Raiders of villains, I am always attacked by villains

Chapter 58
The wind of the winter solstice made the old sycamore trees outside the courtyard rattling, the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of frost in the severe cold, and the lingering smell of traditional Chinese medicine could be faintly wafted from the room with thick curtains.

Bai Wanwan simply brought the medicine stove back into the room, and sat on a low bench by the side, shaking a cattail fan and fanning it lightly.

Although the doctor prescribed the medicine, almost everyone knew that it was only temporarily hanging Shen Yun's life.And she was afraid that something would happen to Shen Yun when he was alone, so she just sat quietly in the outer room with him separated by a tulle curtain except for eating and sleeping.

Shen Yun's coughing became more and more frequent, as if she wanted to cough up her lungs every time.But he insisted on not letting Bai Wanwan get close, saying that he was afraid of making her sick.Bai Wanwan refused at first, but she didn't settle down until Shen Yun frowned and called her full name.

She really didn't feel very well in her heart. Most of the reason why Shen Yun is like this now is because of her...

Her own illness is not well, and she is still wrapped in a thick cotton coat.

It seemed that the sunset was coming to an end outside, and the dim yellow glow seemed to be oppressive and suffocating.

Bai Wanwan wiped the ashes on her face, squatted seriously in front of the medicine pot, carefully controlled the heat and fanned it lightly.The young girl's ashen face was thin and yellow, only her eyes were shining with the firelight.

The room was filled with the smell of traditional Chinese medicine accumulated over the years.Across a white curtain, the man sitting on the bed leaning on the pillow coughed lightly. He pressed his fist to his lips, as if he wanted to suppress something.

Bai Wanwan turned her head when she heard the movement, and said nervously, "My lord? Is it hurting again?"

From behind the white veil came the man's suppressed cough, which made one almost doubt whether he would pass away at any time in the next moment. After a long time, his cold and comforting voice came: "No problem."

Bai Wanwan frowned and suppressed the discomfort in her heart, pretending to speak briskly: "Young master, it will be Chinese New Year soon. I heard from Dr. Li and Granny Li that when the Lantern Festival comes, There will be another lantern festival sometime! By that time, the young master should have almost recovered from his illness, so this time, the young master will accompany me to make a wish, okay?"

The girl's voice was too innocent and mellow, like a lark that brought vitality.

The young man behind the white veil pursed his black lips, and his tone was unbelievably soft and soft: "Whatever you say, whatever you want."

Bai Wanwan fluttered her little cattail fan, opened the medicine pot and stirred the uncooked medicine in it, and then continued: "After the Chinese New Year, you can go to private school to teach again. I met Xiaohua on the street before asking When will I, Mr. Shen, teach them to read the thousand-character essay again? Although they say that you are very strict, they all like you."

There was a smile on the corner of Shen Yun's mouth, on his pale and bluish face, a pair of gray pupils hardly had any brilliance.But when he tilted his head to look in Bai Wanwan's direction, he always felt that his eyes were sparkling like spring water.

"They're all good kids. Ahem... I need to buy new clothes during the Chinese New Year, and the family has a lot of money left over. If Wanwan likes it, she can buy some of the rice flower sugar shortbread that little girls like to eat."

His voice was too gentle, and even the atmosphere exuded warmth and warmth, and Bai Wanwan actually began to look forward to the New Year he was talking about.

It was still red in the morning and dusk outside the house, and there were occasional crows of jackdaws.Bai Wanwan looked up and could see the bare little peach tree standing alone in the yard outside the window, like a silent child.

It wasn't very cold in the room with the stove burning, so Bai Wanwan picked up firewood with tongs and said, "The little peach tree will grow up in the spring of next year. When it starts to bud and bloom, you can sit under the tree." Fuqin, I...I..."

The man chuckled, and coughed more frequently: "Ahem... so you play the suona under the tree?"

Bai Wanwan knew that Shen Yun was joking with her, but if he was still in the mood to make a joke, it meant that he was not in a bad state. She was relieved, and said in a cute and cute tone: "Young master can teach me how to play the piano! I'm so smart, I'm sure you'll be able to learn it soon, but... I've been at the son's house for a long time, and I promised to find a job, but I didn't find it..."

Shen Yun wouldn't mind this, he said helplessly: "Cough... Forget it. No matter how poor Shen is, it will not be difficult to support you for the rest of your life."

Bai Wanwan frowned with a smile: "The young master must keep his word, and you can't kick me out just because I get up late and be lazy!"

Shen Yun raised the corner of her lips, looking at Bai Wanwan who was separated by a layer of curtain with unfathomable doting eyes: "How could that be?"

How could he be willing to accept it after agreeing to raise him for the rest of his life.

The sky is getting dark, and the residual red has faded.

It was getting darker and darker outside the house, and the peach tree could no longer be seen.Bai Wanwan muttered in a low voice, "After the medicine is ready, I'll heat up the food, then go to bed early, and get up early tomorrow to read to the young master."

The man was leaning against the bed, half of his body was covered by a white curtain, and his face could not be seen.

Bai Wanwan went on to chatter: "If you can still meet that rabbit lamp seller during the Lantern Festival, I will write this time, and my son will help me release the river lantern. This post is the last medicine. According to Li The doctor said that you should feel better after eating, and then you can go to the street with me to join in the fun!"

The young man seemed to be in deep thought. He only heard a few pitiful cries of jackdaws outside the window, but there was no response.

A cold wind poured into the house from the window, blowing Bai Wanwan's hair. She put down the cattail fan in her hand and got up to close the window: "The medicine is ready, let it cool down for a while...Huh? Young Master! Another blow!" It's snowing."

With the dim light, a thin layer of hoarfrost could be seen on the window sills. Bai Wanwan rubbed her hands with her nose red from the cold and said, "Although I don't like snow very much, I always feel that the Chinese New Year is approaching."

The girl's voice was full of expectation, but the man on the bed never spoke.Closing the window, Bai Wanwan scooped up the fried medicine into a bowl and walked towards the bed, muttering non-stop: "Master, I'm going to take out your winter clothes to dry tomorrow, the weather is too cold Dressed like that..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and the white curtain was soaked with bright red blood.The young man was leaning on the pillow quietly, the snow-white bedding, skirts, black hair, and large patches of bright red on his face seemed to have been washed by blood.

There was still a smile on the corner of the blood-stained lips, and the gray eyes were frozen in tenderness.

The air is full of medicinal fragrance and chill.

I don't know when, the man had already quietly stopped breathing.

Bai Wanwan froze on the spot, and knocked over the boiling medicine bowl in her hand.Almost at that moment, her mind was as blank and desperate as if she had fallen into a frozen lake.

She trembled between her fingers, resisting the great grief, stepped forward to tuck him in the quilt as if nothing had happened, and then wiped Shen Yun's Qingjun's face clean with the soft cloth on the side of the sleeve quilt.

You see, son, the world is like this, everything is not perfect.

(End of this chapter)