Do you still remember

Zhuo Ran didn't open his eyes, and said lazily, "Fu Zhiqiu, what are you doing here?"

Fu Zhiqiu bent down to pick him up from the bathtub, pulled the large piece of cotton cloth beside him to wipe his body clean, Zhuo Ran lazily closed his eyes and let him play with him, but raised his hand to stop him when he picked up the clothes Move, put on yourself, turn around and leave.

Fu Zhiqiu stood where he was, deeply feeling aggrieved by being used up and thrown away.

But... Fu Zhiqiu stood in the middle of the room and touched his chin. The phrase "throw it away after use" is very familiar.

At night, Fu Zhiqiu finally understood why the word sounded so familiar.

In the dream, it was still the amazing face when he first saw him. He rescued his injured self into a house, and after that, he disappeared every day. Only a dull boy took care of him, but no matter what, he still owed his kindness to keep it. A little life.When my health was about to recover, I couldn't sit still anymore, so I went out for a stroll, and when I looked up, I saw a piece of white clothes appearing on the roof, and the man poked his head out and smiled at himself who was strolling leisurely below: " Come up."

As if being bewitched, he jumped onto the roof, only to find in horror that most of the man's white clothes had been stained red with blood, he leaned on the roof and smiled calmly: "Please send me down!" .”

Carefully picked him up, went down the roof at the slowest and safest speed in his life, carried him into the house, changed his clothes, cleaned the wound, applied medicine and bandaged him. After everything was done, the person on the bed raised his eyes to look at him, A pair of phoenix eyes were shining brightly, and when he stared blankly, Zhuoyou's pale lips evoked a smile that was still calm and breezy: "Walk slowly."

A gust of palm wind blew by, and without the slightest thought of rebelling, I was pushed out of the door and took the door behind me. I didn't react, and I stood in front of the two closed doors, and I was even more distressed to find that I was almost helpless to this kind of situation. Li's behavior could not arouse the slightest anger, but he was deeply worried about whether he was involved in the problem of whether the wound would hurt, and all the emotions in his heart instantly turned into dumbfounding, what else could it be?This person seemed to be born to restrain him, but he didn't have the slightest temper.

Zhuo Ran opened his eyes and frowned. Recently, he always dreamed about all the things he and Fu Zhiqiu had experienced before, and they were as vivid as if they had been experienced yesterday. Logically speaking, these memories should always have been erased with some details, but in the dream However, he could clearly remember what Fu Zhiqiu was wearing and what he was doing that day, and he could clearly remember the small expressions on his face.

But is this possible?

Zhuo Ran frowned and put aside these boring thoughts, while casually thinking that he must miss someone's embrace too much, he got up and prepared to go to the place agreed with Ling Lan for today's drug test.

After Ling Lan's continuous adjustments in the past month, he has repaired most of his meridians. Now, apart from some injuries that can heal on their own, only the biggest injury in Dantian is left. Now it is considered as the last fight.

Ling Lan waited there early, with a rare layer of nervousness in her expression: "Are you here?"

Zhuo Ran nodded indifferently, and Ling Lan pursed her lips and said, "You need to be clear about the medicine I take today. My medicine is very dangerous on weekdays, but at least it can guarantee your survival, but this time I can't even guarantee a [-]% chance. And I Telling you this is not to make you retreat, all you used before were drugs, if you don’t use this medicine, you will die. Now I’m telling you, I just want you to be mentally prepared.”

Zhuo Ran looked at Ling Lan quietly, and curled the corners of his lips: "Yes."

When Linglan leaned over to hand him the medicine, she said in a low voice: "I know Fang Ji is your friend, and I also know that you are Fu Zhiqiu's person. I have to admit that I really wanted to torment you at the beginning. , but don't worry, I don't want you to die right now."

"So wait a minute, no matter how painful or difficult it is, you must grit your teeth and get through it."

Zhuo Ran picked up the medicine bowl she handed to him, drank it in one gulp, turned over and lay down on the bed next to him, and smiled softly while waiting for the medicine to take effect.

How could he be willing to die.

There was also someone who didn't remember their past, he couldn't bear it.

The effect of the medicine took effect soon, Zhuo Ran's body lying there trembled slightly, and the hand placed beside him clenched into a fist suddenly, this kind of pain was not the kind of exhilarating pain that was destroyed by the abolished martial arts. On the contrary, it seemed to be the kind of long and penetrating pain from his sea of ​​qi, grinding inch by inch. He who was always calm couldn't help but groan in pain. Jing Lian, who was hiding under the window, listened to the voice coming from the house, Her petite body was trembling, her eyes were red and she was holding back tears.

She gritted her teeth, stood up and looked into the room, and found the always proud young master lying there, with blue veins on his arms and forehead, big cold sweat dripping down from his forehead and wet the bamboo pillow, he was in a mess.

Her son has always been proud, how could he become like this?

Jing Lian staggered towards her, picked up a handkerchief with trembling hands to wipe off the sweat on Zhuo Ran's head, and wanted her young master to at least look better, Zhuo Ran opened his eyes slightly, saw her smiling slightly, and straightened up slightly The voice was weak: "Why..."

Before finishing a sentence, a mouthful of dirty blood spewed out, and he fell back to the bed with a white face, his slightly long eyelashes fluttered a few times and finally locked his once gentle gaze, after that, no matter how much Jing Lian shouted, it was all gone movement.

At the same time, Fu Zhiqiu, who was sitting bored on the soft couch staring at the pieces of Cang Ming in a daze, suddenly felt a pain in his heart. He touched his heart in doubt, glanced out of the window, and fell straight down.

Ling Lan, who was called by Jing Lian's pitiful cry, hurried in, Jing Lian turned her head, tears were still on her pretty face, she lifted her skirt and knelt down with a plop: "Medical Immortal, please take a look Him, what happened to him?"

Ling Lan frowned and went to the bedside and took Zhuo Ran's hand to feel his pulse, her brows became tighter and she couldn't help sighing: "This pulse is too chaotic, I don't know what's going on with him now."

Fang Ji behind him looked at Jing Lian, who was kneeling on the ground in despair, and raised his eyebrows: "You have only served him for such a short time, why are you so sincere to him?"

Jing Lian lowered her head, and when she regained her senses, her voice was indifferent: "Nu Nu was once rescued by the young master, so naturally she would not be that ungrateful person."

Fang Ji was about to say something more when Fu Zhiqiu's valet rushed in, crying, "Medical Immortal! It's not good! Go and see the owner of the valley! He just fainted and I can't scream stand up!"

Ling Lan was startled, got up and left in a hurry, Fang Ji and Jing Lian who stayed where they were, one had a gloomy expression and didn't know what to think about, the other just knelt in front of Zhuo Ran's bed without saying a word.

The author has something to say: This is a short story... Again, it is estimated that it will end soon orz