Feng Yan looked at Drunk Qingfeng with red eyes, and Drunk Qingfeng couldn't help but take two steps back, "I really don't know what's going on, I don't think Chang Geyue is sick, but like ...... It's like ......"

Evil.

Feng Yan's eyes were cold, and heaven and earth suddenly changed color as if following his emotions.

Finally, Feng Yan's clenched hand slowly let go, and he hugged the person in his arms a little tighter. "Yue'er, Changge Yue! Long Song Month! ”

The corners of Drunk Qingfeng's mouth trembled, is it really useful to shout like this?

If you can call the dead man back, then what else do you need the doctor to do?!

Thinking about what Drunk Qingfeng wanted to say, he saw Chang Geyue suddenly cough.

Feng Yan has never tried such joys and sorrows, as if all the emotions in his life are tied to such a person.

She was born, and he rejoiced.

She's dead, he's crazy!

Feng Yan hugged Chang Geyue whole, and the almost scorching temperature on Chang Geyue's body was all his warmth.

"Feng Yan ......" Feng Yan, Changge Yue's eyebrows were full of pain, and beads of sweat the size of beans slowly grew on her forehead.

The furrowed brow showed her pain.

Suddenly, the corners of Chang Geyue's mouth raised slightly, although her expression was painful, but her eyebrows were full of determination, "Use this sound to arouse my hope to live?" I'm sorry, Chang Geyue hasn't wanted to die, but this sinking is the way to survive. ”

Before the words fell, Chang Geyue's eyes suddenly opened.

Although tired, but not less shining.

Feng Yan looked at Chang Geyue and hugged her directly, as if there was nothing more treasured in the world than this.

Chang Geyue's expression was a little abrupt, but the confusion was not as good as the embrace in front of him, "Feng Yan, I seem to have had a dream, and you have been calling my name in the dream." "Otherwise, she might not wake up.

The corners of the drunken Qingfeng's mouth on the side kept trembling, is this really okay?!

Feng Yan touched Chang Geyue's cold forehead, "What kind of dream did you have." ”

"I dreamed of ......" Chang Geyue just wanted to tell Feng Yan about the scene in the dream, but found that she didn't remember anything, "I ...... I dreamed. ”

Chang Geyue's expression once again appeared extremely painful, but Feng Yan slowly relaxed the anxiety in her eyebrows, "It's okay, think about it slowly, I'll listen all the time." ”

Chang Geyue thought for a long time, and once again her blank eyes stung Feng Yan, but Feng Yan didn't bother her.

Because he actually felt a strange horror, was Yue'er really a dream?

Chang Geyue thought for a long time before she said slowly, "I seem to hear the sound of the piano......"

The sound of the piano made her happy and made her feel comfortable to the extreme, but she just felt that the sound of the piano was weird but it was not here to bless her.

"Feng Yan, I can't remember the scene in my dream." Chang Geyue said helplessly.

Feng Yan smiled lightly and said infinitely doting, "Can't you remember?" But I really want to know, it doesn't matter if Yue'er can't remember it for a while, but I should think about it from time to time, and then tell this king. ”

Chang Geyue looked at Feng Yan and said with a rare obedience, "Okay." ”

In the face of such a well-behaved Changgeyue, Feng Yan was not so relaxed for the first time.

What else is strange in the Misty Forest?

Why is he and Drunken Qingfeng all fine......

Although Chang Geyue's physical recovery was very fast, Feng Yan still slowed down.

Always stay by Changgeyue's side, and these days the looming Changgeyue can still faintly hear a touch of piano sound.

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