"Thank you."

This is a bowl of beef noodles with great aroma.

At least for Mu Yuanfei, who has been hungry for a day, it is true.

She grabbed her chopsticks and gulped down the noodles.

On the one hand, she was indeed extremely hungry and couldn't help but become rude, on the other hand, she also wanted to convey her extreme affirmation of Wallis's craftsmanship through the loud sound of suction of noodles, and at the same time thank Wallis for his kindness in cooking for her.

It's just that this huge fighting spirit collapsed halfway through eating.

The reason for a day of hunger made Mu Yuanfei's stomach shrink very small in order to protect itself, and even if there was a desire to eat, it was not qualified to open it completely at this moment.

So, just after eating half of the noodles, Mu Yuanfei already had the idea of vomiting, which was a warning from her stomach - you can't eat anymore.

But she was still trying to pick up the noodles and push them down her throat.

You can't waste someone's kindness, she thought.

"Have you finished eating?"

"Huh?"

Mu Yuanfei glanced at the soup bowl, she was hesitating whether to take the opportunity to end the reluctant eating behavior or continue to eat.

But before she could make her choice, Wallis had already walked over.

He also glanced at the soup bowl, and then said to Mu Yuanfei a little angrily: "If you can't eat it, don't eat it!" Push the bowl a little further away and tear off the strip of clothing from your back first. ”

Wallis moved a chair and sat down behind her.

"Bear with me."

He spit out this sentence indifferently, taking it as a warning, and then quickly ripped off the rags on Mu Yuanfei's back that were stuck with blood one after another without pity.

Then he squeezed a large ball of ointment into his hand, rubbed them open, and pasted them on Mu Yuanfei's back, completing his task of applying the poultice.

Wallis stood up and threw a sentence at Mu Yuanfei, who was almost unconscious in pain: "Put on your clothes when you do it, you sleep here tonight, and look for me in the attic if you have something." ”

After speaking, pick up the dishes and chopsticks, close the door and leave.

The sound of the door closing was like a relief, so that Mu Yuanfei was finally able to let go of the shirt that had been bitten by the excessive pain and gasped for breath.

It is no exaggeration to say that the pain of Fang Cai made her really want to roll on the ground. In order to stabilize her body and not make trouble for Wallis, who was drugged, she bit her shirt and held back the fatal pain, until her brain was starved of oxygen.

Fortunately, the chair Mu Yuanfei sat on was very close to the bed, and the height was the same as the bed. So all she had to do was fall to the right side, and her upper body would fall right on the bed.

Then, Mu Yuanfei mobilized all the parts of his body that could still move, and desperately moved the rest to the bed.

Stained with the soft bed, Mu Yuanfei only then had a little sense of realism for the rest of his life after the catastrophe and the ease after being rescued.

She adjusts her body so that her drugged back is facing up and continues to dry. While waiting, Mu Yuanfei couldn't help but start thinking again.

What about tomorrow? Will Wallis take her in for one night, will he take her all the days before she digs through the mines here and leaves this world?

However, let her mine with this body, and sleep in the cold and unsheltered underground, for fear that she would die there before she had dug a few floors.

If only Wallis could keep her here.

And throughout the tour, Wallis is still one of the more useful thighs in this world, and it's good to be able to hug it!

A thought formed in Mu Yuanfei's mind.

Anyway, I'm going to try to ask Wallis to stay here tomorrow!

But then again, did you dry the ointment on your back?

Mu Yuanfei felt a little cold.

She reached out and touched her back, but the place where she touched it was still wet, and she couldn't help but sigh, feeling that Wallis had painted a little too much, but there was no other way, she could only continue to lie on her stomach honestly.

It was also because of the hard work of the day, and after a while, tiredness hit Mu Kite like a tide, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and gradually came together.

Sweet dreams eroded the poor girl's consciousness. In that dream, she seemed to have returned to her original world, to the way it should have been on this day.

"Wo...... Wo ......"

In her sleep, the girl seemed to be calling out his name. He couldn't help but lean down, trying to hear better.

"Wo...... Fertile...... King...... Law...... ...... time"

What the girl whispered was actually the Chinese surname of another person with a similar pronunciation.

So who is that?

Colleague? Friend? Relatives?

Or is it —

Lover?

"What the are you ......"

She muttered in her sleep, as if she was arguing with the man.

Oh.

It's a sworn enemy.

Having received the answer, Wallis straightened up, lifted the futon, put the girl in, tucked the corners of the quilt for her, and walked out of the room again, leaving there.