He died three times that night

Bitingly cold and endlessly dark.

Even though An Yechen's consciousness has become chaotic, the heart-piercing pain and the stab wound of the sword still linger.

Even though he fell all the way, straight into hell, the heavy oppressive feeling kept squeezing him.

Torn, broken, obviously no longer there, why keep a faint consciousness.

The person I wanted to see was never seen again, but auditory hallucinations appeared inexplicably.

"Chenchen, come back...", as if they were calling in a low voice beside his ear, which really made him mistakenly think that Luo Sanqian was calling him by his side.

I don't know how long it fell, but the speed of the fall slowed down, and it drifted in a certain direction.

The chill has not receded, but the familiar warmth is passing over bit by bit.

The call was getting closer and clearer.

A heavy drowsiness hit him, and he closed his eyes wearily.

When An Yechen's consciousness slowly awakened, he opened his eyes, and then he really saw his surroundings clearly.

Not hell, he's still alive.

There is a pure white curtain above the head, and the soft light penetrates in, which is not dazzling but can see everything clearly, and he seems to be lying on a soft bed.

The numb limbs gradually regained consciousness, but there was a fluffy thing pressing on his chest, sending waves of warmth to him.

where is this?

As soon as he recovered his consciousness, the scene from that day reappeared, stinging him severely.

He scratched the quilt with his nails, gathered up a little strength, and gently lifted a corner of the quilt.

Then, he saw a pure white fluffy eight-tailed fox curled up.

Ah Jiu's true self? !

An Yechen didn't expect him to wake up three thousand with such a light movement.

Then, Luosanqian turned into a human form.

The quilt was pushed back, and An Yechen once again faced a familiar yet unfamiliar face in that strange posture.

He didn't dare to look down on Sanqian, so he closed his eyes and turned his face away.

"Chenchen, you're finally awake." Luo Sanqian's voice was hoarse, and he said to An Yechen with the joy of the rest of his life:

"This is my little courtyard in Xianfeng Valley. From now on, this will be our home."

Then, Luo Sanqian hugged him tightly, deeply and eagerly, wishing to integrate him into his body.

An Yechen's tears rolled down like a broken embankment, sobbing silently.

a long long time!

"Chenchen, I beat Binglan away, but he didn't succeed." Luo Sanqian comforted An Yechen by patting An Yechen's back.

Whether Luo Sanqian lied to comfort him, or it was the truth, in An Yechen's memory, he was really raped by Binglan that day.

"The four ice swords on Chenchen's body have been taken out, and the injuries on his body have recovered, except for the one on his face." Luo Sanqian looked at An Yechen's face, expecting An Yechen to open his eyes and speak.

Take out the four ice swords, what about the nine ice marrow needles?

"Chenchen, I beg you, don't do stupid things in the future, don't be so cruel. If Chenchen can't bear it, let me, let me kill you. Don't lose your mind." Luo Sanqian almost begged.

An Yechen couldn't hold back after all, he opened his eyes to look at Luo Sanqian.

Luo Sanqian's face was terribly pale, and his eyes were red and bloodshot.Luo Sanqian was also crying like him.

An Yechen stretched out his hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of Sanqian's eyes.

The two just looked at each other quietly.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Chenchen, Momei and Binglan should join forces." Suddenly thinking of this, Luo Sanqian felt that he had to tell An Yechen.

So he said to An Yechen: "I also rushed over this time after receiving an anonymous letter. I think the handwriting of this letter and the first one I received before should be written by the same person."

It turned out that this was Bing Lan's entire plan.

Not only did he rape him, but he also made Luo Sanqian see him being raped.

What a vicious plan!

"Chenchen, I don't mind, can you forget about it?" Luo Sanqian asked softly.

"I, mind." An Yechen spoke slowly.

Hearing An Yechen finally speak, Luo Sanqian should have been happy, but he couldn't help being worried when he heard An Yechen say such a thing.

He quickly changed the subject and asked: "Chenchen, are you hungry? I'll order something for you to eat. Doctor Xue said that you need to rest during this time."

Hearing Luo Sanqian mentioned something, An Yechen felt really hungry, so he let out a "hmm".

Luo Sanqian brought An Yechen a bowl of porridge, and carefully fed it to An Yechen bite by bite.

At night, Luo Sanqian would come over to talk with An Yechen.When sleeping, he would hug An Yechen all night long.

Even if An Yechen always gave him a back, Luo Sanqian would hug him tightly.

Luo Sanqian really treats An Yechen as a porcelain doll, afraid of falling or breaking.

However, every night, An Yechen had nightmares every night, so he often opened his eyes and looked at the curtain all night until dawn.

Days go by like this.

He stayed with him day and night for ten sunsets and three thousand in a row.

One night, Luo Sanqian came to accompany An Yechen again.

He embraced An Yechen's waist lightly and softly, then rolled over, facing An Yechen face to face.

"Chenchen, I need to go back and preside over the battle immediately." Luo Sanqian said softly.

After speaking, he gently stroked An Yechen, and slowly kissed her.

He could feel that An Yechen's body didn't react too much to his enthusiasm, but was extremely tense and stiff.

An Yechen completely understood Luo Sanqian's thoughts.He was actually willing in his heart, but the scenes of that day kept stimulating him and torturing him.

Thus, An Yechen's body betrayed him.

But An Yechen still asked against his will: "Do you want it?"

Startled by An Yechen's sudden words, Luo Sanqian said seriously, "Yes! But, not now."

Luo Sanqian tried to use the most tactful tone to say to An Yechen: "Chenchen, Doctor Xue said that you hurt the root. So,..., wait for me to come back."

Feeling that An Yechen's reaction was not strong, Luo Sanqian continued: "After I leave, I will let Yuhua live in an outhouse. If you need anything, you can find her."

Luo Sanqian had already prepared everything, presumably the battle over there must be imminent, so in order to make Luo Sanqian feel safe, An Yechen said straightforwardly: "Okay, I will wait for Ah Jiu to come back!"

"Chenchen, is it really all right?" Luo Sanqian still asked worriedly.

"It's okay. Everything will be fine." An Yechen told Luo Sanqian and also told himself.

Early the next morning, leave after three thousand.An Yechen's heart was hollowed out again.

Yuhua came over as she said, and she prepared for An Yechen to wash up, breakfast, lunch and dinner, etc., and talked with An Yechen.

She talked a lot, and tried her best to make An Yechen speak.

But An Yechen just stared blankly ahead without saying a word.

With no other choice, Yuhua disobeyed Luo Sanqian's order.

She told An Yechen that Luo Sanqian was based on a hundred years of cultivation, calling for seventy-seven and 49 days, hundreds of bright lights illuminating the road, calling for souls to rescue An Yechen, so she hoped that An Yechen could cherish herself.

An Yechen was moved.Although Yuhua didn't say anything specific, he knew that Luo Sanqian must have paid a huge price to save him.

Although he wasn't as numb as before, he couldn't force a smile either.

At night, An Yechen was lying on the bed alone, not only unable to sleep, but the images of that day flashed in his mind again to stimulate him.

He has had enough.When he was about to collapse, he ran out of the room and into the woods.Then, he wandered around for most of the night and didn't go out.

In the end, An Yechen was so exhausted that he fell to the ground and fell into a light sleep.

In the early morning, he was awakened by the repeated sound of stabbing swords.

Not far ahead, there is a little boy.

He has a pair of fluffy fox ears and three fluffy fox tails behind him.

An Yechen looked at it for a while, and found that there was a little problem with the little boy's movement of drawing his sword and stabbing.

It is precisely because of this small problem that the little boy can't practice well no matter how hard he practices.

Even if he didn't practice well, the little boy practiced desperately over and over again.

Curiosity drove An Yechen forward.

Seeing someone approaching, the little boy stopped.

"When you drew the sword just now, there was a small problem." An Yechen said to the little boy, "Use your strength like this, and draw your sword like this." An Yechen gestured while speaking.

When it was over, he asked the little boy, "Do you understand?"

"I don't understand, big brother, can you teach me?" the little boy asked.

Saying that, the little boy handed over the wooden sword.

An Yechen took the wooden sword and used it three times in slow motion.

After the little boy read it carefully, he followed suit.

This time, his movements were much more standard than before.It's just that the range of a few movements is not well grasped.

An Yechen walked up without even thinking, wanting to help the little boy correct his mistakes.

When he held the little boy's hand, he was stung again.

Until the little boy called him: "Big brother, is this right?"

"Go a little further to the right. Yes, that's it." An Yechen held back desperately, trying to pretend nothing had happened.

The little boy naturally didn't notice this, when he used the sword correctly for the first time, he was very happy.

He hugged An Yechen and said excitedly: "Big brother, thank you!"

An Yechen's body was completely stiff at this moment, and he clamped his legs tightly.

After the little boy gave him a hug, he went back to practice his sword, getting better every time.

After practicing for about an hour, the little boy was tired, so he sat down to rest.

An Yechen asked the little boy: "Little brother, why are you working so hard?"

"I want to protect my mother," said the little boy.

An Yechen was puzzled.

The little boy told An Yechen that his father died in battle two months ago, his mother couldn't accept it, and she shed tears every day.

When the little boy's mother lost all hope, the little boy grew up all at once.

So he decided to practice his sword hard, and when he becomes stronger, he can protect his mother.

"I want my mother to live a good life. Therefore, I want to practice sword hard. Brother, can you continue to teach me tomorrow?" The little boy asked An Yechen.

Looking at this strong little boy, An Yechen couldn't find a reason to refuse.

So, he promised the little boy.

"Brother, thank you!" The little boy was very happy.He told An Yechen, "Big brother, my name is Luo Yuchen, what's your name?"

"Anyechen" Anyechen said his name.

Next, the little boy called "Brother Chen" one after another, making An Yechen very happy.

After playing for a while, Luo Yuchen said goodbye to An Yechen. He said he was going home to cook for his mother.

Luo Yuchen left.

An Yechen stared blankly at Luo Yuchen leaving, and said "thank you" in his heart.

Luo Yuchen's seemingly unintentional words let him find a reason to live.

All along, An Yechen thought that he was hurt deeply.

He can cry, be sad, or despair, but Luo Sanqian can only bear everything in silence.

In addition to this, Luo Sanqian is not only busy with the war, but also busy with taking care of him.

Therefore, falling three thousand is the biggest victim.

Wanting to understand these, An Yechen decided to forget everything and let himself go.

"Bing Lan, you use my defenselessness against you to hurt me, you just want to watch me collapse in pain.

It's just that you underestimated Ah Jiu's affection.In order not to disappoint Ah Jiu, I decided to live a good life with Ah Jiu.Our happy life is the best response to you!

Let the past go, start now! An Yechen murmured.