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What she can do now is only a few bits and pieces. For more things, she has to rely on her father Lan Rang for help.

Thinking of this, Lan Sirou sighed, then turned her head and leaned against the bed, just quietly staring at Jiang Zhinan's face.

When you like someone, even if you just look at her like this, you will feel comfortable.

Listening to her breathing, feeling her pulse and heartbeat, and the feeling of being with her so quietly, everything makes Lan Sirou happy and at ease.

Time passed slowly, and I don't know how long it took, just when Lan Sirou also started to feel a little sleepy, Jiang Zhinan, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly frowned.

The body also trembled unconsciously, and the hands held by her were struggling hard all the time, as if they were trying to escape some danger, and even their breathing became a lot faster.

"Yanyan!" Seeing this, Lan Sirou hurriedly sat up straight, thinking that she might be having some kind of nightmare, she quickly opened her mouth to call her.

But it was a step too late, before she could say anything else, Jiang Zhinan on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

"What's wrong with you, Yanyan, did you dream about something bad?" Lan Sirou was so distressed, she quickly bent down and hugged her, gently stroking her head, telling her over and over again that she was fine .

Perhaps the scene in the dream had hit her too hard, Jiang Zhinan in her arms was silent for a while, and then finally opened her mouth slowly, her voice was very small and full of panic.

She said, "I had that dream again..."

"I dreamed that my body was cut open, and blood flowed all over the floor. I was in pain, very painful, and I was about to die..."

When she said these words, her expression was very painful, her eyes were a little loose, as if she was still stuck in the picture and hadn't come out, she looked extremely fragile.

"That's a dream!" Lan Sirou hugged her tightly, "It's not real, don't be afraid!"

"Touch me, Yanyan, I'm the real one, the rest are fake, there's nothing to be afraid of, I'm here, I'll always be there!"

Lan Sirou said a lot, but it was almost useless, the person in her arms was still shaking, and the tears were silently streaming down, even wet her skirt.

Gotta find a way to bring her back to reality.

Thinking of this, Lan Sirou then gently opened her arms, put both hands on Jiang Zhinan's thin arms, and stared at her eyes seriously.

"Yanyan," she said, "I'm real, look at me."

After finishing speaking, he directly lowered his head and kissed her lips.

There were still tears on Jiang Zhinan's lips that hadn't dried up, and it was very cold to them.

But Lan Sirou didn't care, she gently kissed away the tears on Jiang Zhinan's lips, and then kissed her cheek, kissing all those tears.

In the end, he even kissed the corners of Jiang Zhinan's eyes that were red from crying, his movements were extremely gentle, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

After doing this, the person in his arms finally stopped shaking.

"Sirou..." Jiang Zhinan called her.

"En." Lan Sirou responded, hugged her in her arms again, and said softly, "I'm here."

And: "Sorry Yanyan, I kissed her without permission."

……

When Jiang Zhinan recalled before, he discovered that Qin Yan had lost the memory of three years ago.

No matter how hard she tried to go back, she could only see the picture of Qin Yan when he first came to the Qingguang Sect.

Qin Yan at that time was just like her now, waking up leisurely from the bed.

In front of the bed stood a few inner sect disciples of the Qingguang Sect. The disciples said that they had found Qin Yan from the foot of the mountain. Seeing her passed out at the foot of the mountain of our sect, they thought it might be a fate, so they rescued her.

After all, of course, it happened that when the three races of humans, demons, and demons were fighting, if she was left alone, she might die directly in her dream.

Perhaps out of fear of death, Qin Yan begged hard to stay. In addition, she was later discovered to have the perfect talent for stitching corpses together, so she was accepted as an outer disciple.

The above is all that Jiang Zhinan can think of.

Thinking about it now, maybe that dream is not without trace, there is a great possibility that it is not a dream at all, but the part of her memory that was lost before.

It was because he was attacked that he passed out, and then the disciples of the Qingguang Sect discovered and picked him up.

Jiang Zhinan lay in Lan Sirou's arms and thought a lot.

The sun was about to set at this moment, and the two of them only ate breakfast all day, and didn't eat anything else until the evening.

Jiang Zhinan was unwell, so naturally he didn't have much appetite, but Lan Sirou was different, she tossed and panicked for a long time, and now she was already hungry.

Even though he tried his best not to think about it, his stomach still growled in embarrassment.

"Sirou." Jiang Zhinan heard Gululu's voice, then turned his face to look at her, and said softly, "Are you hungry?"

"En." Lan Sirou nodded pitifully upon hearing that.

"Then let's go eat." Jiang Zhinan said, apologetic in his voice, "If it wasn't because you have been taking care of me..."

"What are you talking about!" Lan Sirou quickly denied, "I'm very happy to be with Yanyan!"

"I hope you won't be polite to me." She sighed as she said, "Tell me what you think, whether it's happy or sad, tell me everything, and I'm willing to help you share."

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