After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

Pu Ran had no idea that his heart was like a winding mountain road, with so many twists and turns.

For someone who is both sad and heartbroken but also smiles with enlightenment, I'm really afraid that if I give him too much time to imagine, he will go through all the bloody storylines he's read and finally jump directly to the happy ending with children running all over the floor.

"But to be honest, if you want to leave, I suggest you stay with me for three to five years before leaving."

She was enjoying her meal to her heart's content, and all she could think about was the wine and meat passing through her intestines and the Buddha remaining in her heart.

Liu Yin, whose heart was broken by her, could not eat anymore. He ran over and leaned on the girl's slender shoulders, asking in a muffled nasal voice, "Why?"

He paused, as if thinking of an excuse: "Then I will allow you to stop being my little follower."

Liu Yin's eyes suddenly lit up: "I knew you couldn't bear to leave me!"

You just sounded so compassionate and magnanimous and said so many truths, but it turns out they were all excuses!

You just don't want me to leave.

The non-existent tail behind Liu Yin was wagging happily.

She has me in her heart.

Pu Ran didn't say anything, for fear that she would say something wrong again and turn this person into a nagging woman, which would be troublesome and she didn't want to coax him.

The deadline she proposed was actually to keep Liu Yin by her side and nourish him with spiritual energy.

Since she promised the first person she met in this world that she would do him a good deed, she would never break her promise.

Liuyin's tendons and veins will be repaired bit by bit, the toxins corroding her body will be eliminated bit by bit, and she will also take back her plundered lifespan bit by bit.

Perhaps even Liu Yin himself did not realize that his emotions had stabilized a lot, his body, which was constantly being eroded, was no longer in so much pain, his hysteria rarely recurred, and he could stay awake most of the time.

Maybe if he wears human skin for a long time, he can really become a human being.

Liu Yin knew that Pu Ran was a Buddhist, but he didn't know that he was really a man of great ability and spiritual power.

Pu Ran does things as he pleases, and he advocates doing good deeds without leaving a name. He never mentioned to Liu Yin that he would help him turn back into a sunny and happy little boy. She would silently give him a thumbs up for his noble character of not seeking fame or fortune.

Soon she was full, stretched and raised her chin: "I'm going back to rest, what about you?"

Liu Yin held his chin with both hands: "I'll sit for a while."

Puran left, and the last source of heat around Liu Yin was gone.

He picked up the pot and poured wine, his round and bright pupils looked at the clear wine, and he muttered to himself.

"I followed Pride without saying hello, just to know if you care about me."

As the fingertips turned the glass, the light in the wine also swayed and fluctuated.

"Will you come to me? Will you not come if you encounter obstacles?"

This was also the reason why Chu Jie brought people to block Pu Ran, to see whether the girl was scared away or was determined to come and see him.

What's funny is that Pu Ran took the initiative and defeated Chu Jie.

"I'm actually not that scary. It's enough if someone treats me well and doesn't abandon me."

The night wind was cold, and he clenched his fists to his lips and coughed a few times, feeling weaker and weaker.

He picked up the glass and took a sip of the liquor, which made his lips and cheeks red and he coughed even more violently.

But the boy's expression became more and more lonely, and his eyes, which were always smiling and talking, were filled with death.

"Pu Ran."

His head was buried in his arms, which were folded on the table.

"Pu Ran..."

The fragile tremor melted away along with the tears in the corners of the eyes.

He fell asleep in this pavilion surrounded by the lake.

The boy's long eyebrows trembled in fear, and another crystal tear fell from the corner of his eye.

In his dream, he was abandoned by his most beloved mother and thrown into a pool of poisonous insects.

Bugs were crawling all over his skin. The people outside the pool looked at him coldly, and kicked him down every time he tried to struggle out.

Without food or water, he was so hungry that he bit himself and sucked his own blood.

So hungry.

So thirsty.

The nightmare followed him like a shadow. He opened his eyes in the dilapidated temple. Standing at the door was a straight-figured girl, dragging the dead body of a wild wolf in her hand, which formed a huge contrast with her figure.

He pounced on the wolf in an almost desperate manner and bit open its neck, and the blood flowed down his throat into his stomach.

As his rationality returned a little, he began to fear the other person's disgusted look.

The girl acted as if nothing had happened. She stripped off the fur, cleaned it, and roasted it on the grill. He ate very full and satisfied that meal.

The accommodation along the way, the other party's silent pampering and indulgence, always thinking of leaving some food for him no matter what he does.

The young man who was sleeping in the pavilion had his frown relaxed unconsciously, and the tears at the corners of his eyes had dried up.

His lips unconsciously raised and his smile was so sweet.

Maybe it was a good dream.

……

I slept soundly until noon.

She opened the window, looked into the distance, and her thoughts drifted away.

Now that she has met the Third Senior Brother, she doesn't have to worry about returning to the valley, so it's okay for her to go out for a walk and do other things, right?

Just as she was about to run away, the maid who came rushing over stopped her.

"Miss, the young man who lives with you is sick. Do you want to go and see him?"

The foot that had just stepped out of the door paused.

"sick?"

Wasn't everything fine last night?

Maid: "The young master fell asleep in the pavilion last night and caught a cold."

Pu Ran narrowed his eyes in an unreadable manner.

Why are these people so squeamish?

Song Zhao is, and so is Liu Yin.

She waved her hand, signaling the maid to lead the way to Liu Yin's guest room.

"Where is your master?"

"The master left the house this morning and told me to discuss important matters with the young lady when I return."

Anything else important?

Is there anything else important besides returning to the valley?

In a moment, they arrived in front of Liu Yin's room and walked in.

Hearing the noise, he was delighted: "Pu Ran!"

He sat at the table, wearing a thin coat, holding a cup of ginger tea in both hands, his eyes were watery, as if he had just cried.

Puran walked over and raised her hand to cover his forehead. It was very hot, almost melting the coolness in her palm.

Liu Yin rubbed his palm against hers again, breathing weakly and with difficulty: "Don't worry, I'm just like this. I may look seriously ill, but actually, it's nothing."

Seeing how close the two were, all the maids around them lowered their heads and retreated.

Pu Ran didn't say anything, but just held his hand and lost some of his spirit.

The boy seemed to like leaning on her shoulder, feeling a sense of satisfaction from watching the flowers fall and slowly grow old with time.

"Puran, you can call me by my name anytime from now on. They all know my true identity anyway."

The only people in this world who were born for poison are the Mijiang clan of the Qingxuan Kingdom. Although the existence of Mijiang is secret, it is still known to many powerful forces.

Thinking about it carefully, Puran had never called Liu Yin's name in front of outsiders. He knew that she did it to protect him. While his heart was filled with a soft emotion called "care", Liu Yin also hoped that she could call him anytime and anywhere without any worries.

In front of Third Brother, in the crowd, and now holding hands, he wanted to hear her call him very much.

Pu Ran frowned: "Don't say anything nonsense. Your health condition is complicated and poor to begin with. Don't be so naughty. Take good care of yourself."

I have worked so hard to raise you for so long, and your illness has destroyed half of my efforts.

Are you looking for a fight?

She was not very happy. Liu Yin raised his other hand and pulled her sleeve nervously like a little animal.

"Call me."

Pu Ran didn't know why he kept insisting on this. Maybe sick people were particularly difficult to deal with?

Call: "Liu Yin."

Then he smiled.

He hugged the girl's arms tightly and said "hmm" softly.