Regret Records of Cultivating a Tyrant

Shi Qing was sick, but he didn't know it.

This was discovered by Jiang Yu.

Shi Qing didn't have the habit of waking up at night before, but recently he often "woke up" late at night, sat up and looked at the ray of moonlight shining into the bedroom, went down to the ground with bare feet, and called some people's names, sometimes Jiang Yu couldn't hear clearly , but you can hear it after listening to it a few times.

He was calling the names of his relatives, as well as Han Shan's name.

Sometimes I would fall to the ground, step back with my hands and feet, stare at a point, and shout that I was wrong, as if there was something horrific there.

Sometimes he would even pick up the long sword on the sword stand in an attempt to hurt himself.

At first, Jiang Yu couldn't stop him in time, causing him to cut his arm, and the blood snaked around half of his arm. When he woke up the next day, Shi Qing still felt pain, and asked him why he was injured for no reason. Fake doubts.

Jiang Yu didn't dare to tell him, so he found Liao Yunfan and told him about it.

Liao Yunfan looked solemn as if struck by lightning, he said that Shi Qing seemed to be the same as usual, but in fact it was just that he hid it too well, or that his heart disease had developed to the point that even he couldn't control it.

Jiang Yu asked him if there was any way to cure Shi Qing.

Liao Yunfan only smiled wryly, saying that no genius doctor can cure such a heart disease.

He had to pass time and let Shi Qing resolve it by himself.

Jiang Yu began to have trouble sleeping at night, and as soon as Shi Qing woke up, he woke up, hugged him to comfort him when he cried, stopped him when he drew his sword, and talked to him a lot, saying that those things had already happened. It's over, no one will blame him anymore, he said everything is Jiang Yu's fault, he will change, so please don't hurt yourself.

In his previous life, he knew that Shi Qing would have nightmares and suffer from insomnia, but he was busy with government affairs, and he only waited for Shi Qing to figure it out, wait for him to forgive himself, but he only waited for the cold body in the Jingxin Palace on the eighth day of the first lunar month of the fifth year of the new calendar. corpse.

He was afraid that Shi Qing would leave him because of such an illness in this life.

He was terrified.

So he wanted to do his best to comfort him, let him out of the predicament, and help him heal the wound in his heart.

Perhaps it was really useful to do so. After more than two months, Shi Qing woke up less frequently at night, and would no longer draw his sword to hurt himself, only talking in sleep and sitting blankly, which made Jiang Yu finally heave a sigh of relief.

But as soon as he relaxed, he fell ill.

More than two months of light sleep, coupled with high-intensity government work, no matter how strong his body is, he can't bear it.

Liao Yunfan prescribed medicine for him, and the palace servants prepared the medicine and brought it in for Shi Qing.

Jiang Yu was covered with a thick quilt, his lips were dry and flaky, but his face was red, obviously having a high fever.

Shi Qing scooped up a spoonful of decoction, blew it cool, and handed it to Jiang Yu's lips. The latter opened his mouth to drink the medicine with a happy expression.

"How did you fall ill..." Shi Qing muttered while feeding him medicine, "I see that your eye circles are black and black, did you not sleep well? How long has it been?"

"It's because you didn't sleep well, because your sleeping position is so bad that you always squeeze me." Jiang Yu laughed and joked with him.

"Really?" He was joking, but Shi Qing was really reviewing himself, he said, "Why don't we sleep separately, and you have a good rest."

When Jiang Yu heard this, he became anxious, he grabbed Shi Qing's hand, "No way!"

Shi Qing was startled by his sudden action, and a few drops of soup spilled on the quilt, Shi Qing hurriedly wiped it with a handkerchief, and replied, "No, no, can you stop being surprised, it's okay, okay?" , drink the medicine first, I won’t leave, it’s fine to sleep in different rooms.”

"Well, you are not allowed to go." Jiang Yu pursed his mouth, took the soup and drank it all by himself, and did not eat the candied fruit at the end.

Jiang Yu still didn't dare to sleep at night. When it was time for Chou, Shi Qing woke up. The first time he woke up this time, he turned his gaze to Jiang Yu beside him. There was deep disgust and resentment in his eyes. Surprised.

He got out of bed and drew his sword, pointed the sword point at Jiang Yu's neck, and said in a hateful voice, "Jiang Yu, I mistrusted you and ended up in the General's Mansion like that, and now I want your life!"

Jiang Yu was still burning right now, and his hands and feet were weak.

His throat was itchy, he coughed a few times, but he stretched out his right hand to grab the tip of the sword, grasped the blade and pressed it against his chest, bleeding out through a thin layer of underwear.

He said, "Shi Qing, if killing me can really make you feel better, then you can do it. I won't resist and I won't blame you. We just wait until the next life and we will be born as two ordinary people with no enmity. live together forever."

After all, he owed this person everything.

It is impossible to say that this life can erase the sins of the previous life.

He doesn't want Shi Qing to be tortured by these memories anymore, if his death can exchange for Shi Qing's happiness and happiness, then it will be worth it.

But he didn't wait for the moment when the point of the sword pierced his chest. He only heard a bang, and the sword fell to the ground. Shi Qing also fainted, and he didn't wake up until noon the next day.

He turned his head to look at Jiang Yu with an inexplicable expression. He rubbed his aching head and said, "Jiang Yu, I seemed to have a dream last night..."

"Is it a nightmare or a good dream?"

"It can't be said to be good, and it can't be said to be bad." I can't remember the dream clearly, I only vaguely know that there is him and Jiang Yu in the dream.

It also felt strange to him.

Hearing this, Jiang Yu sighed, gently stroked Shi Qing's face with his uninjured hand, and smiled at him, "Then take it as a good dream."

After that night, Shi Qing never sleepwalked again, and never hurt himself again. His mental state improved day by day, and finally he was completely free from the pain.

As for everything he sleepwalked and did at night, Jiang Yu didn't tell him until he died in this life.