At night, she couldn't sleep a little, could it be that he was sick? Leng Xiaoxi dragged the corner of the quilt with both hands, carefully shrunk in the quilt, with his back to the direction of Chu Tiannan, his eyes were round, and he was always in a restless heart.

She was worried that something was really wrong with him.

And he too, when he thought of the second half of last night, her face was cold, and there was no life at all, he couldn't help but be scared that he still had palpitations, he was worried that she would suddenly really leave him, as soon as he thought about it, his heart began to ache, and at this moment, a cold sweat quickly climbed up his heart.

Chu Tiannan didn't feel sleepy.

In the silence of the night,

Only the beautiful singing of the weaver girl came into the room without a trace of movement through the window from time to time.

At three or four o'clock in the morning, Leng Xiaoxi suddenly had a sharp pain in her stomach, she bit her lip fiercely and didn't make a sound, she was worried that he would hear it, she was worried that he would hear her painful moans and feel uncomfortable, she didn't want him to be sad, she held her breath tightly, holding back the sharp pain.

A layer of bean-sized beads of sweat seeped into the pillow towel, soaking a piece, and her face was lying on her side, and she could feel a wet feeling on the pillow.

The pain in her left chest and stomach was like countless steel needles cutting through one by one, her face turned pale, as white as a piece of white transparent paper, thanks to not turning on the light, otherwise he should have been worried about dying, she had to grit her teeth and persevere, if she could survive, she would definitely be able to.

The severe pain in her left chest began to spread in the direction of her stomach, spreading around, and then her whole body was followed by a piece of pain, intense, unbearable, like countless ants gnawing at their bone marrow, she felt that she was about to be unable to bear it, her whole body continued to spasm with the pain, and even she began to hunch her waist and keep panting, wanting to swallow all the pain in one breath.

Both hands clutched the corners of the quilt, trying to relieve the pain of this moment.

"What's wrong?"

Chu Tiannan didn't sleep at all, but when he turned around and was about to take a look at her who was asleep, he felt a little trembling on the side of the bed when she pressed against his quilt.

His heart slammed up, and he asked the sentence just now.

After being silent for a long time, she tried her best to keep her quiet body, her fists were tightly clasped together, and she pinched her palms fiercely, and finally let go of the pain temporarily, "I'm fine, but I can't sleep a little." In her voice, she restrained her pain and almost couldn't hold it anymore.

The body still did not turn in the direction of Chu Tiannan.

Stretching out his long arms, his big hands pulled at her quilt, "I can't sleep either!" His voice was faint.

"Hmm!" She violently began to bite her lip again, and then jumped out with all her strength, "I'm a little sleepy now!" She didn't want to continue talking to him, she couldn't be sure that he would break her disguise in a moment.

Another hour passed,

Her throbbing pain gradually died down, and she finally fell asleep in a groggy state, although she warned herself not to sleep, not to sleep, or something would happen to him. But the toss just now exhausted the strength of her whole body, and she couldn't resist the round after round of human hypnosis in the biological clock, and finally let out bursts of even breathing sounds.

Smelling her even breath, his heart gradually settled down a little. Looking out the window at the night, the starlight was shining, but how long could she still see?

At noon the next day, when the sun was shining, Leng Xiaoxi, who was dizzy, woke up in a fragrance, she sat up, opened her worried eyes, and subconsciously looked at the clock on the wall, ah? All her movements froze at once, "Eleven o'clock?" So late? ”

In the next second, she turned over and got out of bed, and saw Chu Tiannan working in the kitchen with an apron in his heart, and there was breakfast bread and her milk on the table without moving.

Holding her shoulders, she quietly leaned against the fang feng grass at the door, staring at his elegant figure motionlessly, straight figure, couldn't help but be fascinated, indeed when and where he was, sad, cold, angry, leisurely, no matter what kind of expression, he was perfect, even when he was sick, he was still beautiful, although cold, but it was cold and beautiful, noble and elegant.

When she was still looking at him obsessively, suddenly he turned off the fire and turned around with a plate of vegetables and saw the little woman who was leaning on the door and looking at him, his face was full of flowers, sallow yellow and fat powder, his originally happy expression suddenly froze there, and his brows tightened.

"Konishi!" His faint call, but it was a trembling in distress.

Suddenly, she relieved herself, and when she saw that he had been staring at her face, her little face changed color in an instant, and then she was startled, she quickly covered her face with both hands, then turned around, and ran away as quickly as a gust of wind. It's a pity for him to see his haggard face.

When she came out of the makeup, she hung her head and pinched the corners of her clothes uneasily, until a warm big hand dragged her to sit beside him, she raised her head in shock, and when she bumped into a pair of pupils of deep concern, her heart trembled violently, and then she was able to quickly lower her head and whisper, "Anan, wasn't I ugly just now?" "Worried, panicked.

"No, you will always be the most beautiful in my heart! I love you not because of your looks, but because of all of you I like! His affectionate voice slowly flowed to his ears like music.

He was talking more and more now, not at all like he had just met him, he was silent, and now his gentle voice was as gentle as jade, modest and not cold, and her tense heart was melted in an instant.

"Okay, let's eat first, it'll be cold for a while!" He patiently urged her and handed her chopsticks. As warm as ever.

A trace of mist soon appeared in the corners of his eyes, not because of his touching and heartfelt love words, but because of his bland, warm and calm silence to himself.

After the meal, she was going to wash the dishes, "Wait a minute," his realm floated again, "Yours, it may be coming, I'll brush it!" She could see a faint glow in the corners of his eyes.

She turned around, the fog in the corners of her eyes was thicker, she held on to her eyes, stretched her eye sockets to the maximum, and then filled all the fog into it, until the trace of fog slowly disappeared, she walked to the chair in the small courtyard, silently closed her eyes, once upon a time, such warmth was so inadvertent, inadvertently drained from her fingertips. I've never felt so precious, no, it's precious.

Where will she be after two months of rushing time?

Does a different dimension really exist?

As the smell of good smell gradually approached her, she opened her eyes, her eyebrows bent, and found that he was staring at her blazing mansion, "What's wrong?" She shy herself.

He stretched out his broad, warm palm and held her pale and cold fingertips, "Konishi, I want to say......" He paused, his fiery eyes became even more intense, as if asking for her opinion.

She closed her eyelids slightly, then opened them again, motioning for him to continue, which she was looking forward to.

"If, no matter what ......" he couldn't say it anymore, his mind suddenly became messy for the first time, messy, piled up in front of him like a heap, and he couldn't find a single clue that could be solved after rummaging for a long time.

Finally, she lowered her eyes and whispered carefully, "Anan, you can say it, don't have any scruples." ”

"If I go first, I will be waiting for you on the Yellow Spring Road, on the road above the fire of the Flower of Introduction, you must not miss me!" His murmuring sound, like a whimpering mountain spring, resounded in her heart lake,

Bang bang, her heart beat violently, her water eyes suddenly looked at him motionlessly, gritted her teeth, and a trace of poignancy surged into the corners of her eyes, "If I leave this world first, I must wait for you on the Huangquan Road, I will stand next to the flaming red flowers on the other side, I will definitely wait for you, but if you go first, you must not go up to the Nai He Bridge." She was as burning and firm, and her fingertips squeezed her thick palm with a slight force.

His heart throbbed again, and he heard the lingering words of love in her heart.

Her eyes looked into the distance, and she whispered, "I heard that the flower on the other side is the flower of the Yellow Spring Road, and it is the only wind shadow on the Yellow Spring Road under the underworld, and it is said that it blooms very beautifully, like fire, and like blood covering the entire Huangquan Road, it must be very beautiful there." ”

As if she wasn't talking about her own business, she began to dream, maybe by that time, would she have a new life, and suddenly she remembered the words of Nightfall City, didn't he also say that he was waiting for him on Huangquan Road?

At that time, he and him, as well as Nightfall City, will definitely not be lonely.

She continued,

"I heard, suddenly her words changed, a little desolate and helpless, I heard of the Sansheng Stone, after the end of the Nai He Bridge, there is a lookout platform, there is a fierce Meng Po, if he let us drink Lethe water, we can no longer remember each other, what should we do?"

She was a little anxious, looking at him affectionately, she was worried, scared, frightened, worried that she would never meet him again in the future, that would not continue their life and life, and the cycle would not end. Fingertips trembled violently.

He felt it, and his heart ached, if he didn't drink Meng Po soup, he would have to wander in the endless Lechuan River for a thousand years before he could be reincarnated, a thousand years? No matter how many years he wandered, he still longed to wait for her. Not afraid of fire, not bloody, not afraid of Daoshan, he is just as stupid as waiting for her.

He smiled and clasped her thin fingers, "I won't drink, I'll wait for you to drink, and besides, don't we have concentric locks?" People with concentric locks, if they are moved by the old moon, can they be together for the rest of their lives? ”

She was stunned and smiled, turned around and threw herself into his arms, "Anan, I am so reluctant to let you go, in case I leave first, who will accompany you to watch the stars, who will accompany you through the long night?" ”

He was stunned, did she know? Shaking his head again, how could it be, Ah Qiang didn't tell anyone.

"No, you're gone, I can't live alone, I'll chase you!" He looked up to the sky and sighed, he had endless wealth, but he couldn't buy his last happiness and comfort?

"No, Anan, I'll wait for you if I go first!" She smiled bitterly and blinked her stiff eyes, "I like the bloody flowers blooming for whom the Huangquan Road blooms." ”