Chapter 131: The Dream of the Man in the Dream

The decoction on the boiling table has been gurgling for most of the day, and the woman in purple uses a fan to fan the fire, estimating the time.

On the table next to it, there are a few side dishes and porridge. She had just gone down the mountain to buy it.

No way, she doesn't have anything to cook here, and she never cooks. It's just for the sake of that person waking up to eat something, so she won't have to run up and down the mountain by herself.

The decoction had already been cooked, and he must have woken up too. The woman in purple put the decoction into the bowl and walked towards the attic.

As soon as I arrived at the attic, I heard the sound of ping-pong in the house, so I quickly pushed open the door and walked inside.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw a cold light coming towards me, and the woman in purple turned around to dodge, and the decoction was still firmly in her hand.

"Is this how Childe treats his life-saver!" The woman in purple said plainly.

The man in white held the sword for a moment, and then slowly put away his moves and stood motionless.

The woman in purple walked to the table and put down the medicine, and then slowly walked towards the man in white.

"Your eye is injured and you can't see for a while, and you need to wait a while before you can regain your sight. So stop pulling the gauze off your eyes in the meantime! The woman in purple said, and reached out to adjust the white cloth that had been pulled and slanted for him.

The man in white felt her touch and tilted his head to one side vigilantly, as if wondering if she could be trusted.

The woman in purple understood what he was thinking, so she was not reluctant, put down her hand and walked out of the room.

"You make the strips of cloth yourself, your eyes can't see the light yet, there is a decoction on the table, you can choose not to drink it!" As she spoke, the woman in purple strode out of the room and downstairs.

The man in white was the only one left, looking back slightly in the direction where the woman in purple had left, although he couldn't see anything.

In the following days, the woman in purple went up the mountain to collect medicine as usual, and went to the market at the bottom of the mountain to see people as usual, she was not worried that there would be any more chasers coming, because this mountain had already been sprinkled with 'confused medicine powder' by her a few days ago, as long as she smelled it, she would hallucinate and temporarily lose her memory.

And this mountain is full of formations, all of which were made by the two of them, the Stinky Yiyun Master and the Sky Stopping Master, just to prevent the other party from being able to go up the mountain.

However, this formation did not have much difficulty for the two of them, and after a while, one of the two would break this formation and go up the mountain. She always had to go down and up the mountain, so that she could extort this solution from them, and it would be like walking the normal road to her.

But this is only for the three of them, and for ordinary outsiders, it is a big maze! Therefore, she still can't understand how the man and the group of men in black who were rescued by her got up the mountain.

Was it a coincidence, or was the formation of those two stinky old men out of order! She'll have to ask them!

Today's sunshine is just right, and the woman in purple has sold out all the medicinal materials in her hand, bought a little wine and food, and is ready to take it up the mountain to open meat!

That awkward man still didn't say a word to her from beginning to end, but who made her kind! If you are in a good mood one day, you will buy some wine and food and come back to eat for two, and if you are in a bad mood, then you will be hungry together! Not even the wild fruit on the tree!

In the first few days, the man was reluctant to eat, but when he arrived, he ate without distraction. And no longer coldly wary of her. The two are like travelers living under the same roof, and they are speechless when they see each other.

It just so happened that she was in a good mood today and bought some food and drinks, but don't thank her! It's compensation for the two days they starved together!

When he arrived at the attic, he saw the man standing alone in the attic, looking into the distance, but his eyes were covered with a white cloth, as if he had closed the door of his heart and was isolated from the world.

The woman in purple muttered: It's really true that the eyes are the windows of the soul! With such blindfolded eyes, it is as if there is no connection with the outside world at all.

But on second thought, he may have been hungry for a long time, which is why he is so deep!

Striding into the courtyard without any guilt, he raised the lunch box in his hand, even though he knew he couldn't see it.

"It's time to eat! Come down! The brisk voice of the woman in purple sounded in the courtyard.

The figure of the man in white who had not moved for a long time paused slightly, and the corners of his mouth crossed a slight arc, and then disappeared with the wind, and he could not be found again.

He already knew the structure of the attic well, so he was able to go downstairs with no effort.

When I got closer, the tip of my nose lingered with the smell of food and wine.

Since he got here, he could only eat a meal like this for a long time. Because it depends on the mood of the woman.

Although he had no appetite, his stomach was always uncomfortable after two days of hunger, and besides, he was still wounded, and the woman obviously did not feel that there was anything wrong with treating a wounded person like this.

"Sit down! Eat more! The woman in purple said to herself, obviously not thinking that he could answer her anything.

Of course, he didn't want to say anything, so the two ate at the same table silently, but there was no hint of coldness.

"Thank you, girl, for saving your life." The man whispered.

The woman in purple put down the wine glass in her hand in a daze, and said in surprise: "You can speak!" Then why pretend to be dumb! ”

This is obviously not to be heard!

The corners of the man's lips were slightly hooked, and he was holding the dishes by himself.

The woman in purple also drank to herself, obviously not intending to continue.

The man apparently didn't intend to say anything more.

The meal was eaten by the wind, and the two got up and did their own thing, without any entanglement.

The man felt that the meal was quite full, and he was ready to go hungry for a few more days.

Unexpectedly, the next day, after recovering from his injuries in the house alone, he went out, and smelled that there were still tables full of delicacies in the courtyard, and the man raised his eyebrows and happily sat down.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear the appearance of the woman, and he was the only one sitting alone in the empty courtyard. The man's thin lips pursed lightly, and the dishes and chopsticks did not move at all.

I don't know how long I sat like this, until I felt more exposed, and I still didn't hear a single voice in this courtyard.

Inexplicably, he felt a little lonely. This feeling had been around him since he was twenty-three years old, but today it was a little different from before, and he felt that his heart was lonely.

The birds in the jungle had all stopped, quietly, without a trace of people. He kept thinking, how could she live alone on such a remote mountaintop, wouldn't she be afraid of a weak woman? But when he thought of her arrogant appearance on weekdays, and the silhouette he saw before he fell unconscious that rainy night, he felt that he was thinking too much, and she would not be afraid alone.

But wouldn't she be lonely alone? He is supported by thousands of people, and he often feels lonely to the bone. Although she is usually naughty and cheerful, she will sometimes be alone in a daze and say something he doesn't understand.

She was lonely, he thought.

Just like him.

Unconsciously thought about it for a long time, until there was a trace of coldness in the cold night on his body, and he realized that he had been thinking about her all the time in a trance.

The man clenched his hands tightly, his thin lips pursed, and he suddenly stood up and strode up to the attic, entered the room, and closed the door tightly.

The night goes on. (To be continued.) )