smile to heart

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People who have been in a coma all night slowly wake up after the sun rises three poles.

After the rainstorm, the mist in the courtyard carried a light and moist fragrance of flowers, the windows were half-closed, and the morning breeze brought in the light fragrance.

"here it is……"

The elegant scenery above his head came into view, and Qi Zhong suddenly woke up from his confusion, and returned to the elegant cloud room, indicating that the man saved him, and he must have forgiven himself, so he came to find him. In the end, I couldn't wait even more, regardless of the pain of the new injury, I wanted to go out to find someone.

But the moment he lifted the gauze curtain excitedly, his figure suddenly stopped, his eyes were fixed on a figure leaning on the bed leaning on his forehead, and his nose suddenly felt sore: It turned out that Mu Yun had been waiting here for a long time. He is all night.

Qi Zhong blinked his sore eyes, trembling his hand, slowly raised it, and stroked the person's side face. When the warm touch fell into the palm of his hand, he stared at the person's gentle eyebrows intently, even more reluctantly.

"Finally, did I see you again? Mu Yun..."

The choking in his throat made his voice tremble, and Qi Zhong stared straight at his face, unwilling to let go of his palm.

Feeling a warm and cool touch, Mu Yun woke up slowly, the moment his gaze was fixed, he saw Qi Zhong's teary eyes, hazy, suddenly startled, subconsciously wanted to comfort and ask, but the man saw him open After closing his eyes, he quickly withdrew his hand, anxious to have nowhere to escape, and finally got into the warm bed again in embarrassment, and covered his head tightly with the quilt, as if in this way, he could escape the scene just now.

Mu Yun got up slowly, tidied up his appearance a little, and didn't go to pick up the veil. Through a layer of haze, he calmly asked: "You..."

He wanted to ask something, but when the words came to his lips, he stopped silently. Seeing that the person in the quilt was still silent, Mu Yun lowered his eyes, no longer forced, turned around slowly, and went out quietly.

Qi Zhong hid in the corner of the bed, not daring to face him, nervous and sad.After feeling that the person had left, he relaxed, smelling the faint fragrance on the soft pillow, he was relieved for a while.

Qi Zhong couldn't help complaining silently about his cowardice: Why didn't I talk to him just now?He must be waiting for me to speak first!

"Squeak--" After a moment of distraction, the sound of the door opening was beyond Qi Zhong's expectation. At a loss, he chose to pretend to be asleep first.

Mu Yun gently entered the room with a wooden tray, which contained a bowl of medicine and some candied fruit.

He walked towards the bed lightly, put the wooden tray aside, and after a moment of silence, he said softly: "Since you're awake, you should get up and drink the medicine first."

"..." Qi Zhong bit the quilt, still not daring to answer.

Mu Yun had a good temper and waited for his reply. When he found that there was no sound, he was slightly annoyed: "Why are you bothering? Doing your own body can make my heart feel bad?"

"I didn't..." Hearing his question, Qi Zhong wanted to refute urgently, but because he held his throat for too long, he let out a false voice.

Mu Yun didn't hear it, frowned even deeper, walked slowly towards the bed, his tone was serious but full of concern: "If you think so, then let me tell you...you did it."

"Ah!" Qi Zhong was very irritated by these words, the tears of emotion stained the bedding in front of him, and in the stuffy darkness, he was so excited that he was almost hypoxic.

Mu Yun couldn't bear him holding back like this, so he patted the quilt lightly, trying to get rid of his anxiety, but the people inside resisted bitterly, but heard an aggrieved question coming from the quilt: "You, tell me first , if I, I am fine, will you drive me away?"

Feeling startled by this inexplicable words, Mu Yun didn't know why he was so resistant to responding to himself.

Suddenly remembering the cruel words he said to him in the ancient temple that day, he felt a little sore in his heart, his eyes sank, and his tone was slightly bitter: "It was always...you were the one who chased me away..."

"No!" Qi finally couldn't hear his heartbreaking words, recalling the regrets and mistakes of the past, his regret and guilt oppressed his heart, fearing that he would lose another chance to explain everything clearly, he quickly opened the quilt , cried anxiously, "No! I, I never want to leave you!"

A person suddenly bumped into his arms. Before Mu Yun could react, he saw him begging pitifully: "I didn't know anything at the beginning, I only remembered the pain of cutting out my heart before I died. After a lifetime, my sanity has not recovered. That's why I said bad things to you... I regret it so much, I feel so guilty... If I could go back to the past, I wish I could be poisonous and dumb at that time, and I would never say such stupid things to hurt your heart!"

"Woooo... forgive me, I beg you not to leave me alone... I have nothing left in this world... I don't even have a home..."

Mu Yun was stunned suddenly, these few words of crying disturbed his heart, whether it was pity or soft-hearted, his heart was extremely uncomfortable, his trembling eyes were so at a loss that he didn't even know where to focus.

How can a person live well when he is deeply grateful and has no one to rely on?He suddenly understood Qi Zhong's situation, and the pleading that fell on his ears might not be a kind of entanglement, but out of trust in himself, he told him all and prayed for a kind of pitiful wish for comfort.

Mu Yun frowned and thought hard. Didn't he just hope that he could live well when he tried his best to save his beloved back?But now, where is this good word... This question is like treating a disease. If you don't treat a doctor, it is tantamount to implying that he is waiting to die...

Thinking of his hasty life seen in the past when time passed.

He remembered that the deepest part of his mind was related to himself.

Thinking of all these years, each other has regrets.

Thinking that he was also an innocent person who was inexplicably contaminated with evil spirits and could not die well, and remembered the heart-wrenching "I love you"

……

He wasn't hard-hearted at all, Mu Yun's heart had been moved long ago, but because of his feelings, he was timid and didn't dare to test it any further. Now that everything is clear, what can he not let go of?

"What did we do wrong? Why is God not willing to help us? Why have we come to where we are today?"

The moment he lowered his eyebrows, Mu Yun heard him collapse, weeping in his fragile voice, and couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his hand to pull him up, and his voice became softer and softer: "Come on, get up first... the sky is not perfect, I will make you perfect." .”

"What, what?"

Qi Zhong froze on the spot in shock, and Mu Yun slowly straightened him up, with tears at the end of his eyes, red nose, and gasping for breath.

Mu Yun pursed his lips in displeasure, took out the brocade handkerchief, gently wiped his tears for the stunned him, and joked: "In the past, why didn't I see you crying so much?"

"... Woo, Mu Yun!" Qi Zhong, who had reacted, finally felt the atmosphere of happiness, and blinked the last tear of happiness in his eyes. He happily threw himself into the arms of the other party, cuddled up, and said solemnly, "Thank you You, thank you for still..."

Mu Yun patted him on the back lightly, and smiled gratifiedly: "Okay. Don't talk about this for now, you have unhealed injuries, drink this bowl of medicine."

"En. En." Qi Zhonglian agreed, raised his head, stared at the medicine bowl in the opponent's hand, slightly surprised, "I was clearly injured, why did you boil medicine for me?"

Mu Yun sighed softly: "Who says someone is ignorant, would rather go out in the rain than open an umbrella, knowing that he is suffering from the wind and cold, but still blindly drinking strong alcohol, hurting his stomach..."

"You..." Qi Zhong stared at him delicately, and sighed resolutely, "So you were the one who asked that kid to deliver the umbrella that day... So you..."

"Hush!" Mu Yun made a quiet gesture with his fingers, and said calmly, "You know this in your heart, and it is the best answer to me. If you don't drink the medicine, you will be completely cold."

"Okay, okay. I'll drink, I'll drink..." Qi Zhong suddenly understood Mu Yun's intentions, grinned, and was about to reach out to take the warm medicine bowl, but Mu Yun moved it away, "I'll come. Your left shoulder There are arrow wounds on it, so it is not suitable to move."

Hearing this, Qi Zhong was even more moved, and obediently lowered his hand, watching Mu Yun slowly feed the medicine to his mouth, but suddenly hesitated, seeing the dark color, thinking of Feng Mei taking care of himself in the ancient temple before, quite When he was dissatisfied, he brought ten bowls of strange-tasting potion every day for himself to take, feeling a little scared in his heart. He frowned and asked in a low voice, "Will it be bitter?"

Mu Yun paused for a moment, then stared at the medicine bowl, scooped up a spoonful to taste, and finally said lightly: "Bitter."

"Ah?" Qi Zhong's eyes widened, and he didn't want to drink the medicine into his throat.

Seeing his cute appearance, Mu Yun wanted to laugh a little, and picked out the candied fruit in the jar, handed it to him, and said with a smile, "However, there is this."

Seeing the candied fruit, Qi Mo lowered his eyes sadly, remembering that Mu Yun had never tasted sweetness in nine years, he felt sad for a while, if he hadn't heard He Yinbai mentioning it by accident, he wouldn't even know that at the time In the endless deep sea, the poison of his "Three Mistakes of Life" was relieved by Mu Yun taking another poison "Lovesickness" given by Xia Lannu.

In order to cure a life-threatening love poison, the beloved must take another, more severe poison, and the two simply love each other. Nian just tasted the pain of lovesickness without losing his life.Qi Zhong couldn't imagine that if he didn't understand everything and still blamed him blindly and really hated him, the poison of "Lovesickness" would definitely make the other party's life worse than death...

Fortunately, fortunately, it's not too late.

In a daze, he had obediently drank several sips of the medicine, and all the truth was clear in his heart. He stared blankly at Mu Yun's patient demeanor, lingering on it repeatedly, as unreal as in a dream.