MTL - How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight-Chapter 804 Do not return, such as scattered flowers (88)

  Chapter 804 The return of the wicked, scattered flowers like this (88)

   As long as Guo Zhenfei is awakened, he will not sleep all night.

   Wen Xien knew he was afraid, so he didn't dare to move.

   Zhou Wenying visited once, when she happened to meet Guo Zhenfei.

   When he saw Guo Zhenfei, his whole body looked dull and sluggish, his eyes were full of red blood, like a walking dead puppet, penetrating endlessly.

   Before she could even speak, she was intimidated by the man's icy gaze as if he was looking at a dead person.

   "Don't bother her."

   The man's voice was hoarse, and it was not really pleasant.

   Zhou Wenying did not have the courage to go in the end, and almost ran away.

   Guo Zhenfei heard a suppressed coughing sound as soon as he opened the door. He paused, then closed the door and walked over.

   Wen Xien squeezed the blood-stained silk handkerchief in his palm, pretending to ask casually.

   "Did someone come from outside the door just now? I seem to hear someone else's voice."

   Guo Zhenfei walked over and tucked the quilt for her, and whispered, "No one."

   Wen Xien was lying on the bed with the man beside her, she couldn't bear the deep sleepiness and fell asleep in the end.

   Hearing her steady breathing, Guo Zhenfei raised his eyes, got up and quietly took the silk handkerchief she held in his palm.

   opened it, and the bright red blood-stained words stabbed his eyes.

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  Summer is here, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, but Wen Xien's body temperature is getting colder day by day, and his body is getting worse day by day.

   She is locked in a dark room every day. Wen Xien has not known how long it has been, and she has never seen the sun. She already knows that she may not be able to spend the summer this year.

   The number of times he coughed up blood became more and more frequent, and his originally thin body was now only a handful of bones. Once, when he looked in the mirror, his hair turned white.

  The mirror disappeared the next day, so you don't need to guess who took it away.

   Once again, when Guo Zhenfei finished feeding the medicine, Wen Xien still had candied fruit in his mouth, and asked slowly, "Am I ugly now?"

   She must be as thin as a bone spirit, her hair is white, and she doesn't look good.

   Guo Zhenfei touched her hair, and his fingers trembled when he saw the silver hair that was almost all white.

   He said: "It's not ugly, it's still the same as before, like a fairy."

  Wen Xien seriously observed the man's expression to see if he was lying, but the man's expression seemed extraordinarily sincere and serious, without a trace of dodge.

   This made her reluctantly believe it.

   She was held in his arms by the man, and her ears were placed against the man's heart.

   "After I leave, you must take good care of Xiaohua for me. He is the one who worries me the most."

   Hearing what she seemed to be explaining about the future, Guo Zhenfei pursed his thin lips tightly, restrained the choking in his throat, and said hoarsely: "Then you can rest assured of me?"

   Wen Xien heard that it was a little funny, and she beat the man on the chest.

   "What are you arguing with a child for? It's just your heart."

  The man hugged her tightly and did not speak.

   Wen Xien sighed and slowly closed his eyes. Crystal tears fell from the corners of his eyes and onto the clothes on the man's chest.

   "Then you have to be good too."

  People had a hunch at the moment of death, Wen Xien was lying on the bed, and Miao Hua was watching her.

   Wen Xien didn't sleep this time, she told Miao Hua to ask him to call Guo Zhenfei over.

  Miao Hua thought there was something wrong, so he ran and screamed, and the man hurried over a minute before he arrived.

  The man gently stroked Wen Xien's face and whispered softly, "What's wrong?"

   Wen Xien covered his hand, a faint smile appeared on his face, like a flash in the pan, beautiful and short-lived.

   "Is the sun big outside?"

   Guo Zhenfei was silent for a while before saying, "Not much."

   "Then take me out to bask in the sun."

  The man seemed to understand something in an instant, his face lost expression, a chill rose from the soles of his feet, and he stood stiffly.

   It wasn't until Wen Xien sat up and kissed his rough palm that the soft touch made him regain consciousness.

   She was acting like a spoiled child.

   "Take me out and take a look, I don't know how long I've been locked up, you hurt me, okay?"

  Guo Zhenfei gently rubbed the end of Wen Xien's eyes with the pulp of his finger, he opened his mouth, his throat was as dry as a pebble, and he lowered his head after a while.

"it is good."

The word    seemed to be squeezed out of his chest.

   He picked up Wen Xien carefully, touched his cold hands, and took the cloak to put on her: "The sun outside is not big, so it's comfortable to be in the sun."

   Wen Xien was completely powerless, his hands and feet seemed to have become decorations, and he could only rely on Guo Zhenfei.

   Guo Zhenfei hugged the person in his arms tightly and walked towards the door.

  The door was opened, the sun came in, and the warm light shone on her body, it was the long-lost sunshine.

  The yard is not big, and a big peach tree was planted. The flowers bloomed, and many buds grew, one by one, and the buds were pink and pink, like red pearls all over the branches. The flowers are pink and white, and the petals are so delicate that they seem to shake in the breeze.

   A faint sweet fragrance suddenly got into her nose, making people extra comfortable.

   There was just a rectangular stone under the peach tree, and Guo Zhenfei laid a layer of soft cushion under it so that she could make it.

  Wen Xien closed his eyes, breathed the fragrance, and a very shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

   The broken sunlight shone on her body, making her whole person look beautiful and fragile, white and transparent, as if it would disappear in the next second.

   Maybe it's back to the light, Wen Xien felt more relaxed than ever at this moment, she turned her head to look at the man, her dark and moist eyes were like quiet green lake water, her eyebrows were curved, and the amazing years.

   "I seem to be leaving..."

   She said so with a hint of lightness.

  Guo Zhenfei gritted his teeth, tears streaming down his mouth, bitterly bitter.

   He shivered and asked cautiously.

   "Can you not go?"

   Miao Hua hid behind the peach tree, clenched his trembling hands into fists and put them to his mouth, biting hard, the blood of the bite did not stop the whimper in his throat.

   He gasped violently, but he couldn't relieve the pain in his heart. It was as if he had been stabbed by thousands of small knives. He was already dripping with blood, and every breath and breath was a biting pain.

   Wen Xien's eyes were red, but she didn't let the tears fall, but complained slightly.

   "If you didn't force me to take medicine, maybe I wouldn't be in such a hurry to leave."

   "That medicine is so bitter that I don't want to drink it anymore."

  The man's eyes widened, his teeth chattering, he was frightened and helpless, and the veins on his forehead burst.

   I have a typo.

   (end of this chapter)