Seeing Zhang Yiming write these words, Feng Yin's pupils contracted suddenly, but he didn't forget to reply normally: "Since this is the case, let's take it slowly." ”

"You should recuperate from this injury, don't be in a hurry."

At the same time, he also quickly wrote in his hand and responded: "Are you sure?" How can you see it? ”

Zhang Yiming responded: "Well, in fact, I also want to be able to walk freely soon, but it's too difficult." ”

The fingertips appeared: "When he left the kang, I happened to see something strange under the hairline behind his ears, and immediately stopped him and said that there was something in his hair and helped him pinch it off." ”

"I took the opportunity to look closely, it is indeed a mask, but if you don't look carefully, you can't see it."

Feng Yin suppressed the shock in her heart, and jokingly said to him: "See if you will still be deserted when you walk in the future?" This time, I will be punished. ”

wrote: "Then what is his purpose? Why come close to us? Friend or foe? ”

Zhang Yiming: "I don't dare anymore, the matter of injuring myself while walking has already made me lose face." ”

wrote: "I don't feel his hostility at the moment, don't act rashly, we should wait and see how the situation changes." ”

Feng Yin yawned: "It's good to know, I'm tired, I'll sleep for a while." ”

But he quickly wrote on his hand: "Listen to you, but be cautious." ”

"Sleep."

Zhang Yiming replied, but wrote in his hand: "Well, I can't do anything in this situation now, you have to be careful yourself, it's best not to see him alone." ”

"Also, a few young children in the family should keep an eye on it, don't be stolen."

Feng Yin silently took a deep breath, nodded and closed his eyes.

Zhang Yiming raised his hand and patted her gently, making her sleep more soundly.

That night, Feng Yin had another nightmare.

This time she was not awakened, she was awakened.

Fortunately, with the previous experiences, after waking up from the dream this time, she regained her clarity and did not say anything that should not be said.

But Zhang Yiming still reached out and held her, and wrote on her palm with his fingertips: "Another nightmare? ”

Feng Yin hummed softly in response, but the thrilling feeling in the dream still affected her mood at the moment, and she didn't want to speak for a while.

Zhang Yiming wrote again: "Is it a modern thing or a childhood thing of your original body? ”

"Childhood."

Feng Yin slowed down for a while, and then wrote back in the palm of his hand, "It's bloody, it's terrifying." ”

Zhang Yiming reached out and patted her through his sleeve, and after a while, he withdrew his hand and wrote with her again.

"Don't be afraid, we'll face it together."

Feng Yin hummed lightly again: "This time I can see more clearly, it is the whole process of escape. ”

"Fleeing all the way from the southern imperial capital to the north, countless life-and-death battles, countless thrilling escapes from death."

"From the beginning, I always maintained a strength of hundreds of people around me (no matter how many dead and wounded), but then slowly there was no one to replenish, and there were fewer and fewer people to protect me."

Feng Yin's hands trembled as she wrote this.

The dead guards who had fallen in pools of blood to protect her would always come to mind.

Not only are the hands trembling, but the hearts are trembling.

No wonder she would rather forget everything than think about it again.

It is estimated that the reason why the personality is getting worse and worse is also the reason.

In this way, she has to forget who she once was, forget the life-and-death battles she has experienced, and forget those who will never come back to protect herself.

Zhang Yiming felt the unrest in her heart, moved her body, gently hugged her into her arms, and comforted her silently.

A large hand patted her on the back to make her feel better.