Linlang squatted in front of the other side flower, holding her cheeks and looking at it again and again, and there was always a strange emotion in her heart. Her chest was stuffy, and she panicked.

Zhong Jiu carried a white porcelain bowl and went to the backyard. At a glance, I saw Linlang's brows tightly locked, clutching her chest, as if it was very difficult to breathe. He hurriedly walked over, put the porcelain bowl on the stone table beside him, and helped Linlang to stand up.

She probably squatted for a long time, and when she stood up, her eyes were dark, her feet were weak, and she fell into Zhong Jiu's arms. Zhong Jiu hugged her and sat on the stool, her hands propped up on the table, and it took a long time to slowly recover.

Zhong Jiu saw that her face turned a little paler, and he was a little displeased: "What's so beautiful about this flower, you have to stay here every day to take a look, don't you get tired of looking at it?" ”

"Such a beautiful flower, it's rare to see in the world, how can you get tired of seeing it?" As she spoke, Linlang saw the bowl of black medicine on the table, pursed her lips, and her face became even more ugly. I don't know what kind of medicine Zhong Jiu gave her to drink, it is dozens of times more difficult to drink than the medicine prescribed by Quanzhen Dao. She only had to take a look, and her stomach was already tumbling.

Linlang got up quietly, under the pretext of going to see other flowers. It's just that before he took two steps, he was held by Zhong Jiu's wrist, he seemed to see through her thoughts, and chuckled: "Go after taking the medicine." ”

Linlang coughed lightly and deflated, pouted and sat down, and said unhappily: "Can't you drink it?" This medicine is terrible to drink. I feel a lot better lately, and I shouldn't need to take medicine. ”

Zhong Jiu sank his face, pushed the medicine bowl in front of her, and said lightly: "The medicine is bitter, drink it quickly, it should be cold in a while." ”

Linlang refused, and delayed serving the medicine bowl. Zhong Jiu snorted impatiently and said, "Do you want me to pour it on you?" ”

Linlang glared at him, seeing that he had gotten up, and reached out his fingers to pinch her chin. She hurriedly stretched out her hand to block it, picked up the bowl fiercely, and muttered, "I'll just drink it, as for being so cruel?" ”

Zhong Jiu sat down slowly again, staring at her without blinking, for fear that she would make another moth. Linlang couldn't escape, closed her eyes, and poured the medicine down.

The bitter taste rushed straight to her head, and she closed her mouth and endured it for a long time before she held back the nausea. His nose was sore, and tears fell from him.

Zhong Jiu sighed and took out a silk handkerchief to wipe her tears. Without conjuring a plate of dates out of nowhere, he pinched one and stuffed it into her mouth.

The bitter taste in Linlang's mouth slowly disappeared, and she stared at the silk handkerchief in Zhong Jiu's hand with teary eyes. She had seen Zhong Jiu use it before, and she was very impressed by the lotus flower embroidered on it.

Curious, Linlang pulled out the silk handkerchief from his hand. Unfold it and take a look, there is not only a lotus flower on it, but also an embroidered word "Ning" in the corner of the silk handkerchief. She suddenly remembered that the handle of her Soul Eater Knife was also engraved with the word "Ning".

She raised her head and looked at Zhong Jiu, the doubts in her heart expanding little by little. This silk handkerchief looks like it is the daughter's family, and it is estimated that it is the same as the owner of this handkerchief. And a few days ago, a person who taught him to make incense may also have some connection.

Zhong Jiu took advantage of her imagination and didn't pay attention, took out the silk handkerchief from her hand, carefully folded it and put it in his arms.

Linlang had a calm face and asked very unhappily: "Who gave you this silk handkerchief?" ”

Zhong Jiu raised his head, gave her a strange look, and said lightly, "You don't have to know. ”

Linlang was stabbed by his attitude, and the anger value in her heart skyrocketed, she slapped the table, stood up and said dissatisfiedly: "Why can't I know, who she is?" Who are you? Do you like her? ”

Zhong Jiu frowned and was stunned for a moment, then hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, and said casually, "Are you jealous?" Because of this silk handkerchief? ”

Linlang was asked by him, panicked, sat down slowly with the corner of the table, and pretended not to care and said, "How come?" I'm just asking. ”

As soon as Linlang's words fell, I heard Zhong Jiu say, "I like her." ”

Linlang bit her lip, her eyes were red, and her fingers were wringing together under the table. After a while, he said aggrievedly: "You don't have to be so honest. ”

Zhong Jiu picked up another candied date, handed it to her mouth, and wiped the sugar stains on the corner of her mouth with his fingers. Then he whispered, "I don't want to lie to you." ”

Linlang chewed the dates, and just now felt very sweet, how could she feel so bitter, and she was about to catch up with those bitter and sour medicines. She raised her chin and said very dissatisfiedly: "It's really sad to tell the truth, since you like her, why did you provoke me again?" ”

Zhong Jiu took her hand, slowly rubbed her palm, looked at Linlang and said softly, "I like her and I like you." ”

"Oh......" Linlang let out a long sigh and gave him a blank look, "You are really amorous and greedy." Where is she now, I want to see her. ”

"She's gone." Zhong Jiu's eyes flashed with sadness, and Linlang sighed in his heart, he was most afraid of comparing with such a dead person, because he couldn't compare at all. No matter when, that person will be hidden in Zhong Jiu's heart, and he can't be eliminated.

"She's gone, and the person who taught you how to make incense isn't gone, so they're the same person, right?" Linlang asked.

Zhong Jiu nodded and said yes.

"That silk handkerchief is embroidered with the word 'Ning', and the Soul Eater Knife is also engraved with the word 'Ning', so they are all one person, aren't they?" Linlang endured the sourness in her heart and asked again.

Zhong Jiu still nodded and whispered yes.

Linlang pulled out her hand fiercely, stood up slowly on the table, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, and she said a little choked: "Then what do you mean by giving me her knife?" She also wiped my tears with her silk handkerchief, and used the incense she made. I don't understand, you can't forget her, so why say you like me. Am I her stand-in? Could it be that I am very similar to her? ”

Her tears burst out like broken threads. She stubbornly raised her hand and wiped it casually, turned around and was about to leave, when a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in her mind, as if she realized something, she looked at Zhong Jiu and muttered, "Or, am I her reincarnation?" ”

Zhong Jiu's face changed slightly, his hands clenched into fists, and his eyes began to avoid her. Linlang suddenly laughed, her face didn't look like the haze just now, she grabbed Zhong Jiu's hand, looking a little excited: "So I'm her, isn't it?" ”

Zhong Jiu was stunned for a long time, and his mind turned for a long time before he struggled to spit out a word: "Yes." "He didn't want to lie to her.

Linlang patted him on the shoulder and jumped up excitedly. There were still tears on her face, and her eyes were still red and swollen, Zhong Jiu only felt vivid in her eyes.

She screamed and jumped into his arms, raised her head and looked at him with blinking eyes, and said with a smile, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" I thought you were a bad guy. ”

Zhong Jiu felt as if he had dug a hole for himself, so he had no choice but to jump into it and bury himself with his own hands. He sighed wordlessly, stretched out his fingers to wipe the tears from Linlang's face, and hugged her tightly into his arms.

Linlang was not at ease, and after a while, he poked his head out of his arms and asked curiously, "What's her name?" ”

Zhong Jiu touched her hair, looked into the distance, and said faintly, "Her name is Bai Yingning." ”

"Oh......" Linlang suddenly realized, no wonder he called her Ning Ning when he was looking for her on the eve before. She thought he had recognized the wrong person, but it was. So she and Yejun also know each other? Thinking of this, she opened her mouth and asked, "Does Yejun also know that Bai Yingning is my previous life?" ”

Although Zhong Jiu didn't want to admit it, he still had to speak: "Yes, but you have to remember that he is a violent and vicious devil. We have never been with him, and you can't trust him no matter what he does to you. He is the best at disguise, always showing people with a gentle and simple face, and he will fall for his tricks before he knows it. ”

"I know, you've said it before. I also said that I only believe in you. There was a bright light in Linlang's eyes, and the smile on the corner of her mouth made Zhong Jiu's heart warm.

He took her hand and said with a smile: "It's windy outside, you just took your medicine, you need to go back to the house and get a good night's sleep." ”

As soon as Linlang heard Zhong Jiu say that he wanted to sleep, his smile immediately fell, and he pouted and said, "I have to sleep again, I have to sleep for seven or eight hours every day, and the more I sleep, the more headaches I have." ”

Zhong Jiu pinched her face distressedly, and compromised: "Just go back to the house to rest, it's okay not to sleep." ”

Linlang was half-lying on the rattan chair, Zhong Jiu was drunk, made another pot of tea, poured a cup and handed it to Linlang. The tea had a strange fragrance, which was different from the tea she had smelled at the inn on weekdays.

She put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed deeply, asking, "What kind of tea is this?" I've never smelled tea like this. ”

Zhong Jiu also poured a cup for himself, held it in the palm of his hand, and said slowly: "Originally, it was just ordinary green tea, Ning Er felt that it didn't taste good to drink, so she added several kinds of flower tea to it and brewed it together, but I didn't expect it to produce such a strange fragrance." She called this tea the tip of her heart, because this tea can calm her mind and help her sleep, and it is the treasure on the tip of her heart, so she took this name. ”

Linlang's eyes lit up, smiled proudly, and said, "It's me, I invented it, right?" ”

Zhong Jiu looked at her excited smiling face, stretched out his index finger and scratched the tip of her nose, and said with a smile: "That's right, it's you." ”

She took a sip lightly, and her mouth was fresh and intoxicating, and her lips and teeth were fragrant. She began to admire herself in her previous life, she could make incense and make tea, how could she be so good.

She finished her tea and let out a long yawn. At about this hour of the day, she had to go to bed, and she got into the habit of it. At the moment, my eyelids are astringent, and I seem to want to sleep again. She stretched out her hand and tugged at Zhong Jiu's sleeve, frowned and said, "My brain doesn't want to sleep, but what if my eyes can't stay up?" ”

Zhong Jiu touched her face and said with a smile: "If you are sleepy, you can squint for a while, you don't have to hold on." ”

Linlang finally nodded helplessly, crooked on the recliner, and fell asleep after a while. Listening to her slow and even breathing, Zhong Jiu bent down and picked her up horizontally, and carefully placed her on the bed. Fingers pinched her wrist and checked her pulse, the Gu poison began to eat away at her brain, and the pulse was getting weaker and weaker.

He put his hand on Linlang's chest, hesitated for a long time, said sorry softly, and then slowly opened her shirt. The other side flower, which was originally just a small red bud on its chest, has grown several times larger than before, and it already has a tendency to bloom. On her white jade-like skin, it looks even more bewitching and enthusiastic. He felt a pain in his heart, not knowing what the ending would be. I hope that the Soul Lost Gu can shake the flowers on the other side, and make her forget everything before the flowers bloom.

Zhong Jiu tidied up her clothes and covered her with a quilt. Holding her slightly cool fingers, the only thing he could do now was to accompany her well and let her spend the rest of her time happily.