After a while, Wen Qianyu brought a basin of warm water into Gu Sirui's room and pointed to the cold sweat on her forehead.

"Wipe her."

"Hmm."

Jun Nanye was slender and fair, and after wringing out the towel with his bony hands, he gently wiped the cold sweat on Gu Sirui's forehead.

Maybe she had all kinds of imperfections and grievances in her previous life, but in this life, it was her luck to meet Jun Nanye, and it was her surprise to meet Gu Xiaomo.

And for Jun Nanye, it was also his luck to meet Gu Sirui again, he would never allow her to be hurt, even if she hurt herself.

He knew that she was not as happy and kind as she seemed to be, but so what, if he liked her, he would tolerate everything about her, including the imperfections, her shortcomings.

"Rui'er, you have to believe in yourself."

He leaned down and whispered in her ear.

"No matter what, I will stand by your side and accompany you, and so will Xiaomo."

He wiped the sweat from her body and spoke patiently and gently, and he sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes never taking off her face.

His gaze slid from his forehead to his chin, and he looked at it carefully, as if he wanted to remember her face deeply in his heart and etch it in his soul.

Gu Xiaomo carefully climbed onto the bed, holding Gu Sirui's body and clinging to her.

"Sister, Xiaomo will warm you up, so that my sister won't be cold."

Gu Sirui's consciousness had always been awake, and she could hear every word of the two of them, but her body was already overdrawn and she couldn't make any movements.

She suddenly wanted to raise her hand to soothe their frowning brows, to wipe away the uneasiness and sadness on their faces and eyes.

She thought she was ruthless enough, mature enough, but she didn't expect that the most naïve thing was herself, and she was the one who caused them to be so sad and panicked.

Her heart, which had been surrounded by ice in the past, seemed to be beating again, warm, no longer cold.

Unexpectedly, one day she would break her oath because of someone or some people - to be a cold-blooded and ruthless bad person, not to be sad for anyone, not to throb for anyone, not to abandon her principles and her own life for anyone.

Is she willing to be a demon just to protect them, willing to leave her only kindness to him?

Even if her evil will make her be spurned by others, because she doesn't care about this.

She felt the tremendous energy increase in her body, which was not the most surprising, she seemed to know how to use her special ability after this time.

But she didn't want to do it now, she wanted her body to recover as soon as possible, she wanted to move her body, even if it was just a finger, to let them know that she was okay, she didn't want them to worry.

She tried her best with her consciousness to try to get her fingers to move, she was anxious, but still forced herself to calm down.

Take your time, take a deep breath, fingers, don't, move.

Jun Nanye, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, felt that one of the fingers in his hand seemed to move, and he immediately looked at her in surprise, his mouth was slightly open and he didn't make a sound, afraid that he just felt wrong.

When her fingers moved again, he squeezed her hand.

"Rui'er, are you going to wake up?"

Gu Xiaomo, who heard this, also sat up immediately and looked at her expectantly.

As time passed, it became easier for her to move her fingers, and she struggled to open her heavy eyelids.

After blinking a few times and getting used to the light in the room, he looked at the two people next to him and said very embarrassedly.

"I'm sorry to worry you, I ....."

"Needless to say, you should have a good rest first."

With a relieved smile on her lips, Jun Nanye gently covered her with a quilt.

She struggled to take her hand out of the quilt, stretched out her hand to smooth the handsome eyebrows around Jun Nanye, pinched Gu Xiaomo's little face, and smiled happily.

Jun Nanye seemed to be startled by her movements, and she didn't react for a while, her eyes widened, her lips opened slightly, and she looked at her in disbelief.

"You don't have to frown."

Gu Sirui whispered softly in a hoarse voice, hearing her hoarse voice, Jun Nanye remembered, hurriedly poured a glass of warm water from the living room, helped her up, and fed her little by little.

"I can drink it myself, and my hand is not broken."

Gu Sirui wanted to take the water cup and drink it by herself, but she always felt a little unaccustomed to being fed like this, but she couldn't get it at all when he took the water cup far away, so she had to give up and let him feed it.

After feeding the water, he put the quilt on the bedside table, put her on the bed, and covered her tightly.

Qin Shan and Wen Qianyu outside the door saw that the situation was not so bad, and walked into Gu Sirui's room.

"How is it, Gu Sirui, are you feeling better. How do you ....."

Qin Shan actually wanted to say how she did this, but after being slapped on the back vigorously by Wen Qianyu, she swallowed back the words behind.

Gu Sirui knew what Qin Shan wanted to ask, but she wouldn't say it and didn't want to say it, everyone had their own secrets, and they were no exception.

She wouldn't have asked if they hadn't told her themselves. Similarly, she doesn't want anyone to snoop on her secrets if she doesn't want to.

"Okay, she's going to rest, you guys go out."

Jun Nan sent a message to drive people out of the night, and Wen Qianyu pulled the reluctant Qin Shan out of the door.

It was already quite difficult to force herself to open her eyes and speak just now, but now she was a little tired and closed her sleepy eyes.

Jun Nanye glanced at Gu Xiaomo, suggesting that he should not make her sleep, Gu Xiaomo covered his mouth and nodded.

He sat on the side and picked up one of the books on her desk and read it, the acid rain still falling outside the window.

Ah Jiu was lying on the roof of the building opposite Gu Sirui's house, observing the situation of their house with a telescope, waiting for an opportunity.

..............................

Li Chunhua's home.

The living room was in shambles, with shards of glass and ceramic bowls scattered all over the living room.

Even the black leather sofa had several deep scratches, and there were red blood stains everywhere on the floor, sofa, and table, with one blood stain extending from the kitchen to the door.

Wang Yong knelt on the ground and cleaned the living room little by little with a wet towel, his half-length bangs covering his eyes.

It was not only his eyes that were covered, but also the peace in his eyes, which it stands to reason that would not have been able to calm down at all, which would only make people feel more creepy.

If anyone saw this scene, they would probably be stunned.

Li Chunhua's fat body fell next to the sofa, her eyes were dilated, her eyes were wide open, and the horror on her face stayed on it.