He began to sleep unsoundly again, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and his breathing was uneven.

Tao Sixi tried to use some massage techniques to help him rub the acupuncture points, trying to alleviate his pain, but the effect seemed to be minimal.

His hands seemed to be searching for something.

"Black, what do you want?" Tao Sixi asked.

His lips twitched.

She couldn't hear clearly, leaned down and put her ear to his mouth, and this time finally heard two words: "Fan ......"

Fan?

She froze, thinking she had misheard.

"Fan ......"

He was muttering again, this time the two words were very clear, indeed the words fan.

"Where's the fan? There is no fan......" Tao Sixi was confused, and rummaged through him, except for bows and arrows and daggers, as well as the bag of silver needles of Second Brother Gu, there was nothing else.

"Desks, drawers, fans, ......"

He muttered a precise list of addresses in his coma.

Tao Sixi had a bang in his head, and suddenly, as if, he understood something.

She looked at Gu Beichen in front of her with an extremely complicated expression, should the person who has a fever at this moment not be black, but Second Brother Gu?

"Fan ......"

He kept looking, his hands clutching at the ground, his joints pale.

He couldn't wake up, as if he was in a nightmare, and he became more and more irritable.

Tao Sixi didn't know what to do, gritted her teeth, she put her arm lightly on his chest: "The fan is here." ”

He wrapped his arms around her with both hands, and his breathing gradually stabilized, and he stopped making trouble.

Tao Sixi can be regarded as relieved.

Looking at his arms tightly hugged, he couldn't cry or laugh, what is this?

In other words, the person who had a fever this time was Second Brother Gu, and the person who skillfully handled the wound before was also Second Brother Gu?

Tao Sixi's eyes widened in horror, so calculated, the one who jumped into the water to pick the ghost lotus without saying a word was also him?

Since it's him, why didn't he say it?

Tao Sixi's expression was complicated, looking at the sleeping face in front of him, but a sense of familiarity and kindness swelled up, and he couldn't help but reach out and gently outline the shape of his facial features on his well-defined face, it was too perfect, so perfect that it was simply impeccable.

When Gu Beichen woke up again, the moon was already hanging in the hollow, the bonfire was booming in front of him, and Tao Sixi was squatting there, holding two sticks in his hands, and two fish were forked on the sticks.

The fish was scorched by the heat of the flame, and the oil and water fell into the fire with a crackling sound.

The firelight reflected her face, red and delicate, like a peach blossom in February.

He suddenly felt that tonight was the most beautiful night he had seen in the past eighteen years.

"I'm sorry, I overslept."

He was born with a little apologetic word.

He said that he would sleep for half an hour, but as soon as he slept, he slept from dawn to dark.

Tao Sixi heard the movement, raised his head and smiled at him: "You had a fever before, and it took a while to get rid of the fever, and sleeping a little longer is good for your body." ”

"By the way, Black, what's wrong with your wounds?" She asked again, deliberately calling him black, to see how he reacted.

He nodded his head, "It's okay." ”

He sat there quietly, watching her grill the fish.

Tao Sixi became more and more sure of his reaction, from the time he went ashore in the cold pool to the present, he was the second brother Gu, not black.

The two of them have completely different speaking styles, and Heiyi likes to raise the bar with him, fight each other, and dismantle the stage.

And Second Brother Gu is silent and cherishes words like gold, but every word is meaningful.

Since he doesn't take the initiative to confess, then she won't debunk it, just know it in her heart.

"You caught this fish in the pool?" He asked again suddenly.