The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

She slowly moved one hand and began to feel around under her body. After a while, she finally touched the roughly embroidered purse.

Unfortunately, Xiaodie didn't even have the strength to raise her hand at this time, and couldn't hand the purse to the other party. In desperation, she could only raise her eyes slightly in the direction of the purse, signaling the young man to take it himself.

Seeing this, the young man hurriedly reached out to take the purse. The moment he touched the purse, a warm liquid flowed down Xiaodie's hand on his cheek.

It turned out that without him realizing it, his tears had already been rolling down uncontrollably like beads from a broken string.

Looking at the tearful young man, Xiaodie forced a smile and comforted him, "You don't have to be so sad for me... In fact, at this moment... I really feel very happy and joyful... Because this is the happiest time I've ever had since I was a child."

The young man was already in tears, his body trembling constantly, and his throat was emitting suppressed sobs one after another. He said intermittently: "Originally...Originally I thought that after you recovered from your illness, I would give you all my savings. Although that little money is not much, at least you can buy some things you like. But now it seems that saying these words is futile."

At this moment, a flash of inspiration seemed to flash through his mind. He seemed to have remembered something important and hurriedly reached into his clothes to search. After a while, he took out a small paper bag from his pocket.

The paper package was folded very neatly and wrapped in several layers of oil paper, making it look particularly precious.

The young man carefully placed the paper package in the palm of his hand, and then slowly and gently peeled off the outermost layer of oil paper.

Then came the second layer, the third layer... With each layer he uncovered, his movements became gentler and his eyes revealed an almost pious expression.

Finally, when the last layer of oil paper was peeled off, a crystal clear candy appeared in front of everyone. This candy exuded an attractive aroma and bright colors, just like a fine work of art.

"I bought this in a shop a long time ago. I heard from others that this kind of candy was very popular and many people lined up to buy it. It was also very expensive. I told the shopkeeper that I only wanted to buy one, but he refused to agree no matter what, saying that I had to buy at least half a pound. So I kept trying to persuade him and said all the good things he could, and finally the shopkeeper softened his heart and made an exception and sold me this one."

He looked at Xiaodie lying on the bed with a sick face, and thought to himself: "I thought I would give you this candy after you are completely cured and no longer need to drink the bitter medicine. Because it represents that the difficult days we have experienced are gone forever, and from now on there will only be happy and sweet times. And now... you have finally survived these hard days."

As he thought about this, he walked gently to the bedside, gently stretched out his hand, and stuffed the carefully prepared candy into Xiaodie's slightly opened mouth. Then he asked softly, "How is it? Is it sweet?"

At this moment, Xiaodie still had a strong taste of Chinese medicine in her mouth. These days, she had to drink a big bowl of black, pungent Chinese medicine almost every day, so much so that she felt as if her whole body was marinated in the smell of medicine. Even the food she ate normally, she could taste the taste of Chinese medicine.

However, when the sweet candy was put into the mouth, there was only a faint sweetness at first.

But as time went on, the candy began to slowly melt, releasing more sweet juices.

These juices gradually spread in the mouth, dispersing bit by bit the bitter taste that originally filled it.

Gradually, the bitterness became weaker and weaker until it disappeared completely.

Instead, there is a full sweet taste that flows from the tip of the tongue to the depths of the throat, and then spreads to every corner of the body.

Xiaodie, who had never tasted candy, found this feeling very novel. When the tip of her tongue touched the crystal clear candy with an alluring aroma, an unprecedented sweetness instantly spread in her mouth.

This wonderful smell made Xiaodie's eyes widen, and then slowly narrowed. However, because she had no strength, her movements were slow and slight. If the young man had not been close to her, he might not have been able to see it.

"Sweet... so sweet! I love this taste so much!" Xiaodie murmured softly, her voice like the gentlest spring breeze blowing past her ears.

The young man standing by couldn't help feeling warm and happy when he saw Xiaodie so intoxicated.

He felt as if he had tasted the sweetness of the candy. That feeling of happiness was like the warm sun in winter, making people feel warm and satisfied from the bottom of their hearts.

The young man couldn't help but stretch out his hands and hold Xiaodie's hands tightly. His eyes were firm and affectionate, as if he wanted to see through Xiaodie's eyes into her soul: "Xiaodie, promise me that you must wait for me, don't walk too fast, don't cross the Naihe Bridge, and don't drink Mengpo soup."

Xiaodie raised her head slightly, her eyes as bright as the twinkling stars in the night sky, staring into the other's affectionate eyes.

She slightly opened her lips, and a smile as brilliant as a blooming spring flower slowly spread across her sick face. This smile seemed to condense all the tenderness and beauty in the world, and even the air around her seemed to be stained with a faint sweet breath.

"Okay, I promise you." Xiaodie said softly.

As the words fell, the hand that was caressing the other's cheek gradually fell, and her bright and moving eyes slowly closed, like two exquisite windows quietly closing, covering up the light and emotion contained inside.

At the same time, the charming smile at the corner of her mouth disappeared quickly like a flash in the pan, leaving only a faint trace, which made people feel regretful.

The young man slowly stretched out his hand and gently stroked Xiaodie's haggard but still delicate face, his eyes filled with endless affection and attachment.

He murmured to himself, "Xiaodie, Xiaodie, we have no chance to be husband and wife in this world, but even in the underworld, I will definitely turn you into a pair of loving mandarin ducks and never separate."

"Even if I have to go through untold hardships and endure all kinds of suffering, my feelings for you will not change in the slightest. Whether you live or die, my love will always be with you."