She sat down by the bed and didn't speak, just looked at his pale and colorless face quietly.
On the closed eyes, the dark eyelashes trembled fragilely, like a butterfly desperately trying to avoid a storm, but its wings were wet and unable to fly.
Looking at him like this, it felt like he was about to break.
Hua Xi felt sad. Long Qianyu wanted to save her, so he could whip his whip at the envoy of the Imperial Preceptor.
But he can't even get close to the temple.
He was just like this, struggling humbly in this world, struggling to survive, never daring to have big wishes, because to him, they were delusions.
However, he still allowed himself to retain his aristocracy and self-esteem.
He avoids power, avoids all good things, learns to be cautious and careful, and walks on thin ice.
The world will say he is cowardly, but he just wants to live.
However, maybe the world is so unfair, and the so-called gods have no time to care about everyone's fate.
He didn't even have a chance to live well.
A weak body and a rough fate.
It's not fair, it's not fair to him at all.
Hua Xi sniffed slightly. She believed that she had always been strong and cold, and her heart was as solid as a rock.
But after surviving the disaster and returning to the light, I found him so sad when I saw him.
As if he heard her subtle voice, Long Ganyue's eyelashes trembled slightly and he suddenly opened his eyes.
For a moment, confusion and impatience flashed across those eyes, and he turned his eyes to find her figure immediately.
The pupils gradually expanded, and her face was reflected in the eyes.
His pale and chapped lips moved slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just pursed his lips tightly, and then stared at her for a long time.
Eyes, never blinking.
Looking at her closely, it seems that in the blink of an eye, an illusion disappears.
He stared at her blankly for a long time, his pale face still had an alluring look that couldn't be concealed, but it was just too haggard and fragile.
Hua Xi's nose was slightly sour, and the corners of her mouth slowly turned upward, and she whispered: "Yue, I'm back."
At that moment, she clearly saw a flash of water welling up in his eyes, as if they were about to fall down at any time.
She didn't want to see him cry. With such a strong self-esteem, he definitely didn't want to cry in front of her, so Hua Xi suddenly leaned down and hugged him gently.
Long Ganyue raised his hands tremblingly, hugged her body, and buried his cheek deeply into her shoulder.
"Hua Xi..." He shouted hoarsely, his voice still trembling.
How afraid he was that she would never come back. When he saw her being swallowed by the black water snake in the water, how he wished it was him who was swallowed at that time...
He could be dead and all his unwillingness would disappear.
Anyway, his body, filled with sin and filth, should not exist in this world at all.
But Hua Xi...she can't die...
"Take good care of your body. We are number one in training new members of Xuanyun Sect. We cannot let others look down upon us!"
Hua Xi said softly. After a long time, she felt that his emotions slowly calmed down, and then she slowly stood up.
The corners of Long Ganyue's eyes were a little red, but his eyes slowly calmed down.
"It'll be good if you come back." She is always so bright, looking at her is like seeing hope.
Hua Xi touched his forehead. It was frighteningly hot. He quickly retracted his hand and said worriedly: "You still have a fever. Why is it so serious?"
