As soon as Yun Ge came back, looking at Yun Ge's appearance, she knew that Yun Ge knew.

Just hug each other and hug each other quietly.

After a long time, after Yun Ge's mood calmed down a little, she pulled Yun Ge towards the head of the bed.

She took out a set of four treasures of the study, and gave Yun Ge a copy of the rice paper and brush. After that, the two replaced their voices with pen and paper and had a silent conversation.

It is obvious that Yun Ge is more anxious than Dong Huiying. As soon as she got the pen and paper, she hurriedly wrote down a line: "Has the body begun to age?" Although I had something on my face, I could smell at least ten herbs. ”

Dong Huiying nodded and wrote with a pen: "Aging...... This time I went back to the Medicine King Valley, did I find out anything? ”

Yun Ge was bitter: "Find out a little." This situation is not optimistic. There are so few examples of atavism that I have been exposed to, but I have not paid attention to the follow-up. This time I found a person who was an atavist, but ......"

Writing this, Yun Ge's eyes turned even redder.

It was only a few years, and the atavist died. When she arrived, it was just in time for the man's funeral.

It was said that the atavist died of old age. When she died, she looked like an old lady in her eighties......

And the classics in the Valley of the Medicine King also record some content about atavism.

It seems that the atavists do not live long, some only last a few months, some last a few years, but without exception, they all die of old age.

Although Yun Ge didn't say these things, just looking at her expression, Dong Huiying had already guessed a few points.

She put down the pen and paper, was silent for a long time, and then slowly walked to the basin stand, picked up a handkerchief and dipped it in some water, and then wiped off the plaster on her face little by little.

The plaster she applied to her face was like a kind of makeup, similar to a disguise technique, which allowed her to maintain her youthful appearance. But once the ointment is wiped off, the original form is revealed.

She slowly looked back at Yun Ge, who looked at her in a daze, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

Dong Huiying chuckled, then picked up the ointment again and reapplied it to her face.

After all this was done, she returned to the front of Yun Ge.

"Maybe I should be glad that at least my hair is not white, at least my hair is still black," she wrote with a brush. ”

After that, she smiled at Yun Ge with a relaxed face: "There are many things in this world that cannot be achieved even if you work hard. has paid countless blood and sweat, but in the end, it can only be a bamboo basket for water. But no matter what, we tried our best, we worked hard for ourselves, we fought for ourselves, and even if the end result was not good, at least we did our best. Right? ”

So don't be too pessimistic.

She herself is also very pessimistic, but except for a few times when she is sad and sympathetic, she is more willing to cherish every minute and every second now, cherish this limited life, limited time, and these "limited" days that can stay together.

She suffered a lot of setbacks in this matter, racked her brains but couldn't think of a solution, but she didn't give up.

You can't give up until the last minute.

It's too early to give up.

Yun Ge took a deep breath repeatedly, trying to calm herself down, and then she squeezed out a somewhat reluctant smile at Dong Huiying.

"That's right."

This silent conversation came to an end.

But before it ended, Dong Huiying wrote down a line of words, and then stuffed the paper into Yun Ge's hand.