The little boy in black who was waiting honestly outside the door saw her walk out, and hurriedly looked up at her. The two tailors didn't blink their eyes.

Wet black hair, snow-white skin.

The girl in scarlet clothes who came out of the door was like a beautiful painting.

This red dress is so pompous, but it is proper and beautiful to wear on her.

The two little boys looked at each other, and both saw satisfaction in each other's eyes. It's worthy of the clothes they made, it's so beautiful, it's amazing. Two round faces, smiling together.

Garan, who was sitting at the table, heard the noise and looked up.

Tang Ning just squeezed out of the crowd, put the wet embroidered shoes on the ground, walked over slowly with bare feet and skirts.

It was a little cold on the ground, and she gradually quickened her pace.

Tang Xin on the bed, seeing her appearance clearly, was stunned, and his eyes involuntarily fell on Jia Lan. The wound on the shoulder, which had been medicated, seemed to be painful again.

He looked at Tang Ning, opened his mouth, and stopped talking.

What to say?

He didn't know.

The little boys in black packed up their things, and as when they came, they hulala and withdrew.

In the room, only the three of them were left in a blink of an eye.

Ah Yan didn't know where he went, and he didn't come back for a long time.

Tang Xin covered his shoulders and sat up from the bed. There was a mess in his head, and he couldn't lie down for a moment.

What did they say in it? What did you do? Why is it said that it is Jia Lan who bathes, but even the clothes of the second sister have been changed? Messy thoughts kept popping up.

The clothes that appeared between the fingers turned dark red.

The wound on the shoulder began to bleed again.

He let out a low cry of pain, let go of his hand, and called out "Second Sister".

Tang Ning had already walked to the bedside, and when he saw this, he hurriedly put down the skirt in his hand and approached to see his shoulder. The garment was untied, revealing the shoulders, and the wounds healed and torn, looking much more horrific than at first.

Tang Ning sighed, and suddenly there was an extra hand in front of him.

Jia Lan also came over at some point, holding a small celadon medicine bottle and said, "It turned out to be a golden medicine for human use." He opened the seal and poured the powder on Tang Xin's shoulder.

Although the boy in black is gone, the medicine remains.

He poured half a bottle into it.

A thick layer of gold creation medicine, exuding a strong medicinal smell.

Tang Xin gritted his teeth, and his face was as cold as ice.

Jia Lan paused the medicine bottle on the low table next to him and smiled: "What, not satisfied?" ”

Tang Xin lowered his head and didn't look at him.

Garan stretched out his hand and ruffled his hair: "Your life is mine." He stopped smiling, and even his eyes became solemn, but in the blink of an eye, he yawned, and swallowed the world sleepily, which made him listless again.

He withdrew his hand with a careless expression and went behind the screen.

Soon, Tang Xin also began to feel sleepy, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Sleepiness is a thing, if you don't come, it's enough, once you come, you can't hold on with perseverance alone.

Ah Yan hadn't come back yet, and the two teenagers in the house had fallen asleep.

Tang Ning didn't feel sleepy at all.

She should be sleepy.

I didn't sleep long last night, and I walked a lot during the day, so I should be very tired. But she looked at Tang Xin's sleeping face, and she didn't feel tired at all.

She tucked the quilt for Tang Xin, got up and walked to the table, and moved a chair to the window.

The rain passed through the azure window screen, which looked light and translucent during the day, and now when I look at it again, it will blend into one with the night. The sky outside the window was darker than before, but it was still a little lighter than the night sky that Downing had seen before.

In rainy Leizhou, the sky is always gloomy.

At night, I couldn't see my fingers.

Tang Ning has been in Leizhou for ten years, and it seems that he has never even seen two stars.

She was half-lying on the windowsill, looking out through the curtain.

In the past, when she couldn't walk, she always sat in front of the window like this, watching the rain, the flowers, and the empty sky. At that time, the wind outside, the sun outside, even the rain she hated, could make her happy.

Unlike now, where she sits here, looking at the sky, it feels like she's stuck in a quagmire.

She knew something was wrong, but she didn't know what was wrong.

Xie Xuan felt that what she said was a quibble, and she smiled and didn't want to refute it, but in fact, every word she said was exactly where her doubts were.

Is she really still alone now, and the person whose neck was cut by Miss Tang that night?

Downing's plain white fingers gently drew circles on the window screen.

Rustle Rustle –

What she couldn't figure out, maybe the gods could figure it out.

Anyway, it's a god, isn't it? Even before today, she had never thought that there really were any gods in the world......

Suddenly, Downing's circle movement stopped.

She put her hand down and pressed her face to it. The cold window lattice, sticking to the face, seems to carry moisture. She kept her eyes open and looked out for a moment.

In the courtyard, there was a clanging sound, like a snake walking through the flowers.

Tick, tick.

Downing smelled the wine.

In the darkness, a figure appeared.

It's Xie Xuan.

A young man dressed in black stood among the flowers and did not move for a long time.

Separated by a long corridor, half a sea of flowers, the smell of wine is getting heavier and heavier.

Downing found that he saw himself. Obviously, both of them were hiding in the dark belly, and neither could see each other's eyes, but for some reason, Tang Ning felt that he was in sight with him.

Xie Xuan, who was in the sea of flowers, also noticed something unusual.

The feeling of uneasiness that made him stunned reappeared.

Tang Ning in the book of life and death is indeed dead.

The book of life and death that he opened with his own hands, and the cinnabar marks he saw with his own eyes, would not be fake. If there is an accident and she does not die, the blood stains will disappear on their own, and it is impossible to remain the same forever.

Since the cinnabar marks are still there, then "Tangning" is the deceased.

- The "Tangning" who is looking at him at the moment in the room is probably not a person at all.

Only the life and death of man belong to him.

Xie Xuan lowered his hand, the wine jug in his hand was crooked, and the wine flowed out.

In the darkness, he lowered his head with a wry smile on his face.

Mortals always say that drunkenness and dreaming of death are happy things, and those disturbances seem to be gone. But he made a bunch of wine, drank it like water, and never once got drunk.

Obviously, Ah blew it back, but just took a sip of it, and he was so drunk that he danced.

Therefore, the machine spirits knew that the "drunken" wine buried under the flowers was the wine that would make them go crazy when they drank it, and it was a wine that they would never drink.

So even Ah Chui didn't dare to drink anymore, but from time to time he dug up wine and sent it to his bedside to "pay homage", wanting to see what he looked like when he was dancing.

It's a pity that Abuki has not been able to do so far.

Xie Xuan raised his wrist and poured the wine in the pot clean.

He really wanted to get drunk once, go crazy, and dance to Ah Blow.

But the gods ...... You won't get drunk......

Eternal sobriety is their curse.

Even if he is an immortal god, he can't escape.