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He couldn't open his eyes, but first heard the sound of conversation in the outside world.

Someone's crying.

Other...... Crying. He always intuitively felt that this was Qiu Guanghan, and he dreamed groggily that he persuaded her like this. But she sobbed, and kept shedding tears, and tears wiping tears.

Other...... Crying.

He opened his eyes and spoke inexplicably.

Everyone else was stunned. The weak tone made the tone surprisingly gentle. Ling Li woke up.

Someone coughed.

As soon as this person coughed, Ling Li realized that in the outside world, there was not just the one who was crying.

Face......

He seemed to be about to speak again, but his left hand subconsciously touched his side, but he didn't touch the sword.

Over here. Yan Zhi threw the black sword to him, Ling Li immediately grabbed it in his hand, and struggled to get up, but as soon as his back hurt, his body loosened, and his right hand subconsciously reached out to touch the wound.

The palms are bright red.

He watched as his palms were bright red, and the sun was shining down through his fingers to his face. Someone handed him a handkerchief.

He was stunned. He lay on the lawn, a roughness that had given him the illusion that he was lying in a bed from a long time ago.

Not anymore. He heard Qiu Guanghan's voice beside him. Immediately, Liang Liang felt the back of his neck, as if she was going to help him.

Can you get up?" she said. I'll bandage your wound again.

He was obedient because he could lean in the crook of her arm. The internal organs are in severe pain, but ......

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to grab something, but he couldn't grasp anything, and under shaking desperately, he suddenly pinched Qiu Guanghan's soft twing.

What's wrong with you? Can you hear me?" he heard her ask.

Grabbing her made him regain his senses a little, and next to him was Yan Zhime's voice.

He was badly wounded. The voice said. Hurry up and bandage him and help him get on the horse......

He was dazed and couldn't hear what the voice was saying later, but he felt the hand pull out. The pain in his back also became faint, and only occasionally, a little tingling could stimulate his mind and keep him awake.

Hey, do you remember...... He felt as if he was starting to talk in his sleep. The first time you bandaged my wound, it was the same......

Qiu Guanghan snorted, the cry was faint, as if it was not real.

He couldn't hold it anymore and closed his eyes.

Okay? His hearing continued, and he heard Yan Zhi asking me.

Wait a minute. Qiu Guanghan said, the hand that left for a moment, he wanted to believe that it was quietly wiping away tears.

Are you awake?" Qiu Guanghan asked him.

Sharp, you...... Awake?

She hugged him, but he didn't hear her cry. He fainted again.

Guanghan ...... He whispered in her ear in a daze. You're ...... again Saved me......

She saved her again, but she knew she wasn't.

You saved me. Her voice was hoarse.

He snorted heavily.

Two days and two nights.

The moon grew again. Qiu Guanghan stood in the atrium and watched blankly. There are still many days before the fifteenth, but the fifteenth is coming after all.

Ling Li subsided the fever, and she was relieved, and walked out alone to see the moonlight. The evening breeze blows in Xixi, but it is not cool, but very comfortable and comfortable.

She didn't sleep, she stayed with him, for fear that he would suddenly wake up and find no one, but now she was not afraid of anything. He wouldn't be as delirious as he had been two days before, she thought?

She went to look at him again, and lay quietly in her clothes.

The moon shone in, and the house was as bright as day.

It was always like this, one night when he was hurt, she took care of him, and one morning, he thanked her. But everything is different. She no longer has that innocence, and she no longer has that "why" in her heart.

"Yan knows what about me?"

The first thing Ling Li said when he came to his senses was this, which was the opening sentence that he had been thinking about for a long time. He still remembers Yan Zhime.

He left early. Qiu Guanghan understated.

Sit down. Sharply patted the side of the bed.

What happened? Were you awake, then?

Woke up. Qiu Guanghan looked away. Yan knew that I asked Fu Hu to let me go, and Fu Hu seemed to listen to him very much.

What about Mu Qing?

Mu Qing naturally had no choice. Qiu Guanghan smiled.

Who the hell is he? He can't be an obscurity, right? His martial arts must be very high.

Qiu Guanghan snorted. He saved you.

He?

He healed you, and then you woke up for a little while, do you remember?

Sharp and dazed. I can't tell if it's a dream or a reality. It seems like a long time.

It's been two days. Qiu Guanghan said.

Stunned. But why on earth would he want to help us?

I do not know. Qiu Guanghan said. I also asked him, and he said it was because of me.

Because of you?

I don't understand what he means, but I vaguely feel like he's mocking you, but it's not really.

Confused. I've just woken up, can't you be clear?

Qiu Guanghan couldn't help but smile. He first said that you are not capable, and these two people made it like this, and then he said that you have the ability, at least I am still here.

What else did he say?

There was no more—I was afraid that you would repeat it again, and begged him to stay a few more days, but he only said that he did not like to see the light of day, and he went first.

Ling Li's heart suddenly dawned, and he turned his face away and smiled, Then I understand.

- "Yan Zhime" turned out to be just a reversed pseudonym.

He happily took her hand and told her to speak in more detail. It can be like this when he is injured, he finds it and learns it.

However, if he could choose again, he still did not want to do so. He wished he wasn't so useless.

It's strange to say. During his years in the Black Bamboo Society, he kept killing people, but he was almost never injured, but now he has "reformed his ways", but he almost died again and again.

Is this really because he met Qiu Guanghan?

He shook his head. It's just a coincidence - at least those people are just coming at me, but Fu Hu......

He immediately turned his head and asked, does Fu Hu want to avenge Yi Yumiao?

Qiu Guanghan nodded. It looks like it is. His original purpose was to kill you, and to arrest me and blackmail my brother. It's also considered his luck, otherwise he would be very miserable when he really saw his brother.

She paused. I don't know if he will come to trouble again, and now you can't move, and Yan Zhi doesn't know where to go.

Ling Li reached out and stroked her eyebrows. Scared you again. He said softly. Are you alright?

Qiu Guanghan ate and smiled. I won't tell my brother, don't worry!

Ling Li looked at her and smiled. You're like that, how good. He thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

Four or five days have passed since Xiang'an was recuperating without incident, and his improvement seems to be very slow. One sword and one palm, one outside and one inside, such an injury is enough to be fatal, and now it is fortunate that he can recover slowly.

I'm afraid it will take two or three months for me to recover. Said sharply. That's not the way, let's go, just heal as we go.

There is no hurry. Qiu Guanghan said. Anyway, there's nothing you have to do, you don't have to rest until you're all right, you have to rest until you're half-good, right?

Ling Li thought for a moment and nodded in response.

The moon is gradually rounding again. March 15. Ling Li lay on his back, watching the light slowly fade outside the window.

Tuk tuk, there was a knock on the door. The shopkeeper has long been accustomed to the fact that the guests in this house do not go out all day, and they know that they are "recuperating", and they have already brought dinner. Ling Li's heart sank for no reason. She hasn't come back yet?

Thinking about it carefully, the two have been arguing for a month. If she doesn't come back, I'm going to go out and look for it.

Where did she go??

The shopkeeper was stunned, and seemed to understand what she meant, and said with a smile, Miss Qiu, she went outside the town early in the morning, and she didn't know what she was doing. However, she said that she would be back before dark, and only said that in case it was late, she told us to bring food first.

I don't eat it. Ling Li said with a gloomy face. Warm it for me, I'll go out to find her first.

This is not good, Miss Qiu has not been advised......

Qiu Guanghan seemed to be struggling and slammed the door open with his shoulder. Ling Li was stunned, and saw that all kinds of flowers and branches were being held in her arms.

Isn't it pretty? She came in and gave the shopkeeper and Ling Li a smile. Of course, the shopkeeper couldn't help but nod and say yes, Qiu Guanghan put the flowers on the table and waited for him to retreat.

Are you going to pick these flowers today? Ling Li was also considered to be a stone in his heart, so he asked her.

That's right. Qiu Guanghan said. Yesterday, I heard that the flowers in Xishan are blooming well, and this season is too suitable, so I was moved and thought about picking some back. Anyway, you're recuperating from your injuries, and it's good to have some good-looking ones in the room.

Bothered. Ling Li didn't know whether to be grateful or tired. She still likes flowers, he thought—like something in this world?

He moved his chair. Let's eat.

First of all, do you like that flower? Qiu Guanghan did not give up.

Sharp smiled. How could I not like it.

Qiu Guanghan was happy and went to eat happily. This fifteenth year finally passed safely.

However, the accident finally came at the sixteenth.

Sixteen. With yesterday's experience, Ling Li didn't particularly care about Qiu Guanghan coming back too late - but it was too late. He finished eating alone, and was a little lonely and bored, so he took advantage of the daylight that was gradually exhausting to take out the moves that were already thirty or forty pages long and looked through them again. In the middle of March, the weather is hot, and the warmth of the whole day can be felt in the house. And in the evening, at last a strong wind blew, so that the sixteenth moon had not yet appeared, and disappeared as if it had been blown away.

A few moves were originally used by Ling Li himself, and he had seen them many times before, and he was already familiar with them, and it was not this move that was turning over and over in his head, but the person who drew it. He reached out to grasp the sword, but it was still difficult to swing it, so he had to bite his lip and put his hand down.

The gloomy night actually pressed down the dark clouds.

He suddenly felt that everything was out of order, and he obviously hated to take care of Qiu Guanghan everywhere, why would he be so relieved to let her go out alone these days? It was because he had seen her calmness and wit, or he had already deeply imprinted this sentence in his mind, "No one has ever been able to hurt the water-based pure yin", or because of some indescribable feeling in his heart -- he felt that he should not be too inseparable. However, this torturous worry and waiting returned. Even when the shopkeeper came up to clean up the dishes, he said in surprise, Miss Qiu hasn't come back today? It seems that it is going to rain.

Ling Li's heart suddenly shuddered, grabbed his sword and ran out.

The flowers of Xishan are blooming very well...... where is Xishan?

He picked up his white horse and galloped towards the western mountains.