It is said that the romantic hero is my lover

"Lin Han..." murmured the person on the bed who only wore plain underwear.

This startled Shen Lian, who was about to bring in the medicine, she couldn't hold the bowl filled with soup in her hand, and fell to the ground with a slap.

The man didn't even look at the bowl that fell on the ground, and ran out quickly: "Father! Father! Brother is awake! Come and see him!"

The sound of the bowl falling made Mo Ling wake up gradually, sat up slowly, and looked at the surrounding decorations slightly in a daze.

This is a clean room, simple and bright, and I am sitting on a rosewood bed.

This is his mansion.

The mind became clearer, and what happened before the coma gradually came to mind.

There was a bit of sadness in the clear eyes for no reason, and Mo Ling stood up abruptly, but he didn't know that he had been lying on the bed for too long, his body was as weak as an ordinary person, and he staggered and fell heavily after walking a few steps out of bed. On the ground, unbiased, falling right on top of the pile of ceramic shards.

The fragments scratched the skin, and blossoms of manjusawa bloomed on the ground, which were poignant and enchanting.

Mo Ling was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "Bi An Hua, Bi An Hua..."

The faces of the two standing at the door couldn't hide their worry, Shen Lian tugged at the sleeve of the head master Shen: "Father, look..." What is the senior brother saying to her blood?

Sect Leader Shen shook his head slightly, without saying a word, he stretched out his hand to hold Shen Lian who was stepping back and walking away.

Shen Lian hurriedly sent a voice transmission: "Father, you haven't seen the condition of senior brother yet! His condition that day is really hard for me...to make people feel at ease."

Sect Leader Shen is usually reluctant to lose his temper with his daughter and regards the only daughter as the apple of his eye, but today he couldn't help it.

"I know you have loved Nian Moling since you were a child, so I just turned a blind eye and respected your wishes, thinking that if he doesn't have someone he likes, I can give up this old face for you and let him marry him." You. But the current situation is obvious, he has someone he likes, and what he likes is a man, Demon Lord Demon Realm."

Shen Lian's figure trembled, and the master Shen clenched his fist slightly, but the expression on his face was even more serene: "You grew up with him, and you know Mo Ling, so you should know his temperament. Now that man is Mo Ling Ling gave up his life, do you think he will hold other people in his heart?" After finishing speaking, he stopped looking at Shen Lian, turned around and left.

Shen Lian was stunned for a while, then murmured to herself: "Father, I know. It's just that I can't let go of it now." As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to wake up from a start, and hurriedly ran to Mo Ling's residence.

She ran into the room, but saw Mo Ling still lying on the ground, the fall just now seemed to have lost all the strength in her body.Kneeling down, seeing Mo Ling's expression, he was stunned.

Empty, dim, indifferent, numb...

Ever since she was a child, Shen Lian had never seen such a senior brother.The senior brother has always been elegant and unparalleled, and always looks calm and breezy, so it seems that if the sky is about to fall, the senior brother will just say "hmm".

Shen Lian blinked her eyes, looked at her senior brother's bleeding hand, quietly took out the medicine from the storage bag and fed it to Mo Ling, but Mo Ling didn't resist, still so silent and lifeless.

"Brother."

Mo Ling was still staring at the pool of blood on the ground in a daze.

"Someone like you will worry about you, not just me, daddy, the disciples in the sect, even that one will also worry about you." Shen Lian pointed out something, and looked at the jade pendant that Mo Ling had been wearing all the time.

That day when Mo Ling passed out, the person who changed his clothes found that the jade pendant could not be taken off Mo Ling's body at all, so he let him carry it all the time. Dad took a look and only sighed secretly: God's will.Shen Lian instantly understood that it was given to him by that man.

It is difficult for the world to see through love, and it is also difficult for immortals.

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"Teacher, don't joke with me, I will take it seriously." It must be that his own medical skills are not good, otherwise why would he not be able to see the teacher's pulse?

The right protector stepped forward to feel his pulse, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and then he even showed an incredible expression: "Your Majesty...he..." He shook his head with complicated eyes.

Mo Ling's heart is getting colder and colder, just like the body of the person in his arms is getting colder and colder: "No, I don't believe it!" He is so strong, how could...? !

People around stepped forward one by one, but in the end they all shook their heads.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it..." You are all quack doctors.

"Ling'er."

Looking up, it's the master!The master is a sage doctor in terms of medical skills, and he will never make a wrong judgment.

Master Shen squatted down to check the pulse carefully, Mo Ling held his breath, fearing that even breathing would interfere with the master's judgment.

In less than a cup of tea, Master Shen looked at Mo Ling, but did not shake his head.He just said in a gentle voice:

"Ling'er, my condolences, he is already dead."

died?Mo Ling looked blankly at Master Shen, feeling that he couldn't understand what he said.

Master Shen pinched his fingers and frowned even tighter: "The soul is gone, there is no such person as Lin Han in the world."

Dazed? !

!!!

Mo Ling sat up abruptly, the thin quilt slipped off his body, revealing his body in only unlined clothing, outlining a thin line.

Touching his forehead with the back of his hand, he found that his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He couldn't help but look at the person next to him, then leaned down and kissed that person's slightly cold forehead gently.

The panic in my heart was all calmed down at once.

The day he woke up, he left the sect and took Lin Han with him.

"Ling'er, put this in Lin Han's mouth, it will keep his body... the body will last forever." Said the master.Master Shen knew the whole story after waking up, and suddenly felt that the entire sect and himself owed karma. Without Lin Han, the Feiyan Sect would no longer exist.If they dared to move Lin Han because of the incompatibility between immortals and demons, they would be punished by heaven.

Mo Ling cupped his hands towards Master Shen: "Thank you, Master."

After a while, he went down the mountain.It's a pity that I hurried over but couldn't see off my brothers and sisters.

Master Shen stroked his beard.

Forget it, it was his apprentice after all.

-

Yaowan Ancient City.

The old city is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the shallow Tuojiang River passes through the city. The city wall made of red sandstone stands on the bank, and Nanhua Mountain is lined with the ancient city tower.There is a narrow wooden bridge across the wide river below the North City Gate, with stone as a pier, and the two people have to pass sideways on opposite sides. It used to be the only way out of the city.

Mo Ling took Lin Han to travel all over the world, and occasionally stopped at places where he encountered Shang Jia, staying for a few months.He didn't deliberately calculate the time, so he didn't know how many years had passed.It just seems to hear that the master has ascended to the top, and the younger junior sister has also become the master.

With Lin Han on his back, he walked on Funing Street. The bluestone road of Funing Street was as smooth as an egg honed by the years, and there were many old houses and shops with wooden doors on both sides.

"Teacher, the scenery here is very good. When we travel in modern times, we have never seen such a complete ancient street. Well, streets, houses, guild halls, workshops, businesses, pawns, docks, everything is available, it is quaint. Jiangnan Ancient Street."

"If you have seen it, you must like it very much. Nearby, black bricks, winding paths and corridors, quiet courtyards and deep houses; in the distance, small arched bridges, winding waterways, and water pavilions. Open your eyes quickly. I passed this stop, but I won’t go back again. If you missed it, don’t blame me for regret.” Mo Ling turned his head to the person on his back Said.

no reply.

The young man on his back still looked calm, docile and peaceful.

Mo Ling smiled in a low voice, and continued to babble, as if to lure the person on his back to open his eyes and take a good look at the elegant and ancient scenery.

The supernatant of the sunset lake, the back of the pincers blocks ten thousand canopies.Make reflections with you, and walk by the water hand in hand.

-

He was really tired from walking, so he found a stone pier and put Lin Han down, sat beside him, stretched out his hand to let Lin Han lean on him, and brushed the broken hair that had fallen from Lin Han's face.

Leaning on the railing to watch the shattered golden light of the setting sun sprinkle on the canal water, the trembling water waves make people feel as if they are in a painting.

The afterglow fades away, and the dark night comes.Gradually, probably because he was too tired, Mo Ling closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.But he didn't realize that the originally cold people around him gradually warmed up, his body warmed up, and his pulse became stable and strong.

The man opened his eyes in the dark night, like a bright star hanging high in the night sky.

He looked at the people next to him, smiled, and leaned forward to kiss Mo Ling's forehead in distress.

He picked up Mo Ling and looked at the surroundings for a while before realizing that this was the mortal world, so he carried Mo Ling and walked to the inn not far away.

Walking into the inn and putting Mo Ling on the bed, Mo Ling seemed to be awakened by Lin Han's movements, and asked sleepily, "Teacher?"

The man replied, "Well, it's me."

Mo Ling smiled: "I dreamed of you again."

The man paused: "It's not a dream."

Mo Ling pouted: "You lied, I don't believe it."

Lin Han kissed him until he was out of breath, and his face was flushed before he let go.Mo Ling buried his face in Lin Han's arms.

"Should I believe it?"

Mo Ling raised his face, but tears were already streaming down his face.

"I hope it's true. Every time you say that, I take it seriously, but when you wake up the next day, you still close your eyes and don't want to look at me." It seems that you can't distinguish dream from reality.

Lin Han sighed, and coaxed in a low voice: "This time it's true, I won't lie to you. Go to sleep, and you will see me smiling at you when you wake up the next day."

"do not fool me."

"Born in the same quilt, died in the same coffin. This is what I will tell you." Looking sideways, he found that Mo Ling had fallen asleep again, and couldn't help laughing.

-

The oriole turns a thousand times, and the breeze caresses the willow branches.

It was daylight.

Mo Ling sat up and quickly looked to the side.

The man was looking at him with a smile on his chin.

Mo Ling also laughed, just smiled and tears came down again.

"What are you crying for?"

"The teacher didn't lie to me, I'm so happy."

The author has something to say:

①The supernatant of the sunset lake, the back of the pincers blocks ten thousand canopies.Make reflections with you, and walk by the water hand in hand. ——From "You Yao Wan" by Foyin of the Northern Song Dynasty.Foyin is Su Shi's good friend. This was written by Foyin when Su Shi was the prefect of Xuzhou and Foyin asked him to play in Luoma Lake.

② Some of the scenic spots in the article refer to Yaowan and Fenghuang Ancient City. These two places are quite good and you can go to play.

③It is finally over, but there are still many things that have not been written. In order to make the final conclusion not so procrastinated, I decided to put the remaining supplementary parts in the side story, and I am going to tell a little bit from a systematic perspective.

I wrote this novel at the beginning of the second year of high school, and now I am preparing to enter the third year of high school. Thank you all for your care and support to me this year~

It's officially over, Sahua! ! !