The eyes covered with long eyelashes moved slightly, and then finally opened slowly, and there was a moment of distraction in the dark and deep eyes.

"Second Senior Brother, you're awake!!"

"Second junior brother, you're awake!!"

Zhizhen and Zhimei spoke at the same time, and said loudly towards Zhishan with a look of surprise.

Zhishan was slightly stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head, looked at Zhizhen and Zhimei for a moment, frowned, and said in a weak voice: "Senior Brother Zhizhen, Senior Brother Zhimei, why are you here??" ”

"Little junior brother, great, you don't have amnesia!!" Hua Weiluo looked at Zhishan with a look of surprise, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes that had not been wiped away.

"The flowers haven't fallen??" Zhishan turned his head to look at the flowers sitting next to the bed, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he looked down at her holding her hand tightly, and then looked at the tears on her cheeks, hesitated for a moment, and then asked in a low voice, "Senior sister, what are you crying for?" ”

The air in the room condensed in an instant.

"You just ...... Call me what?? Hua Weiluo looked at Zhishan and asked a little unconvinced.

"The flowers have not fallen." Zhishan hesitated for a moment, then looked at her and said lightly, quietly withdrawing his hand from hers.

"You...... You don't remember me?? The expression on Hua Weiluo's face was stunned for a moment.

"Aren't you a flower that hasn't fallen??" Zhishan frowned, raised his head with doubts in his eyes, looked at Zhizhen and Zhimei, looked at her again and asked, "Aren't you a senior sister??" ”

"I ...... Yes......" Hua Weiluo looked at Zhishan dumbfounded, a pair of ruddy lips opened, and only after a while did he reluctantly say: "But you...... That's not what you usually call me......"

"And what do I usually call you??" Zhishan sat up slightly, looked at her very puzzled, his movements slightly touched the wound on his chest, he couldn't help frowning, looked down at his chest, and then said strangely to Zhizhen Zhimei: "I'm injured??" Did you fail to collect which youkai this time?? ”

Zhizhen and Zhimei glanced at each other, and then shook their heads at the same time.

"Didn't fail??" Zhishan raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the two of them, nodded hesitantly and said: "Also, I see that you both are standing here intact, if you fail to collect demons, it stands to reason that you two should be a little worse than me......"

"Little ...... Little junior brother ......" Hua Weiluo looked at him and didn't look in his direction at all, there was a slight pain in his heart, he really didn't forget himself, but he forgot his feelings for her.

"Huh??" Zhishan turned around, looked at Hua Weiluo's tear-stained face, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve robe and handed it to Hua Weiluo's front and said, "Take it, wipe it, why are you crying like this??" ”

"......" Hua Weiluo looked at the handkerchief he handed over a little distractedly, and took it stiffly.

"I usually ...... How is it called you? Zhishan looked at her a little lost and depressed, and remembered that the question just now had not been answered, so he continued to ask.

"......" Hua Weiluo raised his eyes, looking at his deep eyes, there was indeed no bright light in them that he looked at himself on weekdays, and there was no sweet doting, "nothing...... You did call me Senior Sister......"

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