As long as Guo Zhenfei is woken up, he will not sleep all night.

Wen Xien knew that he was afraid, so he didn't dare to move.

Zhou Wenying came to see it once, and she happened to meet Guo Zhenfei at that time.

When he saw Guo Zhenfei, the whole person looked sluggish and wooden, and his eyes were full of red bloodshots, like a puppet of the walking dead.

Before she could even speak, she was intimidated by the man's cold gaze as if she were looking at a dead person.

"Don't bother her."

The man's voice was hoarse, and it was really not good.

Zhou Wenying still didn't have the courage to go over in the end, and almost fled.

As soon as Guo Zhenfei pushed the door open, he heard a suppressed cough inside, he paused, then closed the door and walked over.

Wen Xien clenched the blood-stained silk handkerchief in his palm and asked casually.

"Was there someone outside the door just now? I felt like I heard someone else's voice. ”

Guo Zhenfei walked over and tucked the quilt for her, and said in a low voice, "No one." ”

Wen Xien was lying on the bed, and the man was beside her, and she finally couldn't resist the deep sleepiness and fell asleep.

Hearing her steady breathing, Guo Zhenfei raised his eyes, got up and quietly took the silk handkerchief she held in the palm of his hand.

When he opened it, he saw that the bright red bloodstained words stabbed his eye.

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Summer is coming, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, but the temperature on Wen Xien's body is getting cooler day by day, and his body is getting worse day by day.

Locked in a dark room every day, Wen Xien didn't know how long it had been released, she hadn't seen the sun, and she already knew that she probably wouldn't be able to survive this summer.

The number of coughing up blood became more and more frequent, and now there was only a handful of bones left in his originally thin body, and once when he looked in the mirror, his hair was much grayer.

The mirror disappeared the next day, and you don't have to guess who took it.

When Guo Zhenfei finished feeding the medicine again, Wen Xien still had candied fruit in his mouth, and asked slowly: "Am I ugly now?" ”

He must be as thin as a white bone spirit, and his hair is white, so he can't see anywhere.

Guo Zhenfei touched her hair, and his fingers trembled when he saw the silver hair that had almost turned white.

He said: "It's not ugly, it's still the same as before, like an immortal." ”

Wen Xien carefully observed the man's expression to see if he was lying, but the man's expression looked extremely sincere and serious, without a trace of dodging.

This made her reluctantly believe.

She was held in the man's arms, her ears pressed against the man's heart.

"After I leave, you must take good care of Xiaohua for me, he is the one I am most worried about."

Hearing her words as if explaining the aftermath, Guo Zhenfei pursed his thin lips, restrained the choking in his throat, and said hoarsely: "Then you can rest assured of me?" ”

Wen Xien heard that it was a little funny, and she slapped the man's chest.

"What are you arguing with a little kid? It's your heart's eye. ”

The man hugged her tightly and didn't speak.

Wen Xien sighed, slowly closed his eyes, and crystal tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and fell into the clothes on the man's chest.

"Then you've got to be good, too."

People have a premonition at the moment of death, Wen Xien is lying on the bed, and Miao Hua is guarding her beside her.

Wen Xien didn't sleep this time, she said to Miao Hua and asked him to call Guo Zhenfei over.

Miao Hua thought there was something, so he immediately ran and screamed, and the man hurried over before he arrived in a minute.

The man gently stroked Wen Xien's face and whispered softly, "What's wrong?" ”

Wen Xien covered his hand, and a faint smile appeared on his face, like a flash in the pan, beautiful and short-lived.

"Is the sun out there?"

Guo Zhenfei was silent for a while before he said, "It's not big." ”

"Then take me out in the sun."

The man seemed to understand something in an instant, his face had lost its expression, a chill rose from the soles of his feet, and he stood stiffly.

It wasn't until Wen Xien sat up and kissed his rough palm that the soft touch brought him back to consciousness.

She was like a coquette.

"Take me out and take a look, I don't know how long I've been locked up, you hurt me, okay?"

Guo Zhenfei gently rubbed Wen Xien's eyes with his fingertips, he opened his mouth, his throat was dry as if he had been stuck with a pebble, and he slowed down for a while before lowering his head.

"Okay."

The word seemed to be squeezed out of the chest.

He carefully picked up Wen Xien, touched his cold hands, and took the cloak and draped it on her: "The sun outside is not big, and the sun is comfortable." ”

Wen Xien was weak, his hands and feet seemed to have become decorations, and he could only rely on Guo Zhenfei.

Guo Zhenfei hugged the person in his arms tightly and walked towards the door.

The door was opened, and the sun shone in, and the warm light sprinkled on her body, it was the sun that had not been seen in a long time.

The yard is not big, and a big peach tree is planted, the flowers are blooming, and there are many flower buds, and the buds are pink and pink, like red pearls adorning the branches. The flowers are pink and white, and the petals are so delicate that they seem to shake in the breeze.

A faint sweet fragrance suddenly entered her nose, making it extra comfortable.

There happened to be a rectangular stone under the peach tree, and Guo Zhenfei laid a soft cushion underneath it for her to make it.

Wen Xien closed his eyes, breathed in the fragrance, and a very shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The broken sunlight shone on her body, making her whole person look beautiful and fragile, white and transparent, as if it would disappear in the next second.

Maybe it's a return to the light, Wen Xien felt more relaxed than ever at this moment, she turned her head to look at the man, her dark and moist eyes were like a quiet turquoise lake, her eyebrows were bent, and she was amazed by the years.

"I look like I'm leaving......"

She said so, with a hint of lightness.

Guo Zhenfei gritted his teeth, tears flowed into his mouth, salty and bitter.

He asked, tremblingly, cautiously.

"Can I not go?"

Miao Hua hid behind the peach tree, clenched his trembling hands into a fist and put it to his mouth, biting hard, and the blood of the bite did not block the whimper in his throat.

He gasped violently, but he couldn't relieve the pain in his heart, as if he had been stabbed by thousands of knives, he was already drenched in blood, and every breath he breathed was a piercing pain.

Wen Xien's eyes were red, but she didn't let the tears fall, but complained slightly.

"If you don't force me to drink the medicine, maybe I won't be in such a hurry to leave."

"The medicine was so bitter that I didn't want to drink it anymore."

The man's eyes widened, his teeth chattered, he was frightened and helpless, and the green tendons on his forehead burst up.

There's a typo, dripping me.

(End of chapter)