Your nemesis passed out again

The noisy voices in the ward gradually quieted down. Xun Qin stood up and approached the ward. You Yue was just about to close the door of the ward when Xun Qin stopped him with his hand.

The door was clamped on the back of his hand, and he seemed to be ignorant of the pain, holding the door frame tightly with his fingertips without letting go, leaving a red mark on the back of his pale hand.

"I wonder how he is doing?"

"It's just getting worse, you don't need to blame yourself." You Yue pulled the doorknob, "Just treat it as his own fault."

Xun Qin still hadn't let go of his hand holding on to the door frame, his eyes were red, and he murmured in a low voice, 'No. '

You Yue took out a real estate agent's business card from her bag and handed it to Xun Qin: "This is my phone number. As long as I have enough money, I can do bloody business. Who will have trouble with money? Stop pestering him. You can't squeeze out what you want from him, and he can't even afford his own medical expenses in the future, Mr. Xun, you might as well let him live for the sake of his hard work for you before."

Xun Qin didn't take it for a long time: "I have money, so I can take care of him."

"Forget it, his life is so poor that he can't bear it." You Yue stuffed the business card into Xun Qin's pocket.

"I... can really take care of him."

"Let's go, Lin Chen will come to watch the night later, if a fight outside the ward wakes him up, his body won't be able to withstand a few turmoil."

The hand that was gripping the door frame was finally released slowly. You Yue closed the door with a muffled sound. He stood on tiptoe and looked in through the glass window of the door. Wen Ningshu was very quiet, breathing in and out. Cover with a thin layer of white mist.

You Yue closed the blue curtain on the door, and Xun Qin lowered his head and walked towards the safe passage.

Even looking at him through a layer of glass became a luxury. He sat on the stairs of the safe passage, only to realize that without Wen Ningshu, he had nothing and didn't even know where to go.

He stayed in the safe passage from night to day. After dawn, he bought breakfast and wandered outside Wen Ningshu's ward. Seeing that someone was taking care of him, he couldn't even enter the ward, let alone bring the food in his hand. Wandering around the floor with a plastic bag containing breakfast, I happened to meet Mu Qian who came to visit.

"Xun Qin?"

Xun Qin was taken aback for a moment, seeing that Mu Qian did not respond for a long time.

"It's just right to meet you. There is something I think is more appropriate to tell you than to him. Can I take a step to talk?"

Xun Qin hesitated for a moment, and guessed from her words that she must not know the relationship between the two, so he nodded and followed her, hoping that she would deliver the things for him after he finished speaking.

The two came from upstairs to the small garden downstairs, and Mu Qian moistened her lips.

"Last time, I didn't mean that Mr. Wen's soul was incomplete. I wanted to help Mr. Wen with a divination to see if he could solve the cause and effect." Mu Qian carefully glanced at Xun Qin, "But the cause and effect are related to you."

"I?"

"You are also a warlock, so I don't know if there are remnants of souls around you."

Xun Qin's eyes sank: "What do you mean?"

"I just look at it according to the book of the third generation left by the master. Of course, I am not capable and I don't know if there are any mistakes in the calculation. However, Mr. Wen's congenital deficiency is not limited to this life. And after I come out, I'm afraid I can only be a reptile with wings, and my life is not long..." Mu Qian pursed her lips anxiously, "The cause in the hexagram is quite similar to that of Mr. Xun, so I Only then did I consider whether to speak directly to Mr. Wen."

"Don't tell him." Xun Qin grabbed Mu Qian's arm, and then slowly let go, "...If he knows that his life is not long, he should think about it."

Mu Qian nodded: "You're right, but the missing piece must be found, but after more than a hundred years, trying to find it may be like looking for a needle in a haystack."

"I...I will find a way."

"Okay, you are better than me, and I will leave this matter to you. I should also go up and see if Mr. Wen is better."

"Mu Qian, can you bring this to him for me?" Xun Qin handed the cold porridge to Mu Qian, Mu Qian reached out to pick it up, but Xun Qin took it back, "Forget it...it's all cold gone."

He stood up and slowly left Mu Qian's sight.

Every word Mu Qian said was like a small thorn piercing Xun Qin's pain. He clearly wanted the dead to come back to life to make up for the kindness at that time, but he never thought that those actions would become a big joke.

In other words, his over-attachment ultimately misled Wen Ningshu.

Looking at the porridge in his hand, Xun Qin wiped his face, only to feel that his body was very cold.

……

In the next two days, Wen Ningshu always had warm porridge when he woke up, and he knew who brought it, so he didn't drink a sip. When Wen Yuhe came to visit, he simply asked Wen Yuhe to throw out the porridge.

At four o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock next to the pillow rang, Wen Ningshu opened his eyes and flicked his phone, then got up half lying on the bed.

Time passed by bit by bit. As soon as it was dawn outside, the door was pushed open with a babble, and he tiptoed into the room with porridge and water. As soon as he turned around, he met Wen Ningshu's eyes, and he didn't know whether to exit for a while , or stay.

"I……"

Wen Ningshu took a step forward and said, "I don't know how long I can last with my physical condition. I don't need to act so hard. If you want to give this life to someone else, I can give it to you."

"I can explain to you, he and you..."

The words were choked in his throat and he couldn't continue. It was the first time in Xun Qin's life that he liked someone, so he treated this relationship in a despicable and selfish way.

He wanted to explain that Wen Ningshu was the predecessor of that scholar. He could say that he felt guilty towards the scholar, and he really liked Wen Ningshu.

But when all this is said, it is not an indirect admission. He is the culprit who caused Wen Ningshu's congenital inadequacy. It's hard to say.

"Why are not you talking?"

"I won't do this. You mean something completely different to me. I feel guilty for him, but I really like you. I want to have the kind of liking you have in the long years to come."

Wen Ningshu lowered his eyes: "I'm better at rhetoric than before. You don't need it, you really don't need it. I'll give you everything I have. Anyway, living is tiring. You can give this life to you if you want it." .”

"Don't do this, I beg you..." Xun Qin's voice trembled a little.

"I'm going to be transferred."

Xun Qin looked at Wen Ningshu in disbelief: "Is it because of me?"

"Yes, Yuhe already knows that I broke up with you, I hope you don't disturb the people around me anymore."

"It must be like this?" Xun Qin's eyes were red, but he still stopped in place and did not dare to move forward.

Wen Ningshu closed his eyes, turned his head to one side, and his fingertips clenched the quilt even tighter.

Xun Qin continued: "I...I can take care of you. Didn't I owe you the rent during that time? You must have someone to follow you, so let's pay your rent for this, okay?"

Wen Ningshu sneered: "I don't need it, this is the end of the conversation, let's break it up! Mr. Xun..."

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