I feel very sorry for him like this, he used to be cold and indifferent and didn't care about anything, as if nothing in the world could get into his eyes.

That's when I realized that he didn't care, he was just well buried.

He also has seven emotions and six desires, and if he doesn't say it, it doesn't mean that he doesn't.

I don't know what exactly happened to him, so the emotions buried in his heart completely exploded.

But I know that he needs the company of people the most, just like when my father and mother passed away, if I didn't have him with me, I am afraid that I would also collapse and lose myself.

I shook his clenched hand back, hoping to give him some comfort in his unconscious.

I waved my hand with Ziyu: "You go and confess to Old Madam Lin first, and then talk about the future later." ”

Ziyu frowned, didn't refute, but said: "Miss, you are the master, I am the servant, no matter what you decide, Ziyu will protect you for the rest of your life." ”

I looked up at her heroic and righteous appearance, and said with a smile: "It's not yet to the point where you can go up the knife mountain and go down to the oil pot, how can you say that it is so heroic?" ”

Ziyu raised her eyebrows: "This is Ziyu's intuition, in short, this kid is definitely not a good person." ”

Ziyu is in her thirties, and she chatters endlessly, I am really afraid of her, so I hurriedly asked her to go to the Lin Mansion quickly, and the old lady of the province said about me again.

As soon as Ziyu left, the whole room was quiet, and the old man stopped screaming, lying on the brocade quilt next to the little beggar, staring at the unconscious man with round eyes without blinking.

I was at a loss for a moment, so I held the old man in my hand and asked him in a low voice, "Are you worried about him?" ”

The old man looked at him and then at me: "Bang! (Yes!) ）

I asked, "Do you like him a little bit too?" ”

Old man: "Huh? (Sort of?) ）

I asked, "Is your liking for him different from your liking for Brother Changfeng?" ”

Old man: "Boom??" (Wait, who's Brother Changfeng?) Why should I like him? ）

I asked, "Is your liking for the little beggar the kind of liking that hurts in your heart, is it the kind of liking that you are willing to bear the pain for him?" ”

Old man: "Boom, boom??? (What the hell are you talking about?) Why should I bear the pain for him, the old man is not in good health, and he can't withstand the wind and waves! ）

I don't understand, I don't understand, when will I be able to talk to this thousand-year-old monster!

The old man flapped his wings and flew back to the brocade quilt, not taking a skew of me.

An old thing with no conscience, four years of warmth is not as good as a day trip to the stomach!

When the little beggar was unconscious, his aura was much softer than when he was awake, and without the evil eyes, this person looked a little weak, and he couldn't help but feel pity.

I said in my heart that the distress I had should be, after all, this person gets along with me day and night, even if it is a kitten or a puppy, I should be distressed if I am so seriously injured.

It should also be normal for me to have feelings that I am willing to bear the pain for him, after all, I am kind-hearted (I don't want to cross it out, after all, I don't want to admit that I am a femme fatale).

I did not want to let go of my hand with the little beggar, and I was terrified that if I let go, his life would slip out of my palm.

A sense of fear that I had never felt before.

I kept watch over him for two days and two nights.

Hands shake each other, but the two hearts are ignorant.

On the third day, when Lin Changfeng and Lin Changyue came over, we still maintained a posture of holding each other.

When I saw the affectionate affection on Lin Changfeng's face that was slightly angry but couldn't help but worry, I realized that I had done something wrong again.