When I woke up again, I heard the sound of sparks "crackling" in my ears, and overhead was a dilapidated beam covered with cobwebs. It was a dilapidated temple, and when viewed from the collapsed walls, it was full of weeds and desolate.

There was a faint smell of rice on the tip of his nose, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a woman in black walking over with a bowl of white porridge.

"You're awake, that poison is really powerful, it took me most of my mana to get rid of it, how can you thank me?"

Tao Bao took the porridge around the fire and squatted down next to the straw mat where Fahai was lying, with a smile in his eyes, "Can you get up?"

He didn't move or speak, just looked at her with a hint of confusion in his eyes, but was quickly replaced by panic.

"You, you, the poor monk himself can get up"

She put down the bowl, reached out to him, helped him up, let him lean on herself, and then scooped a spoonful of porridge to his mouth, "You don't have the strength in your body now, or I'll help you, come, open your mouth, drink porridge." ”

Her tone could not be refused, for fear that she would be forced to stuff it, Fahai obediently opened his mouth and ate the porridge she fed.

"That's good, go on. She scooped another spoonful and handed it to his mouth, he had given up resisting, and now he was powerless, and in order to suffer less sin, he could only follow what she said.

After feeding him a bowl of white porridge one by one, Tao Bao asked with a smile, "Do you want more?"

Fahai shook his head, wanting to leave her arms, tried to move, but there was no reaction at all, and he couldn't use any strength in his body, so he was immediately deflated.

"Thank you. After a while, he said this. Tao Bao looked down at him, and he leaned on her shoulder with his eyes gently closed, his face calm.

"You're welcome, the relationship between the two of us, you don't have to divide you and me, you don't want to thank me. Tao Bao said with a smile, his tone was as natural as that of an old husband and wife.

Fahai was stunned when he heard this, his eyelids jumped twice, he wanted to defend but couldn't explain it, so he simply closed his eyes now, and the emotions in his eyes did not leak out.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Tao Bao shrugged, put him down and lay down, first took the bowl out and put it away, and brought in a bunch of gauze and medicine.

After all, how could she let go of this kind of good opportunity to enhance her relationship?

With a faint smile on his face, he came in with the medicine, squatted down beside him again, naturally took his injured hand, and tore the sleeve of his shirt in three or two clicks.

The bloody wound was revealed, and the bleeding had stopped her, but it still looked horrible as it looked.

Fahai is also ruthless enough to himself, and he has a good piece of meat in his hand to cut off a large piece of it, and if you look closely, you can see the bones.

I went to bring a basin of hot water in, and took a clean gauze dipped in water to scrub him, this water was made by herself, and it was better than disinfectant water, but the process might be more sour.

Pressing his hand with one hand, picking up the half-wet gauze with the other hand to wipe the wound, as soon as he got it, his hands trembled, Tao Bao coughed uncomfortably, and involuntarily lightened his movements.

After the wound was cleaned, he was dressed with medicine again, and after getting these things done, I looked up at him, only to see that he had his eyes closed, his lips tightly pursed, and his forehead and the tip of his nose were full of fine beads of sweat, apparently he had been patient.

"Ahem, that, I'll light it next time. After saying this, Tao Bao continued to pack up his things, seemingly deliberately, and asked casually:

"To be honest, do you have me or not in your heart?"

He opened his eyes, his eyes were surprisingly bright, and he glanced sideways at Tao Bao, just as she also looked over, and met her expectant gaze, he hurriedly looked away, looked at the weeds outside and asked:

"Where is this?"

"Lanruo Temple. She replied angrily, bowed her head in frustration, fiddled with the fire, and said no more.

"You, what's wrong?" Still not holding back such a quiet atmosphere, Fahai asked, his voice very low, quite cautious.

Tao Bao fiddled with the fire and muttered, "You have mine in your heart, don't you?" Why don't you answer me?"

“”

"I've checked, your branch should be able to marry and have children, why don't you say marry me since I have me? You are a layman, I can also follow you as a monk, let's take care of the temple together, isn't it?"

The subject of the inquiry remained silent.

"Let me ask you again, do you have me in your heart?" she turned her head suddenly, her eyes so bright that he didn't dare to look at her, and turned his head away again in embarrassment.

"What are you trying to make me feel right now? are you flustered, do you feel this way?" he asked stupidly.

Every time she moved, he couldn't tell why she said it and did it.

Hearing him ask, her expression became extremely serious, and she seriously straightened his head, so that he had to look at herself.

"It's not feelings, it's real, your heart is flustered, right?" she asked.

Fahai looked at her and nodded slightly, "It's panicked, it's chaotic, is that what you want me to feel right now?"

He asked again, and Tao Bao's bright eyes slowly dimmed, shook his head, and sat back down on the fire, fiddling with the firewood and not saying a word to him.

The night passed in silence between them, and in the morning she still did not speak, and he began to panic.

This morning's porridge was drunk by himself, and the wound healed surprisingly quickly, but in one night, the new meat was half grown, and it was numb and itchy, but it could not cover the panic in his heart.

He always felt that something was slowly slipping out of his grasp.

It's important, but he doesn't know what.

For another whole day, she didn't say anything, no longer teased him, no longer deliberately teased him, did nothing, and was so silent that it disturbed him.

After another night, she finally spoke, but said, "Since you are all right, I will send you back." ”

He opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know what to say, and she led him to the attic in the blink of an eye, then looked at him, and turned to leave.

He stretched out his hand, halfway through it and stopped, she was going to go, why did he want to pull her back?

"Are you coming back tomorrow?" he asked.

She paused, turned her head to look at him, her eyes full of persistence: "Do you have me or not in your heart?"

Fahai was stunned, he didn't know

After a moment's hesitation, she had already turned away, and he watched in a daze as her figure grew farther and farther away until she was gone.

After a long time, a monk came to deliver food, and when he saw him standing at the door of the attic, he asked anxiously: "Abbot, you haven't come out to get food for the past two days, are you okay?"

"It's okay, you put your things down and go get busy. With these words, Fahai re-entered the attic, sat cross-legged on the futon, closed his eyes and thought about something.

Seeing him like this, the monk did not dare to disturb, put down his things and left, and took the door with him before leaving, so that the attic was quiet again, and he was the only one left.