I can no longer sense the change of day and night, and I don’t know when the waning moon will fall and when the dawn will come.

In a blink of an eye, it was noon and I survived another night.

Bai Xiaodian went out very early, came back halfway, brought lunch and a magazine to Changyu, and sat for a few minutes and left.

The sun had already begun to slant towards the horizon, stretching the shadow of the window frame and landing on the ground. The lunch brought by Bai Xiaodian was still placed on the table intact. Changyu had no intention of eating. He picked up the magazine and looked through it over and over again, but he could not concentrate his energy.

Every scene of rescue last night echoed in front of her eyes, making her scared. Every second of suffocation was enough to make her die several times.

The patient in the next bed had already completed the discharge procedures. Several people came here, all relatives and friends, who came to pick him up. A group of people happily packed up their things and left the ward with the patient.

The pleasant greetings gradually moving away outside the ward exaggerated the increasingly lonely waiting in the ward. Changyu turned the magazine from beginning to end and stared at the colorful advertising information on the last page.

After a while, she raised her tired eyes and stared at the person on the bed.

No matter whether you can find a treatment solution, I will be with you. I will always wait for you to wake up.

The magazines in his hand were wrinkled, and the long fish leaned forward a little, bent down, and gently pressed the shank's forehead with his lips.

"This won't work."

The long fish was startled, and a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, and her body, which had not yet been straightened, froze in the air.

The person on the hospital bed had a pale face and closed eyes, which was as quiet as before.

The illusion actually arose. The long fish mocked herself, and the glimmer in her eyes dimmed again.

"If you want to kiss, you can't just kiss your forehead." The voice of Maoshan came to his ears again.

The person under him slowly opened his eyes and a weak smile appeared on his face. Before his smile had been completely spread, he was hugged by the person in front of him, and his slender arms were wrapped around her neck, becoming tighter and tighter.

"Long fish, le... it's too tight, I... I can't breathe reads;." The shank leaned his head slightly toward the person on his body, his voice very small and gentle.

The person on his body did not answer, and his hands loosened a little. The tung syrup felt something dripping on his shoulder, one drop or two drops, warm and moist.

"Long Fish." The shank screamed softly, stroked the long fish's head, inserted his fingertips into his soft black hair, rubbed them, and comforted, "Are I okay?"

The Changyu still didn't say anything and lay on the shank. After a while, she spoke, "I will not be allowed to participate in such a dangerous thing again in the future."

The warm breath squirted on the ears, itchy and numb. Maoshan's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up, and he rubbed the long fish's hair and took a deep breath, "But what if my cousin needs my help?"

"If Xiaodian needs help, you can go." Changyu thought for a while and replied.

"What if someone else needs my help?"

"..." Changyu stood up, rubbed his back of his hand and looked at the shank with red eyes, "Where do you have so many if?"

"My master once taught me that those who practice Taoism should care about the people, save the world, put life and death aside, and maintain peace in the world." Mao Shan smiled again and explained patiently.

This smile is as gentle as the wind, as if it is three autumns apart.

"Then what if you have any problems, what should I do?" Changyu looked at the shank steadily, and his mind flashed with his ups and downs over the past few days, with fear and worry intertwined in his eyes.

"I......"

"Okay, I promise you that I will not let myself have something to do, I will not be so careless, and I will not leave you alone." The shank stared at the eyes of the long fish, and the ripples in the deep pool seemed to be saying an eternal oath.

After two seconds of silence, "Changyu, I just said that if you want to kiss, you can't just kiss your forehead." Maoshan stared at Changyu seriously, his eyes full of pampering and tenderness.

"What do you want?"

The shank showed a bad smile, held it up from the bed, closed its eyes, and pouted its mouth.

"By the way, moist, when did you become a practitioner?" Changyu asked suddenly.

"I... am the direct descendant of the Mao family, and naturally I am a practitioner of Taoism." Mao Shan was a little speechless by the sudden problem of Changyu.

"Should those who practice Taoism be pure and have no desires, no desires?" Changyu said seriously, while posing as if he was thinking, his face gradually improved with the recovery of the silhouette. "Wouldn't you break the precept of lust like this?"

"You are talking about monks, we Taoist priests don't promising this!" Mao Shan then discovered the trick of the long fish and retorted.

The long fish glanced at the shank and smiled gently, and kissed her lips like a dragonfly.

In the empty ward, the evening breeze lifted the poor curtains of the hospital. The irregular sound and coolness reflected the faint mist on the face of the woman in front of me. The air was filled with ambiguous aura that was completely different from the surrounding environment, like the drunken moon and the flowers, like the quietness of the low clouds.
Chapter completed!