(Bian Que)

People will meet many people in their lives, most of them just pass by, but some people's encounters seem to be destined, a gift from God, and they suddenly amaze the plain time in life.

He had never cared for a patient so carefully as he did now, cleaning her wounds, erasing the bruises, and sparing the most precious herbs just to save her life.

That night, he gave the woman the most timely treatment, and the drug and the pain made her have a high fever and remained unconscious.

It was as if she had dreamed of something terrible, her body trembled and sweated, her mouth was talking nonsense, and she was shouting the names of one or maybe several people:

"White, white, dead white......"

He wasn't sure if it was one person or a few people, and why she kept calling these names.

The next day, when the fever subsided, she finally woke up, and at first sight she called out her name and said a strange thing.

She said, "Bian Que? Have you been eliminated too? ”

"You know me?"

He didn't know where she knew her name, and he couldn't understand what she meant by the nonsensical words that followed.

"Why am I so weak?"

She tried to get up, but her body went limp, and she fell down again.

"The residual poison in your body has not been cleared, your internal organs, bones and blood vessels are damaged, and it is difficult to even get out of bed for ten days and half a month, let alone recover, and your body is naturally weak."

"Residual poison?" She looked confused, "Am I still in the game world, so who are you, are you a real hero?" ”

He was a little stunned, he didn't understand the strange words in the woman's mouth, and in order to make her recover as soon as possible, he suggested that she recuperate first and talk less every day.

The woman's injuries were faster than he expected, and within a few days, she was able to get out of bed on her own and barely walk.

~

(Hua Qianyu)

Hua Qianyu never thought that she would survive, let alone be saved by the heroes in the game world.

The person who saved her was Bian Que, a very gentle man, who took care of her meticulously, and he was highly skilled, and he cured his external injuries in less than five days, so that he could barely get out of bed and move, but his body was still very weak.

She didn't know what kind of place it was, and she heard him call it Poison Fog Valley, which was so foggy all year round that the sun couldn't even shine in.

But the medicine house where he lives is very beautiful.

The medicine house is made of wood and bamboo, because the place is damp, it is built into the shape of a stilted building, and the hollow place on the first floor is fenced off, and a dozen chickens and ducks are kept in captivity, and a small yellow dog is taking care of them.

Chickens and ducks forage around the medicine house during the day, and the little yellow dog chases them to play, and the dogs bark and chirp non-stop, adding a touch of liveliness to this deserted place.

There is also a garden in front of the house, on the left side of which are planted all kinds of strange medicinal herbs, and on the right side are planted melons, fruits and vegetables.

Further on is a river, where the water flows very gently and gently, and the fish and shrimp in it are clearly visible, as if swimming on the screen.

There is also a strange tree by the river, called 'Luminous Sycamore', the branches and leaves are very lush, and what is more amazing is that at night, this Sycamore Tree is full of countless fireflies, flashing and shining, shining, and then reflecting each other with the reflection in the river, like a beautiful picture.

Everything is fine here, if she can, she is really willing to stop and live in seclusion, get up early every day to feed the chickens, walk the dogs, take care of the vegetable garden in her spare time, make a pot of wine and fry two side dishes when she is hungry, and then practice dancing and boxing...... Just like when they used to live in their hometown in Sichuan, they lived every day!

It's just that here, there is a lack of the person who is willing to accompany him to live this kind of life.

That person would argue with her every day, make her angry, and come up with weird ways to amuse her every day.

He would force himself to go to bed early every day, and he would urge him to get up early every day.

Every day when he went to and from school, he would carry himself across the knee-high river, which seemed to him to be the deepest river in the world.

He would beg himself to help him with his homework every day after school, and bribe himself with meals.

At first, he thought his food was unpalatable, so he worked hard to practice his cooking skills, but later he became accustomed to the taste he had made in the first place.

But fortunately, as long as it is a meal he makes, she loves to eat it.

From the age of 5 to the present 18 years old, 12 years, 5 months and 8 days, they have been with each other all the way, supported left and right, and have never been separated.

Now that she is suddenly separated, there is suddenly such a person around her, she is honest, and she is not used to it.

So when she walked the dog, she could always see a shadow playing with the little yellow dog;

When cooking, there is always a voice whispering in my ear;

Even when he was sleeping, he seemed to hear his familiar breathing from the other side of the wall.

But every time she came back to her senses, everything was empty again, the shadows were gone, the voices were gone, the most familiar breathing sounds were gone.

She was very lost, and an indescribable feeling welled up in her heart.

With a sore nose, he ran out of the house, squatted under the glowing tree, curled up, hugged his legs, buried his head, and trembled slightly.

A few glowworms flew down to comfort the beautiful girl, and flew in front of her eyes, just in time to see a round "pearl" slide down from the corner of her eye and fall into the crystal clear water.

"Knock~"

It was like a mirror being shattered, and the entire surface of the river rippled and shattered.