Yin Suwen, who is ignorant of the world, has unconditional trust in Xinche and He Caiwei, except for the occasional little naughty, most of the time he is obedient to them. Especially for Xin Che, she is even more clingy, at this time she is very simple, and she didn't notice Xin Che's deliberate alienation to avoid suspicion, but chased closer and closer. After a few days, Xinche felt that he was thinking too much and thinking complicated, so he simply gave up the issue of "identity" and completely treated her as a child.

"Susu, hurry up and drink these bowls of medicine."

In the past few days, He Caiwei adjusted the prescription at any time according to her physical recovery, and Yin Suwen had to drink several different medicines every time, although the taste was a little worse, her body was indeed half better.

"Ah, so many again? Didn't I just say yesterday that I can reduce the amount of medicine after I am more than half of my illness? It's so bitter, don't drink vegetarian. ”

Yin Suwen's little face wrinkled and complained to He Caiwei, wanting to bargain but being rejected directly.

"Don't mess around, drink it while it's hot. Three bowls yesterday and two bowls today, which is already subtracted. ”

"But... But this bowl is obviously bigger than yesterday..."

"There's nothing, if you don't want to drink, I'll go and call Master Xinche over to see if you want to listen to him then."

"Okay, okay, don't bother Brother Monk, he knows that I shouldn't be happy if I don't take medicine, just drink Susu."

Hearing that He Caiwei was going to find Xin Che to feed the medicine, Yin Suwen grabbed the bowl smartly, and poured the two bowls of medicine down without complaining. Then he was so bitter that he quickly swallowed a few mouthfuls of warm water to rinse his mouth, and did not forget to give He Caiwei a grimace.

He Caiwei was so amused by her appearance that she couldn't cry or laugh, and raised her hand to stuff a candied fruit into Yin Suwen's mouth.

"Oh, the newly-made preserves, sweet mouth."

Sometimes she thinks that it's not a bad day. Most of the time, she will unconsciously treat Yin Suwen as a child, and even when she goes down the mountain to buy, she will remember to bring her more delicious food. When he returned, he usually saw Xin Che, sometimes chanting and meditating, sometimes working in the fields, or helping to extract medicine. He Caiwei likes this kind of Yin Suwen, and she also likes this kind of heart, and quietly looks forward to such a long time.

"This candied fruit is delicious, Sister He treats me so well. What was my sister thinking? ”

As soon as He Caiwei came back to her senses, she was almost startled by Yin Suwen, who came over at some point.

"You bad girl, when do you come to your eyes to scare people, see if I don't beat you."

"Hmph, my sister is in a daze and wronged me for scaring people, and I am going to beat people again this time, see if I don't tell the monk brother to go, let him avenge me!"

"Stinky girl, you dare?!"

The two played for a while, and He Caiwei didn't dare to really bump into her when she saw Yin Suwen recovering from a serious illness. When both of them ran as hard as they could, they were willing to sit down and talk.

"Susu, have you ever thought about when you will go home?"

"I've thought about it. However, the monk's brother said that my illness was only half cured, and it was not suitable for trekking over the mountains. And I'm very happy living here, and you're all so good to me, it doesn't matter if I go back later. ”

"Do you just listen to your monk brother like that?"

"Of course, he is the best person in the world, so I naturally want to be good to him and listen to him."

"But didn't you say that you only met him when he was lost? How do you know that he is the best person in the world? ”

He Caiwei chatted with her, but she unconsciously talked about her own thoughts. Although Yin Suwen lost his memory and only lived when he was fifteen years old, he once forgot his previous friendship with Xinche, but even so, there was still no estrangement between them.

Yin Suwen looked up and thought about it for a long time, and seemed to be carefully struggling with this question.

"yes, why? I can't say exactly why, but I always feel like I've known him for a long time. Yes, we've seen each other a long, long time ago. ”

He Caiwei nodded silently, she only thought that the "long ago" that Yin Su asked should be a remnant memory of the past relationship between the two. But I don't know that for Yin Suwen, her "long ago" is really only in a dream, the Buddha light monk with low eyebrows and a shallow smile and stepping on auspicious clouds.

Xinche's body foundation is good, and the remaining wounds are basically healed in just a dozen days. In addition to taking care of Yin Suwen every day, he practiced martial arts meditation or helped He Caiwei do some farm work, and the little time left was spent copying scriptures. As early as the time of the mountain temple, one of Xinche's favorite homework to do was to copy and translate the scriptures tirelessly, and the monks next to him copying the scriptures were more of a punishment for poor learning, but for him it was a pious enjoyment, and all his emotions were hidden in the yellowed title pages with all the words.

In today's circumstances, it is said that it is a copy of the scriptures, but it is actually written silently. There are no scripture books to read here, and all the scriptures are already in his mind, so he writes out the familiar content bit by bit according to his mood, and it seems that every time he writes silently, he will rediscover some different truths.

A gust of wind passed by, and the sturdy door panel of the bamboo house was squeaked open. There was no one outside the door, except for a few unknown miserable sounds drifting in with a few wisps of cool breeze, and even the lights on the candlesticks were blown to the sway.

Xinche's body did not move, neither closed the door nor probed the outside of the house, only glanced up and continued to write with his head down without paying attention. After a long time, a delicate figure finally slowly leaned out from behind the door.

"Hmph, this trick is not easy to use, and the monk brother is not afraid at all."

Yin Suwen is now a child, most of the time he is happy and obedient, and a few times he is inevitably naughty and troublesome. For example, in the last few days, she always likes to scare two people in the middle of the night. He Caiwei was frightened and ignored her, so she came over to scare Xinche, but unfortunately she never succeeded. Xinche held back a smile and deliberately teased her, but her face was serious.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

"Of course I'm afraid of youkai. Sister He said that there are many strange things in the deep mountains, those mountain spirits and ghosts may come out to eat people at any time, you always write alone at night, how can you not be afraid. ”

"There are so many mountain spirits and ghosts, you don't have to know and listen to ghost stories all day long. The next time I go to the market, I will ask Miss He to buy more books from the subset of literature and history for you, and take a good look at those are the right way. ”

"Su Su doesn't like to read those books, he is cold and has no human touch, so he will preach some empty truths."

Although Yin Suwen's memory of people and things is missing, it does not affect her knowledge and intelligence, she always has her own thoughts and choices for ordinary arguments, and she can also debate a few words with Xin Che from time to time. Now she is enthusiastic and lively, and naturally she doesn't like those cold and old-fashioned dogmatic documents.