing a little dust.

"You, you can find someone to buy you some medicine, the fever is so bad, it must be very uncomfortable. ”

Qin Sang's voice was small, a little aggrieved, but it also implied worry: "I, I'm leaving......"

After saying this, she grinded for a while before turning to leave.

As when she came, she took a ladder to the wall and climbed the wall to get out of the courtyard.

In the gray room, the young man sat by the window, looked out through the glass window, and saw Qin Sang take out the ladder from his backpack, put it on the wall a little clumsily, and carefully climbed to the wall, during which the ladder began to sway twice, and Qin Sang's frightened body was a little stiff.

The young man's heart was beating wildly, and he could barely control the desire to go over and help her.

However, thinking of his strange physique and the possible harm to Qin Sang, the young man endured it.

It wasn't until he watched Qin Sang's figure slowly disappear that he came out of the house.

Standing in the place where he had just stood, the young man's sharp eyes found a dazzling red on the concrete floor.

Thinking of the pain that clearly flashed in Qin Sang's eyes when he fell, the young man's brows furrowed, he squatted down, and the closer he got closer, the more he felt that the red was dazzling and piercing.

Seeing the peach blossoms lying scattered not far away, the young man picked them up one by one, put them into a bunch, and brought them into the house.

He took out a blue and white porcelain bottle, filled it with some water, and offered the bouquet of peach blossoms into the bottle.

As soon as he put the vase on the windowsill, there was a tearing pain in the young man's body.

He gritted his teeth, tried to restrain his steps, and struggled to the edge of the bed, and could no longer hold back the fall on the bed.

The sweat on his forehead rolled down in big drops, and his whole body was so hot that it could burn people, and the pain spread to his entire body, so that he couldn't help but gasp for breath, and his eyes were red.

The young man clutched the sheets under his hands, enduring the burning pain.

I don't know how long it took for him to ease up a little.

Rolling out of bed, the youth almost crawled out.

There was a well in the corner of the yard, and he climbed to the well, and with all his might, he carried a bucket of water, and poured it on himself.

With a snort, a rough voice came from deep in his throat.

The young man's hair was disheveled, his clothes were no longer neat, and his face was as red as a red cloth.

He collapsed on the edge of the well, slowly closing his eyes.

The rising sun jumped over the ground, the cool breeze of the morning breeze blew and blew off the peach petals on the ground, and a ladder stretched out on the wall of the quiet courtyard, and the good-looking girl climbed down from the ladder.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, she couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Ignoring the ladder leaning against the wall, Qin Sang quickly ran to the young man's side, reached out and touched his forehead, and then looked at his clothes that were still wet, Qin Sang's eyes rolled, and he got up and dragged the young man hard to move him to the house.

She found a dry towel in the house, took off the young man's clothes, wiped him clean with a dry towel, and stuffed him into the quilt on the bed.

After settling the people, Qin Sang found the kitchen, looked at the things in the kitchen, thought about it, boiled a pot of boiling water and poured it into the thermos, and took out a bag of snacks from his backpack, as well as a little malt cream.

She put her things on the table in the house, and saw that there was a desk in the house, as well as paper and pen, Qin Sao took a piece of paper, picked up the pen and wrote a line of words, and at the end, she naughtily went to the peach tree in the yard to fold a peach blossom and put it on the paper.

Looking back at the young man who was still sleeping peacefully on the bed, the corners of Qin Sang's mouth hooked slightly, revealing a triumphant smile: "In this way, isn't it at my mercy." ”

She sat on the edge of the bed, held the young man's hand, closed her eyes slightly, and began to run exercises to absorb the yang qi on the young man's body.

It wasn't until Qin Sang felt a sense of fullness in her body that she got up with satisfaction and quickly left the hut.

Walking on the streets of the county town in the morning, Qin Sang was in a much better mood.

She walked briskly, with a sweet smile on her face, and almost wanted to sing in a good mood.

I really didn't expect her to be so lucky that she actually came across the day when that young man had a bad attack once a year.

There are too many yang qi, which is not only harmful to others, but also to young people, and the biggest harm is the most ferocious three days that occur once a year.

In the past three days, the evil qi will wander among the young man's limbs and bones little by little, making him feel painful, the pain is even more uncomfortable than Ling Chi, and it is a pain that he wants to die immediately.

He was a little better when he was younger, and when he became an adult, he had more seizures every year than the previous year.

This young man has amazing perseverance and can endure it like this.

If it had been someone else, maybe he would have been tortured and committed suicide a long time ago, and even if he hadn't committed suicide, maybe he would not have been able to bear the pain and go crazy.

Yesterday should have been the day of the youthful attack.

And his evil qi flares up, the six relatives don't recognize him, and the ferocity is extremely cruel, as long as the people around him will be affected, and the evil qi is too heavy, not to mention getting closer to the young man, even if it is ten meters away from him, he may be implicated.

This should also be the reason why the young man is not shy about Qin Sang.

While Qin Sang was thinking about these things, his feet were a little faster.

She has absorbed so much evil qi, she should hurry back to find a place to absorb and refine, with these evil qi, Qin Sang's body should be much better, at least she will no longer want to faint at every turn like before, and her weak body has no strength at all.