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Shu Yan was knocked to the ground, his stomach hurt and it was difficult to get up.

Seeing this, Liang Bing hurriedly ran away. This running lasted for half an hour. In this half hour, Liang Bing exhausted all his strength in the first 5 minutes, but thinking that he would not infect Shu Yan, he persisted until 10 minutes.

Finally, she stumbled and ran into the hospital. The moment the pungent smell from the hospital came into her nose, she quickly covered her mouth and ran to a middle-aged female nurse, panting, "Sister, I got it!" Plague, please notify the CDC, I need to be quarantined."

The middle-aged woman saw the wound on Liang Bing's arm, and hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"

In this way, Liang Bing was successfully isolated. People in the hospital were afraid of being infected, so they all put on masks. Liang Bing was locked in an empty ward. Nurses came to take her temperature every day, and she was also wearing a wrap. A paramedic who looks like an astronaut asks her how she feels today?
For the first three days, Liang Bing was still able to speak, but from the fourth day, Liang Bing's throat started to hurt like fire. God knows what Liang Bing went through, so he could barely eat his daily meals.

On the fifth day, Liang Bing began to feel a broken heart, not because she was knocked to the ground and shuffled that day, but because she felt that her liver and intestines were festering like her necrotic arm.

On the sixth day, Liang Bing couldn't stand the pain anymore, she shouted loudly: "Little Fairy, Little Fairy, Little Fairy."

Liang Bing had barely enough strength to even eat these days, but now that he was crying so heart-piercingly, of course he passed out from the pain without even shouting a few words.

On the seventh day, Liang Bing finally met the little fairy in his dream.

"Little fairy, why does it hurt so much? Isn't it a plague? Why is it like hacking into pieces?" Liang Bing questioned the little fairy in his empty dream.

The little fairy blinked her big watery eyes, and took Liang Bing's hand coquettishly: "Sister, I'm so sorry, there are only a few plague poisonous vaccines left in my warehouse. I was in a hurry and took the wrong one. Then The branch is used to punish the demon concubine who harmed the country and the foolish emperor. I'm sorry, I was wrong." As he spoke pitifully, he tugged at his ears and fell to his knees with a plop.

Liang Bing raised her forehead. At this moment, she just wanted to kill the so-called little fairy in front of her. She pointed at the little fairy's nose viciously and asked, "Did you do it on purpose? Did you?"

"I was wronged! Sister... I..."

Liang Bing waved her hand: "Who is your sister, get the hell out of here."

The little fairy was pushed to the ground, Liang Bing asked angrily, "What can I do now?"

The little fairy nodded helplessly: "Yes, there is, but I have to wrong my sister and go to your own dream."

"What the hell?" Liang Bing asked with a frown.

The little fairy smiled: "Do you still remember that you once had an incomparably real dream?"

"Remember. Is it the dream about Shu Yan and the Shu family?" Liang Bing asked angrily.

The fairy rubbed the hem of her skirt, and nodded cautiously: "It's that dream. Shu Jishu in the dream has a lot of resentment, and that resentment has already formed an evil spirit flower. You just need to bring the evil spirit flower back, and I'll give it to you." I have my own way to save you, but I can only save you, but I cannot save other infected people."

"What are you talking about? What is an evil spirit flower?" Liang Bing asked angrily.

"The so-called evil spirit is the resentment left in the dream for a long time, and it has solidified into a plant with thoughts. It grows like a poppy in your world. The flower blooms so beautifully. I saw it once. It smells so good. Smell, not to mention how fragrant it is.

But this evil spirit, even if I send you back to the dream, you may not be able to get the evil spirit flower, because the part of that dream about sending books is too tragic, and you yourself don’t want to see it a second time. "The little fairy explained.

"What do you mean? In other words, I must die?"

"Not necessarily, as long as I send you back to Miss Xue and Fourth Brother Shu's wedding, you lead Shu Jishu back to Fourth Brother Shu, and then do it again, cough... Well, let Shu Jishu despair to the extreme, that evil spirit The flowers will naturally come out, remember, the greater Shu Jishu's resentment, the stronger the medicinal effect of the Evil Spirit Flower, and the faster your recovery will be."

The little fairy explained it very clearly, but Liang Bing had a question: "Why didn't you get that evil spirit flower in my dream, why did you insist on me?"

The little fairy spread out her hands, made a look of helplessness, and said: "I have mana, of course I am stronger than you, but it's your dream, everything is shifted by your will, I can't control it, so You must do this."

Liang Bing finally understood that this was because the little fairy was intentionally making things difficult for her, but if she didn't follow what the little fairy said, her fate would be even worse. The little fairy is a god, and if Liang Bing disobeyed her, her fate would be even worse than now. Is it worse?
The answer is that there is nothing worse than the present. The death by a thousand swords is probably nothing more than that. Whether it is alive or dead, it is better to go than now.

"Okay, I promise you, I'll go, but before you leave, you have to promise me that the old monk will see me, otherwise I won't go to get the evil spirit flower even if I die." Liang Bing said.

The little fairy kneeling on the ground gave a chuckle, got up and said, "My good sister, you don't believe me, it's also good to see the old monk's reason for the trouble, otherwise you suspect that I am a little witch, that's okay." It's not fun anymore."

As she spoke, the little fairy put her hands on her hips, looked up to the sky and yelled: "Old monk."

Hearing the sound, the old monk appeared next to the little fairy like a puff of smoke: "Master, are you looking for me?"

"It's not me looking for you, it's Liang Bing looking for you." The little fairy said in a plain white waist-length skirt and hugged her chest.

Liang Bing breathed a sigh of relief as the old monk smiled like a dog leg: "Old monk, where have you been these days?"

"Where else can I go and get punished." The old monk said with his head drooping and his hands hanging down. Liang Bing looked at him. Is he still that old monk who is shy and mysterious?

"Your master asked me to find the Evil Spirit Flower, do you have anything to say?" Liang Bing asked.

As soon as the old monk heard the words "Evil Spirit Flower", his face immediately changed: "Master...this..."

"Don't ask me any more. Anyway, I made a mistake. Even if I can't save it, at least it's good to make up for it." The little fairy said with a bitter expression.

The old monk pointed at the little fairy, then looked at Liang Bing, with an indescribable expression on his face, and finally sighed: "Why did Liang Bing catch up with you for such an unlucky thing, you are really... It's extremely unlucky, I've seen unlucky ones, but I've never seen someone as unlucky as you."

Liang Bing also looked up to the sky and sighed: "Who says it's not." He looked at the little fairy, and then made an appearance like a brave man going to die, and continued: "Little fairy, can I go to my dream now?"

"can."

"Then, send me away, and stay with the two of you again, not to mention being tortured to death by the virus, you must die of anger first." Liang Bing pointed at the little fairy's nose, almost scolding her.

"Oh! I'll see you off right now." The little fairy said aggrievedly.

Liang Bing frowned, "Going on the road?" Halfway through the speech, before Liang Bing had time to react, Liang Bing only felt his body lighten.

In a blink of an eye, he arrived at Shu Yan's apartment.

Shu Yan was washing his hands and cooking.

The wounds on Liang Bing's body also disappeared in an instant.

When Liang Bing saw the 32-year-old Shu Yan, that gentle and refined Shu Yan, he immediately beamed with joy.

Although the little fairy's flowers are still in my ears, Liang Bing's soul has been taken away.

"Shu Yan." Liang Bing rushed forward and threw himself into Shu Yan's arms. Shu Yan was staggered, and Liang Bing burst into tears before he could say anything.

Shu Yan's face was cold, Liang Bing recalled that dream, at this moment, Liang Bing was still a college transfer student, and Shu Yan was a bankrupt small boss.

Even though Liang Bing knew that Shu Yan in the dream was just a phantom, Liang Bing could never forget his tenderness. It might be ridiculous to say it, but she seemed to love only this phantom.

Shu Yan lowered his head and asked gently: "What's wrong?"

The voice was faint, as if nothing could change Shu Yan's mood.

"I miss you so much." Liang Bing shed tears, as if she had transformed into the gentle and shy Liang Bing in an instant. Of course, this was Liang Bing's self-awareness of herself. God knows what was going on in her mind every day. No matter what you think, such a gentle and virtuous woman will appear in the dream.

"Did you miss me after a while?" Shu Yan wrapped his arms around Liang Bing's neck, touched Liang Bing's nose with his nose, and then kissed Liang Bing's eyes.

In the past, when I dreamed, I didn't feel how gentle this dream was, but now Shu Yan seemed to have a body temperature, and his whole person was extremely real and gentle.

Shu Yan looked at Liang Bing with tears in his arms, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just missed you, so don't ask me." Liang Bing was as happy as a kitten in Shu Yan's arms.

Shu Yan also looked very happy holding Liang Bing, Liang Bing looked up at Shu Yan: "Why are you so pretty?"

Liang Bing's question stunned Shu Yan: "What did you say?"

"Let me ask you, why are you so good-looking?" Liang Bing asked again.

Shu Yan pinched Liang Bing's nose: "I'm in my 30s, how can I be good-looking, the kids outside don't call me uncle anymore, they call me uncle instead."

"Then uncle, can you not cook today and just accompany me so that I..." Liang Bing's originally happy face twitched again.

Shu Yan lowered his head and wiped Liang Bing's tears with his shirt sleeve: "Okay, don't cry, I know you miss me, and I don't want to ask too much, since you want me to accompany you, then I'll be with you, and I'm not going anywhere."

As soon as Shu Yan finished speaking, the whole apartment instantly turned into endless darkness, and Liang Bing didn't even have a chance to touch Shu Yan again.

"Shu Yan! Shu Yan! Shu Yan!" The real thing disappeared from Liang Bing's eyes, and Liang Bing wailed.

This time, the little fairy really acted like a fairy, following a bright light in the sky above Liang Bing: "Liang Bing, you have your own business, don't fall into this emptiness, or you will experience the pain of purgatory." .”

"The suffering in purgatory is the suffering in purgatory. I can bear it, but I can't beat it. I beg you, little fairy, let me see him again, I beg you." Liang Bing knelt on the ground and roared, she wanted to touch him. Touch something, but can't catch anything.