Chapter Seventy-Nine: Amnesia (4)

As night falls, the temperature outside the desert is gradually dropping. In the small dilapidated house, the three of them were eating dinner, and the sunset's face was a little ugly, because the dishes they prepared could be managed for a month, and now it seems that they can only manage it for more than ten days.

"Sunset girl, I've eaten well, thank you for your hospitality. Qingfeng put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, wiped his mouth, and said.

"Don't thank me. I can take care of these meals for a month, and now that you are here, remember to buy me some more when you leave, and I will thank you. Sunset rolled her eyes and continued to eat.

"That's all a trivial matter, in a few days, when Jiahua's situation improves, I'll go buy some vegetables. Qingfeng looked at the sunset and said.

"That.... Qingfeng, what should you do at night?" Jiahua suddenly came out with this sentence, which made Qingfeng a little embarrassed.

"He sleeps outside, and there are only two people in this room. Sunset put down the dishes and chopsticks and said.

"I've just been out for a while, and it's cold in the desert at night. Jiahua looked at Qingfeng and said.

"What? You want him to come in and sleep? It's okay, you two choose who sleeps in the house and who sleeps outside. Don't look for me, I don't have any extra beds anyway. Sunset stood up, put away the dishes on the table, and headed out of the house.

"I'm fine. It's not very cold outside either. Qingfeng patted Jiahua's shoulder and said.

"Why don't you squeeze with me? I should be able to sleep both of us in this bed. Jiahua looked at his bed and said.

"I thank you, if you both go up to this bed, it won't collapse. Only one of the two of you can sleep in a bed. Sunset walked in from outside the door and interrupted Jiahua's words.

"Forget it, Jiahua, you are still injured, you have to rest well, I'll just go outside and make do with it." After Qingfeng finished speaking, he walked outside the house.

As soon as I stepped out, I felt the cold of the night in the desert. The days are as hot as summer, and the nights are as cold as winter. Qingfeng walked to a place where he could block the wind and sat down, put the Canghai knife behind his back to his chest, looked at the stars in the sky, and gradually fell asleep.

Nothing was said all night. Early in the morning, the sunset rose very early, because Jiahua had to decoct the medicine. As soon as he walked out, he saw Qingfeng leaning against the wall and shivering, and Sunset touched Qingfeng's forehead and found that it was so hot.

"Hey, wake up. The setting sun shook Qingfeng, wanting to wake him up and stay inside for a while.

"Sunset girl, hmm, what's wrong?" Qingfeng opened her eyes tiredly, trying to stand up, but she was a little dizzy.

"You're cold. It seems that your body is not very good either. Forget it, you go inside. Sunset looked at Qingfeng in front of him and said.

Sunset didn't expect that a person who practiced martial arts fell ill with a wind chill after sleeping in the desert for one night, and it seems that the cold of this desert night is really not fake.

"Qingfeng, what's wrong with you?" asked Jiahua when she got up from the bed and saw Qingfeng coming in.

"I seem to have a cold, it's fine, and it should be fine later. You don't have to worry about me, you just have a good rest. Qingfeng slowly walked to the chair on the side and signaled not to let Jiahua come over.

"Sunset girl, is there any medicine that can cure the cold? Jiahua walked to the door and shouted.

"I'm really convinced of you both. Hey, forget it, you tell him to wait a while, I'll fry your medicine first. Sunset looked at Jiahua helplessly, did he owe them in his previous life? Since they came, his originally quiet life has been broken like this, and now he is about to become their maid.

"Qingfeng, go to my bed and sleep for a while. Jiahua walked to Qingfeng's side and wanted to help him to the bed.

Just when Jiahua bent down and was about to help Qingfeng up, some fragments appeared in Jiahua's mind, this time in a courtyard, there were Qingfeng and two men in front of him, and he was holding a knife and pointing at another man opposite him.

"Jiahua, what's wrong with you? Did you think of something again?" Qingfeng looked at Jiahua's expression, suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly helped Jiahua to the bed.

"I told it. If you don't come, you won't listen. Now that you're here, he's getting worse and worse, and it's possible that he won't have any memory to the last minute. Sunset walked in from outside the door with the medicine, and said helplessly when he saw Jiahua getting ill again.

"But what if I'm not here, what if something happens to you?" Qingfeng's eyes were full of guilt.

"Didn't I tell you? He's safe with me. Sunset looked at Qingfeng and said.

"Safe, how safe, you're a girl, taking care of an injured person alone, what if someone comes to the door?" Qingfeng was a little amused.

"Hey, forget it. Since you don't believe me, then I have nothing to say. Take it, this is his medicine, give it to him when he wakes up, and I'll go out and fry your medicine for you now. Sunset handed the bowl in his hand to Qingfeng and walked outside.

"Sunset girl, thank you. Qingfeng looked at the bowl in his hand and thanked.

Qingfeng knew that although the words of the woman in front of her were not good, after all, people didn't have much to do with her, and it was already a shame to do this.

"Don't thank me. Without saying a word, Sunset pushed open the door, and went to the fire again, and began to decoction the medicine.

Qingfeng put the bowl full of medicine on the table next to him, sat on the chair next to him, looked at Jiahua who was still unconscious, and sighed.

"Kexin, Kexin. Suddenly, Jiahua shouted, and Qingfeng, who was frightened, quickly stood up to see what was happening.

"Jiahua, what's wrong with you?" Qingfeng asked.

Jiahua gradually opened her eyes, looked at Qingfeng in front of her, and said, "Qingfeng, where is this?"

When Qingfeng heard it, could it be that Jiahua's amnesia was good?

"Jiahua, do you remember me?" Qingfeng was a little excited, but he didn't expect Jiahua to think of himself.

And the sunset outside the door heard the laughter inside the house and immediately ran in.

"What's going on?" said Sunset, looking at Qingfeng, who was happy to blossom.

"Sunset girl, Jiahua's amnesia seems to be better. He remembered me. Qingfeng stepped forward and took Sunset's hand and walked towards the bed.

"Who is this?" Although Jiahua remembered Jiahua, he didn't know who the sunset in front of him was.

"Jiahua, she is the sunset girl. If it weren't for her, I'm afraid you would have died in front of the tomb of the Jade House Lord. Qingfeng patted Jiahua's shoulder and said.

"Sunset?Jade Mansion Master?Who are they?Why don't I know?" Jiahua looked at the two people in front of him blankly.

"No, he only remembered you and nothing else, and your presence took my presence out of his mind. Sunset realizes that this is not a recovery of memory, but a different kind.