Touch the cold

After Mo Zijin finished speaking, he helped Qin Yi up. Qin Yi probably felt a little pain from the burnt wound on his leg. When he stood up, his face was slightly distorted, and he was still holding Mo Zijin's arm tightly. put.

Mo Zijin supported Qin Yi, patted his hand, and comforted him: "It's okay, just bear with me, and I'll take you to the capital right away."

Qin Yi didn't show any reaction on his face, he just walked slowly with Mo Zijin, looking down at his feet while walking.

Mo Zijin supported Qin Yi with one hand, and opened the door with the other. He saw Qi Shuang waiting outside the door. Seeing that Qin Yi had woken up, Qi Shuang hurriedly took a step forward, smiled apologetically, and grabbed Qin Yi's arm. , asked eagerly: "Qin, are you okay?"

"I told you not to touch him." Mo Zijin said while pulling Qi Shuang's hand away and glaring at him.

"Okay, okay, I won't touch him." Qi Shuang took his hand away and asked Mo Zijin, "How is it? Did he suffer any serious injuries?"

Mo Zijin sneered at Qi Shuang: "You don't need to worry about it." After saying that, he wrapped Qin Yi's arm around his neck and helped him walk out of the courtyard.

"Where are you going?" Qi Shuang asked their backs.

Mo Zijin didn't answer.

"What... what's the matter?" Lingyou left the door early this morning, and only came in through the short door at this time, and saw Mo Zijin walking out while supporting Qin Yi as soon as he entered the door.

"Ask Qi Shuang." Mo Zijin gritted his teeth and replied.

As soon as Ling You turned his head, he saw Qi Shuang in the courtyard, walked over to him and asked, "What's going on? What did you do?"

Qi Shuang gave Lingyou a hard look, turned around and left, and when Lingyou turned his head again, Mo Zijin and Qin Yi had already left the low gate.

Fortunately, it was winter and the weather was cooler, Qin Yi's burns healed relatively quickly, and walking this road with Qin Yi made Mo Zijin's heart tugging all the time.

Mo Zijin found that Qin Yi didn't even know how to eat by himself now. When the food was placed in front of Qin Yi, he would just stare at those things in a daze. He didn't even know how to use chopsticks. He poked it, poked it for a while, and then touched it with his hands.

The first time he saw Qin Yi like this, Mo Zijin didn't stop him, but huddled in the corner, watching Qin Yi poke the food one by one, and then looked at his oily hands.Mo Zijin's heart turned cold, and he squatted in the corner with his head buried in his head, unwilling to see Qin Yi again for a long time.

It's just that this kind of Qin Yi is very close to Mo Zijin. Seeing him hiding in the corner of the wall, he went over and huddled there with him, silently next to him, and even wiped away a drop from the corner of Mo Zijin's eyes with his oily hands. tears.

Mo Zijin sniffed, but decided to raise his face, smiled softly at Qin Yi, then went to take the leftover food on the table, and fed it to Qin Yi bite by bite.

Qin Yi not only couldn't even eat food by himself, but he didn't even respond to a word Mo Zijin said to him. He either looked away quietly or stared at Mo Zijin absent-mindedly.

"Are you mad at me?" Mo Zijin often asked Qin Yi while pinching his face.

Qin Yi stood on the spot, blinking his eyes.

"Qin Yi, you can either restore me to my original state now, or never see me again." Mo Zijin continued, gritted her teeth.

Qin Yi just blinked his eyes, his face was calm, and Mo Zijin couldn't find any flaws in his gaze.

"Okay." Mo Zijin nodded angrily, "Are you just pretending to be a fool with me like this? Then I'm leaving, and you can go wherever you like." After Mo Zijin said that, he turned and walked away, walking quickly , It made the dead branches on the ground "click and click".

After walking about dozens of steps, Mo Zijin stopped and looked down at the ground.This time it was 49 steps, Mo Zijin thought, this time he took one more step than last time.

Only this time, Qin Yi still didn't follow, but just stood at the original place, looking at Mo Zijin quietly.

Mo Zijin sighed heavily, turned around and walked back to Qin Yi's side step by step.

Qin Yi didn't take his eyes off Mo Zijin, watched him walk towards him step by step, then tilted his head slightly, and gave him a shallow smile.

"You must be pretending." Mo Zijin gritted his teeth and said, "If you have the ability, keep pretending. If I find out one day that you are lying to me again, I will definitely not make it easier for you."

Qin Yi glanced at Mo Zijin's face, then lowered his head, and crushed a freeze-dried dead leaf on the ground.

"Okay, let's go, we still have to hurry." Mo Zijin took Qin Yi's hand, held it in his own, and said, "Follow me closely, you can't lose it."

Mo Zijin walked in front, and Qin Yi followed half a step behind him. On the way to the capital, Mo Zijin was always thinking about things from a long time ago, thinking about what Qin Yi had done before. Thinking about the wrong thing, Qin Yi's face became blurred in his mind, and his figure gradually became transparent, so he couldn't see it no matter how hard he searched.

Every time at this time, Mo Zijin would turn around and look at Qin Yi behind him before he breathed a sigh of relief, then hugged Qin Yi lightly, and said, "You must be fine."

However, as time passed, Mo Zijin knew that his wish might not come true.

A month later, on the long street in the capital, the appearance of the Wu family pharmacy hardly changed. Wu Xun counted the fresh herbs and hummed an opera he heard yesterday, looking in a good mood .

"Treasurer Wu."

Mo Zijin came early that morning, and Qin Yi followed him silently, and followed him into the pharmacy. The smell of traditional Chinese medicine in the pharmacy made Qin Yi frowned, and his eyes turned to him curiously. Look around.

Hearing this, Wu Xun hummed a little song and raised his head from the medicine. Seeing the two people in front of him stunned, the song he was humming stopped abruptly. After a while, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, then put down the medicine in his hand, He quickly walked out of the cabinet.

"Mr. Mo, Mr. Qin, why are you here? I thought you were not in the capital anymore." Wu Xun said.

Mo Zijin looked haggard, and smiled palely at Wu Xun, "We came here specially to find you."

"Oh?" Wu Xun hurriedly invited the two people to sit down and talk, poured two cups of tea in a hurry and placed them in front of them, "What do you want from me?"

Mo Zijin didn't answer, but turned his head to look at Qin Yi. Wu Xun followed Mo Zijin's gaze and looked at Qin Yi as well.

Qin Yi lowered his head and smelled the fragrant tea in front of him, put his cold hands on the side of the tea cup, then looked up at Wu Xun, then at Mo Zijin.

"Young Master Qin...what's the matter?" Wu Xun looked at Qin Yi for a while, then found that he was a little abnormal, and asked Mo Zijin.

"He's been like this for a while." Mo Zijin looked at Qin Yi and said, "It's as if he didn't know anything all of a sudden."

Wu Xun opened his mouth and looked at Qin Yi again. Like Mo Zijin, his deepest impression of Qin Yi was his eyes, which were cold and arrogant, but now Qin Yi's eyes seemed to be looking at Qin Yi. A child lost in the fog.

"What... what happened?" Wu Xun continued to ask.

"Big fire." Mo Zijin narrowed his eyes, "Qin Yi was rescued in a big fire. At that time, he had several burns on his body and a bruise on the back of his neck."

Wu Xun listened carefully to Mo Zijin's narration, and hurriedly stretched another chair from the side, and gently pulled Qin Yi's wrist, and took his pulse.

Qin Yi was stunned for a moment, but did not resist. He watched Wu Xun's fingers move slowly on his wrist, then blinked and looked at Mo Zijin.

Mo Zijin just smiled at Qin Yi.

It took Wu Xun a long time to take this pulse, and there was nothing wrong with the pulse at the beginning, but after careful inspection, Wu Xun still found some problems.

"I really don't want to ask you about the result." Mo Zijin said with a wry smile seeing Wu Xun take his finger away from Qin Yi's wrist.

Wu Xun lowered his head, picked at a stain on his clothes, and said after a while, "This disease is somewhat rare. Counting my father's generation, I have only encountered one such patient before."

Mo Zijin took a deep breath and said, "Then, will he get better?"

"It's hard to say." Wu Xun shook his head, "So it's better for you to know about Mr. Qin's current illness."

"Okay, tell me." Mo Zijin nodded and said.

"Well, let me make a metaphor for you." Wu Xun said, stretching a piece of paper full of names of medicinal materials from the table, and spreading it in front of Mo Zijin: "If we compare each of our lives to For a piece of paper, the words on the paper are our names, relatives and friends, life experiences, etc. However, the current Qin Yi..."

Wu Xun paused, folded the paper in his hand and took it back, and continued: "He is just a piece of white paper."

"Blank paper..." Mo Zijin repeated in a low voice, then turned to look at Qin Yi, "Not even a single ink mark left?"

Wu Xun nodded, and said, "Perhaps he was smothered by the smoke and dust that day, plus some external injuries, these factors added up, and Mr. Qin became what he is now."

"Then... the years he has lived are all void? He won't remember the people and things he met, will he?" Mo Zijin asked calmly.

"Yes..." Wu Xun replied, "Everything about Mr. Qin may have to start all over again."

Mo Zijin lowered his head, he didn't even have the strength to look at Qin Yi at this moment, he didn't believe that the love-hate entanglement of these years could be pulled away so easily, and he didn't believe that Qin Yi was really willing to throw it all away.If possible, Mo Zijin really hoped that he was the one who was in the sea of ​​flames that day, and he would rather burn himself to death than walk the rest of the way in vain.

"Actually..." Seeing that Mo Zijin remained silent, Wu Xun continued, "It's not necessarily a bad thing to start over. Some things from the past, just forget it."

Mo Zijin shook his head slowly, "I will help him remember the things that belong to him. One day in the future, I will return all these things to him."