Headaches are an unusually torturous thing.

Murong Yanxing's endurance was naturally very strong, but the pain that kept hitting him also made him emotionally irritable.

His mind is very chaotic, he can't think more, as long as he thinks a little more, the present and the past will be intertwined, and his brain will be constantly pounding.

Those faces, those people......

Suddenly, a figure appeared in his mind, which had been buzzing all the time.

The world seemed to be quiet at this moment.

This moment of tranquility was Mu Yutian standing in front of her, wearing a pure white wedding dress, her long hanging eyelashes fanning slightly, and then slowly raised it, looking at her with those clear eyes.

It is a refreshing spring that cleanses people's hearts.

The door to the study was closed for a long time.

When Murong Yan came out of it, it was already very late at night.

There was still a bedside lamp at the head of the bed in the room, but there was no movement.

The little girl was probably waiting for him, but accidentally fell asleep.

Murong Yanxing walked to the side of the bed, and sure enough, he saw Mu Yutian half-leaning on the bed, but he was already asleep.

On one side of her face is shǒu jī, and on the other side, is his schedule notebook that records his schedule.

Murong Yanxing lowered his voice as much as possible, took shǒu jī away, took the notebook again, paused slightly, and opened the notebook with his hand.

Just as he had thought, the notebook had been filled with some handwriting that wasn't there before.

A few days later, on Christmas Eve, a small smiling face was drawn next to him, writing: "Doudou invited us to spend Christmas Eve together, will the Yanxing Association agree?" ”

Close the notebook.

Murong Yanxing bent down, stretched out his hand, and gently touched her little face with the back of his fingers.

It seemed that it was unbearable to be disturbed by a good dream, Mu Yutian frowned slightly dissatisfied and shook his head.

Murong Yanxing didn't touch her again.

When he came back from the bath, he lay directly on the bed sideways, and reached out from behind to hold Mu Yutian in his arms.

The height difference between the two people is just right, and holding Mu Yutian is like a full-body pillow stuffed in his arms is the most comfortable size.

Murong Yanxing lowered his head, just enough to smell the fragrance of the shampoo on Mu Yutian's hair.

It smells good, and it also makes people's hearts feel involuntarily stable.

"Hmm...... Well? Mu Yutian was hugged by Murong Yanxing, sobered up a little, and turned her head to look at Murong Yanxing.

"Sleep, let me hug it." Murong Yan hugged Mu Yutian, gently touched her hair, and comforted her to continue sleeping.

Mu Yutian, who was full of sleepiness, didn't think much about it, and continued to sleep.

Don't know why......

Holding Mu Yutian, this tranquility comes naturally.

The headache has been relieved a lot, I no longer want to vomit, and the cold body has gradually recovered its temperature

Make evil spirits become human again.

Murong Yanxing finally gradually stretched his brows and fell into a dream.

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"Team Leader."

"Are you there, team leader? What about the team leader? ”

Murong Yanxing turned his face and saw the communication soldier who was following him, wearing a camouflage field uniform, with an uneasy expression on his face.

"Haven't been in touch yet?"

"The three members of the advance team who entered first have been in for half an hour, and there has been no movement." The soldier nodded, speaking plainly.

"Team Leader...... Look at our ......"

"Keep rushing in!" In his eyes, the momentum of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers is high-spirited, "As a soldier, how can you be greedy for life and afraid of death!" ”

No! Don't go!