"Our movement here alarmed Yu Sinian, he seems to know a little bit of medical science, showed it to you, and took a fever-reducing pill to me, and asked me to feed you."

"I saw that he was sure of him, and he looked very confident, and I had no other way, so I fed it to you ruthlessly."

"It's also our luck that Yu Sinian didn't lie to us. Soon after you took the fever-reducing pill, the heat on your body subsided by more than half......"

Speaking of this, Niu Dali's tone was full of weakness and embarrassment.

Giving Huahua fever-reducing pills was a bet he made when he was sick and rushed to the doctor.

In fact, he didn't believe in Yu Sinian, but he didn't have the ability, and there was no other way, he didn't want to die with flowers, and the only way was to believe in Yu Sinian's kindness.

As it turned out, he made the right bet this time, but next time? Will he be so lucky next time?

The shadow that Flowey would die has always hung over his heart, and this time, it is just another demonstration of his incompetence and cowardice.

Niu vigorously curled up into fists with his hands clenched tightly, his nails buried deep in his palms, because he used too much force, a crescent moon appeared in his palms, and then there were dots of blood.

This kind of behavior similar to self-harm can slightly relieve the manic and powerless heart of the cow.

Xiao Chanhuan's five senses were sensitive, and as soon as the blood stains seeped out, she smelled it.

She looked up at Niu Dali suddenly, only to find that his gaze seemed to be unfocused, looking into the distance, his muscles were tense, and the whole person seemed to be in a state of self-loathing and mania, and she didn't even notice her looking up.

Xiao Chan was stunned at first.

What's wrong?

Enduring the pain, Mu's stunned head was running quickly for the sake of the cow, and he quickly figured out the reason.

Brother Mighty is blaming himself.

She had repeated this emotion many times in the space, and she naturally understood the pain contained in the emotion.

As the saying goes, a healer cannot heal himself.

She couldn't heal herself in space, but now she was able to heal Brother Dali.

For this emotional illness of self-doubt and self-loathing.

First of all, the healer cannot forcibly open the patient's spirit. This practice is tantamount to peeling away the patient's fragility alive and placing it in broad daylight.

Especially a teenager with strong self-esteem like Niu Dali, he can't directly point out the problem.

If it is pointed out directly, for them, the blow is devastating, and the slightest carelessness may cause them psychological distortion and darkness.

It is necessary to act in a roundabout way.

Therefore, Xiao Chanhuan didn't directly pull Niu Dali's hand, there were a little blood stains there, that is, he wanted to hide the fragility he didn't want her to see, and she avoided his fragility.

Then, the healer needs to awaken the patient's spirit and attention. Gentle treatment can only be carried out if the patient responds.

Xiao Chanhuan cautiously stretched out her hand and gently pulled Niu Dali's sleeves, and the tugging sensation of the sleeves recalled Niu Dali's sanity and changed his attention from the confused state of self-loathing.

She asked quietly, softly, slowly, "And then?" ”

And then?

What then?

Niu Dali's eyes were confused.

He took a moment to reminisce.

Xiao Chanhuan was not in a hurry, but waited quietly and patiently.

Niu Dali thought about it, and then took Xiao Chanhuan's question in a confused look, and said, "Then...... I've been watching over you, calling your name like you've been in a nightmare, and it won't be long before you wake up. ”

"Really?" Xiao Chanhuan's voice was very soft, and there was a lot of joy in the lightness.

The corners of her mouth pursed and she said, "No wonder, I'm sleeping in a daze, and I always feel like Brother Dali is calling me." It was so dark that I was scared, but because I could feel Brother Mighty by my side all the time, I wasn't so scared. When I woke up, I thought I was dreaming, but I didn't expect it to be really Brother Dali calling me. ”

As she spoke, her cheek rubbed lightly against Niu Dali's chest, and murmured, "It's good, Brother Dali has always been by my side, it's so good......"

She tried her best to show her dependence on Niu Dali.

Of course, more than 90% of this performance is true.

Xiao Chanhuan is really dependent on Niu Dali, and this dependence is not only in life, but also in the spiritual level.

Xiao Chanhuan whispered a few words, but Niu Dali, an iron-clad young man, had red eyes again.

He gently stroked the top of Xiao Chanhuan's hair, and there seemed to be a lot of uncertainty in his voice.

He asked, "Does Huahua think Brother Dali is really good?" ”

"Hmm!"

Xiao Chanhuan raised her head and nodded heavily in front of Niu Dali.

She smiled big and said with certainty, "Good! If it weren't for Brother Dali, my life would have been terrible. I can't find food, I can't burn a fire...... I won't know anything. Only Brother Dali will not dislike me. I like Brother Strong, I want to follow Brother Mighty for the rest of my life, Brother Mighty is the best! ”

The verbal expression gives Niu Dali a heart booster, but it is also the expression of Xiao Chanhuan's true feelings.

Xiao Chanhuan's affirmative answer was like a breeze blowing into Niu Dali's heart, blowing away the confusion and self-loathing that he had been blinded in his heart, and life seemed to have found a direction to continue living.

"Flowey isn't bad at all, Flowey is also the best......"

…… I also want to be with Huahua for the rest of my life...... This is Niu Dali's hidden words in his heart and unspeakable.

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Yu Sinian, who had been pricking up his ears next to him and eavesdropping on the corner of the wall, was really about to be angry with Niu Dali's touching IQ, and he couldn't wait to run forward and pinch his neck to say it for him.

Hey buddy, I said you can go on if you like it, make a bold confession, talk about your silent efforts in the back, talk about how worried you are, and talk about your thoughts...... It's good to say anything!

People fool ghosts and a little girl can say "I like it", you are a big man afraid of a ball.

is submissive, shrinking your head, not worthy of your brute temperament at all!

I despise!

Xiao Chanhuan and Niu Dali are warm and affectionate, watching the excitement and eavesdropping on the corner of Yu Sinian are not idle, although he can't speak, but a brain drama is not idle at all, its depth, breadth, and warmth are definitely more exciting than the main Xiao Chanhuan and Niu Dali's interpretation.

Xiao Chanhuan leaned on Niu Dali's arms, silently feeling the warmth of this moment, but Niu Dali glanced at Yu Sinian, who was in a hurry to grab his cheeks, and the warning in his eyes was self-evident.

Yu Sinian received his warning, pursed his lips, and scolded "coward, bad seed", and then found that the provocation was not answered, and he felt bored, so he fluttered and lay down again.

The melon he ate today was good, and he closed his eyes in a good mood and decided to close his eyes before dawn.