Qu Xiaobai and Xin Qingjun both looked at Yang Ling in surprise.

Don't want to go? Did he understand what he was talking about? So why wouldn't you want to go?

Yang Ling finished eating the rice in the bowl unhurriedly, still in a slow tone, and said, "I'm not getting better, and I don't want to go out." ”

Qu Xiaobai looked at him suspiciously, his eyes were as usual, indifferent and dazed, and there was such a faint inferiority complex hidden in his eyes, Qu Xiaobai couldn't see anything else.

"Okay, since Yang Ling doesn't want to go, then, Qingjun, you can work hard for us."

Qu Xiaobai naturally would not force Yang Ling. The big things and people in this world are not as important as a single hair of Yang Ling in her eyes.

When she was in that world, like other singers and actors in the entertainment industry, she also had a group of special fans, called Poison Wei, she thought, she was Yang Ling's Poison Only.

Because Yang Ling didn't want to go, Qu Xiaobai also put this matter in the back of his mind and focused on the things in front of him.

After dinner, he discussed some business matters with Xin Qingjun, and Qu Xiaobai and Yang Ling washed up and slept early.

There was no morning sickness today, but she suddenly became sleepy, Yang Ling was still washing, and she was already lying on the bed. fell asleep. When Yang Ling came back from washing, she saw that she was sleeping like a pug, and the corners of her mouth were still drooling.

Yang Ling lay on the edge of the bed and stared at her for a while, wanting to poke her crooked mouth with his fingers, but his slender and bony hand had reached the corner of her mouth, but stopped. Stopped for a moment and climbed up. The bed was crooked on the edge of the bed, for fear of waking Qu Xiaobai, half of his body was suspended outside, and he didn't dare to move.

He couldn't sleep, staring at the candlelight.

The first time he stared at the candlelight, he vaguely saw some of her shaking in the candlelight that he hadn't seen before. I don't know if it's a memory from the past or if it's my own fantasy, but that smiling, gentle and playful girl, he wants to get closer to her, and get closer.

Later, he tried staring at the candlelight, but never saw the apparitions again.

When I stared at the candlelight tonight, I didn't see her anymore.

Yang Ling was a little disappointed. I was stunned and at a loss.

Qu Xiaobai was thirsty in the middle of the night, woke up thirsty, opened her eyes and saw that the light was still on in the room, Yang Ling slept on the edge of the bed, half of her body was hanging in the air, she felt distressed and blamed herself, she turned over from him lightly, wanted to push him in from the outside, put on her shoes, but saw that Yang Ling was not sleeping, and was in a daze with the candlelight.

Qu Xiaobai bowed down. Coming over, he looked at Yang Ling gently, and said softly, "Why haven't you slept yet?" She noticed that he was looking at the candle flame, and it wasn't the first time.

"You go back in a little bit and sleep." She kissed him at the end of his pretty eye and said softly.

Yang Ling pursed the corners of his mouth in confusion and moved his body inside, "Are you awake?" "His voice was a little hoarse.

"I'm thirsty, get up and drink some water, do you want it?" I'll pour you a glass too. ”

"Hmm."

Qu Xiaobai got up and poured two glasses of water, tested the temperature, it was just right, returned to the bed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and handed a glass of water to Yang Ling. Yang Ling sat up and took the water, drank it in a few sips, and returned the water cup to Qu Xiaobai.

Qu Xiaobai put the water cup on the corner table at the bedside, took a sip of water, and looked at Yang Ling gently: "Yang Ling, did you see anything in the candlelight?" ”

She couldn't explain why he kept staring at the candlelight.

"You." Yang Ling replied briefly, and he didn't know whether it was helplessness or anything in his tone.

Qu Xiaobai was slightly stunned.

"Me? You mean, you saw my shadow in the candlelight? ”

No wonder he always likes to look at candlelight, it turns out that this is the reason.

"And what does that me you see by candlelight look like?"

Yang Ling frowned and looked at the candlelight again, thought for a while, and said, "I don't know." ”

Qu Xiaobai was a little disappointed, took a big sip of water, put down the water glass, and was about to lie down and continue to sleep, but heard Yang Ling say again: "You are very good, very lively, very good." ”

Qu Xiaobai couldn't help laughing: "Then I'm not good now?" ”

"You're not happy." Yang Ling bit his lower lip, "Xiaobai, I want you to be happy." ”

Qu Xiaobai's heart trembled, and for a while it was like falling into a situation of ice and fire, which was not only warmed by him, but also frozen by the predicament of reality.

A heart was tormented, but there was a shallow and soft smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Yang Ling, as long as I am with you, I will live very quickly." ”

Qu Xiaobai sat on the edge of the bed, facing the candle flame like beans, thinking about what the situation was now. Yang Ling's state, I don't know if it is the effect of being hypnotized by candlelight, if so, then artificial hypnosis on him, can it remind him more?

She has learned a lot in books, but the actual. But I haven't done it once, so I naturally don't dare to it myself. After thinking about such a thing as a knife for a long time, she decided to go to Dong Lang.

"Yang Ling, you wait a while, I'll ask the little divine doctor to take your pulse and see if there is a way to remind you of the past."

She couldn't wait for a moment, opened the door and went straight to the east chamber, knocking on the door of the east chamber.

The answer to the door is that the cloud is not idle.

Under the faint moonlight, Qu Xiaobai's whole person was bathed in the ghostly light, looking at it was not so real, Yun Bu was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly came back to his senses, "Little mastermother? Is there something going on in the Lord at such a late hour? ”

He didn't look like she was in trouble, so it could only be the little master Yang Ling.

"It's fine. You call Dong Lang up, I'm looking for him something. ”

Yun Bu hurriedly returned to the house and woke up Dong Lang, who was sleeping soundly.

"What's the matter?" Dong Lang was confused.

"Hurry up and see, the little mistress seems to have something important waiting for you outside the door."

"It's so late, I'm sleeping soundly...... Dong Lang was excited, woke up instantly, got up and took the clothes on the bedside hanger, and asked while putting it on his body in a panic: "What's wrong?" ”

Yun Buxian shook his head, "I don't know." Just ask her. ”

Dong Lang put on his clothes, tied the silk silk around his waist, and hurriedly walked out.

Late at night in early winter, it was cold and quiet, and as soon as he went out, he was frozen and completely awake. Qu Xiaobai had already returned to the house, and he hurried to the house.

The door was half-open, apparently for him, and he went in directly, closing the door to prevent the cold air from entering. When I entered the door, I saw Qu Xiaobai and Yang Ling sitting opposite each other, neither sleeping.

"What's going on?"

Qu Xiaobai kicked an embroidered stool to him and got straight to the point: "Sit." I want to perform hypnotism on Yang Ling tonight to see if I can guide him to think of something. ”

Dong Lang frowned slightly: "Why do you suddenly have to perform hypnosis?" I'm afraid I don't have a good grasp of it. ”

"Try it. Always take the first step, the current situation is a torment for us, and why not for Yang Ling? She held Yang Ling's hand and said softly, "Let's try, you cooperate, okay?" If you feel unwell, just shout and we'll stop immediately. ”

She has made up her mind and cannot be repented, and Yang Ling is also very resolute, nodding: "Got it." It's time to go. ”

Qu Xiaobai had already shown Dong Lang some videos of psychiatrists performing surgery on patients before, and Dong Lang could be regarded as having learned a little bit, as for whether he could succeed the first time, in fact, Qu Xiaobai did not have much hope.

Things always have to come step by step, she is not in a hurry, anyway, she has a lifetime with Yang Ling.

She took out a jade pendant that Yang Ling was wearing and handed it to Dong Lang. Dong Lang took the jade pendant, stared at it, and took a deep breath, "Then I'll start." ”

Dong Lang lifted the jade pendant up and hung it in front of Yang Ling, "The Lord listens to me and does what I say." ”

The jade pendant swayed in front of Yang Ling's eyes, and Dong Lang's voice was soft and shallow, "The Lord looked at this jade pendant in my hand, yes, just look at it, don't move, now, imagine that in front of you is a field, you are walking on the path in the field, the moonlight is quiet, there is the sound of water around, and there are insects chirping......"

This is the scene that Qu Xiaobai told him, at that time, they lived in a mud house by the river, and the most scenery they saw was like this, Yang Ling said, it was the warmest beginning of his life, although the days were hard, but every day was full of sunshine.

The two of them have studied it, and this scene should be the best treatment start for Yang Ling.

What came to Yang Ling's mind at first was indeed a quiet picture like Dong Lang said, but somehow, after a cup of tea, the picture took a sharp turn, and somehow, it was tampered with into something else.

In the endless barren mountains and mountains, there are no roads, no moonlight, only endless darkness, and the faint smell of blood.

The child, who was not yet three years old, cried heartbreakingly in the wilderness, but still stood stubbornly, and in his hand, he held a dagger that flickered.

For some reason, Yang Ling is very sure that this child is his own when he was a child.

Not far ahead, a pair of dark green eyes stared at the child, and although he was howling, he knew what it was.

Wolf.

When he went up the mountain with his eldest brother Yang Jili, he saw it, it was very fierce, and a child of his age was not enough for him to have a full meal.

He wanted to escape, but the wolf would pounce on him at any time and bite him, but his legs were shaking like cotton wool in the wind.

"Go up and kill it! Otherwise it's eating you! ”

A cold voice sounded in the darkness, he didn't know who it was, but he knew it was the man who gave him the dagger.

Either he dies or the wolf dies. At the age of three, he had to face such a life-and-death decision, he didn't even know what it meant, he didn't even know what the desire to survive was, the only thing he knew was that he was so young that he couldn't kill this wolf.

"I'm scared." He said with a shudder.

"Is it useful to be afraid? Won't it eat you if you're afraid? Look at its green eyes, think of its sharp fangs, tearing open your belly......"

He cried even louder.