Little Taoist, don't run! [Entertainment]

With Bai Muyun and Mao Xiaosheng explaining what happened after Ji Qi fell into a coma, he finally understood what happened.

"Ji Xin...will he never show up again?" Ji Qi asked while sitting on the bed.

"En." Mao Xiaosheng nodded while sitting on another hospital bed, but looked carefully at Ji Qi.

Sitting on the hospital bed, Ji Qi lowered her head, her eyes darkened, she shook her head and said, "It would be great if I saw him sooner."

Knowing that he started to blame himself again, Mao Xiaosheng pursed his lips and said, "He said at the end that he wants you to live well, don't blame yourself, your obsession will not only affect him, but also affect yourself."

"Well," Ji Qi nodded, patted the back of Mao Xiaosheng's hand through the small gap between the two hospital beds, took his hand and said, "Thank you."

"Hey, hey! You two think I'm dead, right?!" Bai Muyun, who was sitting by the side, couldn't stand it anymore, threw away the fruit knife in his hand, stabbed it straight at the bedside table, and pointed at Ji Qi to threaten him. To: "I'm the guardian, don't even think about touching my family in front of me!" The second senior brother, who was born to protect the calf, said dissatisfied.

The two looked at each other, smiled at each other, and once again ignored Bai Muyun who was sitting in the middle.

"It's okay, I won't say anything, I can't control it, can I?" Bai Muyun rolled his eyes, raised his hand in surrender, got up and left the ward to play with Lu Jin.

The two patients in the ward were holding hands, like middle school students in their first love period. No one said a word for a long time, only the sound of the instrument was left in the room, which was exactly the frequency of the two people's heartbeats.

"Ji Qi..." Mao Xiaosheng hesitated, but still asked, "May I know what happened to Ji Xin?"

Ji Qi froze for a moment, unconsciously clenched Mao Xiaosheng's hand, took deep breaths for a long time, and then slowly said: "Ji Xin... was definitely killed by someone."

Mao Xiaosheng didn't speak, and sat there quietly waiting for Ji Qi's next words, but he took advantage of the opportunity to hold Ji Qi's hand, giving him the courage to continue talking.

"At that time, he was still young, and I was not yet sensible. Ji Xin had a high fever for seven days. The hospital gave me so many medicines and tried everything, but he just fell into a coma. The doctor said he couldn't find the cause. There is no way to treat him, we can only take him home..."

Ji Qi paused, as if recalling something unbearable: "The elders in the family don't know who to listen to, and they don't know where to find a master. That person took a look at Ji Xin and said that he He was so frightened that he lost his soul, and said that he could help him calm down, but no one doubted him."

Then, Ji Qi fell into memories.

At that time, he himself was a child, watching a long-haired "Taoist priest" in a yellow robe open an altar in the living room of their house, using all kinds of weird moves, just like a show on TV In that way, he kept chanting incantations in his mouth, and danced the sword in his hand all the time, with a good appearance, and even really showed some magical and unreasonable performances.

Because of this, the Taoist priest gained the trust of Ji Qi's family. Although he himself remained skeptical, he still kept silent when he heard the Taoist priest said that Ji Xin's soul could be recalled by doing this method for seven days.

"That night, I heard movement in the room. The master of that room never let us get close, saying that our yang qi would affect his way of doing things. But out of curiosity, I saw through the crack of the door..."

That was a scene that Ji Qi will never forget for the rest of his life. Ji Xin was changed into a white plain dress by the "master", his limbs were tied up with red silk, and he was hung on the hooks on the beams of the house. The whole person formed a The shape of the "bow" is very strange, and the "master" is not knowing what he is doing in front of the altar, walking around constantly, and chanting strange spells aloud.

"Then I saw him holding a medicine bottle, opened Ji Xin's mouth, and poured medicine on him...I was scared to death...he was still a child...Ji Xin was still a child..." Ji Qi As he spoke, his eyes turned red.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Mao Xiaosheng could completely imagine the situation at that time. The scene must have been quite terrifying. It can be said that it is not surprising that it left a shadow in Ji Qi's heart. He interrupted Ji Qi's words and said softly Said: "Stop talking, don't be sad, it's all over."

"Ji Xin is still dead. No one believes what I say, but from that day on, I can feel that Ji Xin has not left, and has always been by my side, but I am afraid...I am afraid that he has been following me , I was afraid that he was blaming me for not standing up to stop him...I was afraid that he would seek revenge on me, so I was always afraid, afraid that someone would mention it...and also afraid to admit it..."

At this point, Mao Xiaosheng finally fully understood Ji Qi's previous behaviors. He was really just afraid, afraid that someone would mention it, and afraid of believing it, because he was afraid of recalling what happened that day...

"It's all over." Mao Xiaosheng pinched Ji Qi's arm, dragged him out of the memory and sadness, and said with a pursed mouth: "I promise Ji Xin that you will live well."

Ji Qi looked up at Mao Xiaosheng, leaned over suddenly, pecked his lips lightly, stroked Mao Xiaosheng's cheek with the other hand, pressed his forehead and said softly: "Although I can't remember What exactly happened, but I vaguely remember that I wanted to leave at the time, but when I saw you, I was thinking, what would you do without me."

"I will bring you back." Mao Xiaosheng suddenly put his arms around Ji Qi's neck, put his lips on Ji Qi's, and said firmly, "No matter where you go, I will bring you back." Come back." Even if he had to go against the sky, even if he had to lose his own lifespan, he would bring Ji Qi back without hesitation, live and return to his side.

Before he could finish speaking, Ji Qi leaned down and pressed Mao Xiaosheng on the bed, four lips intersected, the two exchanged warmth, listened to each other's heartbeat, and confirmed each other's intentions.

After a kiss, Ji Qi hugged Mao Xiaosheng tightly, and whispered in his ear: "But I still missed the best time to tie my soul with you..." If I am yours, you are mine too. Together, Ji Qi thought while biting Mao Xiaosheng's earlobe.

"But it doesn't matter, anyway, I'm already yours, how can I be willing to leave you again."