The heroine please let me go [Transmigration Book]

no.79 Love and Sorrow

After No. 18, Yanyin finally regained some spiritual power and woke up.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the familiar wooden ceiling, and she was taken aback for a moment before she realized that she had returned to her room in Moyin Pavilion, Taiyang Mountain.

Yanyin blinked her eyes, she felt that her body was very weak, she had no strength, her whole body was limp and extremely weak, her head was also a little groggy, and she was not in a good state.

She just lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling with her eyes open, her mind was like a ball of paste, everything was very blurry, she was so weak that she didn't have much strength to think about things.

creak...

Suddenly, the door of the room was pushed open, and the movement of the person coming was very light, as if he was afraid of disturbing the voice on the bed.

Yanyin rolled her eyes, and looked at the door from the corner of her eye. Because of the angle, she couldn't see the whole body of the person who came, but only saw the corner of the white clothes.

The man first went to the table not far from the bed, as if to put something there, and then walked towards the bed.

When the man approached, Yan Yin could see the man's face clearly, it was Yi Mo's face, which was as gentle as jade with a trace of heroism and elegance.

"Ayin, are you awake?!" Yi Mo looked at his voice in surprise, his brows that had been tightly frowned for the past few days finally relaxed.

Yanyin was a little surprised when she saw Yi Mo, but she couldn't figure out why she returned to the Shaoyang School, and why Yi Mo appeared here. Feeling drowsy and hurting, subconsciously frowned.

"What's the matter? Is it comfortable somewhere?" Yi Mo couldn't help but leaned slightly and asked when he saw Yan Yin frowned.

Seeing Yi Mo's concerned and worried expression, Yan Yin's eyes flickered, and she hadn't seen Yi Mo for a long time, but now that she saw Yi Mo suddenly, the strong longing in her heart rushed out, and she said in her heart I can't tell what it's like, but I can't help but my eyes are red and my nose is sour.

Yanyin looked at Yimo quietly, but finally couldn't hold back, a tear flowed down the corner of his eye.

I miss you so much.

After all, this sentence can't be said, she can't tell Yi Mo that she likes her, she can't destroy the relationship between Yi Mo and Zhong Liao, she can't.

"Why are you crying? Just tell me if you feel uncomfortable." Yi Mo panicked, and gently wiped Yanyin's tears away.

"I...it's okay..." Moving his lips, the voice finally opened his mouth, but his voice was a little hoarse due to the long-term coma, and it sounded extremely weak.

"You just woke up, and your body is still weak, drink some millet porridge to slow down." After saying that, Yi Mo went to the table and picked up a bowl of millet porridge, which was still steaming.

She cooks porridge every day. Although Yanyin was in a coma before and couldn't eat it, she didn't find it troublesome. For Yanyin's sake, whatever she did was good.

Yi Mo sat down beside the bed, carefully lifted Yanyin up, let Yanyin lean against him, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and blew it gently before feeding it to Yanyin's mouth.

Yanyin lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, but he just opened his mouth and ate the porridge that Yi Mo fed.

The temperature of the porridge is just right, and it is well boiled, neither thin nor thick. Although it has no taste, it is nothing to Yanyin. Just as long as the porridge is fed by Yi Mo, she can be satisfied. Pleasantly ate them all.

Yi Mo was feeding spoonful by spoonful, and Yanyin was eating bite by mouthful, the two were relatively speechless, only the small and crisp sound of the spoon colliding with the porcelain bowl and the shallow breathing of the two could be heard in the room.

When the bowl of porridge was eaten up by Yanyin, Yi Mo put the bowl on the low cabinet beside the bed, then took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped Yanyin's mouth, his eyes were so gentle that he almost drowned.

It's just that Yan Yin, who kept her eyes down, didn't see it, otherwise she would probably have heart palpitations again.

"You've just recovered a little bit, and your body is still very weak. Go to sleep again." Yi Mo helped Yanyin lie down again, and covered Yanyin with a quilt.

Yanyin looked at Yi Mo for a while, and finally closed her eyes tiredly. Although she had a lot of questions to ask, she also knew that it was useless to ask in her current state. I don't have the strength to sort things out, so it's better not to add more chaos to yourself.

Seeing that Yanyin fell asleep, Yi Mo went out lightly. Although she also vaguely felt that something was wrong with the voice after waking up, she didn't pay much attention to it. She just thought it was because she was weak and uncomfortable.

It was already night when Yanyin woke up again, the sky outside was already dark, the moon was shining brightly, and the stars were twinkling.

This time her head was finally not so dizzy, and her body also had some strength, at least she could sit up from the bed, but it still took a while to get out of bed and move normally.

Yanyin sat on the bed and raised her hand to rub her temples. Her head still hurt slightly, but it was much better than when she woke up for the first time.

She sorted out all the chaotic things in her mind, and she could probably guess that someone must have rescued herself back to the Shaoyang Sect, but she didn't know who it was.In short, she already felt very lucky not to die in the Ice and Snow Spiritual Realm, and she didn't expect anything else.

"Alas..." Yanyin sighed softly, and she felt a little headache again, and she was a little irritated by too many things.

The Heavenly Demon Cult's affairs in the Ice and Snow Spiritual Realm must be reported to Zhong Liquan, and there is no room for sloppiness in this matter.

In fact, it was Yi Mo who made her feel even more distressed. Ever since she woke up and saw Yi Mo during the day, her heart has become a mess. Coming back so unexpectedly and seeing Yi Mo, she almost died of panic. She hasn't figured out how to face Yi Mo, so she will inevitably feel a little uncomfortable when meeting her.

"It's useless to think too much. Now that you're back, you can only take a step forward." Thinking of the end, Yanyin could only sigh helplessly.

creak...

"Ayin, why are you up?" Just as Yanyin was feeling melancholy, Yimo opened the door and walked in, holding a bowl of black Chinese medicine in his hand.

"My body is always stiff when lying down, it's good to sit up and sit." Yanyin turned to look at Yi Mo.

"Proper exercise is indeed good for recovery, but it should not be overdone." Yi Mo walked to the bedside and handed the medicine bowl in his hand to Yanyin, "Drink the medicine first."

Yanyin looked at the pitch-black bowl of Chinese medicine, and smelled the faint bitterness, and couldn't help frowning. In her impression, Chinese medicine was very bitter, and she hated bitterness.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Yan Yin wrinkled his nose and asked.

"It's a medicine for treating wind and cold, and it's good for your body."

"..." Can I stop drinking, it looks so bitter.

"Why don't you drink?" Yi Mo looked suspiciously at Yan Yin who didn't move.

"Bitter." Yanyin raised his head and looked at Yi Mo pitifully, his eyes were extremely innocent.

Yi Mo was stunned for a while, looking at Yanyin's wet and innocent eyes, his heart trembled, his eyes darkened, and then he smiled softly: "Hey, drink it to make you feel better soon."

Yanyin curled her lips unwillingly, took the medicine bowl and wrinkled her face, held her breath and drank it. The bitter taste spread in her mouth as soon as she finished drinking, which made her vomit. I stuck out my tongue.

Yi Mo Chongni smiled, opened the medicine bowl, took out a red candy out of nowhere, and stuffed it into Yanyin's mouth.

The sweetness of the candy neutralized the bitterness of the medicine, and the tip of his tongue licked the candy in his mouth, and Yanyin's originally bitter and bitter face immediately became clear.

"By the way, how did I get back?" Yanyin asked while biting the candy.

"I found you on the edge of a cliff in the Ice and Snow Spiritual Realm." Yi Mo replied.

"On the edge of the cliff?" Yanyin frowned, she remembered that she should have fallen to the bottom of the cliff, how could she be on the edge of the cliff?

"What's wrong?" Yi Mo couldn't help asking seeing Yanyin's expression changed.

"No...it's nothing." Yanyin smiled, "It's just that my mind is a little fuzzy, and I don't have a clear memory of some memories before coma."

"If you can't remember, don't think about it, just come back."

"Where is Master? I want to see Master."

"It's getting late today, Master should be resting, I'll call Master over tomorrow for you."

"Don't bother Master to come here, I can find him by myself tomorrow."

"You're not in good health yet, you'd better rest more, don't run around, let Master come over."

"Okay, then... that's it." Yanyin hesitated for a while, but finally agreed, because she saw the persistence in Yi Mo's eyes. I'm afraid Yi Mo would not allow me to run out no matter what, I still It's better to be patient.

"Good boy. You have a good rest, don't run around, I'll come back tomorrow." After finishing speaking, Yi Mo left, leaving Yan Yin in the room alone, staring at Yi Mo's back in a daze.

Yi Mo's tenderness really made her greedy and intoxicated. Yi Mo is always so gentle and careful. She almost couldn't hold back just now and wanted to go up and hug Yi Mo, but she tried her best to restrain herself. She couldn't help it. Show it, so she can only secretly feel sad alone.

She was actually wondering if she shouldn't have come back. After she came back, all her emotions exploded. She was so upset that she could only pretend that nothing happened.

The candy in her mouth was still there, sweet but not greasy, just like the tenderness Yi Mo gave her, it made people nostalgic and couldn't help wanting more.

Kaka…

Biting the candy hard, Yan Yin felt as if he was eating a bitter fruit, but this bitter fruit was not bitter, but so sweet that it made people want to eat more.

"I think I'm probably hopeless." With a wry smile, Yanyin raised his hands to cover his face, as if a tear had fallen on the bed.

What should I do with you, Yimo...

I'm really about to be driven crazy by the emotions I'm full of.