[Master of Magic Dao] Yangyang, eat candy

Xue Yang, who ate one of my candies, obviously talked a lot better than before. Maybe it can be counted as a friendship built on candies?

But—a seven-year-old child should be so innocent.

Xue Yang is an orphan, of course he has no home, it is getting late, I have made a decision in my heart, but I don’t know how to address him, and I finally decided to call him "brother" shamelessly, who made this body young? !

After completing my mental preparation, I faltered and said:

"That, bro..."

Xue Yang glanced at me lightly, and my face immediately burned up. The word "Brother" was stuck in my throat and I couldn't get it out. Instead, I almost coughed myself to death.

"Cough cough cough...you, come with me." I tugged at the corner of his clothes, trying to make my eyes more sincere.

Xue Yang didn't move.

I tried to tug him again, but instead of following me, he took a step back.

"Where are you taking me?"

Huh, it's a good thing for Yang Yang to be wary, Chang Yan, you can't be impulsive, and you must arrange him well.

——I meditated in my heart, calmed down and turned to him with a pure smile:

"Go to my house."

Xue Yang frowned. He was obviously only a seven-year-old child, but he clearly conveyed his deep guard and suspicion to me.

"My family...no one cares about me." I saw his vigilance, my heart throbbed slightly, and I carefully asked for his permission, "So, brother, come with me, okay?"

It took me a lot of effort to put Xue Yang in place.

In fact, it was just fetching some water for him to tidy up——

Although I almost fell into the well when I was fetching water...

Alas, the body of a child is trouble.

When they brought Xue Yang back, the room was pitch black, but there was a small bag of candy on the table, and it was unknown if Chang Ping had sent someone to bring it.

I borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, and gave sugar to Xue Yang. After watching him fall asleep on the bed, I turned off the light, closed the window, lay down on the table and said softly to the darkness:

"Good night."

As expected, Xue Yang ignored me.

Alas, now we can only take one step at a time.

I closed my eyes, worried about the medicine Xue Yang needed next, and fell asleep after a while.

When I woke up the next day, I only felt a splitting headache, and I was so dizzy that I couldn't exert myself, and I could hardly keep my eyes open.

Is it because I cried too much yesterday and slept on the table at night?

It's really too careless, I always forget that I am still a child now, and my physical fitness can't be compared with before.

I slowed down for a while, and felt someone help me up. I tried to open my eyes, and barely saw the man sitting in front of the bed through the slits in my eyes.

Chang Ping?What is he here for?

I watched in a daze as Chang Ping anxiously took a bowl of dark soup from the servant and presented it to me. His tone was unprecedentedly persuasive:

"Come on, drink the medicine and you won't feel so uncomfortable."

Before I could react, my body had already made an action——

"don't want!"

I pushed Chang Ping's hand away.

Jujube cake, pills!

Usually Chang Ping treats me as an invisible person, but now she condescends to take care of me and I'm pushed away!

He should... not call sick, right?

"Be obedient." Chang Ping's complexion was indeed not very good, but he still tried his best to maintain the initial calm attitude, and handed the medicine bowl to my eyes.

I have come to my senses completely, and I dare not do anything wrong again. I obediently took all the medicine into my stomach, and then I discovered a problem belatedly——

What about Xue Yang? !

I froze on the bed, and then I heard Chang Ping say:

"Chang Yan, take care of your illness these days, and don't run out again."

In my opinion, the words "run out" are simply underlined—there is a lot of meaning!

Before I could respond, Chang Ping said again:

"I'll tell you something when I get better."

something, what's the matter?

And are you sure a five or six-year-old child can understand these words? !

I stared at him intently, but Chang Ping didn't even bother to give me a single glance after he finished speaking. He was serious and hurried out, but he left two servants to look after me.

Now someone is watching, my body is still like this, I can only lie on the bed and worry——

Xue Yang, what is going on now!

The author has something to say: Cough, this is tomorrow’s article, but I want to post it now hahahaha (≧▽≦)

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ps: jujube cake = bad, pills = finished