Gu Fenglin said lightly: "Aren't my childhood sweethearts and fiancées all you?" You are all the ones who share in the weal and the woe, and the riches and riches. What they say, that's theirs, not mine. You should understand this. ”

Mu Yunhan was satisfied, hugged him and yawned softly, and fell asleep.

Gu Fenglin hugged her, his blood was rolling, and he couldn't help but want to bite her neck several times, bite open the cyan veins under the snow-white skin, and absorb the hot fragrance inside.

But he knew he couldn't, he was a man, he wasn't a devil, he wasn't an animal.

She is also a human being, his lover, not his ration.

He pinched himself tightly, the pain waking him up.

Old man Gu knocked lightly on the window twice, reminding him that if he couldn't support it, it was better to go back.

Gu Fenglin let go of Mu Yunhan, but in the blink of an eye, she smacked up like an octopus.

Helpless, he looked up at the top of the tent and sighed silently.

He was reluctant to leave her.

It was not easy to meet, do you have to be estranged from her for this reason?

He is not happy, he does not accept his fate!

Mu Yunhan suddenly turned over and sat up: "Thirsty." ”

She said as she got out of bed and walked over to the table to pour water.

She went far away, and Gu Fenglin hurriedly took a long breath.

But she pulled on her shoes and ran back as fast as she could, laughing silently, and climbed into bed, and put her arms around his neck, and kissed him on the lips.

Between the lips and teeth, the cool tea and the bloody breath poured into it.

Immediately after, she pinched his nose.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the water flowed down his throat.

Such as elixir, such as a panacea.

The restless insecurity just now was gone, and his limbs and bones were flowing with warm and peaceful power, endlessly, endlessly.

Sleepiness hit like a tide, and before going to sleep, he vaguely heard Mu Yunhan whispering in his ear: "You must win him!" ”

Who wins? Gu Yilan?

He thought, and then fell into a complete stupor.

Gu Fenglin had a long, long dream, a national funeral, and snow white everywhere.

Countless people wept in despair, and an army pressed the border, and he saw a black figure falling straight down from the high wall.

He wanted to get closer and see better, but he was always separated by a layer.

He woke up from his nightmare and subconsciously reached out to touch his side.

The bedding around him is still warm, but Mu Yunhan is not there.

A low voice came from outside the door: "...... You took this basket today and went to Mujia Street, and said that it was a southerner, and my sister was sick and wanted to buy a basket of osmanthus flowers to make osmanthus cakes to eat, and asked them where to buy ......"

Gu Fenglin quietly walked to the door, and through the thin mist, he saw Mu Yunhan standing at the foot of the steps, and whispered to the dog:

“…… Don't be reluctant to give up the money, ask if you have asked a doctor to buy medicine for her, try to stay a little longer, see what she is eating, how she is living, and who is taking care of her......"

There is an old bamboo basket in front of the dog leftover, the handle of the bamboo basket is wrapped with goose-yellow silk thread, and a small goldfish pendant is hung on it, which looks very special, and it is not something that is found casually.

And he went back and lay down again.

After a while, Mu Yunhan returned.

She looked down at him with a smile, and put her hand in her sleeve to warm it.

When he was warm, he reached out, gently held his face, and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Gu Fenglin grabbed her shoulders like lightning, pulled her and turned over, and imprisoned her under him.