Gu Fenglin said calmly: "Aren't my childhood sweethearts and fiancée both yours? Those who share hardships and wealth are all you. What they say is theirs, not mine. You should understand this."
Mu Yunhan was satisfied, hugged him, yawned gently, and fell asleep.
Gu Fenglin hugged her, his blood boiling. He couldn't help but want to bite her neck several times, biting open the blue blood vessels under the snow-white skin, and absorbing the hot fragrance inside.
But he knew he couldn't. He was a human being, not a devil or an animal.
She is also a human being and is his lover, not his food.
He pinched himself tightly, the pain waking him up.
Old Man Gu gently knocked on the window twice, reminding him that if he couldn't support it, he might as well go back.
Gu Fenglin let go of Mu Yunhan, but in the blink of an eye she came back like an octopus.
He was helpless, looking up at the tent ceiling and sighing silently.
He couldn't bear to leave her either.
We finally met each other, should we alienate her because of this reason?
He is not happy and refuses to accept his fate!
Mu Yunhan suddenly turned over and sat up: "I'm thirsty."
As she spoke, she got out of bed and walked to the table to pour some water.
She was far away, and Gu Fenglin quickly took a long breath.
But she pulled on her shoes and ran back quickly. She smiled silently, climbed onto the bed, hugged his neck tightly, and kissed his lips.
Between the lips and teeth, the cool tea and bloody smell were poured in.
Then, she pinched his nose.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the water flowed into his throat.
Like nectar and jade liquid, like a panacea.
The anxiety and insecurity just now disappeared, and warm and peaceful power flowed from his limbs and bones, endlessly and endlessly.
Drowsiness came over him like a tide. Before going to sleep, he vaguely heard Mu Yunhan whisper in his ear: "You must win against him!"
Who will win? Gu Yilan?
he thought, before falling completely into a slumber.
Gu Fenglin had a long, long dream. It was a national mourning, and everything was white.
There were countless people crying in despair, and a large army was pressing down. He saw a black figure falling straight down from the high city wall.
He wanted to get closer to see more clearly, but he was always one level away.
He woke up from his nightmare and subconsciously reached out to touch his side.
The quilt beside him was still warm, but Mu Yunhan was not there.
A low voice came from outside the door: "...you took this basket today and went to Mujia Street. Just say that you are from the south. Your sister at home is sick and you want to buy a basket of osmanthus to make osmanthus cake. Ask them where you can buy it."
arrive……"
Gu Fenglin walked to the door quietly, and through the thin mist, he saw Mu Yunhan standing at the foot of the steps, softly telling Gou Sheng'er:
"...Don't be reluctant to give up money. Ask the doctor if she has bought any medicine for her. Try to stay longer to see what she is eating, how she is living, and who is taking care of her..."
There was an old bamboo basket in front of Gou Sheng'er. The handle of the bamboo basket was wrapped with goose-yellow silk thread, and a small goldfish pendant hung on it. It looked very special and was definitely not something found casually.
He went back again and continued to lie down.
After a while, Mu Yunhan came back.
She lowered her head, looked at him with a smile, and put her hands in her armholes to warm them.
When it was warm, she stretched out her hand, gently held his face, and kissed him gently on the lips.
Gu Fenglin grabbed her shoulders like lightning, pulled and turned her over, and imprisoned her under him. (To be continued)