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On the second day of Xuezhao, Qu Fan had a fever.

The reason is that watching the fireworks last night, Qu Wen drank a little wine and stood in the yard for a long time in thin clothes. Kong Yunluo reminded him, and he also said that he is an upright, youthful and vigorous man, and he will not be cold.

So Kong Yunluo was woken up by the heat in the morning, and Qu Wen beside him was scalding like a big fireball.

"Exuberant man?" Kong Yunluo sneered, and he still put the twisted towel on Qu'an's face.

Qu Yan's eyes turned into mosquito coils, he was powerless to resist, and felt the cool towel was very comfortable.

Kong Yunluo took off the towel again, folded it neatly and put it on Qu Wen's forehead, and said, "It deserves it, what's so good about fireworks?"

Qu Yan's cheeks were abnormally red, and he looked at Kong Yunluo with those eyes that were foggy from the heat, "Chinese New Year... just to watch the fireworks... Let's watch it together, how nice..."

"As long as you think it's good." Kong Yunluo muttered, "I don't like fireworks."

But he still remembered last night, when Qu Wen held his hand, that thin hand was still big for him, it could wrap his whole body, it was very warm.

When the fireworks are in full bloom in the night sky, Qu Yan is also illuminated. He looks up at Qu Yan, and Qu Yan also looks at him with a smile, and there are fireworks in those eyes.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Qu Wen coughed a few times with a wrinkled face, and couldn't help shrinking even tighter, "Luo Luo, pour me a glass of water, cough cough!"

Kong Yunluo went to pour water, but in the past it was Qu Wen who boiled the water, but he couldn't do it this morning, the water in the pot was still the cold water left over from yesterday.He subconsciously wanted to use his internal energy to heat it up, but he hadn't eaten maple fruit today, and he only felt a tingling pain in his dantian when he invoked his internal energy, and a network of red marks appeared faintly on his skin.

A shadow flashed across Kong Yunluo's eyes. He took the water and let Qu Ming drink it. After turning his back, he took out a handful of maple fruit and chewed it in his mouth. The sour and bitter taste stimulated his mouth. This time he finally stopped feeling nauseous about it.

Flexible mobilization of internal force and driving things with internal force can only be done by first-rate masters, that is to say, he has to recover to [-]%, which cannot be achieved by a mere few maple luan fruits.

He felt much better after drinking the water, he smiled weakly at Kong Yunluo, "Thank you."

Qu Yan is in this state, just drinking water is not enough, Kong Yunluo wants him to taste the taste of maple fruit, but seeing Qu Yan's paper figure that can be pierced with a finger, Kong Yunluo's little kindness erupts , did not toss him.

Since Kong Yunluo fell ill last time, Qu Yan prepared some typhoid herbs at home, and Kong Yunluo found them and cooked them. Before cooking, he had to add firewood, fetch water, and wash the medicine stove, which was extremely trivial.

After finishing everything, he sat on the low stool next to him and watched the fire, propping his cheeks with a depressed expression.

Qu Yan tilted his head and looked at the little Kong Yunluo sitting by the stove to cook medicine for him, feeling relieved and relieved in his heart, a bit like my family has a young child growing up.

After the medicine is cooked, Qu Ming drinks it.After a hot bowl of medicine, Qu Yan broke out in a little sweat. Kong Yunluo asked him to change his clothes, but his fingers were weak and he couldn't even unbutton them. He explained.

"It's really useless, it's just a bit of wind and cold." Kong Yunluo said.

"Luo Luo is very powerful, he can take care of his brother at such a young age." Qu Yan smiled.

I am older than you.Kong Yun said in his heart.

At this time, he and Qu Wen were very close, and he could faintly feel the heat oozing from Qu Wen's body, as well as the stronger smell of medicine than usual.

After putting on clean clothes, Kong Yunluo heard another grunt, and raised his head to look at Qu Fan with delicate eyes.

Qu Yan was also a little embarrassed, hid in the quilt and said, "I wanted to cook vegetable porridge this morning."

Kong Yunluo rolled his eyes at him, and without saying anything, he jumped out of bed and walked out of the room.

"Don't run around..." Qu Yan said weakly.

After an unknown amount of time, Qu Yan seemed to have fallen asleep again, but his mind was clear. It was like an out-of-control projector, replaying his previous life non-stop, including grandpa, aunt Luo, doctor, and modern everything in life.It seemed real, yet out of his reach.

"Wake up, wake up."

Someone was shaking his shoulders, the handkerchief on his forehead was removed, and it was cool again after putting it on again.Qu Yan opened his eyes, the scene in front of him was blurred and distorted, he asked hoarsely: Where am I?

"Didn't you want to eat porridge?" Kong Yunluo patted Qu Fan's face, "Don't get up to eat yet."

Qu Yan blinked and woke up.

"Porridge?"

Kong Yunluo raised the bowl to Qu Wen's face expressionlessly, the porridge in it was indeed good, and it was still steaming, with a slight salty fragrance, it smelled very appetizing.

"Who did it?" Qu Yan asked in surprise.

"Me." Kong Yunluo said.

"You know how to cook porridge?" Qu Yan was even more surprised. He took a sip, and it was soft and thick, and he could still chew small pieces of meat. It was unbelievably delicious.

"What's your face?" Kong Yunluo frowned displeased.

"It's like picking up a treasure." Qu Wen said with a smile, "Luo Luo is so versatile, even more capable than me."

Kong Yunluo snorted, looking dismissive.

Although Qu Yan was hungry, he didn't have much appetite, and he was full after eating half a bowl, but this was the porridge that Luo Luo made for him, and he didn't want to have any leftovers, so he stuffed it into his mouth.Kong Yunluo saw that he had difficulty swallowing, so he grabbed the bowl and said, "If you can't eat it, don't eat it."

"I'm sorry." Qu Yan blamed himself, "It's very delicious."

"..."

Kong Yunluo felt furious, but it wasn't anger, but rather helplessness and unknown sourness. His voice was soft: "Got it. I'll cook again when you recover."

Qu Yan said with a smile, "Luo Luo is like a little adult."

After taking the medicine for half an hour, Qu Wen's body temperature dropped, but in the afternoon it relapsed, even worse, Qu Wen was sweating all over, he was so hot that he lifted the quilt, half exposed his chest, and the beeping machine was in a panic. He frowned tightly in pain.He clutched the clothes on the front of his chest tightly, his lips trembled and opened and closed, but he could only make a vague tone.

Kong Yunluo immediately knew that he was ill, and he also boiled the medicine that Qu Fan usually took, so he helped Qu Fan to feed him.Qu Yan swallowed with difficulty, but most of it overflowed.His whole body was weak, his clothes were also darkened by the medicinal juice, his breathing seemed to be choked, and his air intake was getting less and less, as if... he was about to die.

Kong Yunluo was suddenly at a loss, staring blankly at the messy Qu Fan.

Qu Yan's fate, he has always known that he has never seen Qu Yan's illness before, but Qu Yan can always maintain his sanity, and he can feel that the candle of Qu Yan's life is still burning.

But this time, the wind was blowing, and the weak fire was swaying in the wind, and it would soon be extinguished.

Can't die.

Kong Yunluo's body automatically got up, he pulled Qu Wen up, and sat cross-legged behind Qu Wen, with his hands resting on the weak back, and the remaining internal force poured into Qu Wen's body from the palm of his hand.

But just for a moment, Qu Yan's whole body trembled violently, and then spit out a mouthful of blood with a wow, and his body completely went limp.

Kong Yunluo looked at the puddle of blood on the quilt, his pupils trembling, he stretched out his hand to touch Qu Wen's neck, without beating, and then grabbed Qu Wen's wrist, his pulse stopped.

he died.

Kong Yunluo blinked, but it was dark in front of his eyes, as if he was dazzled by the fireworks at that time, he couldn't see anything.

Brother died.

Kong Yunluo pulled Qu Wen into his arms, hugging Qu Wen's head tightly, with his cheek against Qu Wen's forehead, as if by doing so, Qu Wen would not be taken away.

thump.

Ok... it hurts.

dong dong.

It seemed to be pierced by an awl thick as a thigh.

Boom, boom, boom.

what happened?

Qu Yan opened his eyes, his whole body was weak, his mouth smelled of rust, but his arms were unusually warm.

He lowered his head and saw Kong Yunluo's little face. It was rare for this child to be so close to him, with his head on his shoulder and his hands on his waist.

Qu Yan touched his forehead, the fever had subsided, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at the window, it was dawn, could it be the second day now?

Qu Yan sat up, although he tried his best to be careful, but still woke up Kong Yunluo.

"Oh, sorry." Qu Wen smiled, "I woke you up."

Kong Yunluo's eyes were confused for a moment, then he opened his eyes wide in astonishment, almost jumped up, grabbed Qu Wen's shoulders, touched Qu Wen's face and neck indiscriminately, and then leaned into Qu Wen's arms to listen to what was said there. heartbeat.

jumping, alive.

Although Qu Yan was puzzled, he still laughed and said, "Which one is this? A newly invented way of saying good morning?"

"You're still alive." Kong Yunluo said, his ending sound was very floaty, still unbelievable.

"Of course I'm alive." Qu Wen said, "I just caught a cold, not a serious illness."

But you clearly died in front of me.

"Have you had a nightmare, haven't you?" Qu Yan patted Kong Yunluo's head, "I woke up. I have to rinse my mouth. Did you feed me something strange yesterday?"

As he said that, he got out of bed and went out, leaving Kong Yunluo in a daze for a long time.

After Xiao Zhi came back, Duan Qianjun was always restless.

I don't know when, he began to alienate and avoid this brother who grew up together as a brother. Before, they could sleep on their feet and have a long talk, but now he is not even comfortable in the same room with Xiao Li.

If I knew it earlier, I would just find something to do and not stay in the villa.Duan Qianzhen was furious.

"Qianyun."

A familiar voice came from behind.

Again.

Duan Qianjue almost wanted to run away, but he held back, and turned his head calmly, with an ordinary and dull face, and a hoarse and deep voice, which was very different from his original tone, "Master Xiao, you misidentified me!" gone."

At this time, Qian Xuan changed his face, pretending to be a person from the hidden door, that person has not returned yet, and he is usually inconspicuous, so he can just borrow it and use it.

Xiao Chou was taken aback, apologized politely, and said: "Xiao seems to have met Xiongtai a few times, is Xiongtai from the hidden sect?"

"Exactly." Duan Qianjun replied calmly.

"That's right, can you tell me where your sect master Duan is?"

"The head of the sect took up a new mission and went down the mountain yesterday, and he won't be back for a year or so." Duan Qianjun said, he did have plans to go down the mountain, and it might be better for him to be separated from Xiao Li for a longer time.

"Really? But I didn't see the name of Sect Leader Duan in the register of non-returners. On the contrary, Brother Chen, your name is still there." Xiao blamed.

The non-return register is a special record of the execution of the tasks of the non-return villa. Those who are in the villa are anonymous, and those who go out are famous.

The non-registration register is under the control of the Imperial Gate Office.

The corners of Duan Qianjun's lips drooped.

Xiao Zhi was helpless: "Qian Xuan, I recognized you at a glance. What happened, you want to avoid me like this?"

Duan Qianjun didn't make any excuses, and said coldly in his original voice: "Hiding? I'm just tired of you."

These words stabbed Xiao Li, his eyelashes trembled, and he was a little sad and puzzled, "It's me, what did I do wrong?"

Duan Qianzhen gritted her teeth secretly, regretting what she said, but she didn't know how to take it back, her eyes flickered a few times, and suddenly saw an acquaintance, she immediately walked over and called out: "Then who, Liu Xin!"

Liu Xin, that is, Director Liu stopped in his tracks. Today, the fourth director of the side courtyard will not return to the villa to offer a gift, so he will appear here.

"Hello, my lord." Mr. Liu bowed his hands respectfully to Duan Qianjun.

"Don't you remember my voice?" Duan Qianyu frowned.

Liu Zhangshi thought for a while, then turned pale and knelt down, "So it's the head of Duan sect, the little one has eyes but no eyes."

Duan Qianjun waved his hand to indicate that it's okay, and let Liu take charge.

No longer facing Xiao Li, Duan Qianjue felt a lot more relaxed. He casually said a few nonsense words to Manager Liu, and Manager Liu responded respectfully. Then Duan Qianjue remembered why he remembered this manager.

"That Qu Fan, how is he doing with you?" Duan Qianxuan asked.