"Qinghuan," Nan Yang was hugged tightly by Qinghuan, extremely relieved, closed his eyes, and wanted to entrust his whole body to her like this, "My innocence is given to you, never bear me." ”

"Master, I will never live up to you." Qinghuan rested his face on Nanyang's shoulder socket and rubbed it gently.

"Before, I have been on the run, tired and you have suffered a lot, it is my fault, you forgive me." Nan Yang's flat voice came slowly in his ears, and his tone seemed to say something indifferent, but the content was unprecedented.

"Master, I know, I know you better than anyone else. I have loved you for seven years, I know that you like to be in a daze, I know that you like to eat sweets, I know what time you sleep and what time you wake up every day, I know that when you eat oranges, you have to peel all the oranges on it, you know that your eyes will bend but you will not smile when you are happy, you will squint when you are angry, and you will see the ground when you are nervous and your ears will be red. I know so much, but I don't know your temperament, and I don't know how you did it? …… I know, so I never blame you. Who called me fell in love with you first, and loved you for seven years. ”

"......" Nan Yang felt a little pain in his heart, but he didn't know why, he just hugged Qinghuan's waist harder and harder.

Qinghuan raised his head, with a smile on the corner of his lips: "I'm not a fool, it's just that I remember many things in my heart and have never told you." Now that I have time to say, there is a lot of time, and I am very happy. …… I was abandoned as a child, and I can't remember anything clearly, but I know that everyone abused me, everyone didn't want me, and treated me like a dog on the street. I later understood the reason, I really admired me at that time, fortunately I had no brains, otherwise I would not have been tortured to death, and I would have been unable to stand it and commit suicide. ”

Qinghuan paused, and wiped the tears in the corners of his eyes on Nan Yang's shoulder: "So, when I was so down-and-out and so wolf, I was looked at by you, and you didn't let me die there." You take me home, bathe me, dress me, name me. I like that you don't always like to talk, but only talk to me patiently; I like that you don't care much about others, and you hug me and coax me when you see me crying. You know, if a person is treated favoritishly by another person, he will never want to lose that partiality again. ”

"After so many years, are you tired?" Nan Yang asked softly.

"Sometimes I feel so tired, I long to catch up with you, to stand at a height with you, to be higher than you, and to protect you as you once protected me. But the reality is so cruel, you are so much older than me, and I can't get rid of this distance no matter what. You think, when I was seven years old, you were one hundred and ten years old, and I finally reached seventeen, and you were ten years older. I want to protect you, I want to bear all the suffering, but God can't do it. …… So all I can do is to put you more important than my own life. ”

"Silly boy......" Nan Yang was muffled on Qinghuan's shoulder, and his voice was muffled. Finally, there was a person who wanted to rely on her.

Qinghuan's voice was a little choked, but it was very serious: "No matter how many years I live, where you are, I will be there." If you are in the clouds, I will chase you to the clouds; If you are in Hell, I will go with you to Hell. If you don't want me anymore, I'll wait for you in the same place until you come back. ”

“…… What if I don't come back? ”

Qinghuan was silent for a moment, and then said word by word unusually resolutely:

"Then wait until you die."

Nan Yang just thought that he was so fortunate that he met this person when the five hundred years had not yet come to an end.

Qinghuan smiled lightly, suddenly let go of Nan Yang, took Nan Yang's hand, flicked up a little sleeve, and looked at Nan Yang's eyes: "This scar...... You're still trying to hide it from me? ”

Nan Yang sighed, and stroked his left wrist with his right hand: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"You gave me a lot of things, Liuyu, Phoenix Feather Sword, and ......" Qinghuan touched his waist and smiled with his head down. Nan Yang knew that there was her bag there, and her ears couldn't help but turn red.

"But I've never given you anything. Come to think of it, if one day we are separated from each other, you will not have a thing to see things and think about people. Qinghuan frowned, her tone a little annoyed.

Nan Yang touched Qinghuan's head: "You don't have to be obsessed with external objects. Look, isn't this scar on my hand? …… And...... I'm sure we're not going to be separated, and you'll always be there for me, aren't you? ”

"I will always be there for you, life or death." Qinghuan held Nanyang's hand, held it in front of his chest like a blessing, lowered his head and kissed it gently.

"What nonsense, if you die, how can you still be by my side?" Nan Yang smiled and pinched Qinghuan's earlobe.

"If I die, a fire will burn my bones, and you will take the ashes with you." Laughing in response.

"No seriousness, shut up." Nan Yang pushed Qinghuan's head, turned around and walked towards the outside of the Huaxu Realm Cave.

Qinghuan rubbed to the side, approached Nan Yang's ear, and asked quietly, "Master, I ...... last night Burned to the ground, start...... No, I know. You...... Does it still hurt? ”

Nan Yang's face was flushed, and he was silent for a long time before nodding extremely lightly.

"I'll go get some medicine and come back, and I'll give you a ...... in the evening Cough...... Don't run around, save me from looking for you everywhere when I come back. Qinghuan squeezed Nan Yang's hand and instructed softly.

"I don't run around, I play chess with Cangmin outside." Nan Yang shook Qinghuan's hand back and replied quite seriously.

"That's good, then I'll go first." Laughing lightly, he hurriedly walked away, and quickly left his back behind.

Nan Yang watched Qinghuan disappear from sight, and then stood for a long time before slowly walking back.

Qinghuan turned a corner, and after walking out of Nanyang's sight, he hurriedly covered his nose and slowly opened the true qi that he was holding. Nosebleeds flowed from between his fingers, staining Qinghuan's palms red.

Qinghuan choked on the nosebleed and coughed a few times, and took out a handkerchief to cover her nose tightly. I think that the body has not been properly conditioned, and the true qi collides with each other, and the qi and blood surge. It's not a big deal, her nose is already fragile and she loves nosebleeds, but if Nan Yang sees it, she will definitely be worried.

She can't live longer than Nan Yang, let alone shorten her life span for decades.

Qinghuan took out a bottle of medicine that Bo Xue had given her earlier to stabilize her mind, stuffed a few into her mouth, and slowed it down before the nosebleed stopped.

She first went to Kunlun's bathroom to clean the bloodstains, and then went to Kunlun's medicine pavilion to get medicine. In Hongfei Pavilion, she had learned courses related to the art of Qihuang, and she knew a little bit about pharmacology, so she took some internal medicine to strengthen Peiyuan and external medicine to reduce swelling according to her own ideas, and carefully boiled the internal medicine in the medicine pavilion's alchemy pharmacy before using a small black jar to bring it back to Huaxu Realm.