He liked it when she touched his chin when she fed him medicine, but he was a little worried that he had been out for so long and had not cut his beard, and that his beard should have grown long at this time, and her hands were so tender, like a baby's skin, that he was a little worried about pricking her. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Thinking of this, he suddenly smiled inexplicably in his heart.

The next day, she went out early, and when she came back, she was supposed to bring back a lot of herbs, so she began to deal with those herbs early in the morning.

He listened to her voice and never got tired of it. It was as if he could see her in that voice.

After a while, she opened the window, and the sun shone on the head of his bed, on his cold body.

She walked over because he could smell the peculiar fragrance coming from her body. He guessed it might be her body odor. Because of him...... I never heard her bathing, nor did I notice that she had applied any powder.

The little bird followed her to his side, and the little bird landed on his nose at once, and then kept pecking at his nose, and he felt a little itchy and wanted to laugh, but unfortunately his body was still so stiff that he couldn't move at all. Then the girl reached out and drove the bird away, and now he felt a little better.

She had a bowl of medicine in her hand, steaming, and she sat beside him and waited for it to cool down and then feed it to him, and then he hoped that the medicine would cool down slowly, or that it would never cool down.

He hoped that she would always be by his side, and of course he hoped that he would open his eyes sooner.

I can't see it, I can't touch it, it's really uncomfortable, but it's more about the impatience that is suppressed in my heart.

The wind outside the window blew in through the window, and the wisps of flowers gently sprinkled on his face, but he preferred it to be the special fragrance on her.

He even began to blaspheme her a little in his heart, and he imagined in his mind how she would smile, how she would look when he hugged her, what it would be like to kiss her soft lips.

He was looking forward to that day in his heart.

At noon, he smelled an aroma, the aroma of food.

At this moment she had already begun to eat, he did not know what she was eating, after all, he was a snake, and he had never tasted human food before, but at this time, he wanted to taste it with her, because he wanted to taste the taste of the food she cooked.

The bird was chirping again, and she would occasionally gently knock the bird on the head with something, and then say "you", and then go on doing something again.

He couldn't guess what it was, because he was too far away from her to hear.

After a long, long time, she was still quiet and couldn't hear what she was doing.

Then, a sudden tiger roar broke the silence.

The girl opened the door and looked out, presumably seeing the tiger, so she closed the door in fright, and then hurried in and closed the window beside him.

The whistling sound was getting closer and closer, and he could even feel the girl trembling.

She was right next to him, motionless, but her delicate body was trembling and trembling.

The whistling sound was getting closer and closer, and she was trembling more and more violently, and she even leaned unconsciously to his side.

Her body trembled, and he wanted to take her into his arms, but he couldn't move, so he could only agonize.

After that, she was still trembling, but in addition to trembling, she was still sobbing quietly, the voice made people feel sorry, wanted to hug her tightly, and then gently comfort her.

Such a weak woman, how can people not want to be pitied.

He prayed again, hoping that he would wake up soon, and see her soon.

But there was still darkness in front of me, as if it would never be seen.

He waited, just because of her, he was a little less desperate, a little more expectant, he believed that he would be able to wake up, but it would take a little time.

He looked forward to that day, then gave her a hug, took her away, and protected her forever.

But at this moment, he could only let her tremble and cry beside him, and he could not do anything.

After a long time, the tiger roar gradually faded away, she was still trembling slightly, and then slowly, carefully walked to the window, and then slowly opened the window, and looked out carefully.

Probably because she couldn't see the tiger, she gradually stopped crying and sat down beside her.

She sat like that, silently, without saying anything, doing nothing, just sitting like that, he felt the temperature of her skin, it should not be too far from him, how he wished he could move a little, just a little, as long as he could touch her a little, tell her that she was not alone here, and that he was by her side.

After a long time, she probably recovered, and then gradually got out of bed, walked outside, and was doing something again. He guessed that she might be tinkering with the medicine again, and sure enough, it wasn't long before he smelled the familiar scent again.

This medicine is indeed useful, he has been drinking it for a few days, but he feels that the injuries in his body seem to be gradually healing, and perhaps, soon, he will be able to wake up.

However, why is his consciousness so clear, his body is still so heavy, it doesn't look like it's going to be good at all, this makes him a little worried, he is worried about whether something is wrong, otherwise how can he always be empty and conscious, and his body is completely undriven.

He began to wonder what was wrong, why this situation is happening now, is there really something wrong? So can he wake up too quickly, he is very worried at the moment, he is afraid that he may be like this forever, become a living dead, maybe more uncomfortable than the living dead, because after all, the living dead are still unconscious, unable to receive the sound of the outside world, but he can know everything in the outside world, but he can never say anything, can not do anything.

Perhaps, in contrast, he still prefers to be the living dead, so that he doesn't have to be full of expectations but always can't get his wish.

However, he was afraid that it would be that situation, in this case, he really wouldn't be able to see her, and when he thought of this, an indescribable feeling came over his heart.

He prayed not to be like that, or he really didn't know what to do, and perhaps he felt that he would be more desperate than in the depths of the sea.