Thirty years have passed in a hurry: the source of fate, which cannot be disobeyed.

The faint blue starlight soaked through the clear glass on half of Yunluan's side face, and the words of the old man who touched the bones back then still echoed in her ears, the light and shadow of thirty years were just flowing water in a hurry, and the source of fate would eventually make her disappear and irreversible.

Yun Luan lowered her thick eyelashes and stared at her hands. There is no doubt that this is a very perfect hand, with narrow and slender fingers, and skin that is as clear as jade without flaws. The palm of the palm is a pale pink, like crumpled peach blossom petals soaked in the texture, and the crystal warm nails are dotted on the fingertips like pearl oysters, flowing with a faint moisturization under the illumination of the light.

She slowly raised her hands and looked carefully at the light in the infirmary, and it was said that the longest and meandering mark in the palm of her hand was the so-called 'lifeline'.

The longer the lifeline, the longer the person's lifespan.

Wisps of black hair curled on the thin blanket, and Yun Luan stared at the longest trace in his palm, forming a circular arc from above the tiger's mouth, but it did not wind down the side of his wrist like others, and the lifeline that symbolized Yun Luan's longevity could stay at the bottom of his palm.

It's a short-lived lifeline that doesn't even have half a normal arc.

The old man who touched his bones said: "Your metacarpal bones are slightly convex, and you are born with a red face and a bad name. ”

The old man said, "Never plan for a position of power, if you cross the line and touch those ethereal things, it is equivalent to touching a talisman." ”

The old man who touched the bones said: "Looking at your face, you can see that there are countless red luan stars in your life, but they have not died well. The heart is higher than the sky, the life is thinner than paper, and you are a talented and precocious child, you are destined to die peacefully in this life, so why continue to be embarrassed and torture yourself?! ”

yes, why bother to continue to torture yourself......

The lifeline is so short, it seems to have been cut off by the other half. Yun Luan stared at the trace with cold eyes, and suddenly felt that God had played a huge joke with her, although it gave Yun Luan noble power, wealth and status, and unparalleled beauty, but it cruelly deprived her of health and longevity.

How ironic......

Yun Luan let out a faint sigh, she slowly lowered her hands, and her narrow and slender jade fingers curled up together, covering the short-cut marks in her palms. The after-effects of headache have disappeared over time, and although the pain will return next time, this time it has finally passed.

The dull and powerful heartbeat of Nan Zheng was heard in his ears, and the blazing body temperature penetrated the thin shirt like a fire, gradually melting Yun Luan's cold side face into a pool of clear and heavy spring water.

Nan Zheng was very gentle and considerate to warm Yun Luan's cold body with his own body temperature, he wrapped one arm around Yun Luan's shoulder, and the other arm hung casually at his side. Although he really wanted to hold Yunluan in his arms and spoil him, they had not yet developed such a deep and sweet relationship.

A strand of long ink-colored hair poured down the edge of the leather chair on the ground, Yun Luan lowered her eyelashes slightly and looked at the black jade button of Nan Zheng's shirt, when her mind gradually cleared, she couldn't help but secretly think in her heart: This kind of warmth, if only she could feel it forever, but unfortunately this kind of warmth does not belong to her after all.

The fate of the red face and the water is destined to bring disaster to those red luan stars, not to mention that what the old man asserted back then was not wrong, her heart is indeed higher than the sky, and her life is thinner than paper.

It's just that he was young and frivolous at that time, arrogant, and unwilling to admit it.

Nowadays, headaches are becoming more frequent and the after-effects are becoming more widespread, from once a month to every other week. The effects of the sequelae have also progressed from slight dizziness to today's nausea and vomiting, cold hands and feet.

Power, status.

These two talisman-like existences, Yun Luan, finally crossed the boundary.

You can't die well, you can't die old, to put it bluntly, you can't die well.

The long hair of Mo Yu that fell on the side of his face was pinned behind Yun Luan's ears by Nan Zheng's gentle movements, Yun Luan raised his eyes and glanced at Nan Zheng's handsome and extraordinary face, and suddenly regretted pulling such an outstanding man to his side. After all, Nan Zheng is different from her, although he is calm and wise, and he is old-fashioned, but these are just God's extra preferences, he is not a child who is precocious and wise.

You can not die well or grow old, but what about the Southern Expedition?

Do you want such an outstanding man to be entangled in his own bad luck and disaster?

No, I must not be so cruel and selfish.

Thinking about this, Yun Luan slowly sat up from Nan Zheng's warm chest, she clenched the beige blanket in her hand, and her sparkling beautiful eyes glanced leisurely at Nan Mo who was handling the many medicines in the medicine cabinet like autumn water: "I feel much better, Nan Mo, give me the medicine." ”

The warm fragrance of nephrite that was originally nestled in his arms suddenly withdrew, and Nan Zheng lowered his eyes to look at Yun Luan's still pale face, and his eyes slowly fell through Yun Luan's picturesque eyebrows in confusion. In response to Nan Zheng's doubts and silent inquiry, Yun Luan pursed his pale pink lips, and then forced himself to stop paying attention to Nan Zheng.

Suddenly, he was left aside by Yun Luan for unknown reasons, Nan Zheng's eyes dimmed, and a violent feeling called 'conquest' and 'plunder' gradually spread in the depths of his heart. He frowned and flew into the sideburns to trim his eyebrows, forcibly pressed the violent and domineering desire to conquer and plunder, and stood up with knowledge and interest.

There was a dull pain like a tear in the chest where the ribs were offset, and Nan Zheng tried to slow down the ups and downs of his breathing, which could also alleviate the pain. He walked to the edge of the hospital bed and sat down, his instinct telling him that Yun Luan didn't want to ignore him and see him at this moment.

Although he didn't know why Yun Luan suddenly became cold to himself and ignored him, Nan Zheng was really reluctant to leave Yun Luan's side, so he didn't leave the infirmary and returned to the dormitory, but still sat upright on the hospital bed.

Only in this way, as far as the eye can see, touch Yun Luan's figure.

Even if it's just ...... That's all.

Suddenly hearing Yun Luan calling to himself, Nan Mo was instantly stunned in place, he stiffened his neck and turned his head, looking at Yun Luan, who was originally lying on the leather chair and was slowly sitting up at the moment: "Did the symptoms of sequelae subside so quickly?" You are still tired, dizzy, nauseous and vomiting, how did it take only half an hour to return to normal? ”

He frowned and trimmed his eyebrows with anxiety, and his warm and jade-like face revealed undisguised panic and doubt. Yunluan's current situation has completely subverted the symptoms of the disease in the past, the most obvious of which is that the cycle of repeated attacks of the disease is shortened and the pain is prolonged, but the symptoms of the sequelae are disappearing quickly.

Hearing Nan Mo's repeated questions, Yun Luan narrowed his sparkling eyes slightly, and suddenly fell silent.

Nanmer's worries are not wrong, the after-effects of headaches in the past tend to last for a long time, and the shortest time requires three hours of rest and relief. Although the symptoms of today's sequelae are particularly violent and painful, they last for a very short time, gradually returning to normal in less than half an hour.

"The cycle is shortened, the pain is prolonged, and the duration of the symptoms of the sequelae is also shortening...... Yun Luan lowered her eyes and carefully felt her current physical condition, as Nan Mo said, although the process of her headache attack was unspeakably painful and the pain was prolonged, but the duration of the sequelae was indeed much shorter than before.

What does this mean exactly?

Bad luck or luck?

Nan Mo put down the many medicines he was sorting out in his hand, he walked to Yun Luan with a solemn expression, bent down and carefully looked at Yun Luan's complexion. I saw that Yun Luan's complexion still showed a feeling of weakness and paleness, but her eyes were always announcing that --- had regained her clarity.

"Are you sure you ...... Don't feel any more discomfort or pain? He took off the silver-rimmed frame of his glasses on his face, and suddenly felt a little inexplicably flustered.

That panic was mixed with countless fears, and it suddenly spread to the bottom of Nanmo's heart.

The sparkling beautiful eyes blinked slightly, Yun Luan stared at the face in front of him that was as warm as jade, and finally said softly after a moment of silence: "No." She stared into Nan Mo's eyes, and the panic that spread deep in her heart was no less than that of Nan Mo, because at this moment, Yun Luan could feel it very clearly---

Life is passing at an accelerated pace.

The future asserted by the old man finally began to be realized gradually, and twenty years of time passed in a hurry, and it seemed that there were only ten years left before the 'thirty time' of the source of fate.

How long can 10 years last?

Yun Luan's pale pink lips were slightly hooked, and the face depicted with light makeup was still so gorgeous that it was thrilling, revealing a sinful beauty that tempted believers to die. She raised her hand and brushed half of her face, the touch of the skin under her fingertips like condensed fat is God's unique preference, and it is also a talisman.

She was born with dignity and brilliance, and she was unparalleled in the world.

Then again, she has to pay the price of death and suffering.

Oh, by the way, remember what the old man said back then---

"The gods will be overshadowed by your light, and there will be countless believers in the world who will follow you all their lives until you are finally lost."

Such a strange and fragrant, romantic but affectionate sentence sounds like a compliment in another sense, but it is actually a criticism of Yun Luan's overly thrilling beauty. If the gods were still overshadowed by Yun Luan's beauty, how could the gods allow Yun Luan to live a long lifespan and violate the shackles of balance between heaven and earth?

The so-called balance, in the final analysis, is just a rule.

Everything in the world is bound by rules, so as to achieve a delicate balance between each other.

There is a severing lifeline in the palm of the palm that is like crumbling the petals of a peach blossom, Yun Luan stares at the incomplete lifeline in the palm, only to feel that the time in this life is like a wind, frost and snow sword beating and tearing his soul.

Red face and troubled water, red luan star moves: talent is precocious, and life is thinner than paper.

When Yunluan wants to hold the fine sand in the palm of his hand and keep the time that passes in a hurry, the final result will only make the fine sand in the palm pass faster and faster. But if you ignore it, the fine sand will pass silently like a trickle until it disappears completely.

Death...... It seems to be getting closer and closer to me. Yun Luan slowly clenched her narrow and slender jade fingers, and smiled coldly and sarcastically at the corners of her lips.

Nan Zheng sat on the edge of the hospital bed and stared at Yun Luan from a short distance, his eyes catching the cold and sarcastic smile on the corner of Yun Luan's lips, Nan Zheng intuitively felt that the situation was not good. Although he didn't know what Yun Luan's condition was, he looked at Yun Luan's sarcastic smile......

It seems to be heralding an exacerbation.

It seems that it is necessary to start as soon as possible during this time, and after clearing the butterflies, Zhang Tu must not be left behind, otherwise Yun Luan will consume energy and effort like this......

Nan Zheng suddenly closed his eyes weakly, he didn't want the woman he fell in love with at first sight, which was rare to meet in this life, to die early because of illness. Although children with precocious talents will be marked by the pain of their souls by God, is their life like a feather, without the slightest meaning of existence?

Fate, fate, is just some cruel and ruthless, but high-sounding vicious curse.

Yunluan, I will do everything I can to change my life for you: If you still can't disobey the destiny of heaven after giving everything you have, then I am willing to be the last and unique Hongluan Star Movement in your life.

One and only.

The light in the infirmary was warm and soft, and after Nanmo handed the cup of warm water that melted the pills to Yun Luan, the whole person collapsed on the chair as if he was out of strength in an instant: "No...... How could it be possible not to feel any discomfort? It's so abnormal, perhaps...... It's impossible! ”

He muttered to himself as he anxiously tugged back and forth at his hair. Yun Luan was worried that Nan Mo would become bald at a young age, so she hurriedly reached out to stop Nan Mo from tearing her hair.

Nanmo slumped on the chair, the whole person buried his head in the palms of his hands in a sluggish manner, his dark brown hair flowing with a warm glow in the light, with Nanmo's current sluggish posture, it was like a big brown bear in the forest who couldn't eat fish and felt aggrieved.

The long ink-colored hair was scattered around her waist along Yun Luan's movements, she walked to Nan Mo's side and gently patted the other party's shoulder, and comforted softly: "There is nothing to worry about and anxious about, I know my condition best, whether it is good or bad is determined by God, although the pain is gradually prolonged, but the recovery after the torment is also very fast." The so-called slap and then give a sweet date, probably not what I look like now. ”

Before the words fell, Yun Luan hooked her pale pink lips, and her sparkling eyes clearly reflected Nan Mo's gradually raised face.

The warm and jade-like eyebrows were as picturesque as picturesque, Nan Mo raised his eyes and stared at Yun Luan in front of him, only to feel a knife-like pain in his heart, and countless wounds were oozing blood: "I'm sorry, eldest miss, I originally said that I must cure your headache, but now ......"

At this point, Nan Mo suddenly choked up and his eyes were red, and he raised his hand to hide his face in pain, in order to hide the crystal tears that slipped from the corners of his eyes: "But now I really feel ...... Really feel powerless......"

Xiu's narrow and slender jade fingers gently wiped away the tears flowing on Nanmo's jaw, Yun Luan stared at Nanmo who was immersed in sadness, and his tone was as gentle as clear spring water: "It's not your fault, you have worked very hard for my illness." If it weren't for the medicines you invented, I probably wouldn't be alive now. ”

For Yunluan's intricate and irregularity headaches, Nanmo has been working day and night in the past two years. He flipped through all the Chinese medicine classics and Western medicine prescriptions, and finally researched the results of the medicines, but they could only calm and soothe Yunluan's headaches.

And what made Nanmo feel most sad and powerless was that the drug he had painstakingly researched had side effects that could not be underestimated, although it could bring a relatively good calming and soothing effect to Yunluan's condition, but due to the limitations of side effects, it could only be used in the moderate stage of headache recurrence.

In other words, if Yun Luan wanted to take this calming and soothing potion, he had to endure a period of intense pain first.

Such a potion was undoubtedly a great failure for Nanmo, but he was never able to develop a better drug, and even many of the leading physicians in Xuan were helpless against this headache, including the elderly experts who taught Nanmo medicine.

Like the redemption of a fallen angel, he cruelly and mercilessly broke half of his wings.

Yun Luan's gentle and graceful voice fell in Nan Mo's ears, and he felt more and more ashamed and self-reproachful when he heard this, and his warm eyebrows were covered under the palm of his hand: "It's me who is incompetent, it's me who is too useless, but no matter how I study and observe, and the experiment is deep, I can't touch the depths of this disease......"

Before the words fell, Nanmo's tears snaked down from the corners of her eyes again.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place. Today's Nan Mo is so sad that he can't hide and control it, although Yun Luan did not announce the development of his illness, but Nan Mo can catch the slightest clue from the other party's expression and words.

What to give a sweet jujube after a slap, this is obviously because Yunluan's body functions have gradually failed, so under the torture of the disease over time, her body senses are no longer sensitive and flexible, so she will feel that the sequelae of headache symptoms recover very quickly.

Because the body organs can no longer bear the pain, they spontaneously develop a sense of paralysis and retreat.