I have the fairy medicine book

Chapter 176
"I look very old now, don't I?" Wang Yiying's voice was a little crying, she probably guessed what she looked like now, it must be old and ugly.

Lost, depressed, and all kinds of bad emotions surrounded her.

She slumped on the bed, holding her face and crying bitterly, like a child separated from her parents.

Wang Yuchuan stretched out his hand and lightly pressed her shoulder.

"Everything will be fine." He closed his eyes and comforted in a deep voice.

"It's not going to get better!" Wang Yiying broke out emotionally, pushed him far away, and yelled at him with all her strength.

After a while, she laughed at herself, and Gu Ying gently held up a strand of hair in self-pity: "It's not getting better."

She shook her head as she spoke, tears streaming down her face.

This time her voice was much lower, as if speaking to herself, self-suggestion or self-paralysis.

She felt that she was going crazy, Wang Yiying lowered her head, hugged her head in pain, nervously scratching and tearing her gray and dry hair.

A lot of hair fell out, and she laughed out loud for some reason, like a little lunatic.

If a stray cat is injured, no one is allowed to approach it. It will show more aggressiveness than usual, even if it is a kind person who wants to help it deal with the wound.

Now, Wang Yiying is such a stray cat. Looking at her, Wang Yuchuan is at a loss.

Wang Yiying is still getting old, and Wang Yuchuan watched her face and body have added several wrinkles, developed several age spots, and her height has also become several centimeters shorter due to calcium loss.

Feeling the aging process up close is the same as experiencing death.

At this time, Wang Yiying got off the bed and walked up to him barefoot.Wang Yuchuan carefully controlled his expression.

He knew that Wang Yiying was very sensitive now, even if he frowned slightly, she could understand that he was disgusting her.

"Kill me." Wang Yiying raised her neck and closed her eyes slowly. She said these three words without any hesitation.

But Wang Yuchuan hesitated.

Although he knew that persuading her to live at this time would be more cruel than killing her, Wang Yuchuan could not bear to do so.

He clenched his fists slowly as he struggled, his body trembling.

Now Wang Yuchuan even felt that it was extremely cruel to watch her aging from the sidelines. He closed his eyes, and a wave of irritability rushed to his forehead.

Yes, now he's going crazy too.

Wang Yiying couldn't wait for a reply for a long time, she quietly opened her eyes.

She saw Wang Yuchuan's struggle in her eyes, and there was a trace of compassion in her eyes. She raised her hand and placed it on Wang Yuchuan's cheek.

She was also crying, and although there was a farewell expression in her eyes, her reluctance for Wang Yuchuan was also strong.She couldn't accept dying with such an old face, let alone being criticized by others after her death.

At this time, she found a fruit knife in the fruit plate on the coffee table. She glanced at Wang Yuchuan one last time, forced herself to let go, turned around, ran to the coffee table, and grabbed the fruit knife.

When Wang Yuchuan opened his eyes, he happened to see Wang Yiying slashing his face with a knife.

She always looked at Wang Yuchuan with a smile, and the blood dripped down on the back of her feet, on the blanket, and on... Wang Yuchuan's heart.

He rushed forward and snatched the fruit knife from Wang Yiying's hand.

In just a short time, Wang Yiying's face became even older, and every wrinkle on her face made people feel extremely distressed.

Especially the sparse silver-white hair, Wang Yuchuan's lips were trembling.

"Kill me." Wang Yiying asked again.

This time, Wang Yuchuan was silent.

It was difficult before making this decision, but when he made up his mind to end her pain, he felt relieved.

He stretched out his hand and hugged Wang Yiying into his arms. Wang Yiying subconsciously held her breath. The next moment, Wang Yuchuan stabbed her in the lower abdomen.

The knife took all his strength away, and Wang Yuchuan slumped on the ground holding her buttocks.

Wang Yiying's wound was bleeding profusely, and the blood pooled under her body, like a bright blooming rose.

Wang Yuchuan held her tightly in his arms, very hard, very hard, as if death could not take her away like this.

He cried, and at first his cry was inaudible. Gradually, his cry became louder and louder, hysterical and wailing, which was beyond his control.

In this way, he cried for a long time, and suddenly calmed down.

There was nothing in the world that could interest him anymore, and he sat blankly in a pool of blood, his face covered with ashes of despair.

He suddenly wanted to die, he thought so, and he did so.

Wang Yuchuan pulled out the knife stuck in her lower abdomen expressionlessly, and slowly pointed the knife point at his neck.

At this moment, he seemed to hear someone laughing behind his back, Wang Yuchuan didn't think too much, and pushed the knife into his neck with a little force.

He closed his eyes, and seemed to hear the "rustling" sound of the wind passing through the grass.

"madness!"

A blow to the head, straight to the depths of Wang Yuchuan's soul.

He opened his eyes suddenly, with a shocked expression on his face.

Who was talking just now?

Wang Yuchuan looked around blankly, and suddenly saw a huge bronze cauldron looming in front of him.

The blue light in the giant cauldron seemed to be sitting in the giant cauldron and reciting scriptures, and the ethereal and magnificent sound echoed in the small living room.

Wang Yuchuan stared blankly at the giant cauldron, as if his soul had left his body. After a long time, he suddenly shivered.

After the stimulation, he suddenly woke up, as if his head had been washed with a clear spring, and he felt refreshed inside and out.

I am dreaming.

This time, he didn't have any doubt. He was very sure that he was dreaming and everything he experienced was false.

Wang Yuchuan lowered his head and looked at Wang Yiying in his arms. Wang Yiying's face was extremely old, looking like a human being or a ghost.

Wang Yuchuan frowned. He and Wang Yiying had just met in reality, so naturally their relationship was not very deep.

It's just that those things that happened just now are still clearly burned in his mind, and he feels strange.

Thankfully it's all fake.

At this moment, a gray vortex formed behind him, and Elder Song rolled out of the vortex in a state of embarrassment, feeling as if he had been on a roller coaster.

His face was pale, dizzy, and he lay on the ground retching.

"What's wrong? Elder Song, have you been punished?" Wang Yuchuan teased.

"Don't mention it, I was almost killed by your dream." Mr. Song suddenly froze after saying that. He turned around suddenly and stared at Wang Yuchuan with a shocked look on his face: "How did you end up in your dream?" Regained consciousness?"

Wang Yuchuan pointed to the giant bronze cauldron behind him: "It saved my life at the critical moment. It was very important. I almost lost my life just now."

(End of this chapter)