Chapter 787 Returning from the Death, Scattered Flowers (72)

She seemed to see it in a daze, and the child was still staring at her quietly. The feelings there were so deep and terrible. Every trace was at the extreme, full of unspeakable loneliness and pain.

Wen Xien felt heartache when he saw this look. What appeared in his mind was such a tall white figure and a cold, frosty and flawless face.

It's strange that this child is not similar to that person, but Wen Xien suddenly thought of that person.

Maybe that person had forgotten her apprentice long ago, and maybe he had accepted a new apprentice.

He is always so ruthless, so how could he show that sad color?

She was sick and fainted.

The moment I closed my eyes, a drop of crystal tears appeared at the corner of my eyes, and I was kissed halfway through.

Tears are salty.

Miao Hua hugged Wen Xien tightly, and his whole head was buried in her neck. The fragrance on her body made Miao Hua's tense nerves relax.

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The outside is not as cold as Miao Hua said. On the contrary, the sun is bright outside and the rainbow after the rain.

The rainbow has a distinct seven-colored color, dazzling and dazzling, like a colorful arch of a program.

The man carried the medicine bag, lunch box, cloth shoes and mud. He first cleaned the mud on the cloth shoes outside, and then took the medicine bag he had just bought to the kitchen to boil it.

This medicine is difficult to bear, the process is complicated, and it takes a long time.

Put it on the fire and wait slowly. Guo Zhenfei took advantage of the time to see the people in the house.

The doors and windows in the room are closed. Now it is clearly spring, and there is still charcoal fire, and as soon as you enter, there is a stream of heat.

Guo Zhenfei closed it carefully and walked quietly to the bed.

The child sleeping next to Wen Xien opened his eyes the moment the man walked over, without a trace of sleepiness in his eyes.

Guo Zhenfei pursed his thin lips. He looked quietly at Wen Xien's sleeping face as if he had seen a child, lowered his eyelashes slightly, and couldn't see clearly.

Although Miao Hua hated this man very much, and even more, the look of this man looking at Wen Xien, is there any way? Because if he was alone, he would not be able to take good care of Wen Xien at all.

Because Wen Xien actually didn't have much money, the two of them were already very difficult to live. Now Wen Xien is sick and needs to buy medicine, supplements, and take care of him.

So even if you want to kill the other party, you can only endure it at this moment.

Miao Hua approached Wen Xien again, just like an octopus, as if he wanted to merge with Wen Xien.

Guo Zhenfei frowned. He pulled the child a little. After meeting the child's cold eyes, he still had no expression, but his eyebrows were full of disgust.

The child was pulled open and went up again. Guo Zhenfei was afraid of waking Wen Xien up, so he didn't move.

He looked at the pale and sick man silently with his eyes down. The man's lips were a little green, but his eyebrows were still deep and steady, with nostalgic and gentleness in his eyes.

The room was very quiet, with only the sound of light breathing.

Wen Xien didn't expect that when she woke up, she took medicine again, which made her feel depressed.

The main reason is that the medicine this time smelled even more bitter than the last time.

And my body was also very uncomfortable. I don’t know if it was because I had been sleeping for too long, my head was dizzy, and a severe pain in my heart naturally stimulating her nerves.

Wen Xien frowned tightly, grabbed the quilt with his fine white fingers, and stretched his neck straightened up, like a dying swan.

Wen Xien was in great pain, and the sweat of the beans was flowing down from her head, and drops of cold sweat came out from her forehead.

"Yeah, be good, take the medicine first."

The man's voice came into his eardrums with difficulty. She heard Guo Zhenfei's voice, like panic and uneasiness.

Wen Xien felt uncomfortable. Her upper body was picked up by the man, and her hot and hard chest was pressed against her back. The part of her heart seemed to be pricked by thousands of scorching sharp rhea. A heart-stirring pain spread throughout her body.

"bitter……"

Wen Xien was a little willful and didn't want to drink it.

His chin was pinched by a thick finger, and then the bitter smell of medicine spread on the tip of his nose. Wen Xien subconsciously glanced open his head, but was pulled back by the owner of the big hands. The thick calluses made his face hurt.

He hugged Wen Xien's trembling body and said in a seductive manner: "Yeah, be good, don't cry, it won't hurt after you drink the medicine."

Wen Xien's lips were still broken open by the rough finger, and the medicine was carefully poured into his mouth.

Sure enough, it smells bitter and tastes even more bitter.

Brother Guo lied to others. Even though he was so hard, he lied to her that he would not be hard.

But the pain in the body has indeed relieved a little.

The child immediately stuffed a candied fruit into his mouth, and he didn't want to be so nauseous at the beginning.

Wen Xien's head was lying on Guo Zhenfei's shoulder, looking a little embarrassed, her long black hair was wet with sweat, and there were water droplets on her long eyelashes. I don't know if it was sweat or tears.

With his slender and thin body, Guo Zhenfei didn't even dare to hug him, for fear that something was wrong, so he would hurt Wen Xien.

After lying for a while, Guo Zhenfei pressed Wen Xien's shoulder and helped her in front of him, cleared a strand of sweat-wet black hair on Wen Xien's forehead, and whispered: "Does it still hurt?"

After drinking the medicine, Wen Xien was depressed. Even after sleeping for a day, he looked very energetic. His delicate eyebrows and eyes were stained with a layer of disease. His eyebrows were slightly drooping, and he was like a willow branch drooping.

She didn't speak, she was like a jade man.

Wen Xien's silence made the man anxious, but he did not show it. His strong and strong arms were tense and his veins floated up. He said to her in a low voice: "Although this medicine is bitter, it is good for the body and can make your body better soon."

That's what men think.

He chose to forget what the doctor said that day, saying that Wen Xien had not lived for a long time, so he didn't believe those nonsense. Didn't he just vomit a little blood? Why did he live for a while?

It must be because their medical skills are not good. Wen Xien looked good before, but he was a little weak, so Guo Zhenfei didn't believe a word, and even drove the doctors out.

Who told them to curse his kindness?

As long as you take medicine well, your health will definitely be good.

His kindness will last for a hundred years.

Wen Xien felt uncomfortable whenever she thought of the bitter medicine. She rubbed the man's chest like a spoiled person and muttered in a low voice.

"It's so hard, it's so hard."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was caught off guard by a pair of strong and powerful arms, and his body was locked up. The force was very heavy, and it hurt a little. He slowly frowned. He raised his head and could only see the man's tight chin, sharp and cold.

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