Zhao Cheng didn't speak, just raised his head slightly and glanced at Song Qing, and then reached out and took the medicine bowl in her hand.

Glancing into the bowl, he took it and drank it in one gulp. I didn't see any change in my whole expression, and I looked very calm.

“……”

Song Qing, who was standing next to him, saw that he had drunk the medicine, and her face was tangled, no matter how she looked at it, it seemed that she was drinking the medicine.

On the contrary, it was the third master, who looked very calm, as if he was not drinking a black decoction, but an ordinary bowl of water.

Seeing that he drank the medicine, Song Qing reached out and took the medicine bowl. When his gaze fell on his bandaged chest, Song Qing couldn't help but ask.

"May I ask, how did you get hurt so badly?"

Song Qing's voice fell, and she responded to her only silent silence, so Song Qing also said that she was not surprised. is really the third master, just such a quiet character with few words.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Qing didn't plan to ask more.

"Can't you say? That's fine. While speaking, Song Qing had already walked to the table not far away with the bowl.

Stopping, Song Qing casually put the medicine bowl on the table.

Turning his head to look at the side of the bed, he just saw that the third master was frowning, and his expression was indescribable.

Seeing this, Song Qing instantly laughed.

Suddenly, I felt that this man was quite cute.

Reaching out to pick up the teacup, Song Qing poured him a glass of white water.

Picking up the cup, Song Qing returned to the bed and stood in front of the third master.

Glancing at the man sitting upright, Song lightly handed over the water.

"Drink some water."

His eyes fell on the teacup in front of him, which was clean water, which was exactly what he wanted.

“……”

I don't know why, at this moment, Zhao Cheng always has a feeling of being seen through his mind.

This feeling is really not good!

Reaching out and taking the teacup, he glanced at the water in the cup, silently pinched the cup and put it to his lips and drank it in one gulp.

After drinking the water, Zhao Cheng casually put the teacup on the low table on the side.

The room was very quiet, and he was injured, so Song Qing naturally couldn't disturb him to rest.

Thinking of this, Song Qing opened his mouth and said: "Third master, then you have a good rest, I will lie on the soft couch on the window and bask in the sun, just call me if you have something." ”

It was clear that she was not leaving, and was still prepared to stay and take care of him.

Zhao Cheng lowered his eyes? An unnatural look flashed in his eyes. "You don't have to, I'll let you stay? Didn't you let you serve me? You're not a subordinate. ”

What is this man talking about⊙?⊙?

“……”

Song Qing listened to it with a helpless face, of course she knew? The third master did not regard himself as a subordinate.

Thinking of this? Song Qing looked at the man sitting in front of him very seriously.

His gaze fell on his cold and hard face, and Song Qing said very seriously: "Third master? Listen, I know you didn't treat me as a human being, and likewise, I didn't have any purpose in taking care of you. Not because you let me stay? I'm embarrassed, and then I will take care of you as a maid. ”

"The reason why I live here is because you are here, which makes me feel safe to live in. It also made me feel at home in this strange world for a while, so you are like a family to me. See you hurt? I'm going to be sad and want to hope you get better soon, and I want to take care of you, so you get it? ”

Finally, there is another point, that is, I like him. Merely? Your own favorite? It seems like? It's over before it even starts.

Thinking of this, Song Qing felt very uncomfortable.

“……”

Song Qing's words undoubtedly seemed to have thrown a small pebble on the tip of Zhao Cheng's heart? Just like that, he inadvertently knocked on the ice wall in his heart.

It's as if the wall of ice that has been built all along, just in this moment? It broke open with a bang, and people were caught off guard.

Is there a family like that?

Lowered eyes? Zhao Cheng said stiffly.

"I, no."

Family!

He was long gone.

Even now, as long as you close your eyes, the blood all over the ground and the fire that soar to the sky seem to be still burning in front of you at this time, lingering.

A cold killing intent surged in his eyes in an instant, and the air seemed to freeze in an instant.

This kind of powerful aura was deeply felt by Song Qing, who was closest to him. It felt as if a dark aura was pouring out of him, trying to swallow Jean.

It's a breathless feeling.

Did he think of his family?

“……”

Song bowed his head slightly, looking at the man sitting on the edge of the bed with some apologies. I knew that she wouldn't mention any family.

His cold words still seemed to echo in his ears.

'I, no. ’

As far as Song Qing knew, the third master no longer had any family. His family died, and he was the only one in the family who survived.

So, it's not that he doesn't need a family, but he doesn't have it anymore.

Speaking of family, Song Qing thought of his parents and his younger brother Xiaochi.

I really miss them, and I don't know how my parents are doing now? It's been so long, and they must have known that they were missing.

I just hope that they will not be saddened by their disappearance.

What does it mean to have a home that you can't go back to, that's it.

Song Qing felt that he should be the farthest person from home in the world. Definitely the kind that can break records and make people unsurpassed.

Thinking of this, Song Qing looked at the third master and whispered.

"Yes, you don't. It's me who won't let you go, right? Stop talking, you're badly injured, lie down and rest. ”

Perhaps hearing Song Qing's gentle voice, after Zhao Cheng's body stiffened for a moment, the condensed murderous aura on his body instantly dissipated.

It's as if the murderous aura of that moment just now was just someone else's illusion, as if it didn't exist at all.

At this moment, Zhao Cheng returned to his previous serious and quiet appearance.

Perhaps sensing Song Qing's gaze, Zhao Cheng stretched out his hand towards her.

"Come here."

"What's going on?"

Song took a step closer to him after hearing this, and then moved closer to him. And now she was on his lap.

So, it's close.

Seeing Song Qing approaching, Zhao Cheng stretched out his hand and pulled the person to his right hand and sat down.

"Just sit here and be quiet."

Perhaps, even Zhao Cheng didn't know why he was like this.

Or what are you doing!

It seems that since he met Song Qing, his whole person has become strange.

Ignoring Song Qing's reaction, after Zhao Cheng pulled the person to his side and sat down, the person reclined on the bed on the side.

The third master who was lying down naturally closed his eyes and recuperated.

Song sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, and his mind was still a little unconscious for a while.

“……”

Just, let her sit??

I thought that the third master had something to tell her to come, but it turned out that she just asked her to sit on the edge of the bed, and then there was no more.