Tired, her eyes slowly closed, and she sighed in her heart, full of bitterness.

"Squeak!"

The door was suddenly opened.

A familiar figure walked in, and when she saw her about to collapse to the ground, the corners of her mouth turned up and she made a very fake, stiff smile.

She then lost consciousness.

The boy held her, took her to the study, and then chose to retreat, leaving the scholar to watch outside and not disturb.

In the study, there are all kinds of strange tools, all of which were created by the young man on a whim.

Ling Susu was placed in the center, a delicate leather tube inserted into her wrist, and the other end was attached to the boy's wrist.

"You're not going to die. ”

The young man looked at her, urging his spiritual power, mobilizing blood, and pouring it into Ling Susu's body.

These days, he has been studying how to keep Ling Susu alive.

It's not just about surviving, it's about ...... Be able to practice!

After trying countless times, he had a whim, since his body was blocked, he would not dredge it, and simply exchange blood directly!

Ling Susu's blood is mortal blood, and his body will naturally be blocked, but his blood is the blood of the Enlightenment Realm, full of aura, as long as it is replaced in her body, he will definitely be able to break through the blockage and wash his body.

Fortunately, before Ling Susu died, he found the most suitable and safest method.

During the exchange of blood, there was an unexpected blood rejection, and he unhurriedly picked up another tube and connected the other wrist of the two of them.

This wrist is to transfer Ling Susu's blood to his body!

The best way to solve the rejection is to use the other party's blood, integrate it into his own blood, rely on his strong life force, neutralize it in his body, and then infuse it into Ling Susu's body.

The fusion and rejection of the blood was extremely intense, and the feeling of pain hit his heart, but he was indifferent, not noticing at all, just staring at Ling Susu.

This time the exchange blood was carried out for three days and three nights, because he was afraid of hurting Ling Susu's weak body, the young man was careful and instilled it little by little.

After three days and three nights, Ling Susu's breath finally stabilized, no longer weak, and his vitality began to rise slowly.

She will never know that there was a teenager who saved her by exchanging blood.

She and he already have the same blood, two kinds of blood mixed, you have me, I have you.

The boy didn't even tell the scholar about this, and in his opinion, it was a very ordinary thing.

Even if Ling Susu asked countless questions afterwards, he kept silent, just showing a stiff smile.

After this incident, he learned to laugh stiffly.

At the right time, this expression was revealed, but the way he grinned was ugly, and he couldn't laugh at Ling Susu every time.

His life with Ling Susu is on the right track, Ling Susu's body is improving day by day, and he is also wholeheartedly helping him to understand his feelings.

She told him that life is not just a color, in the red dust, sweet and sour, all kinds of flavors in the world, he needs to taste one by one.

Just laughing is not enough, it needs sadness, emotion, pain, anger, hatred, joy, etc.

These are all part of the relationship.

It's just that these are within the reach of ordinary people, and they don't even need to be practiced, and their innate abilities are a luxury for him.

According to what Ling Susu said, he has been working hard and learning to make various expressions, but ...... His heart is still calm and waveless, and nothing can disturb his mind.

Even if it was Ling Susu, every time he approached him, he still felt close to an iceberg.

When he was less than 100 years old, he had cultivated to the realm of enlightenment, and one day, he suddenly prepared to write a book about what he had learned all his life.

This book, he is going to give to Ling Susu to help her embark on the path of cultivation, and by the way, he will sort out what he has learned all his life, so that he can understand it and prepare for the half-step gods.

So, he worked hard and stayed in the study for a while.

But this time it was not a retreat, and he did not refuse Ling Susu to enter the study.

The meals were all made by Ling Susu herself, and she sent them to the study every day, taking away the scholar's job.

Although the boy felt that this was too much, he had already cleared the valley and did not need to eat.

But every time Ling Susu told him that all the flavors in the world are eaten, and if you don't eat or experience it, you will never understand.

So, the boy really ate all the flavors of the world from her food.

It's either too salty, too spicy, or too sweet, too sour.

All in all, compared to the dishes he remembered his mother cooking, it was a world of difference.

Ling Susu bit his lower lip and secretly looked at him while he was eating, and found that he had eaten all the meals, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl, revealing a good-looking arc.

She didn't tell him that she had never cooked a meal, and that she had only cooked for him in her life.

Although her cooking skills are very vegetable, the young man is not such a superficial person, and what he eats is her heart.

Gradually, Ling Susu began to indulge in cooking, and his skills gradually improved.

Until one day, after the boy ate the first bite of the meal she cooked, he suddenly asked, "Why did today's meal ......?"

"It's so delicious. ”

He didn't know how to describe the meals she used to cook, those sweet and sour, he was a little sick to his stomach every time he ate them, but in order to understand his emotions and have feelings, he still followed what Ling Susu said, and ate them all.

But on this day's meal, he actually ate the taste of his mother's year.

When he was young, he also asked his mother, and his mother told him that this is the taste of home and affection, which is very homely, and every family has it.

Now, he seems to be ...... There are too.

After receiving the compliment, Ling Susu raised his head proudly, looking as a matter of course: "You have tasted all the flavors of the world before, and now it is naturally time to taste the deliciousness, and the beautiful things in the world are also the kind of things you need to understand." ”

It's just because her cooking skills have improved significantly.

"Oh. ”

The boy thought for a moment, and then buried himself in thought, and his book was still written at the last point.

"You've been writing in the study for three years, what are you writing about?"

After putting away the dishes and chopsticks, Ling Susu approached the young man, leaned against him, and looked at the unfinished book on his bookcase.

The boy put down his pen and smiled skillfully.

This smile is the best expression he has ever practiced.

"This book brings together all my wisdom, including the method of cultivating to the realm of enlightenment, and the method of cultivating to the realm of half-step gods in the realm of enlightenment is also explained. ”

Ling Susu's eyes lit up, and he asked curiously, "Then does this book have a name?"

"It's not finished, it's not named. ”

"Then I'll give it a name. ”

The boy looked at her and nodded.

For him, it didn't matter what the name was, or even if it was there.

"That's good, called Aisu?"

Ling Susu thought of a name, blushed, and cautiously proposed.

The young man did not hesitate, nodded and said, "Okay." ”

"No, no, it's so ugly!"

But Ling Susu re-exported it.

"We met at the Broken Intestine Cliff, or call it the Bitter Sutra?"

The young man was a little ignorant and didn't quite understand Ling Susu's train of thought.

"Broken Intestine Cliff, shouldn't it be called Broken Intestine Meridian?"

How do you know that Ling Susu said: "Do you remember that bitter fruit? When I first went to various places to look for elixirs that can sense emotions, the intestine-breaking flowers on the Broken Intestine Cliff, and the bitter fruit that grows in the Bitter River, I have always kept that bitter fruit for you." ”

The young man nodded, after meeting Ling Susu at the beginning, she said that she wanted to help herself, and then he didn't use his own methods to find these elixirs for feeling emotions.

The bitter fruit was the last elixir he found.

Then it was confiscated by Ling Susu, but I didn't expect her to keep it all the time, but what does this have to do with the Broken Intestine Cliff?

He still didn't understand Ling Susu's brain circuit, but after getting along for so long, he wisely didn't continue to ask.

The Bitter Sutra, the name, was thus given.

The reason why Ling Susu chose this name is not because of any bitter fruit at all, but because of ...... Since being with the boy, she has been tired, and she is really bitter.

She worked very hard to help the teenager perceive emotions and have feelings, and the teenager also worked hard to learn various expressions and show people's emotions.

However, every time I am with a teenager, the feeling of being close to the iceberg has never been broken.

No matter how hard she tried, the iceberg of the teenager had not been dissolved at all.

This feeling makes her not feel loved, perhaps, in the heart of the teenager, she is just a tool, a tool to help him, to feel emotions, and to have feelings.

She hates this feeling, she has always been a person who dares to love and hate, and pursues it wantonly.

If he hadn't seen the boy on the street, he would have followed him all the way and chased him to the inn with a cheeky face.

She longs to be loved, and since she was a child, she has wanted to have a vigorous love.

But......

What the young man gave her was always as plain as water and as cold as ice.

Once or twice is fine, but they've been together for a decade......

Ten years is close to an iceberg, and the iceberg has not changed in the slightest, a bitter scripture, telling all her experiences.

Finally, the boy is about to complete the "Bitter Sutra".

On the day it was completed, something unexpected happened.

The scholar was taken away by Ling Susu, Ling Susu came to deliver food to the boy as usual, the young man held the "Bitter Sutra" and was about to give it to Ling Susu, but when he saw Ling Susu bringing out the food, he looked at him with a smile: "Eat first, I'll talk about it later." ”

The boy nodded, then enjoyed his meal.

Ling Susu's meals are getting more and more delicious day by day, and he just tastes it and becomes addicted.

"This dish is delicious. ”

The boy pointed to one of the dishes and evaluated it very objectively.

Ling Susu laughed and said, "This dish is fried with bitter fruits. ”

The young man sighed and nodded, the bitter fruit was not effective for him, he knew it.

Although in other realms of enlightenment, eating the bitter fruit will instantly recall the most painful things in his heart, for him, the bitter fruit is like a meal.

"Come, I've made you soup today, try this. ”

Ling Susu then brought him a bowl of soup.