Fusang + Fanwai

Chapter 19 Chapter 19

Fusang probably had a dream, in the dim light, she had to see the shadow that burst out by an inch of light, she hurriedly chased after it, and the light poured out of the torn mouth shrank back little by little, The figure blurred another inch, and Fusang crawled over in fright, the light and shadow left a long imprint, she seemed to turn her head around but didn't seem to be there, slowly, làngcháo-like ink rolled up her eyes , couldn't see anything, Fusang broke out in a cold sweat,

When Fusang woke up, he saw Xihe coming in with a handkerchief. Fusang glanced at her and asked, "Where's Jiang Yun?"

Xi He frowned slightly, and kept looking into Fusang's eyes. After a long time, she said slowly, "In the backyard."

Fusang's pupils shrank, and he said angrily, "What did you do to her?"

Xi He raised his eyebrows, put the towel aside, and said calmly, "It's burned."

Fusang jumped up, and immediately took the quilt and threw it on her, "Who allowed you to burn her, you asked me."

Xi He kept looking at her in silence, the blue under his eyes was like an oil lamp covered with dust, "Jiang Yun is dead."

Fusang gave her a strange look, "She's not dead, she's not dead."

Xi He was shocked, and hurriedly held her hand to see, Jiang Yun was still lying comfortably in a coffin, "Look clearly, Jiang Yun is dead."

Fusang shook her head in pain, the warm sun shone down, and she was so bloody. In Fusang's eyes, she just fell into a deep sleep, perhaps a sweet dream.

Xihe held her in his arms, Fusang's face was blurred with tears, "It's not your fault, Ah Qing."

Fusang cried all day and all night, and sometimes he looked a little uneasy, so he would go outside to look at Jiang Yun for a few moments. Looking up at Xi He, he would ask, "Where's Jiang Yun?"

Xi He just looked at it without saying a word, then Fusang turned his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Why does she sleep a lot lately, her body will break down like this."

Xihe lowered his head and remained silent, then raised his eyes a little bit to look at her, and Fusang continued to speak on his own, "She is so pitiful, remember to talk to her more, she is so small Man, that place is cold and humid, so she is not afraid." Fusang looked at the dazzling bamboo leaves on the green field outside the window, as if its greenness could leave a mark on her eyes.

Fusang turned her eyes again, and glanced at Xi He, "She told me in her dream that bugs kept biting her, and she didn't like it. She said she liked fire."

The flames were slowly devouring, and the fireworks rushed straight up in an instant, as if they reached the sky. Jiang Yun seemed to be looking at her with a smile in the firelight, just like when we first met, she borrowed the light of the candle and dyed her eyes. A little smell of rouge, looking into her heart little by little.

Fusang has been in a trance recently, and she always asks some strange questions. She occasionally looks at Xihe and asks in confusion, "Is Jiang Yun dead?"

Xi He still didn't say a word, she watched the tea leaves floating on the water, and only concentrated on picking them up, but Fusang couldn't wait for her answer, so she asked again in a daze, "Is Jiang Yun dead?"

Xi He stopped his hand for a while, then put the teapot aside, finally raised his eyes to her a little bit, and said neither sad nor happy, "Dead."

Fusang's eyes dimmed all of a sudden, and the gray pupils became almost transparent. She just looked at it like this, as if she could look into the extremely deep blue sky.

Fusang has been recovering from her illness recently, Xi He was by her side, occasionally said some irrelevant words, and Fusang occasionally responded with a few words, and she didn't feel sleepy anymore.

Xihe went to Zhongli's to ask for medicine, and sat in her room to drink tea for half a day. Zhongli grabbed a few patches of medicine and handed them to her, "It's not like her illness will be cured in a moment."

A few pieces of tea leaves floated in the teacup, Xi He took a sip, then lost interest, put the teacup down, Zhongli looked at Xi He's haggard face, so he could only comfort him, "This medicine treats the symptoms but not the root cause, she can take it well If there are too many, it will not be good for her spirit."

Xi He nodded, his eyes were a little heavy and he said, "She's been emotionally unstable recently, I'm afraid she won't be able to think about it."

Zhongli tinkered with the medicinal materials for a while, and couldn't bear to say, "She is suffering in her own heart, you have done a good job, it mainly depends on how she gets out of it."

Xi He frowned, staring silently into the distance, and said with some uncertainty, "Then what if she can't come out."

Zhongli hesitated for a while, then changed the subject and said, "Is it true that Jiang Yun won't survive?"

Xi He turned the lid on the tumbler, and frowned slightly, "I went to ask Gui Jun, and he said that Jiang Yun is not in his life and death book."

Zhongli was a little puzzled and said, "Is there such a rare thing?"

Xi He nodded, "He also finds it strange that the Jiang family's fate has been changed beyond recognition since Jiang Yun was born. erased from the book."

Zhongli was still amazed over and over again, but Xihe only lowered his eyes, thinking a lot.

Xihe would stay by Fusang's side from time to time, she knew exactly what Fusang did and said, but recently the conversations became smaller and smaller, and sometimes she could not speak for a whole day, just staring at her eagerly, Then he closed his eyes and fell into a drowsy sleep.