bright sun

underwear.

After running around for a whole day, there was another quarrel, even though the two of them were very energetic, they also felt quite sleepy.Before going to sleep, Yu Yan kissed He Ying dearly, He Ying's closed eyelashes trembled slightly, she turned her back to him, and whispered, "You don't dislike it...it's all your smell..."

Yu Yanzhi retracted the arm around his waist into her bosom, and leaned the tip of her nose towards the back of his neck, thinking vaguely, of course there is no reason to dislike her own things, but He Ying does not.

Yu Yanzhi woke up before dawn the next day, and He Ying started coughing and fever again.

Almost every winter, He Ying suffers from illness, sometimes mild and sometimes severe, and the worst time is that she can't bear to be happy.

Yu Yanzhi once heard from the master that He Ying's mother was not in good health, and this was the root cause of the disease brought out in the mother's womb.Although He Shiyi has tens of thousands of family wealth, he can't get his wife and children healthy.Fortunately, Zhuang Yunqing did not pamper He Ying, and after several years of living in the mountains, she developed a good physique, but she dared not get sick, otherwise she would be submerged and entangled for several days or more than ten days.

He Ying was in low spirits, and sat by the bed in a daze after washing.

Yu Yanzhi stepped forward and pressed her forehead against He Ying's.He Ying raised his eyes to look at him, and he looked down at He Ying too; He Ying was hotter than him only during this time of the year.

He Ying coughed a few times, and said sickly, "I'm fine."

Yu Yanzhi suspected that he had caught a cold when he left the house last night: "I'll tell Master, let Aunt Mute make some medicine for you, and don't go up the mountain for breakfast, just stay in the house and eat."

He Ying shook her head, got up and walked out: "More worrying than my mother."

Yu Yanzhi closed the door behind her back, chased after him, pinched his earlobe lightly, and said, "I won't be your mother."

He Ying dodged with a smile, but coughed again just as she was about to speak.

Along the way, hearing the intermittent coughing made Yu Yan panic from the bottom of his heart. He always remembered that in the ruined temple, He Yingyi raised his head and had blood on his sleeves.He Ying didn't make a sound either, he was very annoyed by his body, but there was nothing he could do, the only person he could blame, he had no right to blame, his mother almost took her life when she gave birth to him.

Yu Yanzhi held He Ying's hand, and He Ying turned her head and smiled at him, the smile was full of guilt.When He Ying is in good health, he always suffers when he is really sick, because he doesn't want people around him to worry about him, which makes him feel useless.

When she was in front of Zhuang Yunqing, He Ying still said the same thing: "I'm fine."

Zhuang Yunqing used to take care of Yu Xi, but now she takes care of her son. He has already learned some methods of dispelling yellows without a teacher.

The dumb aunt was also a person who knew the situation well, so she brought the medicine and fried it on the stove.

Qin Yue'er had a hosta in her hair, and there were small tassels hanging from the hosta.Seeing that Brother Ying, who was usually joking, remained silent, she consciously gave up her eggs.He Ying shook his head, but still remained silent, his face gradually lost a bit of anger, and his originally pale complexion seemed a little frightening.

Yu Yanzhi peeled the egg and sent it back to the senior sister's bowl, raised her chin and told her to eat it by herself.Qin Yueer blinked her big eyes, looked at Brother Ying and then at Brother Yanzhi, she seemed to understand, but her understanding was limited, she never got sick and was in excellent health.

He Ying drank two mouthfuls of gruel, and poured it into his stomach after the medicine was cooked.

Zhuang Yunqing's eyes were full of worry, but there was nothing he could do. This was not a disease that could be cured in a day or two. Back then, he took care of her so hard, but he could only watch Yu Xi suffer from it.

He Ying drank the medicine and went up to the mountain to practice sword.Zhuang Yunqing sighed, waved to him, and left alone after a few instructions.

Although the rain stopped early in the morning, the sky was still gloomy, the air was cold, and there was a thin white mist between breaths.

Yu Yan's nose was slightly red, and she walked beside He Ying.

On the silent mountain road, there is only coughing, which is very low and deep, but the sound is amazing in the open space.Yu Yan's fingertips sank into the palm of his hand, his lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes were fixed on the side of He Ying's face.He Ying lowered her eyelids, and every time she coughed, her eyelashes trembled.

As if having a premonition, He Ying suddenly stopped, and at the same time as she bent down, the soup was spit out without a drop.

After a while, He Ying straightened up slowly, raised her hand to wipe her mouth, and then looked down at the back of her hand. The faint black concoction was mixed with bright red, and he finally tasted the fishy sweetness after the bitter taste.He felt as if a needle had been thrown into his chest, and coughed twice more, blood beads "bloomed" on the ground like flowers.

He hadn't been this sick for years.

He looked at Yu Yanzhi, wanting to tell him not to worry, but felt that this scene was really nothing, Yu Yanzhi had never seen it before.He pursed his lips and smiled helplessly.

His smile seemed to show weakness and reconciliation, Yu Yanzhi couldn't help feeling sad when he saw it, there was no reason for him to ask He Ying to comfort him instead.Raising her hand to wipe away the blood stains around He Ying's mouth, Yu Yanzhi pulled him down the mountain: "Don't be brave at this time."

Yu Yanzhi's hands were dry and warm, and He Ying's whole heart softened in the palm wrap.He quietly squinted at Yu Yanzhi, as if he didn't want her to notice the trace of attachment in his eyes.