She lowered the candlelight and curled the corners of her mouth.

It turned out to be the jewel on his sword, shining with candlelight.

She gently covered the quilt, the dwarf cowering by the stove.

Watching him curl up into a ball, deform his face, and want to put it aside, it will make him sleep well.

She moved as hard as she could, moving the saber a little from his arm, but he was so tight that it was difficult to remove it.

Suddenly, she saw a cold light, and before she could react, she felt the smell of bleeding coming out.

The long sword was cold and stabbed Rossi in the shoulder.

Luo Xi looked around at the long sword and saw a little boy full of panic and fear, standing blankly at the other end of the long sword.

When he woke up from his sleep, he saw her pull his father's only object out of his arms. In front of him appeared a corpse covered in the earth, and his father's unhappy eyes. It turns out that all the faces are dirty. Like a ruthless killer, she was sentenced to death. For a while, he went mad and drew his sword and stabbed her.

He wanted to get out of bed, but was trapped under his covers.

At that moment, he could only stand in a panicked place, dazzled by the faint candlelight that dazzled the blood running from her shoulder.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, it won't hurt!" She looked at his panic and the panic in his eyes and couldn't help but comfort her.

He drew his sword and trembled between his teeth for a long time.

Covering the wound tightly with his hands, Roshi stopped talking, walked out of the kitchen, and closed the door.

When I returned to the house, I saw that Yue Xi was sleeping soundly. She rolled over and found some strips of cloth. Some herbs, which are commonly used to stop bleeding, are chewed in the mouth and spread over the wound. The clumsy wound of the shoulder was tightly entangled, and the aching teeth were laughing.

For the next few days, the little boy did not allow anyone to enter the kitchen. As soon as someone intervened, he stretched out his long sword and swung it, frightening Yue Xi to jump outside, unable to endure the greetings of generations of relatives.

Rosie was grumpy and convinced her that he might be scared and waited a few days to calm down, just not to worry.

Yue Xi was very angry, scolded a few words, and then said that he was going to dig some wild vegetables, light a bonfire in the yard at night, and eat something casually.

Luo Xi said that she was a little uncomfortable, so she was reluctant to go with her today.

Yue Xi couldn't help but mutter, "I think as long as you worry about that bastard, you can do whatever it is." Then he hurried away.

She didn't let Rosie in, Rosie sat at the door and told him about the interesting things he encountered, as well as the sourness of the wild fruits in the forest and the bird's nest in the treetops, where there were always surprises, and every time they could touch a few eggs to dissolve greed, of course, they would also leave a few eggs so that this nest would not die.

Maybe she's saying something he's never heard before. Gradually, her mood became smoother. Sometimes, the corners of her mouth lift slightly because she's too funny. At that time, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, violence and vigilance immediately returned, and his face was desperately desperate.

She smiled at him casually, smiling like the winter sun, warm in her heart: "Do you like dancing swords?" That's nice. If you want to study in the future, I will find the best teachers to teach you so that you can protect yourself when you grow up. “

On the first day, he said only one word to her: Get out.

The next day, he saw that her face was not very good, but he also said a few words to her: Your business!

On the third day, she could barely stabilize herself by leaning on the door frame, and then, after a few words of comfort as usual, she fell weakly to the side.

"Help, help!" He was really scared. When he burst into tears, he didn't find it. He could only stand there and shout loudly.

Yuexi heard the screams. As soon as he entered the cabin, he saw Rossi kneeling on the ground, leaning on the stove, his face pale.

She trembled and shouted, "Rosie, what's wrong with you?" Wake up and don't scare me! ”

The little boy covered her body with a quilt. Her companionship, and seeing that she was now dying, the fear in her heart was even heavier than the bloody scene a few days ago," she ............ She was wounded by my sword two days ago. Shoulder, I ...... I really didn't mean to......" He really didn't mean it, he was just worried that he couldn't control it at that time and suddenly lost his hand and looked at himself. The quilt was on him, and he regretted it.

However, seeing her for days on a row is not a big problem and he can chat with him every day to tell stories. He didn't think much about it. She didn't think about it, just endured it in silence.

Yue Xi didn't know what to do, and she didn't dare to move her position easily. She could only hurriedly walk over and keep scolding: "You, this gobble-up thing, how can you get it, how can you get it?" Hand ......"

Suddenly she thought of someone and ran out. With her legs spread, she didn't care if Yue Xi was safe with the person who hurt her.

Where they secretly picked sunflowers, she vaguely remembered that the yard was full of herbs. She can only bet that Aoi Po is a doctor.

The yard is full of sunflowers, and the golden sunflowers are eye-catching.

Aoi Po sighed: "Well, if I save her, you will be with me in the future, give me a bottle of potion, and if you lose your life, don't blame my wife!" ”

As soon as Yue *** heard that the old man promised to save, she thanked him again and again, and knocked on the door one by one, "Thank you grandma, thank you grandma!" ”

When the two of them arrived, Rosie's shoulder sword had been drawn and he was lying on the quilt next to him, dead.

The little boy knelt down and looked blankly at Rosie.

Kwai Po looked at the little boy and asked, "Are you hurt?" ”

The boy looked directly at Luo Xi's face, never looked up at the others, and nodded silently in response.

Aoi Po crouches down and wants to bring Rosie back to her room so she can examine the wound and clean up the treatment.

The little boy's hand gripped Kwai Po's wrist tightly.

"Grandma, she didn't hurt the vein, didn't hurt it, did she?" The longing in his eyes cannot be ignored.

"It's going to be fine." Kwai Po patted her head to comfort herself, and when she saw the little boy's clothes, her eyes began to flicker, and the others did not dare to assert that at least the little boy knew about human connections and various meridians.

Aoi Bao bandaged the wound and sighed indifferently. Although the sword did not kill her, since the wound was not treated in time, she rubbed the herbs indiscriminately, and the wound had long since festered. If you have a high fever, waking up can save your life.

But after all, it would hurt my shoulder, and I was worried that even if my arm was healthy in the future, I wouldn't be able to exert any strength.

But these words, she did not speak to the two children. After all, her life is dying, and they don't care about them.