Qingxue looked at his face and knew that he must have understood something from it, and it seemed that the guess in his heart was also nine times out of ten. Qingxue waited patiently, waiting for her to accept this information, and then told herself that she might not have anything, but patience, there was still a little bit of patience.

After waiting for a cup of tea, Murong Ye's face softened a little, his voice was still calm, not as excited as she thought, or eager, nothing, she didn't understand how Murong Ye maintained this calm. It wasn't until later that she understood that there are some things, when you keep facing despair, hope repeating back and forth, and then complete despair, and now someone tells you that there is still a glimmer of hope, and the instinct at that time is not excitement, but retreat, and it is better never to face it.

Now, Qingxue just calmed down and listened to the person opposite, "Xiao Ye is the child of my aunt's family, and she is my cousin. My parents work outside the home all year round, so I live in their house almost all the year round, and my cousin has been very clingy to me since she was a child, and likes to follow me and ask why.

There is a genetic disease in our family, which is inherited from one generation to the next, but I didn't expect it to be her this time, which surprised all of us.

Since the age of twelve, I have to face death all the time, what kind of torture is that for a girl, I don't want to empathize with it, I just think about it and feel terrible, how did she survive.

So I take care of her even more, I have no brothers and sisters, in my heart, Xiao Ye is my sister and sister.

I watched her a little weak, so helpless. I'm an older brother, but I can't do anything. We all know the time when we went to rent a house with you. Her time is running out, but she still holds on to hope and walks through the hospitals in one city after another.

Later, the doctor there had no choice, but he told us a piece of news: "Speaking of this, Murong Ye paused for a long time, and what he said was intermittent. Now that I have paused for so long, it can be seen that under the surface calm, there is pain and contradiction in the heart.

The doctor said. There's a syndicate that's doing an experiment, it's a big realistic game, and when she first talks about it, we don't understand why we bring up a game. Later the doctor explained. The game company is doing a good job, and they will use a special means to contain the mental power of some vegetative people or dying people, so that they can survive in another identity in the game, but there is no guarantee of 100% success.

The doctor also said that this method is only suitable for people who have a strong will to survive, and if there is still no way in the end, they can go here and give it a try. At the very least, she could survive in another place in another capacity.

At last. After all, we were cornered, and we chose the path she said we were.

After she took her last breath, we gave her a small funeral and took a long time to accept her death, and just when I wanted to say goodbye for the last time and let it go completely, some companies sent me equipment for the game.

I hesitated for a long time, but finally chose to enter the game, just to be closer to her so that she would not feel lonely, and what she feared most since she was a child was loneliness.

Since entering the game, I haven't been moving around the game much because I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'll go everywhere and I won't be able to find her. I'm afraid that even if I see her, the strangeness in her eyes may not be something I can bear. At the beginning, the people at the game company said that these mental powers that enter the game will be disturbed and will not remember things in reality, this is so that they can better survive in another world."

Murong Ye said the last paragraph, his head was buried lower, his breathing was a little short, and his speed of speech was getting faster and faster, Qingxue could see that as he spoke, the emotions in his heart were also driven and became excited.

After his emotions calmed down a bit, Qingxue continued, "Do you want to go in and see her?" Now she can almost be sure that the baby in it is the little leaf in his mouth, but for some reason, she has become the memory she is now, and she even has sporadic memories of Ling Ye, it seems that it is the deepest thing in her heart.

Murong Ye stared at the window of that room for a long time before he got up and walked slowly inside, and when he was about to approach the door, Qingxue suddenly said, "You, it's better to be prepared in your heart", just one sentence, and she couldn't say any more. She couldn't imagine what Murong Ye's mood and expression would be when she saw his most distressed sister become like this. The girl who was a little cunning in the quiet at the beginning has become what she is now, and her heart is also sour, not to mention the person who cares about her more.

Murong Ye nodded and walked in with slow but firm steps.

The old couple of the Wang family know a little bit, this person is the Ling Ye in Qingxue's mouth, although I don't know why, he said that he is Murong Ye. Seeing him enter, Granny Wang opened her mouth, but she still didn't speak, and Elder Wang should have heard it too, and she didn't speak. Granny Wang helped him to the table in the courtyard, and for a while, no one spoke, and they all sat in silence in the courtyard, as if they were waiting for something.

After waiting for a long time, Murong Ye didn't come out, Granny Wang was not at ease, and wanted to go in to have a look, Qingxue closed her eyes, got up and followed Granny Wang into the house.

The room was silent, and there was no sound. Granny Wang listened, but couldn't hear anything, so she opened the curtain and walked in. Murong Ye took a stool and sat in front of the bed and looked at the baby sitting on the bed, the baby still didn't speak, and also looked at Murong Ye quietly, neither of them seemed to notice that they were coming in, just looking at each other.

There were tears in the baby's eyes, she shed a drop, and Murong Ye wiped a drop off with a white handkerchief, although Qingxue couldn't see it, she thought that his eyes must be full of pampering now, just like before.

Seeing the baby's appearance, Granny Wang's tears also stayed for a moment, and she whispered "baby" in a choked voice, and she couldn't say it anymore, turned around and walked out quickly, and soon, there was a suppressed cry in the yard.

The baby's eyes slowly turned to Qingxue's side, maybe it was a serious illness for so long. All her movements are like the slow motion of a television set, one after another, intermittently. In this case, maybe there is a problem with speaking, after all, I haven't spoken for so long. Sure enough, the baby opened her mouth, but she didn't make any sound, and Murong Ye saw her looking at Qingxue, and she also came back to her senses, "Xiao Ye." This is Sister Qingxue, you used to live downstairs in her house, and you liked it very much. Do you remember? ”

Although Wa'er didn't speak, her eyes blinked, and she affirmed Murong Ye's words, "You can get better this time, and it's also the credit of Sister Qingxue." Sister Qingxue has worked very hard. You have to get better quickly, don't let her work so hard."

Wa'er's eyes blinked again, her eyes looked in the direction of the window, Qingxue stepped forward and held her hand, "Wa'er, whether you are Xiaoye or Wa'er, the crying old man outside, she is your grandmother here." And your grandpa, they're all heartbroken for you. Hurry up and get better, don't let them worry about it, okay?

Remember, here, you are healthy, everything will be fine, with me, me and your brother here"

The baby blinked, came over for a while, seemed to want to stand up, but unfortunately it didn't succeed, but fell softly, Murong Ye hugged her, and wanted to put her back on the bed, but her eyes were staring at the window, Murong Ye hesitated for a moment, and then picked her up and walked out.

Granny Wang was still crying, Wang Lao's eyes were still dressing, half of his face was covered with a white cloth, he couldn't see what the expression was, hearing the footsteps behind him, the two turned to the direction of the door in surprise, Granny Wang saw the baby's sober eyes, and forgot to speak for a while, Wang Lao couldn't see it, thinking that it was only Qingxue and Murong Ye who came out, and asked in a trembling voice, "How is the baby?" ”

The baby opened her mouth, it can be seen that she tried her best, but only one syllable was pronounced, only this one syllable, but the old man was ecstatic, and made Granny Wang cry again, she said "Grandpa-", she just wanted to call 'grandpa, grandma', but only made a syllable and couldn't come out, and the baby's eyes were a little annoyed.

Murong Ye said softly, "Don't worry, take your time"

The baby nodded stiffly slightly, and Murong Ye put her on the stool in the courtyard, although she couldn't move, it was still not a problem to sit.

Granny Wang, Elder Wang, and Murong Ye were all around her, with joyful smiles and tears on their faces, and at that moment, Qingxue felt that she was complete, and she had a feeling of retirement.

The relatives and neighbors next door, and even the people of the whole village heard about it, and for a while, the small courtyard at the entrance of the village was full of people coming and going, and it was very lively, but they couldn't help but be a little disappointed that they didn't see the miracle doctor.

In fact, Qingxue was frightened by the enthusiasm of Wang's nephew's family, and the Wang family and their nephew's family kept thanking her, which made her a little unbearable. After that, people came in one after another, and she had to take Silver Frost out for a walk.

Here is a gentle slope behind the village, with green grass for Silver Frost to feast on, and in the distance are patches of farmland, most of which have been harvested at this time.

Wushuang snuggled up to Qingxue, sleeping lazily, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, the breeze was slow, so the days of the Trojan horse herding sheep seemed to be good, and if it was okay in the future, you could consider it, and just find something to do for Wushuang, as long as it can endure it, don't eat them all by yourself.

The sky gradually darkened, Wushuang opened his eyes to look at Qingxue, and then looked in the direction of the village, Qingxue shook his head, looking a little lonely, "We won't go back, we will look at the stars here today, you go and help me carry a letter back"

Qingxue wrote a note, tied it around Wushuang's neck, and waited until it was completely dark before letting it quietly return to the village.

I haven't practiced swords for a long time, Qingxue went deeper into the field again, and there was silence all around, so she took out her saber, which was the one given to her by the master, with the "falling flowers" and "drifting snow", first rehearsed in order, and then repeatedly disassembled, combined, and then looked for a way to crack it, this practice is two hours.

It's been a long time since I've practiced swords so comfortably, and this trip can be said to be hearty, Qingxue's face is flushed, and there is a hint of excitement. When she stopped, she found that the moon was in the middle of the sky, and Wushuang had returned, and she was watching her from afar.

"Coming back? Has the letter been delivered? Seeing Wushuang nodding, Qingxue smiled and reached out to stroke its head, but was dodged, and Qingxue didn't force it.

After resting for a while, he untied the stone sword from his back, and since he got this sword, he has basically not left his body, and he is used to the weight it brings. I was at Wang's house a few days ago, and I put it in the house temporarily, and when I went out today, somehow, I carried it on my back again, but I was a little unaccustomed to it.

Qingxue knew in her heart that with her own situation, it was impossible to exert the ability of this sword to the extreme, and she might insult it, and all she could do was practice diligently.

The night tonight is very good, the sky is full of stars, but it is always late autumn, the depth is more dewy, and gradually there is a slight chill invading the body, Qingxue got up, thinking about the moves to break the military swordsmanship, one move and one style came slowly, and sometimes stopped to ponder carefully. (To be continued......)