It was overcast, and the cold wind blew through the treetops, making a rustling sound.

Mu Yunge sat under the tree, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking. The expression on her face was a loss she had never felt since she came to this world.

The cat was still licking its fur, and its paws were already showing a large patch of flesh pink, which was the color of the flesh that was about to be stripped off.

"Sister Yunge."

Xiao Yi came over with Mu Yunge's favorite rose cake, sat down beside her, and accompanied her to look at the gloomy sky: "I just bought it from Jinlou, do you want to eat some sister?" ”

Looking at Mu Yunge's depression, Xiao Yi was anxious to find a way to make her happy again, but after so many days, no matter how hard he tried, Mu Yunge was still depressed.

Just like no matter how much hair the poison saint boiled out, Lin Xuanyu's poison still didn't have the slightest trace of being unraveled.

It's like no matter how many times Mu Yunge searched, he didn't find the culprit who poisoned him.

"Eat it yourself."

Mu Yunge hugged his knees and lowered his head to look at the tips of his shoes. Three thousand green silk slipped off her shoulders because of her movements, covering her haggard face.

The wind blew tighter, and a dull thunder could be heard faintly in the distance.

"It's going to rain, Sister Yunge." Xiao Yi was silent for a long time, and said, "Come back to the house with me, if you get wet, my sister will catch a cold." ”

Mu Yunge didn't speak, sniffled, and forcibly endured the tears that had filled his eyes.

Xiao Yi bit her lip and said softly, "Master said that Brother Xuanqi will get better." ”

Hearing Xiao Yi's words, Mu Yunge slowly turned his head, and hope burst out in his eyes. But the light was only for a moment, and in a moment the dead silence returned.

She understood that such words were only a consolation.

It's such a poison that is so difficult to unravel, the poison saint has been busy for so long and can't unravel it, what will he use to detoxify it in the future?

As long as the poison can't be solved, you can only watch Lin Xuanyu gradually fade. There's nothing more heart-wrenching than watching a loved one lose their life day by day.

"Sister, aren't you going to see Brother Xuanyu? Master Gang said that his condition seemed to be better. ”

Xiao Yi said, stretched out his hand to touch Mu Yunge's sleeve, and whispered, "Sister Yunge, we are all worried about you." If you go on like this, you'll get sick quickly. ”

While speaking, Zhang Ying also walked in with a calm face, seeing that Mu Yunge's mood was still low, and a trace of distress crossed his eyebrows.

She squatted down, looked into Mu Yunge's eyes, and persuaded: "Now that Lin Xuanqing is like this, even if you are decadent and lost, you can't change reality." ”

As she spoke, she picked up a piece of rose cake, put it on Mu Yunge's mouth, and said, "Eat a little more, otherwise you will fall ill, what do you think will happen to Lin Xuanqing?" ”

Xiao Yi picked up Zhang Ying's words and said, "Brother Xuanqi will aggravate his condition when he sees you ruining his body like this." ”

Mu Yunge bit her lower lip, tears rolling in her eyes.

A thunderclap exploded not far away, and the dark clouds pressed even lower, so that people couldn't breathe.

"Yunge, be obedient." Zhang Ying's voice was slightly lowered, with a majesty that could not be refused. These days, dealing with government affairs on behalf of the saint has actually made her naturally tainted with some regal authority.

Mu Yunge opened his mouth and took a small bite on the pastry.

Before Zhang Ying could say anything more, they saw a light cut through the air and slashed towards the tree next to them. Immediately after, there was a non-negotiable downpour, which drenched the clothes of the three in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Ying hurriedly pulled Mu Yunge to stand up and ran back to the house with her.

As soon as he returned to the house, Xiaoyi ran out again. Seeing this, Zhang Ying took his hand and asked, "Xiaoyi, it's raining so hard outside, what are you going out for?" ”

Xiao Yi was a little anxious, pointed to a small lump of things next to the tree, and said, "The cat is still there, I have to bring it back." ”

Such a small cat, if it is allowed to wet it in the rain, it will get sick.

Zhang Ying dragged Xiaoyi into the house, took an oil-paper umbrella from the side, and said, "You accompany Yunge here, I'll bring the cat back." ”

After speaking, he opened his umbrella and walked into the rain.

Seeing the motionless cat curled up next to the tree, Zhang Ying muttered in her heart. To say that this cat elf is eccentric, and it is extremely lively on weekdays, and it looks like it has spirituality.

She also joked with Mu Yunge before, saying that this cat is afraid that it is not going to become a sperm, and it will be a hundred spirits.

But now in the rain, let the rain drench its fur, and I don't know how to find a place to hide from the rain, is this cat still the same cat before?

Thinking about it, Zhang Ying still bent down and hugged the cat. The fingertips touched an unusual softness, and Zhang Ying hurriedly went to check it.

It was a patch of bare flesh, with only a handful of hairs on it.

Zhang Ying's heart tightened, and hurriedly ran back to the house with the cat, and as soon as he entered the house, he said anxiously: "This cat seems to be sick, which of you will see it to see it." ”

No wonder the cat has been so quiet lately, it turns out that it is sick.

Mu Yunge raised his eyes, stretched out his hand to take the cat, observed it up and down, and then said, "Xu has no one to accompany it recently, so my heart is depressed." ”

As he spoke, he took a dry handkerchief from Xiao Yi's hand and wiped the rain on its fur little by little.

The cat was really sick at a bad time, and everyone was so busy that who could spare some energy to take care of it.

After drying the cat, Mu Yunge put it on the soft cushion next to it, turned around and walked into the inner room. Compared with cats, she is still more worried about Lin Xuanqing.

After she put the cat on the mat, she curled up again and licked the fur off her paws.

Zhang Ying picked up the cat and said softly: "Don't lick it, it's really going to fall out if you lick it again." ”

"If it's wet like this, will it catch a cold or something?" Xiaoyi sat down next to Zhang Ying, looked at the listless cat, and said worriedly.

As soon as he saw Lin Xuanqing, Mu Yunge's tears could no longer be held back.

In just a few days, Mu Yunge saw Lin Xuanqing go from strong to weak, looking at Lin Xuanqing lying on the couch Mu Yunge seemed to be able to see the slightest wisp of vitality, which was being withdrawn from his body and taken away by unknown things.

She wanted to keep it, but she didn't have enough power.

"Cloud Song."

Lin Xuanqian opened his eyes, laughed when he saw that it was Mu Yunge, and stretched out his hand to touch Mu Yunge's face: "Don't cry, it's not beautiful if you cry." ”

As he spoke, he gently wiped away the warm tears from the corners of Mu Yunge's eyes, smiled slightly, and persuaded Mu Yunge: "It's going to get better, the difficulties are only temporary, don't worry about me." ”