In the silence of the mountains, a few small wooden houses, a few small green vegetable fields.

When the sun is mild, someone will be carried out of the house and sit on a bamboo chair, letting the breeze run through his neatly combed black hair. The sun shone warmly on his face, and his face added a little more healthy ruddy.

Because he often blows the wind and basks in the sun, his complexion does not have the pale and withered skin of a bedridden patient who does not see the sun all year round.

There will be people who carry him around, help him and drag him to stand up and walk around, doing all kinds of poses.

Give him a massage.

His limbs did not have the atrophied sickness and emaciation of a paralyzed patient.

Day and night, year after year.

Han couldn't wake up.

The best doctor in the world once asserted that he would not live long.

And yet, he survived, year after year. Under the care of three men and one woman, he survived.

Most of the trivial matters are taken care of by Di Yi and his wife Wen Suyi. Wen Suyi studied medicine. Although he is not too fine, after a few years, he has practiced acupuncture in one hand. Originally, she was not very good at regulating her diet, but for the sake of that person, she worked hard to learn various medicinal diet and medicine preparation methods to regulate and replenish qi, and later, she could eat eight meals a day, and the meals were transformed into different delicious and nourishing soups.

Di San's temperament jumped out, and in order to repay his kindness, he had no difficulty fighting with a sword, and asked him to take care of Fu Hanqing every day, but he couldn't do this errand. So more often than not, he walks all over the world. It's just that I come back every once in a while, and every time I bring the spiritual things I found out of nowhere, of course. Every time, I also have some injuries that are not small.

Compared with. Di Jiu did the least for Fu Hanqing. When others took care of Fu Hanqing wholeheartedly, he was just practicing frantically in the mountains and dense forests outside. When someone else is by Fu Hanqing's side, he won't come closer. Unless, it is when Di Yi or Di San's internal strength is exhausted and can no longer support it. He would appear ghostly and take their place for a moment.

However, every once in a while, Di Yi would also travel far away. Di San is seeking medicine, and he is seeking medical treatment. Every time. He was always hopeful to find someone he felt could treat Fu Hanqing, and every time, he always came back disappointed.

When Di Yi and Di San were not there, Di Jiu would often appear beside Fu Hanqing.

Taking care of Fu Hanqing, it is not enough to rely on Wen Suyi alone.

He needs to be fed like a baby, with small and frequent meals, every hour and a half. Let him drink all the medicinal decoctions as much as possible, and treat him as if he were conscious. A person who is unconscious does not open his mouth and does not swallow. The stomach and intestines are no longer automatically digested and absorbed, so every time you feed. It is always necessary to at least two people join hands and pinch their mouths. Feeding, acupuncture, and internal force are used to stimulate the corresponding acupoints, so that the body can perform its original functions in a stressful manner.

Every day, he needs someone to use his internal force to massage his whole body to ensure that his muscles remain elastic and energetic, and then pour his own internal force into his body, open up the acupoints of his whole body, and lead the scattered true qi in his body to run for twelve weeks. Inject a little more life into that unconscious body. Wen Suyi, who is quite accomplished in medicine, can use silver needles to acupuncture his whole body every day to stimulate his body. However, she did not have enough internal strength to complete the 12-day run.

Wen Suyi can wipe his body for him without hesitation, turn him over, keep him clean, and prevent bedsores. He went in and out, blowing the wind and basking in the sun, but he really embarrassed her as a weak girl.

Wen Suyi found that Di Jiu was actually an extremely careful person. What Di Yi usually does, he can also do very well, and he doesn't have any disgusted and uncomfortable expressions. Although usually, he always looks indifferent and hides as far as he can, but as long as she encounters something she can't do, or is too busy to take care of things, Di Jiu will always appear in time.

After a long time, Wen Suyi was no longer as afraid of him as before.

He had been the master she had betrayed. This person who always stands in the shadows, peeps into people's hearts with cold eyes, and turns over the scheming people with ruthless hands, is the root of almost all her nightmares.

Her appearance and talent are all mediocre, and her temperament is also extremely soft. Di Jiu arranged for such a woman to approach Di Yi, and he was also expected to be like Di Yi, the more beautiful and fragrant he was, the more difficult it was for him to open his heart, only such a small daughter, and a very gentle and gentle temperament, could gradually melt the ice and snow and turn into a solid stone.

So, that year, the person who appeared behind her beloved, although he had almost the same eyebrows and eyes as her beloved, although her husband's surprisingly calm voice rang in her ears: "Don't be afraid, he no longer pursues those old things, now he is my companion, and we have a common goal." ”

She was still like a mouse at the sight of a cat, trembling like a leaf in the wind.

When Di Jiu was with her, he would always pay attention to facing her with the right half of his face that was not disfigured. He didn't really care about her appearance, he paid attention to these details, but he didn't want to make her more frightened and uncomfortable.

He rarely took the initiative to say anything to her.

In fact, Di Jiu rarely took the initiative to say anything to anyone.

When staying by Fu Hanqing's side, the other two can always find something to "chat" with Fu Hanqing, and Wen Suyi will even hum softly for him. And Di Jiu, when he was in front of Fu Hanqing's bed, even if he was silent all day and all night.

A woman's heart is always soft. After getting along for a long time, she was not so afraid, and seeing his silent appearance, gradually, she even wanted to take the initiative to talk to him.

That day, when he was once again slightly distracted and unprepared, she caught a glimpse of his gaze staring at Fu Hanqing. In those eyes that are usually as cold as ice, there are emotions that are so deep that they shake her.

She finally tried to talk to him. "You can talk to him more. Talk to him more and it will help him wake up. ”

At that moment, he slowly raised his eyes, slowly lowered his eyebrows, and whispered very plainly: "If he really heard my voice, I am afraid he would never wake up again." ”

He had committed him to him, but at the last moment, he gave up everything for him.

But the moment before he drew his sword, he had closed his eyes and fell asleep, never to wake up.

In the memories of those who are asleep, the last affection between them is hatred, and the last glance they look at each other is a decisive decision.

So, now, he can only stay by his side like this. Guarding him in his eternal sleep, hating his lover.

He would look at him like that, but he would never come near him unless he had to. He would watch over him day and night when others were gone, but he would not even be able to hear his voice.

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At that moment, she looked at him sleeping on the bed, sitting in front of the bed, and suddenly, she almost wanted to cry.

That time, she couldn't help but want to comfort him, and persuaded him very sincerely: "Don't worry, you take care of him like this, God has eyes, and he will always be moved." When he wakes up, when he knows everything you have done for him, you will always have a reunion day. ”

And he, frowning slightly, looked at her a little impatiently, and a little sneering: "I've never seen God open his eyes." The chances of him waking up are obviously slim. What's more, even if he wakes up, I won't be reunited with him. ”

Her eyes widened in astonishment.

"When he wakes up, I can let go, and when he wakes up, I can walk freely. When he woke up, I wouldn't even say goodbye and leave. He sneered: "I am too far away from his temperament, and I will talk about it for a long time." It's better to forget about the rivers and lakes early. ”

She retreated in a panic, not understanding why this kindness had caused the man to fight back with sharp thorns like a hedgehog.

He is as contradictory as his appearance, half handsome and half ugly, saying that he is affectionate, but he is ruthless. Love but not close, stubbornly guard but refuse to repent, don't get together, and, such a weak body, but have such outstanding martial arts.

Yes, his body is extremely weak. All the health and vitality in his life has been at one point in the first place. It's already overdrawn. She was a healer, she knew that he was sick, and she knew that none of his internal organs were still healthy. Every moment he survived, he was tormented by a moment of illness, but he still lived like this, refusing to bend down, and always refusing to be pitied. The stubbornness that has always refused to show weakness.

His face was always pale, and he would always cough violently, though at each attack he would always sweep away with his light effort, not wanting to be seen. However, the body is not forever suppressed by the will. So. Occasionally, she saw him cowering violently, and she occasionally noticed bright red blood on the corners of his robe sleeves and handkerchief.

When she saw it, and couldn't avoid it, she would be shocked by the sharp gaze he had when he looked up.

Such dark and extremely cold eyes, revealing such fierce emotions, thousands of kinds of untamed and unwilling! is like a piece of steel, no matter how tenacious it is, it will be torn by the will of heaven until it is broken, but because of the natural arrogance. I can't stand the embarrassment and weakness of being seen.

Every time, she was suspicious. Seeing his weak self, he will let this lone wolf who is cornered by fate. Pounced on it and tore it alive. In the end, he didn't pounce, or not because of pity, because of kindness, but because he was just taking care of Fu Hanqing in front of him, and he still needed her.

But. He's a cooperative patient. Although he was not used to being examined on his body, he allowed her to diagnose him. Submissively let her burn with acupuncture, and quietly drank all the medicine she had prescribed. But he refused to rest, and practiced too diligently.

When he didn't have to guard Fu Hanqing's land, he practiced and practiced, and practiced without sleep. Even though Wen Suyi repeatedly warned that if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, such an exercise is too bad. He never stops.

She didn't know how high his martial arts were, but she heard Di Yi say that now she can't hold out for fifty moves if she fights with him. However, Di Yi, who said this, looked sad.

The current Di Jiu, no matter how high his martial arts are, he can't fight for a long time. When fighting against someone, no matter who the opponent is, if he can't win the first fifty moves, he can only wait to be killed.

Di Yi has never understood that his health and longevity determine that he will never have the opportunity to compete in the rivers and lakes again. Even if you have great ambitions, you have to succumb to fate. It's already like this, and you still have to practice day and night, brutally forcing out every bit of strength in that sick body, why?

He didn't understand, and even if he asked, it was just a very cold look from the man.

Yes, Di Jiu didn't live long, and Wen Suyi, as a doctor, was equally clear.

Back then, his body had been brutally oppressed, so now he has at least a dozen kinds of diseases that are still cured, and he always can't sleep all day and night.

He can't sleep, so he can practice day and night in high spirits, which makes his martial arts improve by leaps and bounds, and on the other hand, it also makes his life more precarious like a candle in the wind.

He occasionally falls asleep and is always by Fu Hanqing's side.

Sometimes he stayed by his side for the night, and before he knew it, he would fall asleep beside his bed.

He would even unconsciously stop his hand when he was wiping and bathing Fu Hanqing, maintain the posture just now, half-snuggle on Fu Hanqing, and fall asleep.

So, once upon a time, there was such a sunny day.

Di Yi and Di San were not there, Di Jiu wiped Fu Hanqing and changed his clothes, exercised for him, carried him around, moved his hands and feet for him, and finally, put him in a big chair and carried him outside to bask in the sun.

He sat next to him, and before he knew it, he was snuggled up in the big chair. Unable to bear the weariness, he leaned on him, rested his head on his shoulder, and slept with him in the sun.

At that time, she was far away, far away. Watch the sun shine on them, and see them sitting together, leaning together, face to face, head to head.

Di Jiu's eyebrows and eyes relaxed, like a cold sword, gently into the sheath.

A wind blew and blew their clothes and hair together. I don't know if he had a beautiful dream, so there was a slight smile on his lips.

In a trance, she thought that the sleeping person would be awakened by a gust of wind at any time, and then look back and smile at the person who had been waiting for him all the time, and finally fell asleep from exhaustion.

She didn't dare to step forward, she couldn't gently drape a thin blanket over them in this slightly cool weather.

Because, even by Fu Hanqing's side, Di Jiu slept very lightly, and he would be alarmed when he made a sound. And just woke up from his sleep, maybe the person was in a trance, or maybe there was no one in this world who he believed in, at this time, if there were other people around, his body would attack before his brain.

Di Yi and Di San both inadvertently woke him up and were injured by him, and later both of them will remember that as long as Di Jiu is next to Fu Hanqing, the two must be careful and careful, never approach, if they have to get close for some reason, they must also carefully observe in the crack of the door to see if he is asleep. However, no matter what the situation, no matter how unconscious he was when he just woke up,

Great, he has never hurt Fu Hanqing who is close to him.

And Wen Suyi has naturally been explained countless times, as long as Di Jiu and Fu Hanqing have been together for more than a pillar of incense, then, if you can't be sure that Di Jiu is still in a conscious state, don't come close.

So, on that sunny day, she could only look at him and him from afar. Inexplicably, I suddenly burst into tears.

It was the only time in her life that she had seen him sit side by side with him in the sun, and even the wind that flowed beside them was gentle and affectionate.

They guarded Fu Hanqing together for several years. The outside world is unpredictable, and the world in the small hill has always been quiet and waveless.

Until that day, Di Yi had done too many exercises for Fu Hanqing and was exhausted, and Di Jiu, who had always taken over at any time when needed, did not appear.

This has never happened before. Di Yi walked with her to Di Jiu's door, pushed it open, and saw blood all over the ground, and the unconscious person.

Di Jiu was in a coma for seven days and seven nights, with a constant high fever. Even when he was unconscious, he never spoke.

She almost thought he would never wake up again. He will be in another world, with his beloved to sleep forever.

They all know it, and they are all prepared. This kind of thing will happen sooner or later, Di Jiu's body would have died at any time.

However, he still struggled to wake up, and the first thing he asked when he woke up was, "How long will I live?" ”

Wen Suyi couldn't answer. She was a healer, but at this moment, she couldn't answer.

How long can you live?

She knew that even if she exhausted the elixir, she was afraid that it would not be more than three months.

She didn't answer, however, he understood.

So, he calmly said to Di Yi: "I want to see him wake up before he dies." In my life, there should always be something to be done. ”

Di Yi gritted his teeth: "I don't want him to wake up, but over the years, we have used all means to beg all the people who can find land." Even the Fang Qingchen who came back from the dead, I went to see him, but what's the use, these ruthless and unrighteous ......"

Di Jiu said calmly: "There is another person, I am sure that it is his companion, it may be useful to go to him." ”

"Who else, didn't everyone you know tell me? Besides, even if I find it, I'm afraid the answer will be ......"

Di Jiu's tone was unwavering: "You have to try." You're going to give up until the last minute? ”

Di Yi was silent for a while, and finally sighed: "Okay." I'll go again. ”

She didn't really understand what they were talking about. She just knew that Di Jiu was a surprisingly calm person. You can face your own death so coldly, or you can accept disappointment again and again calmly.

In the past few years, Di Yi has been angry and howl, Di San has also been extremely drunk, only Di Jiu has never lost his temper once.

Forever calm, always calm. It's too capable to deal with everything always sober. Or is it too unfortunate?

Di Jiu's illness came and went quickly, and after a few days, he could move freely and everything was as usual. However, both Wen Suyi and Di Yi know that this is not necessarily a good phenomenon. In the past few years, suffering from illness, Di Jiu has been thin, and after a serious illness, he has lost a lot of weight, his eyes are gloomy, almost like a ghost fire. Every time she sees him, Wen Suyi will think of the words "back to light".

Di Jiu is going to die.

He just didn't want to see the man wake up before he died, so he still struggled to support himself. At this time, even if he knew that no matter how little hope was, no one could bear not to do his best to help him achieve his wish.

Di Yi soon dressed up and went down the mountain to go away, but Di San still did not return. He and she were the only ones left in the mountains, guarding the one who seemed to never wake up, and who seemed to wake up at any moment.

On the night when Di Yi left, Di Jiu stayed by Fu Hanqing's bedside. She had to feed Fu Hanqing every hour and a half, and quietly came with a freshly cooked decoction at night.

This time, there was no need to carefully observe whether Di Jiu was asleep next to Fu Hanqing in advance. As if to make it convenient for her, the door was actually wide open.

She could see Di Jiu'an sitting beside the bed, looking down at the two radiant pearls in his palm.

She walked into the room, Di Jiu casually put the jewel at the head of the bed, and helped her feed Fu Hanqing.

Maybe it was because of this serious illness that changed, Di Jiu's attitude was actually much gentler, and when he was feeding Fu Hanqing, he even took the initiative to gossip with her.

But the brilliance of that pair of pearls is too prosperous, and the room is full of brilliance. She is also an ordinary woman in the end, she can't stand the temptation of vulgar things, she answers a few words, and the corner of her eyes is shining, and she can't help but look at it a few more times, what Di Jiu said at that time, but she didn't really care about it.

She knew that it was a pair of priceless orbs, one to avoid all poisons, and the other to calm the mind. Both of them were given to him by him, and now, this rare treasure in the world is just like this, so that people can rest their hands on the shoddy wooden table.

She remembered that after feeding Fu Hanqing food that night, she and Di Jiu had a few more idle words before leaving again.

The last impression is that when I closed the door, I saw that under the pearl, in the light of the room, his figure sitting quietly belonged to the darkness alone.

That night, she slept so hard that she forgot to count the time for her next feeding.

Shen Shen woke up until dawn, and when he woke up, he was shocked and panicked and even more puzzled, hurriedly went to find Di Jiu and Fu Hanqing, pushed open the door, but saw that the bed was empty, the pearl in front of the case was full of pearls, a piece of paper next to the beads, and a few lines of ink on the paper, which also carried a cold atmosphere.

"I take him to a place where he will be cured, after Di Yi returns, he knows where he is going, there is no need to worry, the pearl is useless to me, leave the two."

She stood stunned, staring at the jewel glittering in the sunlight.

Such a strange treasure was given to him by him. And he left it down so lightly.

Heaven and earth are lonely, the mountains are lonely, only the pearl is bright, crystal like the true heart of a lover, clear as the tears that the person has been stubbornly refusing to shed.