That day, he had a rare leisure, and took her to go boating on the lake.

I still remember that the wind on the river is clear and sunny, I still remember the fishing boat shuttle, look at the river view, enjoy the breeze, she clumsily learned the fisherman to cast the net, and fell into the water, but fell into his arms, he waved his hand, as if there was an invisible hand out of thin air, and sent the live fish to her, causing her to be frightened and panicked and happy and laughing.

On that day, they played from the afternoon until dusk.

Under the sunset, the distant mountains and near the water, so beautiful that they can be painted, those fishing songs are sung at night, and the reeds are rowing, which can always quietly arouse her heart lake that is gradually cold by the desolate world.

Even if it's just socializing, just being responsible, just trying to live as well as possible, under the sunset breeze, there is always some tenderness and gratitude in my heart.

Quietly snuggled into his arms, whispered very close and sweet words, looking at the reeds that were becoming more and more endless under the sunset, those crazy thoughts, beautiful feelings, even she couldn't believe that they would come out of such a broken heart.

However, at that moment, his body was stiff.

The person who is always calm and plain, who seems to be tepid about anything, accepts it safely, and disposes of it safely, stiffens his body and stiffens his voice, responding to her thousands of tenderness: "I'm a little uncomfortable, let's go back?" ”

That was the first time he said "uncomfortable." ”

The man who didn't sleep all night and didn't change his face was weighed down by a heavy burden. The eyebrows don't move either.

Sometimes, she simply thought that even if he was cut by a thousand knives, even if his internal organs were burned into ashes, his eyes would not change in the slightest.

However, at that moment, his expression finally became tired, and his gaze finally became heavy. His voice froze at last.

He will finally say what any normal person will inevitably say in life.

"I'm feeling a little sick."

At first, she thought it was just an excuse, his discomfort, and his unhappiness. His refusal must have something else hidden. However, when he got home, he was really sick.

His body was weak and weak, his forehead was hot, and his eyes were bloodshot. His illness came like a mountain of death.

However, he was an extremely quiet patient, and even if an ordinary person could die of fever, he was so quiet from beginning to end that he never had a single snort.

He did his best to stay awake. but told her to stay away from him.

If he gets sicker, he will stay away from her.

His instincts wouldn't allow him to lose consciousness. There are other people around who are always on the move.

If she were by his side, he would kill him.

When he spoke. Still sober and still calm in tone. However, she quietly trembled.

No other people are allowed to be around when they are unconscious.

It turned out that she was still someone else, someone his instincts couldn't trust or trust.

Won't ...... when unconscious

He had been with her for so long and had never lost consciousness...... Never...... Have you ever really fallen asleep, even for a moment?

So many nights. So many hugs and warmth, so many times of intimacy after the exhaustion and sleep. It turns out that even if he closed his eyes, he never slept?

She exited his room step by step. Then a lot of people came, and they brought a lot of doctors, a lot of medicines.

Far away, she didn't dare to look and ask more, but she always heard screams and moans.

She didn't dare to inquire more, but she could roughly guess what was going on.

That person, the one who does not allow him to be at ease near him when he loses consciousness.

It turned out that he had never reassured her, and he had never reassured these subordinates, although he seemed to be very caring, appreciative, and understanding of them, and he was usually willing to guide them, motivate them, and take care of them, but, it turned out, in fact, he did not trust any of them.

At that time, he lived in the same garden as her, but they were far away.

He was sick on the couch, and he didn't know who he was, and his life and death were unknown.

She didn't dare to smell, she didn't dare to ask, she didn't dare to come close, but she always shivered in the night. It's not so much that she doesn't know where her fate will go if she loses him, but that when she thinks of him, she feels cold and trembling.

The man who was sick like this, burned like this, but still struggling to lose consciousness, struggling and refusing to even make a moan.

The one who will never sleep for even a minute.

Why doesn't he sleep, why can't he rest, why can't he talk in his dreams, why can't he babble? Is he still a human being like this?

In this world, will there be a person he trusts who can allow him to be approached when he is unconscious, so that he can take a nap in front of that person in peace, even for a moment?

Is there any fun in such a life?

Is such a person a human being?

Every time she thought about it, she could only tremble.

A few days later, when everyone was sick but still infinitely lethal, and because he was delirious, there was nothing he could do about the owner, who had no reason to talk about it, a mystery guest came.

Far away, the man was dressed in black, his head was covered with a black veil, and his face was unrecognizable, and he didn't even know whether he was male or female.

When the man came, the courtyard was silent, and there were no more screams, and no more wounded people were seen carrying out.

Is that someone he can trust, accept, and allow to stay by his side when he loses his mind?

She thought in a daze, but she couldn't get closer.

The next day, he was taken away. Those people who were dressed in black, their faces were stiff and indifferent, those doctors who were intimidated and threatened, and who cried all day long, and those drugs and supplements that were like mountains and seas, all from her world in the blink of an eye

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Then, for two whole months, I never saw him again.

Within two months, she was still cared for, protected, free, and possessed the wealth that seemed to belong to her.

However, no one had ever mentioned a word about that person to her, and she tried to ask several times, but she didn't ask in the end.

Two months later, when he reappeared, he was still full of energy, still looking flat, talking to her as usual, being close to her as usual, accompanying her to see the flowers and admiring the moon as usual, as if he had never had a serious illness.

She asked about her illness gently and with concern, and he only replied lightly: "I think it's because I've been on the river for a long time that day, and I've been affected by the wind, so it's good to recuperate for a while." ”

She remembered that that day, the river wind was very cold and very strong, but if she was a weak woman and was unharmed, why would a top master be so sick.

So he said that he was injured by Jiang Feng, but it was better to say that he was exhausted for too long, supported for too long, and sleepless for too long, and his body had already collapsed to the extreme, right?

It's just that he is so strong, the sky is falling, and he seems to be able to hold on, such days, day by day, his eyebrows and eyes do not move, his mood does not change, his expression does not change, and everyone, including himself, thinks that he can hold on forever.

On that day, above the river, under the sunset, in the midst of the fisherman's song, what happened induced all his long-standing fatigue and pain, and caused a ruthless illness to invade.

However, she doesn't say, doesn't ask, doesn't pursue.

She nodded her head at whatever he said, and she showed complete belief.

She is the fragrant red sleeves, the flower of interpretation. She is a woman who will never be threatened, who will always be gentle and dependent.

It's just her way of surviving.

Life goes on, he still comes often, and he still stays up all night here.

She is still with her night and night, all the time.

Tonight, it seems, is no different than ever.

He looked through the paperwork sent by Pegasus when the sturdy man in black was in twilight, and she held tea and ink, and stood with him.

However, a colorful flame outside the window made her can't help but look at it from afar.

The man next to him actually withdrew his thoughts from the documents on the table, and asked lightly: "What's the matter?" ”

"Ah, it's the Wang Ju family in the east of the city who is setting off fireworks."

"Fireworks?"

"Yes, I heard that three years ago, there were dazzling fireworks from the distant sky, and for three years, no one knew who set them off and why. Some people say that it is an infatuation who courted a beautiful woman, some people say that it is a champion who courted a beautiful woman, and some people say that a rich businessman spends a lot of money for his favorite concubine. In short, no one knows the truth. It's just that since then, any wealthy family in the local area has to light fireworks to celebrate, and whoever has more fireworks and longer is the richest. Today is the marriage of Wang Juren and Zhao Jinshi's family, both families have fame, both have a few officials, both families are big families in the city, tonight's fireworks want to be extremely beautiful, from more than ten days ago, the people of the city are looking forward to tonight. She smiled and looked back at him, and then froze.

The room was lit by candlelight, the fireworks were rising outside the window, and at that moment, she saw his eyes.

His eyes were still calm, and it could even be said that they were calmer than ever, but under the unfathomable blackness, there was clearly something terrible churning violently, bursting and roaring out of the calm darkness at any moment, devouring everything.

However, the next moment, everything was back to normal, and he even put down the paperwork, stood up, looked at her with a gentle look and smiled: "With such fireworks tonight, there is no need to worry about these official affairs." I'll go with you and see how it goes. ”

At that moment, she almost thought she was mistaken. She almost thought that the moment just now was just an illusion.

He was still the very gentle, very good talker, and seeing the expectation in her eyes, and understanding the prayers of her heart, he carefully accompanied her to this fireworks feast.

This night, he walked side by side with her into the smoke, she smiled like a flower, and he always smiled, with those black eyes that were endless, looking at this dark world that was constantly illuminated by flames.