Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Cang Yehao has been silently accompanying him over the years, making selfless sacrifices, and even narrowly escaped death several times in order to find him the elixir. Although Cang Yehao always had a calm expression, He Nanjun put this into perspective. Everything is in sight.

His heart is not made of stone. The combination of small touches is enough to make his heart move. It also made him feel sorry for Cang Yehao's efforts. When he found that he also felt sorry for this man, he realized that he had fallen in love with Cang Yehao a long time ago.

But every time when he was about to give up the struggle and follow his heart, he thought of too many impossibilities and his heart flinched again.

He never had the courage to take that step.

So whenever he found that his guard was loosened, he used pain to remind himself not to be overpowered by the beautiful illusion. Those beautiful feelings were all illusions, yes, he kept hypnotizing himself like this.

So his attitude towards Cang Yehao is very complicated and contradictory. He clearly repulsed Cang Yehao's approach, ignored him and avoided his hot gaze, and even told him to get lost mercilessly, sternly reprimanding him not to hang around in front of him again.

But Cang Yehao left, and as time passed, he wanted to see him again, thinking about his clear and cold voice that only expressed tenderness to him, and thinking about the warmth of his cold hands when he held them. What's more, I thought that when he looked at me, his eyes seemed to be the only one in the world with deep affection.

When he found out that he was thinking wildly again, he panicked and spurned his shameless behavior, denouncing himself as a bad person. While looking forward to and enjoying Cang Yehao's tenderness, he told him to get out of his sight with a harsh and cold face.

Therefore, for a period of time, he had been in a state of self-loathing and could not get out of it. No one could talk to him about the pain in his heart, which tortured him and made him want to die when he got sick. If he dies, he won't be in such pain, and he won't have to worry about living, let alone be afraid of the embarrassment when others find out about his selfishness. As soon as this thought came out, it wrapped around him like a curse, as if an evil spirit was holding his throat and making him unable to breathe.

So three years ago, when he got sick, he didn't take any magic medicine or take any measures, and he didn't let anyone know about it. Since he only had an approximate time of onset of the disease, when he had a premonition that the pain was about to hit, he sent his attendants out to do errands. He lay quietly on the bed in the inner room, quietly waiting for the moment of death to arrive.

He was in pain, it was heart-wrenching, and the blood that was flowing all over his body was rushing through his body like a beast that couldn't find an outlet. It caused blood to flow from his mouth and nose, dyeing the white brocade quilt under him red.

He didn't struggle, just lay there quietly, letting the extreme pain gradually flood his consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, but it probably didn't take long. He knew that he couldn't last long without the belief to live.

Just when his consciousness was blurred and he fell into darkness, he vaguely heard a shrill and suppressed roar in his ears, ordering him to open his mouth, and then he fell into darkness completely.

When he woke up again, he opened his eyes and saw Cang Yehao with unshaven beard and Tongtong with red and swollen eyes from crying sitting beside his bed, both looking at him eagerly.

The moment he saw Cang Yehao seeing him wake up, his surprise was beyond words, and then big tears fell from his scarlet eyes, burning hot on the back of his hand. It burned the back of his hand and burned his heart.

When he wanted to reach out and wipe away the tears that kept falling. Then he saw Cang Yehao generously wipe his face twice and clear his throat.

With a somewhat hoarse voice and a smile on his lips, he said in a relaxed tone,

"Nanjun, don't be stupid in the future, you know? Look, you scared little Tongtong, she cried and fainted several times. Uncle He and Aunt He, Brother Zejun and sister-in-law are coming back soon.

Do you think if they knew you did something stupid while they were away, how would they feel when they came back and saw you cold...? Nanjun, you have been strong for so long, just because of so many people who love you. You also have to be strong,"

"That's right, second brother, if your parents and sisters-in-law know that you do stupid things, they will be very sad. Second brother, I know you are in pain, but for the people who love you, please try your best to live, okay? Only by living can you Hope, nothing will be lost when you die. There are so many people who love you, such deep... deep friendship, do you want to repay it? You have to live well to repay it with your heart," He Tongtong burst into tears again. It fell down.

God knows, she almost collapsed when she saw her second brother lying on the bed, pale and covered in blood, unconscious.

Fortunately, brother Yehao was calmer than her and immediately took out the elixir and stuffed it into the second brother's mouth, but the second brother could no longer swallow. In desperation, it was brother Yehao who held it in his mouth and fed it to the second brother. Plenty of miraculous medicines were fed into the second brother's mouth as if free of charge.

The second brother was already unconscious, but he swallowed it after brother Yehao's continuous begging and threatening calls, and she felt relieved.

It wasn't until the second brother's complexion gradually improved and his breathing stabilized that Brother Yehao changed the dirty brocade quilt for the second brother, tidied the bed, wiped the blood on the second brother's body, and changed into clean clothes. He did all this himself, without letting her interfere at all.

After all this was done, he stayed at the bedside, looking at the second brother on the bed like this, his eyes red again and again, and he didn't go anywhere.

He Tongtong asked, fearing that brother Yehao was thinking too much and wanted him to divert his attention.

"Brother Yehao, how did you get down from the roof? Aren't you afraid that the doorman will find you and arrest you as an assassin?"

"I'm very careful, don't worry about that. I'm Nanjun's attendant that I saw on the street. He usually follows your second brother around. I went up to ask and learned that Nanjun designated He was also asked to buy butterfly cakes from the dessert shop owned by a family in the west of the city.

I know Nanjun never eats this crispy thing. I realized something was wrong, so I went straight to He's house. I wasted time by entering from the doorman, so I went straight to Nanjun's courtyard and climbed over the wall. I had the token given by Nanjun, so I wasn't afraid of being stopped by the barrier. . "

Only then did He Tongtong remember that her second brother's yard was in the southwest corner, and the outer wall of the yard was next to the street, but she couldn't get in without climbing over the wall.

She and brother Yehao came in front and back. She also thought that her second brother was about to get sick, so she would come here every day. As soon as she entered the house today, she saw brother Yehao jumping down from the rafters, which shocked her.

She also wanted to ask Brother Yehao why he didn't go through the front door, but she saw him hurriedly knocking on the second brother's inner door, but no one opened the door no matter how hard he knocked, and then she realized that the second brother was in danger.

In desperation, Cang Yehao kicked open the door to the inner room, and the two of them rushed in quickly, and saw the heartbreaking scene.