The heroine forced me to fall in love with money

In the afternoon practice, Lan Sirou didn't say anything and asked Jiang Zhinan to go.

"You just lie here and have a good rest." She said while helping Jiang Zhinan cover the quilt, her big eyes were full of concern and worry, "Take care of your body and then think about other things, understand?"

"Okay." Jiang Zhinan couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

"En." Lan Sirou responded, and then leaned forward again, leaning on the edge of the bed and staring at her like a very well-behaved puppy, "Yanyan, your face is still pale, or How about some more sleep?"

"During this period, I will always be by your side." She said, and then she curled up her lips and smiled softly, looking very pretty.

It looks reliable and warm.

Jiang Zhinan's breath was tightened by her laughter, and his heart beat a little faster.

At this moment, the sun is just right, covering the body warmly, as if it can dispel all the cold.

But Jiang Zhinan knew that these warmths were far from enough for her.

Ever since she heard the elders talk about that family in the scripture hall, one or two very fragmentary fragments always popped up in her mind from time to time.

Someone died.

Someone is running.

Someone was whispering something in her ear.

Screams, fear, corpses and blood all over the floor.

A lot of but very fragmented pictures flashed in her mind, which could not be spliced ​​or restored.

But it still brought waves of real uneasiness.

too horrible.

Jiang Zhinan closed his eyes, and shrank back into the bed as usual, hoping to escape those broken pictures.

It was at this moment that a hand suddenly reached in and found her wrist very accurately under the quilt.

Grab it, grab it, hold it tightly.

"Yanyan." Lan Sirou's voice came from outside the bed, it sounded a little muffled, as if her whole face was stuck to the quilt, "Don't be afraid, just sleep at ease."

"With me by your side, there will be no danger," she said. "You trust me."

While talking, he even gently tapped her wrist with his little finger, it was very itchy carefully.

"Yeah." Jiang Zhinan nodded in response, and then stretched his head out of the quilt again, revealing two eyes looking at her eagerly.

"Be good, be good." Lan Sirou hugged her up.

……

Lan Sirou's company and care were still very useful, Jiang Zhinan was held by her, the fear in his heart was relieved a lot, and he fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Seeing that she was asleep, Lan Sirou immediately mobilized her mind.

One is to help Jiang Zhinan improve her current state, and the other is to thoroughly investigate her physical condition.

Jiang Zhinan's physique is not like ordinary people's, the yin energy is obviously greater than the yang energy, many tendons in the body are also blocked, and the spirit energy enters the body, and there are obstacles everywhere.

If such a situation is caused by one's own reasons, it can be improved by practicing some mental methods to enhance physical fitness. Although it can't cure the root cause, it won't be as weak and chilly as it is now.

But Jiang Zhinan was different.

Lan Sirou felt that there seemed to be something in her body.

That thing was hidden in the deepest part, making it hard for people to notice, but it was still working all the time, devouring everything about her.

what exactly is it……

Lan Sirou frowned, intending to continue exploring, but had to stop.

There is no other reason, if you break through forcefully, I am afraid it will only bring more harm to the people in front of you.

What's more, she herself... is cultivating a demon, after all, it is still contrary to Jiang Zhinan's immortal law, and there is no way to change it too much.

What she can do now is only a few bits and pieces. For more things, she has to rely on her father Lan Rang for help.

Thinking of this, Lan Sirou sighed, then turned her head and leaned against the bed, just quietly staring at Jiang Zhinan's face.

When you like someone, even if you just look at her like this, you will feel comfortable.

Listening to her breathing, feeling her pulse and heartbeat, and the feeling of being with her so quietly, everything makes Lan Sirou happy and at ease.

Time passed slowly, and I don't know how long it took, just when Lan Sirou also started to feel a little sleepy, Jiang Zhinan, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly frowned.

The body also trembled unconsciously, and the hands held by her were struggling hard all the time, as if they were trying to escape some danger, and even their breathing became a lot faster.

"Yanyan!" Seeing this, Lan Sirou hurriedly sat up straight, thinking that she might be having some kind of nightmare, she quickly opened her mouth to call her.

But it was a step too late, before she could say anything else, Jiang Zhinan on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

"What's wrong with you, Yanyan, did you dream about something bad?" Lan Sirou was so distressed, she quickly bent down and hugged her, gently stroking her head, telling her over and over again that she was fine .

Perhaps the scene in the dream had hit her too hard, Jiang Zhinan in her arms was silent for a while, and then finally opened her mouth slowly, her voice was very small and full of panic.

She said, "I had that dream again..."

"I dreamed that my body was cut open, and blood flowed all over the floor. I was in pain, very painful, and I was about to die..."

When she said these words, her expression was very painful, her eyes were a little loose, as if she was still stuck in the picture and hadn't come out, she looked extremely fragile.

"That's a dream!" Lan Sirou hugged her tightly, "It's not real, don't be afraid!"

"Touch me, Yanyan, I'm the real one, the rest are fake, there's nothing to be afraid of, I'm here, I'll always be there!"

Lan Sirou said a lot, but it was almost useless, the person in her arms was still shaking, and the tears were silently streaming down, even wet her skirt.

Gotta find a way to bring her back to reality.

Thinking of this, Lan Sirou then gently opened her arms, put both hands on Jiang Zhinan's thin arms, and stared at her eyes seriously.

"Yanyan," she said, "I'm real, look at me."

After finishing speaking, he directly lowered his head and kissed her lips.

There were still tears on Jiang Zhinan's lips that hadn't dried up, and it felt cold to them.

But Lan Sirou didn't care, she gently kissed away the tears on Jiang Zhinan's lips, and then kissed her cheek, kissing all those tears.

In the end, he even kissed the corners of Jiang Zhinan's eyes that were red from crying, his movements were extremely gentle, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

After doing this, the person in his arms finally stopped shaking.

"Sirou..." Jiang Zhinan called her.

"En." Lan Sirou responded, hugged her in her arms again, and said softly, "I'm here."

And: "Sorry Yanyan, I kissed her without permission."

……

When Jiang Zhinan recalled before, he discovered that Qin Yan had lost the memory of three years ago.

No matter how hard she tried to go back, she could only see the picture of Qin Yan when he first came to the Qingguang Sect.

Qin Yan at that time was just like her now, waking up leisurely from the bed.

Standing in front of the bed were a few inner sect disciples of the Qingguang Sect. The disciples said that they had found Qin Yan from the foot of the mountain. Seeing her passed out at the foot of the mountain of our sect, they thought it might be fate, so they rescued her.

After all, of course, it happened that when the three races of humans, demons, and demons were fighting, if she was left alone, she might die directly in her dream.

Perhaps out of fear of death, Qin Yan begged hard to stay. In addition, she was later discovered to have the perfect talent for stitching corpses together, so she was accepted as an outer disciple.

The above is all that Jiang Zhinan can think of.

Thinking about it now, maybe that dream is not without trace, there is a great possibility that it is not a dream at all, but the part of her memory that was lost before.

It was because he was attacked that he passed out, and then the disciples of the Qingguang Sect discovered and picked him up.

Jiang Zhinan lay in Lan Sirou's arms and thought a lot.

The sun was about to set at this moment, and the two of them only ate breakfast all day, and didn't eat anything else until the evening.

Jiang Zhinan was unwell, so naturally he didn't have much appetite, but Lan Sirou was different, she tossed and panicked for a long time, and now she was already hungry.

Even though he tried his best not to think about it, his stomach still growled in embarrassment.

"Sirou." Jiang Zhinan heard Gululu's voice, then turned his face to look at her, and said softly, "Are you hungry?"

"En." Lan Sirou nodded pitifully upon hearing that.

"Then let's go eat." Jiang Zhinan said, apologetic in his voice, "If it wasn't because you have been taking care of me..."

"What are you talking about!" Lan Sirou quickly denied, "I'm very happy to be with Yanyan!"

"I hope you won't be polite to me." She sighed as she said, "Tell me what you think, whether it's happy or sad, tell me everything, and I'm willing to help you share."

"Understood." Jiang Zhinan nodded in response, then got out of her embrace and got up.

"Where are you going?" Lan Sirou sat on the bed and asked.

"Go eat." Jiang Zhinan smiled, "Our Sirou is so good, how can we starve her."

The tone was full of pampering.

Lan Sirou blushed when she heard this, and then she curled her lips into a smile, hurriedly stood up and walked out behind her, still muttering: "There should be a lot of delicious food now, I'll give it to you in a while. Yanyan picked up a few chicken legs, then picked up a few fish, and then went to ask for a bowl of porridge..."

"It's not in a hurry." Jiang Zhinan couldn't help but chuckled when he heard her say that.

"Huh?" Lan Sirou answered subconsciously, and raised her eyes to look at her.

In the next moment, the two looked at each other.

The moonlight tonight is very bright, bright and flawless, the wind is very light, and the fragrance of grass and trees blows gently into the house, hovering between the two of them.

Jiang Zhinan took a step forward, grabbed Lan Sirou's hand, and then tiptoed to kiss her forehead.

A soft kiss, some warm and some cold.

But it still scalded Lan Sirou, and it rolled down from her forehead, and then spread to the bottom of her heart.

Then suddenly a thousand waves arose.

"Smoke..." It even caused Lan Sirou, who was always noisy on weekdays, to stutter right now.

"Hey." Jiang Zhinan nodded in response, the moonlight was reflected in his eyes, and he looked as if he could see the extreme, "I'm here, what's wrong?"

Lan Sirou's breathing suddenly tightened again.

"Kiss me again." She said like this, feeling as if she was possessed by a demon, even her voice was so dry, she begged her cautiously but full of expectation, "This is the first time you kiss me... Really, very happy."

"En." Jiang Zhinan responded, and then moved closer again.

Lan Sirou lowered her head and waited for her forehead to be kissed, her heart beating non-stop.

But at this moment, the person in front of him seemed to have suddenly changed his mind, Lan Sirou waited for a long time without waiting for another kiss.

Very nervous, Lan Sirou raised her eyes and glanced forward, but was caught by Jiang Zhinan and raised her chin.

"Let's change the place this time." She said this when she saw the person in front of her.

Then before she had time to respond, a kiss landed on her lips lightly.