I heard that I became the villain Bai Yueguang after I died

Sang Nian: "But..."

Xie Chenzhou lowered his eyelashes:

"I didn't want them to see me hurt."

Sang Nian took two steps back to collect the medicine on the table. She didn't insist and agreed with him:

"Ok."

He half leaned against the head of the bed, looking at her profile, slightly absent-minded, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Niannian." He suddenly called her.

Sang Nian: "Hmm?"

As if he had discovered something interesting, he squints his eyes and shouts again:

"Near."

Sang thought without even raising his head:

"Why do you always call me by my name? It's not like I haven't called you that before."

He changed to a more comfortable position and lay down, supporting his chin with one hand, his voice as lazy as a cat:

"I like calling you by your name."

"I like it here too. It's warm, not cold, and not quiet."

Sang Nian: "Did Liuliu and the others disturb you?"

The original soundproof barrier had failed, and she was about to set up another layer, but he stopped her:

"No, that's it."

The young man on the bed closed his eyes slightly, listened to the lively noise outside the door, and said again:

"I like here."

Sang Nian: "Okay, it's getting late, you should go to bed early."

She was about to go out, he grabbed her wrist, a hint of anxiety flashed across his brows:

"where are you going?"

Sang Nian pried his hands apart, helplessly:

"I hunted some game on the way back and made a pot of broth with it. Now I have to go and see if it's cooked. Is that clear enough?"

Xie Chenzhou: "I'll go with you."

"Just lie down quietly." She pushed him back. "The wounded just need to wait for the soup."

He was forced to lie down and watch her open the door.

A bonfire was lit outside the house, and the flames danced on her face as she stirred the soup in the pot, occasionally lowering her head to smell the fragrance.

Noticing his gaze, she smiled at him, filled a bowl of soup, and walked back wrapped in the cold night air.

She sat down on the bedside, lowered her eyes and blew on the soup in the spoon. White mist curled up and hot air filled the air.

Xie Chenzhou looked at her quietly.

Sang Nian handed the bowl over: "It's not hot anymore, drink it."

He came to his senses and refused to answer:

"My hand is injured, too."

"Didn't you show a lot of strength when you grabbed me just now?" Sang Nian said, "Don't pretend."

He said aggrievedly: "I am a wounded soldier."

She sighed and scooped a spoonful to his lips.

He leaned over and drank it, with a smile on his face.

After finishing a bowl of soup, she tucked in his quilt:

"Go to sleep, I'll watch over you."

The lower half of his face was hidden in the quilt, with only a pair of eyes showing:

"Will you sneak away?"

Sang Nian: "No."

He asked again: "Then will I still be able to see you when I wake up?"

Sang Nian: "Of course."

His eyes were wet:

"Don't lie to me?"

"Why are you acting like a child?" she said, "I won't lie to you, I definitely won't lie to you, okay?"

So he slept peacefully.

Sang Nian looked at him for a while and tiptoed out.

Yayi and the others were drinking soup. When they saw her, they stood up quickly:

"How is the master?"

"I'm asleep." She sat down absentmindedly, "You guys sit down too."

It was late at night and the dew was heavy, and the only thing we had to keep warm was the fire in front of us.

She warmed her hands and stared at the stars in the sky in a daze.

Xiao Qi jumped onto her shoulder: "Master, what are you thinking about?"

Sang Nian smiled and said, "I'm thinking about something not so good."

Xiao Qi: "What's the matter?"

She shook her head: "I don't know whether what I think is right or wrong, let's wait and see."

Xiao Qi was completely confused.

A night passed and the sky was getting light.

The young man on the bed woke up from a nightmare.

I don’t know what he dreamed about, but there was a murderous look between his brows and the murderous intent around him almost solidified into substance.

He turned his head and saw the girl sleeping on the bed.

The murderous intent suddenly disappeared.

Xie Chenzhou carefully reached out his hand and touched her eyebrow.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he touched her cheek again.

Incredibly soft.

Just as she was about to poke him again, she opened her eyes dazedly:

"You woke up so early?"

He withdrew his hand, and his expression became a little more youthful for no reason:

"You watched over me all night?"

Sang Nian rubbed his eyes: "Are you feeling better?"

He said, "No."

"The medicine doesn't work?" She muttered, pulling him up to sit up, "Let me take a look at the wound."

He meekly spread his arms and cooperated with her in untying the bandages.

Sure enough, the wound was bloody and looked even worse than yesterday.

Sang Nian: "That shouldn't be the case. Did I get the wrong medicine?"

She turned and ran outside to check her small backpack.

Xie Chenzhou glanced at the wound on his waist and saw that it was beginning to heal. The smile on his lips faded a lot and he pointed his finger to cut it off.

The wound turned outward again, looking hideous and terrifying.

After a while, she came in from outside, looking puzzled:

"I checked and I didn't take the wrong medicine."

He said, "Just take care of it for a few more days, and it will get better."

"Alright," she reapplied medicine to him, "If you keep tossing your body around, it will break sooner or later. You've used up all the medicine in my storage bag by yourself."

Xie Chenzhou suddenly leaned on her shoulder:

"I'll get hurt less in the future."

She said, "I hope so."

After the last bandage was applied, she stood up and left.

He suddenly pulled her, and she staggered back and fell right into his arms.

He reached out and hugged her, rubbed her head, suppressed the joy in his voice, and whispered to her:

"I used to be very jealous of someone, but now, I'm not jealous of him at all. Nian Nian, I..."

"laugh--"

A short blade pierced his vest, and the rest of his words were lost in silence.

Sang Nian stabbed the knife deeper, almost piercing his chest.

There was a blank look between his brows:

"Nian Nian?"

Sang Nian let go of him, his voice cold:

"Just now, I heard your heartbeat."

"..."

She took a few steps back and raised her right hand. The ruby ​​ring on her fingertips was translucent and clear.

"Xie Chenzhou's heart is here."

The young man was silent for a while, then laughed and sighed helplessly:

"I tried my best to suppress my heart, but why is it still beating?"

His face changed slightly, his eyebrows and eyes became more youthful, his expression was bold and sharp, and he was full of youthfulness.

"Now that you've recognized me, there's no way this drama can go on. Guess what I'm going to do to you and those noisy guys outside?"

He seemed to be smiling but not smiling:

"Guess who I'll kill first?"

The sword shone brightly, and Sang Nian spoke word by word:

"I'll kill you first."

"Okay, if you want Xie Chenzhou to die with you," he said.

The tip of the sword stopped just three inches away from his heart.

Her face was cold: "What did you say?"

The young man named Huo raised his face, smiling as sweet as honey:

"He and I are two souls in one body, so naturally, our lives are connected."

The guess was confirmed and Sang Nian looked unhappy.

He got off the bed, stretched out his hand to grasp the blade, and put it to his throat. Blood was dripping between his fingers, and his eyebrows were curved:

"Don't you hate me? Come on, kill me."

Every word is like a demon that lures people into the abyss.

"pat-"

A drop of blood dripped.

Sang Nian suddenly withdrew his sword.

The sword fell with a crisp sound.

He shrugged his shoulders with an expression that said, "As expected," and the arc of his mouth became much shallower:

"Are you so worried about him getting hurt?"

The smile on Huo's face completely disappeared. He grabbed her wrist fiercely and gritted his teeth:

"Why? You were like this ten thousand years ago, and you are still like this ten thousand years later."

Obviously, he and I...are one.