"Qinglian, when did you see me taking a shower?" She still couldn't believe it.
"Just when you are in a coma." Qinglian replied.
"But, I'm unconscious, how could I take a shower by myself?" There was already frost on Yi Shuihan's face.
"I brought you here. Soaking in a hot spring can relax your muscles and activate your blood circulation, otherwise how could you wake up so quickly?" Qinglian looked like she was seeking credit. Look how thoughtful I took care of you.
Upon hearing this, Yi Shuihan's face had completely cooled down. Qinglian not only saw her, but also touched her. "How many times have you taken me to the hot springs?!"[
"I don't remember it, it's about once a day." Qinglian replied.
Finally, Yi Shuihan's heart could not bear it anymore and fell into the hot spring with a thud.
...
In the next few days, Qinglian would go out to the top of Jueqiong Peak in the morning to practice, come back at noon, and then take a nap with Yi Shuihan. In the afternoon, the two of them would talk and read books.
Yi Shuihan changed the time for bathing to morning, took the time for Qinglian to take a shower, and sometimes he would go around for a while to find out what to eat.
Today, after noon, Yi Shuihan did not see Qinglian coming back. She was a little worried that Qinglian usually came back very on time, but now it has been more than an hour.
Just as Yi Shuihan was about to go out to find Qinglian, the door opened.
Qinglian was standing outside the door. Thick snow was accumulated on her hair and shoulders. She had a strong sense of fatigue on her face, her face was solemn, her eyebrows were slightly frowning, and her eyes were flashing confusion and panic. She stood like this.
At the door, like a sculpture, maybe I can't take any steps.
"Qinglian, what's wrong with you?" Yi Shuihan had never seen him look like this before, and he reached out to remove the snow on his shoulders and hair.
"...Shuihan, I'm tired." Qinglian said slowly, her tone revealing fatigue.
"Then go and take a nap." Yi Shuihan pulled Qinglian into the house and closed the door. She knew that Qinglian went to bed early and got up early, and she had to take a nap every time it was noon.
"Okay." Qinglian looked at her, smiled, and nodded.
Qinglian lies on the bed
Yi Shuihan did not kick him away as usual. She didn't know what happened to him, but when she saw that he was in a bad mood and looked tired, she couldn't get angry at him.
"Shuihan, I'm afraid." Qinglian spoke slowly, her hands and feet tighter.
"Well, what are you afraid of?" Yi Shuihan asked. Is Qinglian so powerful even afraid?
"My mind power is getting weaker and weaker. I have practiced very hard. I am afraid that it will be doomed..." Qinglian said quietly, telling all the anxiety and panic. He was glad that Shui Han was there and would let him go.
Very reassuring.
As he spoke, Qinglian fell asleep.
Yi Shuihan sighed. In fact, Qinglian is quite hard. It should be boring to practice alone on this vast snow-capped mountain.
She didn't know what Qinglian was practicing and couldn't help. She couldn't understand what Qinglian said, but she could hear his fear and confusion.
Qinglian slept until dusk before getting up. After getting up, she felt a little hungry, so she ate an unknown fruit and felt much better.
"Shuihan, why not let's take a shower together."
Hearing this, Yi Shuihan almost fell off the chair. This was too ambiguous, even though she knew that Qinglian didn't mean that: "I've already taken a shower this morning."