"That's right, I'm jealous."

Gu Fenglin's face stopped less than two inches away from Mu Yunhan, so close that his breath was entangled.

His eyes saw her eyes without any scruples, and the surging emotions in them forced Mu Yunhan to palpitate for a while and forget to breathe.

She was so sensitive that she could even feel the breeze blowing on her face as his long eyelashes fluttered.

His thin lips twitched silently, "That's right, I'm jealous. ”

"I am jealous that he is powerful and can give you shelter in the open, and I am jealous that he is healthy and can talk freely with you. It's not like me, you can only draw with a diagram, you can only draw slowly in the sand with a bamboo stick, you can only move silently with your lips like this, but you don't know if you can understand it, whether you want to understand. It will not be like me, frail and sickly, and I don't know how long I will live. ”

Gu Fenglin said this silently, quickly twisted his head away, and looked at the dark corner.

Mu Yunhan saw shallow tears in the corners of his eyes.

Her heart was suddenly struck by something, and it softened.

She remembered that morning, when she woke up in despair and saw him coming towards her gracefully.

She remembered that he was under the wisteria trellis, holding Xuanjin in his arms, and smiling quietly and warmly at her.

She remembered that he accompanied her through the long streets, shielding her from the gossip and strange stares of the neighborhood.

remembered that he was standing beside him, silently protecting her under his wings, blocking the vicious attacks of Zhao Lizheng and the old mansion.

I remembered the bite on his arm, and I remembered that he was standing under the starlight, looking forward to her return.

remembered that he was holding the dew and buying the best fried rice balls before she went out to do things.

Remembering when she was dazed, he gently and calmly led her away from the scene to calm her emotions.

Remembering the pinch he pinched on her waist when she was dying.

"I don't care what you've done, you have to cheer up now!"

It was this sentence that aroused her fighting spirit, so that she could stay calm and not let people see the clues.

She should have hated the world indifferently, but because of his existence, she became a normal person.

Mu Yunhan hesitated again and again, and gently covered his hand on Gu Fenglin's hand, his voice choked slightly.

"You're the nicest, nicest person I've ever met. You're not as weak as you say, you're more like a human being than a lot of people, you're more heroic than a lot of people, you're more powerful. I couldn't have survived without you, and I wouldn't be where I am today without you. ”

"But I have my way to go."

She wiped away her tears, raised a smile, and choked up: "I know what I'm doing, I'm more sober than ever, so don't be angry with me, let alone belittle yourself because of anyone or anything, okay?" ”

A crystal tear rolled down from the corner of Gu Fenglin's eyes without warning, he pulled out his hand suddenly, turned around, and strode out.

Aunt Xuan shouted and chased out: "Master Gu, Master Gu ......"

Old man Gu also chased out: "Don't worry, I'll take a look." ”

The palm of the palm still seems to have that slightly cold touch, but the person is gone.

Mu Yunhan looked at his hand in a daze, and raised it to the end of his nose, a familiar, faint medicinal fragrance.

Something is messed up and out of control.

"Girl, the guests are still waiting." Aunt Xuan's voice sounded at the door, and she said helplessly, "What's the matter?" Are you arguing? ”