When Zhu'an helped Mu Feibai check his body and change dressings, Mu Feibai looked at his busy fingers, and suddenly reached out and touched his fingertips.

Zhu'an grabbed the medicine bag and stopped, "How?"

After the Evil Gu took effect, Mu Feibai's face finally faded from some sickly pale, at least he looked much better, and the high-spirited son no longer had to lie lifeless on the couch.

He withdrew his finger and said seriously, "Do you know that I heard you talking about the aftermath of the evil Gu before I woke up, and I was wondering why I didn't lose my memory?"

Zhu An reached out and grabbed a stool, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Mu Feibai, as if he was going to listen carefully, "Why?"

Seeing this, Mu Feibai laughed, and the wound hurt a little, "Actually, when I am unconscious, I sometimes regain some vague consciousness, although I can't open my eyes, I can perceive things around me." ”

Zhu'an nodded, and Wen Yan affirmed: "Well, people do occasionally return to consciousness when they are in a coma for a long time, which means that you have a very good physique, which is a good thing." ”

Mu Feibai smiled again when he heard this, "I don't want you to analyze whether my condition is reasonable. ”

"I know, and then?"

"With your group of acquaintances, how can I be willing to forget?" Seeing Zhu'an's smile and speechlessness, Mu Feibai sighed helplessly, Zhu'an's person is just too transparent and sensitive, he just started to talk, Zhu'an guessed what he wanted to say, his gaze seemed to drift a little farther away, and his tone became softer, "At that time, I always felt a pair of hands, the temperature was cold, colder than your fingertips, touching my body, taking care of me, and helping me change my dressing." ”

"Sparse flowers. ”

When they went to the south to find medicine, it was Shuhua who took care of Mu Feibai every day.

Mu Feibai nodded, and his gaze fell back on him, "I think, if I forget her, I will feel pain, even if I wake up, it will be very painful." ”

"I was scared and would forget about her. ”

"Although I felt very moved when I heard it, but ......" Zhu'an raised his eyebrows and stood up, "Brother Feibai, it's useless to say this to me. ”

Mu Feibai patted the edge of the bed, "Hey, hey, it's not that I dare to speak, let's talk to you!"

"Compared to these, you better think about how to apologize to Shuhua first. Zhu'an reached out to help him put the medicine and bandage it, and patted his arm with some sympathy.

Mu Feibai's smile instantly stiffened, he woke up that day and deceived Shuhua, although Shuhua occasionally sent things over these days, seeing that her expression had not changed, she no longer refused to help him change the dressing, and all of it was pushed to Zhu'an to do, and she could only be angry when she thought about it.

Every time he wanted to apologize to her seriously, Shuhua would leave with an excuse and not give him a chance at all.

He only felt that the relationship that had just improved was lost by himself.

He rubbed his brow and sighed lowly.

The night is full of stars.

When Weaving Dream came out of the house, he saw Zhu'an sitting under the tree in the courtyard in a daze, his eyes seemed to be looking at the starry sky, and it seemed to have drifted far away, with a bit of loneliness that was difficult to catch.

Ever since he had competed with that masked freak at the Tuoba Extravaganza, he had been in a daze when he was staying alone.

Is there something on your mind?

Weaving Dream stood under the eaves and watched for a while, and then walked over.

"Brother. ”

Zhu'an came back to his senses, and looked at it again with a warm smile, "Ah Meng." ”

Weaving Dream sat down under the tree next to him, and also looked up at the night sky.

The night was quiet, and there were a few crickets in the courtyard on summer evenings, and they sat together against the trunks of the trees but did not speak.

Many times, they stay together without words but do not feel awkward at all, as natural and relaxed as a matter of course.

After a while, Weaving Dream still maintained the movement of looking at the starry sky, as if unintentionally, "Brother, I dreamed of a strange thing last night. ”

Ann turned to look at her, "Oh? ”

Weaving dreams are also a lot more colorful, thought about it and said seriously: "I dreamed that when I was a child, I went out to play over the wall, that is, in the village under the mountain, I wanted to take some vegetables from the field of Ergou's house to go back, I carefully picked a round water spinach, but the water spinach was very heavy, obviously it was so big, I couldn't hold it!"

Zhu'an listened carefully and asked curiously, "Why? Is there anything strange about that water spinach?"

Weaving Dream nodded, and continued: "I was so upset that I had to pick it up, but the water spinach actually opened her mouth to talk to me, which startled me. ”

"Poof, it's a strange dream! What did this water spinach say to you?"

"It said, 'Stupid mortal, don't struggle, you can't afford to hold this great immortal!' I asked it why! It said, 'Because I have a heart! I have a lot of things in my heart, it's too heavy!' How can you little girl understand!' I wondered, how can a water spinach have a heart?'

Zhu'an was obviously stunned, so he lowered his head and laughed sullenly.

The person next to him is always so gentle, and in order to take care of his mood, even the care changes to make him happy.

The water spinach has a heart, and there are a lot of things in the heart, so it becomes very heavy and heavy, isn't it just something on the mind, and the voice outside the strings is asking: Brother, is there something on your mind?

He has been thinking about something recently, not because he doesn't want to say it, he just doesn't know how to speak.

It's good to ask about Dream Weaving now.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed Zhimeng's hair, thought for a while and said, "Ah Meng, do you remember the question you asked me in the restaurant in Jiangnan?"

Although she always felt that a lot of things had happened in just a few months, she still remembered the bits and pieces about them very clearly.

Weaving Dream nodded, and asked the same thing again.

"Zhu'an, why did you go down the mountain?"

"Well, that's the question, I replied at the time, the world, I want to travel a little or two, this is true, but this is not my original intention to go down the mountain, I still have a long-cherished wish in my heart unfinished......"

The moonlight was like water, and they leaned on each other like this, like the most determined support.

There was nothing to hide, he confessed the reason why he went down the mountain, and Weaving Dream clasped his hands around his knees and listened seriously.

When I first met that day, I thought it was just a hurried passerby, but the longer I knew each other, the more tightly entangled their lives became like wisps of thin threads.

After a pause, he continued, "...... The world is so big, there are thousands of changes, I think it's just some obsessions, but my heart is worldly, I really can't let go, I must go on a trip to the northwest. ”

He sometimes feels that the more precious a person is, the more he can't easily talk about some things in his heart, and this is the case for the master to forget his worries. He knows the expectation and protection of Forget Worry for him, and the intention of changing his name for him is to hope that he can stay away from these grievances and trivial matters, and hope that he can live a peaceful life, so he can't say it to Forget Worry at all, he just wants to seek revenge, to find out the cause of his parents' death, so with some self-willed words, even if he says it, he stubbornly goes down the mountain, what will happen to Forget Worry? Forget Worry watched him grow up since he was a child, hoping that he could avoid these disasters but because his obsession turned into futility, watching him fall into hatred but not stopping it at all, he must be chilled, and even blamed himself.

Was this what he wanted? He didn't want to make the master sad like this.

The same is true for Weaving Dreams, her life has been bumpy so far, but she still hopes that he can be well, and even if she loses her sense of self, she still doesn't want to hurt him in the slightest, and even almost wastes a hand and treats him as her own. If she knew that she was doing this, would it be a disservice?

He didn't dare to try.

There was silence under the tree for a while, and Weaving Dream suddenly covered her mouth and laughed.

"Everyone in this world has a wish, and my brother is naturally like this, why not?"

Weaving Dream stretched out his hand, cocked his little finger, and shook it in front of Zhu'an's eyes.

"However, what my brother wishes in my heart is what I want. The sword mountain and the sea of fire are also fearless!"

As long as there is such a person next to you.

Ann laughed and stretched out her little finger to cover hers.

"Me too. ”