Wounded - these three words are enough to make a stab startled. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info In her opinion, Jun Li is still the same clumsy skill he was when she met last year - although he sometimes behaves less clumsy. If I was still a little unsure whether I wanted to chase so far away from Meizhou, this time I was resolute. As for Unintentional - she didn't even think Unintentional would disobey her. Anyway, he had to rely on himself to come out even when he left home, and she didn't believe that he could find someone in Lin'an City alone.

It's just that the unintentional is still a little melancholy after all. Thorn later asked repeatedly on the road before he was forced to admit the name Lou Qianshan. She didn't expect it to be her, but she could only promise him that after finding Jun Li in Meizhou, she would come back with him to find Lou Qianshan's whereabouts.

The brother and sister didn't know the way, and no matter how anxious they were, they could only ask and walk all the way, and they also took some detours, and caught up with Xia Zheng and his party on the way. But it happened to enter Meizhou City, and she saw the local people watching the new official take office, she saw Xia Zheng at a glance, but she didn't see Jun Li, and she was already anxious, but no matter what was forbidden to move and close the road, she went straight forward to inquire.

Xia Zheng was also surprised to see her, but in front of many officials, he couldn't talk in detail, so he could only signal everyone to know her and not worry, and when she asked about Jun Li, he said that he had separated in the suburbs, and only told him to come to the city for a gathering if he found him. One is that he still doesn't want Jun Li to leave, and the other is that after all, he has a relationship with the stab, and because the scene has not been entertained, he can't help it.

When Thorn heard that Jun Li should be nearby, he felt a little overjoyed in his heart for a while, and casually agreed to come out to find it, but when he was in a hurry with Ge Chuan who they didn't know yet, that kind of excitement turned into some bad premonitions.

Although he didn't recognize it, this person who passed by and had a different face seemed to be armed with martial arts. She didn't dare to provoke any more, but turned her head and walked up the hill - otherwise, she wouldn't have made it up.

Jun Li didn't know those many stories. He woke up from his injuries and was shocked again and again, and it was only now that his mind gradually cleared up, and he realized with certainty that the so-called near-death hallucinations that he thought he had fallen yesterday were too real to be true.

It's really ashamed to think about it - when I saw her at that time, I really thought that I only had such a few good memories of her left in my life. But when you wake up, in fact, your parents, your best friends, which one doesn't matter? If you really see the illusion of near-death one day, you won't put them in a landless place, right?

But at that time, it seemed that he had been hugging her so tightly, calling her name, and I didn't even know what kind of nonsense I was talking about. He just didn't want to think about it, he couldn't wait to get into the haystack that supported him now, and not see her face.

Thorn doesn't mention those. He understood, just as he had never brought up the slightest embarrassing detail after Chen Rongrong found out that he had mistaken the illusion and reality. But -- I knew everything at that time, what about the thorn?

She finished crying and laughing, and she had no intention of making trouble, and at this moment she became quietly sitting on the side, looking at Jun Li.

"It's still a while before dawn, Brother Jun Li, do you want to rest again, let's talk slowly. She spoke.

Jun Li is actually not sleepy at all. But when he looked at the prickly and unintentional appearances, he knew that they must not have slept well, and probably after seeing that his condition was better, he couldn't hold back his eyes for a while.

"Okay. He said. "Rest also. ”

The thorn snorted, and then beckoned Jun Li to lie down again. Finally, she suddenly raised her left hand, and the sleeve slipped down.

"Look. She smiled as if she wanted to show him the best treasure.

It was a ring of grass on his wrist, still glowing so verdant in this blue-black night.

"I'm doing better now than I used to. She laughed. "It won't fall apart!"

The smile was so beautiful, so beautiful that he wanted to close his eyes. But wouldn't that disguise seem too clumsy? The more she shook his heart, the more he dared not hide anything, but looked at her like that, and even smiled at her in return. She lay down and fell asleep with cheerful satisfaction, but after he smiled, the rest of his heart turned out to be pain.

It was a real pain, like being pierced through by a sharp thorn. Thorns, I really understand a little bit - some of the feelings in this world, I really understand a little bit. I've seen the fortunes of many people and their feelings, and I've been a guide and judge of the fate of others like that - but I can't have that.

He thought about the sweet thought of the dark night where they were all silent, and closed his mouth tightly so that the mouthful of blood did not spill out of the corners of his mouth. - Thorn, you want me to admit my mistake, that I will never leave you alone to do anything, but the truth is that I will eventually go, and will leave you, and it is impossible to walk with you forever - fortunately, I expect that you do not have such attachment to me, and only come to me out of kindness. As long as you can make you feel that I will no longer be in danger in the future, you will not go against your father's will and run out to find me.

But he didn't know if this guess was right. He closed his eyes. Before seeing Thorn this time, he also underestimated her, and didn't expect her to come back to him. This little girl always surprised him so much, and all her actions always had to surprise him. I wonder if if if I were to go away again would be more encouraging, and more counterproductive?

He didn't feel sleepy, and he opened his eyes again, and for a long time, turned his head in the darkness to look at the brother and sister in the darkness on the other side. - Can you turn your head already? He tried, and the stiffness of his muscles subsided, and his body seemed to be able to move. She just said that she had pricked me with an acupuncture, but she seemed to remember that someone had mentioned that their biological mother was good at acupuncture, and she thought that she might not know a little about it. However, as soon as the stiffness of the body disappeared, the pain became more and more obvious.

He felt that, at least, the symptoms of "yin and yang translocation" had not been eliminated, along with the small and itchy trauma on his chest. The method of acupuncture and moxibustion is also about to take risks, sorting out his chaotic internal breath, smoothing the meridians around his body, and slightly reducing the influence caused by Ge Chuan's palm power. But after all, neither the intentional nor the stabbing are experts in internal strength, and they are far from healing.

He sat up and crossed his knees. He was in a clear state of mind compared to yesterday's chaos, and all his senses were sharpened, and he could hear that they were all asleep, and even his deep but not turbid breath seemed to have such a grassy breath.

On his wrist, he really wore the same straw bracelet. When he was done, he raised his left hand. The refreshing and nice smell of grass is exactly the kind you smell when you wake up.

Outside, the sky was already bright again. He got up in the dim light and walked outside. This turned out to be the foot of this hillside. He looked in the direction of the day that was about to rise, and looked in a daze.

That's the direction you came from.

I don't know what to do next? You have come from afar to find me, and I should have sent you back safely, but I don't know how to get along with each other.

He had tried too many ways, ruthless, evasive, deliberately polite—but she had only one way—the only one he couldn't: the truth.

It's her authenticity that makes all his ways seem so flawed. Can we just -- let it be? he thought for a moment. But for a while, I was shocked: how can you go with the flow and let it indulge!

His mind was slightly confused, and he suddenly heard a stab in the house and said in a panic: "Brother Jun Li?" It seemed that he suddenly woke up and couldn't find him. Before he could answer, she had already rushed out. "Brother Jun Li!" she exhaled with more and more panic, and her whole voice seemed to be distorted, so that he suddenly couldn't imagine what kind of her would be left behind if he was really gone.

The stab rushed out of the door, and naturally saw him. Her shouting stopped, her mood was like a big ups and downs, I really don't know how to describe it, when she saw him turn around, she jumped up and hugged him like that. "I thought you were gone, I thought you were gone again......" she shouted unabashedly.

Jun Li looked up and saw that he was about to chase him out of the house, but when he saw the two of them like this, his footsteps stopped, and he retreated back into the drowsy room. He could even see that the worry on his face had changed to a snicker, but he couldn't explain any of it.

I don't know what needs to be explained.

Then, as if realizing something, Thorn suddenly looked up from his arms. The third time, she felt his heartbeat too fast. She had caught the pulse so fast on his wrist, felt it on his neck, and now heard it in his chest.

She finally felt a little vaguely that it wasn't because he was lying. Because he didn't say anything. He didn't even move. She stared at him blankly, as if she were also looking at a self who was desperate to come to him.

But the next moment, she had raised her hand again to grab him. "You're so badly injured, what are you doing when you get up!

He followed her back, his body didn't seem to be his own, and he felt like she was still like yesterday, supporting her body, and after a while, he realized that she was just pulling his arm. But either way, it always seems that she is always carrying herself forward, she is guiding and controlling her decisions.

"Thorn ......" he held out his other hand to wipe her hand off his arm. He wanted to get rid of this unconscious closeness, starting now.

But the thorn suddenly turned back to look at him, his hand still in the air. She seemed to realize something, and her flowing eyes looked at him and his hand like that.

Suddenly his heart softened uncontrollably—not weakly, but softly. The hand with the hard push had become so soft—so soft that it had gotten into her hair, grabbing a line of broken leaves stuck in it—as it had been intended.