He smiled without saying a word, pointed to the mountain behind him and said with a deep face:

"There has been a movement here, and I am afraid that the road has been destroyed, and there is no going back today. If the girl does not give up, I would like to ask the abbot to find a clean place for the girl to live, and make plans tomorrow. "I saw that he looked right, not a frivolous person, so I gladly agreed.

At night, it seemed that the ground was moving, and I always couldn't sleep well, but I was very tired, and I didn't seem to wake up in the nightmare.

I dreamed of the familiar man again but still couldn't see his face, and I just wanted to catch him, but he disappeared.

My body emitted a dazzling white light, as if it was about to burst out of my body, and I woke up with a scream only to hear Xue Maoling's voice outside the door.

He asked with some nervousness:

"Girl, what's wrong with you?" I touched the fine sweat oozing from my body, sighed and said:

"It's okay, I was just scared by the rats. Thank you for your concern, you better rest early! After hearing me, he didn't seem to say anything, and there was no movement outside the door.

The next day, I went with the novice early to get food, but there were only two meals at the temple, and if I missed it, I wouldn't have to eat.

When I was about to get some sleep after a hearty meal, I heard the novices preparing to take their tools to repair the road.

Looking at the round belly he had eaten in the morning, he seemed to feel that it was a little unreasonable not to spend a little effort here, so he carried a mud shovel and went out with them.

I was still in good spirits, but after digging for less than half an hour, my hands were already red and swollen, and even blood blisters were grinding.

Seeing that others were persistent, and they couldn't back down, they turned around and crashed into a person's arms. Before I could see what he looked like, he had already taken my mud shovel and was working hard.

I looked at Xue Maoling's strong back and firm waist, and I really felt that it was a waste for him not to work.

I was looking at it vigorously, and he turned his head to glance at me, but I was very weak and withdrew my gaze. He stopped what he was doing, took out a handkerchief and gently wrapped the blood blisters on my hand, and said softly:

"Although it hurts now, you can't break the blood blister, and after it breaks, I'm afraid you won't be able to see this hand. I'll give you medicine later, and you'll just stand here and do nothing. His tone was extremely ordinary, but I could hear a hint of pampering.

When his gaze met me again, my face was already red. He thought I was working too hard, so he gently wiped my sweat with my cuffs and found me a clean place to sit and wait.

It was almost dark, the road was still not repaired, and everyone returned to the temple exhausted to prepare to continue tomorrow.

He carefully examined my hand, and patiently applied the medicine to me while blowing slightly.

As soon as my aching hand shrank, he whispered comfortingly:

"Don't be afraid, I'll be a little lighter, and I'll be fine soon." I could only endure the pain and hope that he would finish wiping it soon.

At my grinning insistence, it was finally wrapped, he looked at my face that was about to cry, took out two pieces of candy from his sleeve and fed one in my mouth, at that moment, I was stunned, as if time had stood still, and only he was left in front of me.