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Song Mi fell asleep for two days without waking up.

Gu Xun brought rice soup and fed him bit by bit with a small spoon.

It's a pity that after feeding a spoonful and spitting out half a spoonful, the person on the bed lay for two days without even opening his eyelids.

like dead.

Gu Xun put down the porcelain bowl.

"Song Mi." He called softly.

There was no response in the quiet bedroom.

Gu Xun lowered his eyes and held Song Mi's hand.

The young man's skin was pale, and the blue blood vessels were especially obvious on the back of his hand.

Fingers intertwined, then clenched tightly.

Gu Xun felt the warmth in Song Mi's palm, and calmed down his restless mood.

"Song Mi." Gu Xun put his hand on Song Mi's side face, and lowered his head to his forehead, "Wake up quickly."

Gu Xun's voice was hoarse, suppressing the emotions that were about to become uncontrollable: "I'm going crazy."

At nine o'clock in the evening, Gu Xun took the empty bowl out of the bedroom, while Zhan Zhi was taking the rice out of the cabinet in the kitchen to prevent it from getting moldy.

"I'll do it." Zhan Zhi rolled up his sleeves and was about to pick it up.

Gu Xun didn't give it to her, and gathered a cloud of rain to clean the dishes.

"All, I've finished eating," Zhan Zhi smiled stiffly, "It's pretty good."

Gu Xun gave a faint "hmm", raised his hand and put the cleaned porcelain bowl into the cupboard, turned around and left the kitchen.

Zhan Zhi hurriedly followed: "Song Mi, is he awake?"

Gu Xun turned around and saw the little girl holding a big bucket of rice.He paused, raised his hand and said, "Let me move it."

Zhan Zhi was flattered and shook his head again and again: "No need..."

But Gu Xun still took the rice bucket over: "Where do you put it?"

Zhan Zhi whispered: "In the bedroom..."

Since the fight a few days ago, the group of them have completely moved to Uncle Sun's house.

Firstly, Song Mi's family was smashed and couldn't live anymore, and secondly, they had mutual support.

"Grandma Wang next door is gone," Zhan Zhi lowered his head, feeling a little depressed, "before he left, he gave me several bags of rice."

"Is she dead?" Gu Xun asked.

Zhan Zhi's voice was sour: "Maybe."

An old lady whom she doesn't know doesn't seem to be able to arouse Gu Xun's sympathy.

Just like cutting off the thin flower branches and leaving the nutrients for the budding flower buds, this seems to be the greatest way to gain benefits.

He nodded and stopped outside the bedroom: "Thank you."

Zhan Zhi took the bucket of rice, thinking that this should be his line: "Huh?"

"Rest early and maintain your strength," Gu Xun looked at Zhan Zhi, "Your abilities are very useful."

Receiving the affirmation, Zhan Zhi was refreshed: "Okay, okay!"

For the past few days, Zhanzhi shares a bedroom with Aunt Sun, and Uncle Sun shares a bedroom with Song Yuanxiu.The house was covered with fog and a shield, and even the slightest movement could wake Gu Xun up from his dream.

Overall pretty safe.

Gu Xun went to Song Yuanxiu's room, and Uncle Sun was tossing his vegetable seeds by the window.

"Little Gu, you came just in time." Uncle Sun came over with a flower pot, "Give me some water."

The rain moistened the soil, Gu Xun looked at Song Yuanxiu who was sleeping on the bed, and did not look away for a long time.

"Lao Song can drink water now," Uncle Sun put the flower pot back again, "I think he will wake up tomorrow."

Although Song Yuanxiu's wound was healed by Zhan Zhi, he was still weak due to excessive bleeding.

As for drowsiness, it may also be related to the overuse of abilities.

But people are fine.

When Gu Xun returned to the room, the dim bedside lamp seemed to be a little darker.Gu Xun raised his hand, his fingertips were entwined with light blue lightning, and he climbed along the wire behind the lamp.

The lights are brighter than before.

Song Mi sank into the soft bedding, and was not disturbed by the light to sleep.

Gu Xun sat by the bed, bent down to feel Song Mi's weak breathing.

He hadn't heard Song Mi's voice for two days.

Gu Xun has known Song Mi for more than a year, and has never seen him so quiet.

"Song Mi." Gu Xun held Song Mi's side face with his palm, his thumb brushed the corners of Song Mi's eyes and nose, and finally pressed on those pale lips, "Don't sleep."

Gu Xun's eyes were full of gloom, and his voice was not as calm as before, and even trembled faintly: "Wake up."

Still no response.

Gu Xun looked at the long eyelashes on the lower eyelids of the young man in front of him.After a while, his eyes moved down, and he stared at the chapped and pale lips again.

The mouth that used to chatter in his ear is now motionless.

Gu Xun lowered his head and kissed the cool lips.

This time, apart from the fragrance of rice soup, it was a real kiss.

He moistened his lips and stopped his teeth.

"Please."

On the morning of the third day, Song Yuanxiu woke up.

He immediately went to see Song Mi who was in a coma, and heaved a long sigh.

"I'm still holding back my children when I'm old," Song Yuanxiu said with tears in his eyes, "It's better to die."

"Old Song, what you said is wrong," Uncle Sun comforted, "You can really feel at ease when you take care of your child."

The two elders left after saying a few words. Gu Xun sat in the room, his whole body seemed to be trapped in a black mist, which became extremely flammable and explosive.

"Gu Xun..." Zhan Zhi brought Gu Xun breakfast, "Don't worry, Song Mi just..."

Gu Xun turned his head, the coldness in his eyes made Zhan Zhi abruptly cut off his next words.

"I know he's not dead." Gu Xun said.

Zhan Zhi was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe, put down the egg bowl and ran away.

There were even eggs.

Gu Xun fed most of the bowl to Song Mi, and gave the rest to Song Yuanxiu.

"I ate it in the morning," Song Yuanxiu declined, "you can eat the eggs."

Gu Xun didn't answer, put the bowl of eggs on the table, turned and left.

"Little Gu has been in a bit of a mood lately," Uncle Sun said.

Song Yuanxiu waved his hand and said, "That kid has never liked to talk."

"It's not character, it's emotion," Uncle Sun corrected, "Don't you think he's too calm?"

Song Yuanxiu took the bowl of eggs and walked outside the house: "He was originally a calm person."

"You don't understand what I mean," Uncle Sun followed, "Where are you going?"

Song Yuanxiu turned his head and said, "Give the egg to Xiaozhi."

Uncle Sun felt right, and Gu Xun also noticed that something was wrong with his emotions.

He got out of the house and started looking around for underground water sources.

Always find something to do for yourself.

Gu Xun studied architecture, but it also involved some geology.

He wanted to drill a well nearby to solve the problem of domestic water.

Although he can't waste much physical strength gathering rain clouds, he won't stay here forever.

When Shimei disappeared, Song Mi would definitely look for her.

Gu Xun was worried and had to go with Song Mi.

Gu Xun walked to a place with lush vegetation, knelt down and pressed the wet soil.

Since Shimei is regarded as a supernatural power, his life should not be in danger in a short time.

In addition, she used the ability twice, and it is estimated that she will sleep for a long time.

During this period of deep sleep, she is safe.

But why is Song Mi still awake?

Gu Xun pressed his fingers into the soil and uprooted a few weeds.

He closed his eyes, digesting the sudden anger in his heart.

After a while, Gu Xun stood up again.

He looked around and took note of the exact location.

It was already noon when I returned home. Gu Xun opened the door and saw Song Mi standing in the living room with his head tilted like a statue, watching everyone busy.

"Ah... Boss Gu, you are back." Song Mi saw Gu Xun, and his eyes turned into a smile, "I wanted to find you, but they didn't even let me out..."

A familiar voice poured into Gu Xun's eardrums, and Song Mi's voice was hoarse and somewhat weak.

The violence that had been hidden in Gu Xun's heart for a long time was like raindrops falling on the cast iron, and with a slight "呲啦", it disappeared into the air like steam.

"You're awake." Gu Xun looked at Song Mi and said softly.

"Yeah." Song Mi walked in front of him, "Wake up."