I still remember the king's heart

"Why are you here again? I beg you to have more time to visit Sangyu, and don't come here to harm the kitchen again." For convenience, they simply rented the small yard behind the inn, creating a quiet place in the hustle and bustle of the city.

When Su Ruoying saw Su Ming appearing at the kitchen door, there was only one head and two big ones.

For a month, after Su Ming took care of Sang Yu, she appeared in the kitchen at regular intervals. Every day, the place was messed up, and Su Ruoying, shedding kelp tears, silently followed behind to clean up the mess.

Su Ming pursed her lips, rolled up her cuffs, showing her slender and fair wrists, walked to the stove without saying a word and started to work.

Lighting a fire neatly, cleaning the pot and adding underwater rice, and then washing and choosing vegetables, is actually somewhat decent.

Su Ruoying finally breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at her with a little more admiration. A person like Su Ming, who is so cold and indifferent, would also make soup for others to wash his hands.

I remember that after she entered the kitchen and made a mess on the floor on the first day, she was silent for a long time, saying that the food she cooked was delicious. I thought it was very simple, but it turned out that it was not easy.

Sang Yu's waking up was something that no one expected. Yue Xinyao sat at the table with her head tilted and dozed off. When the lights crackled, she woke up suddenly.

Looking back, I saw the man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were dazed but out of focus, staring straight at the indigo butterfly woven with gold thread on the curtain.

She walked over cautiously and called softly: "Sang Yu"

It took a long time for Sang Yu to shift her gaze to her, but her eyes were still blank, neither sad nor happy nor turbulent.

Yue Xinyao sighed softly, reached out to cover her forehead, "Is there any discomfort?"

Sang Yu blinked, with warmth flowing in her palm, "Why did you save me?"

His voice was hoarse, with the paleness of recovering from a serious illness.

Yue Xinyao knew that she was shameless like this, but she still said it out, "Give yourself a chance and give others a chance"

"Wake up... wake up..." Gu Cheng was a little incoherent, running all the way out of breath.

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Su Ruoying frowned, and after thinking for a long time, a gleam of joy finally appeared in her eyes.

Su Ming's hand holding the spoon paused for a moment, and a gentle arc finally appeared on his lips, revealing a heartfelt smile these days.

The moment the ice and snow melted, it was so bright and beautiful.

Su Ruoying tugged at her sleeve, "Hurry up."

Unavoidably overwhelmed by the great joy, Su Ming knocked over a few more bowls, she took a deep breath to calm down, "You go first, she has been in a coma for so long, I will go there when the porridge is ready"

After leaving the kitchen, Gu Cheng pulled her all the way in the opposite direction, Su Ruoying was puzzled, "Brother, don't you want to see Sang Yu?"

Gu Cheng shook his head, "Let Su Ming be alone with her, some misunderstandings will be misunderstandings for the rest of your life if you don't explain them clearly."

So when Suming pushed the door and entered, Yue Xinyao's hand had just come down from Sang Yu's forehead. She was standing at the door with a tray in her hand, watching Sang Yu bury her face in her palm and weep softly. Help, that person's expression is full of tenderness and compassion.

Bit by bit of sharp pain in the bottom of her heart, she managed to straighten out her expression, and put the tray on the table, which contained a bowl of red dates and lotus seed soup, and a few light dishes.

"Let's have something to eat"

Yue Xinyao withdrew her hand in a panic, nodded and smiled unnaturally, and wanted to help Sangyu get up, but Su Ming pushed her away first, trying to reach out and hug her.

It is the nephrite jade fragrance that I have longed for for a long time...

But Sang Yu turned her head away in shock, her body trembled slightly, her eyes were red, she bit her lower lip tightly, her already pale lips were bitten with red marks, and she subconsciously cast her eyes on Yue Xinyao for help.

Su Ming froze in place, with disbelief and a trace of grief in her eyes, she wanted to try to move forward again, but Yue Xinyao stopped her.

"She just woke up, her body is still weak, and she can't stand any stimulation"

Su Ming clenched her palm into a fist, and slowly withdrew her hand, the corners of her lips became cold and hard again, and her heart seemed to be numb from the pain, she turned around to get out of the way, and stumbled away.

"Okay, stop crying." Yue Xinyao coaxed her in a low voice, helped her up from the couch, and wiped her tears with her sleeves.

"How about something to eat?"

Sang Yu shook her head, her eyes wandered far away, she didn't know what she was thinking, or she was following the footsteps of someone leaving.

Yue Xinyao straightened her face and made her look directly at him, her tone became serious little by little, "Sang Yu, everyone has had a hard time these days, because of you Gu Cheng was seriously injured, almost no one can sleep well"

"Even if you don't want to live anymore, you have to think about your friends, they are all working hard for you, what right do you have to give up!"

"Love is not the whole of life, if you lose her, there will be others"

Sang Yu stared blankly at her eyes, which were always smiling, so stern for the first time, but she saw something different in her eyes, a faint affection that seemed to be there.

She slowly lowered her eyes, "Xinyao, thank you, I can't repay you."

Putting these two illogical words together, what a smart person Yue Xinyao is, she has already understood its meaning.

A gloomy look flashed across her brows, and she picked up the bowl of lotus seed soup from the table and handed it to her lips.

"I just don't want to smash the signboard of my ghost doctor, let's have a taste of my fate."

Yue Xinyao is such a person, she has the ability to make people laugh with just a few words, and she also feels very comfortable around her, just thinking of her fate...

Although there was a light curve on her lips, her brows and eyes were still gloomy. Yue Xinyao knew that this problem could not be resolved with a few words, so she fed her porridge and told her some jokes to relieve her boredom.

Days passed by, calmly and calmly, seeing that the time of March was getting closer and closer, Su Ming seemed to want to make up for all the previous regrets, and spared no effort to be good to her.

Sang Yu's body is getting better gradually. It's not that she hasn't been moved, but she's afraid that it's just a dream again, a nothingness like flowers in a mirror and moon in water.

In the bloody morning light that day, her gesture of swinging the sword was indifferent and ruthless, and it has been deeply burned into her eyes since then. Every time she dreams back at midnight, she has revisited it countless times, and her heart is bruised again and again.

That can't be completely resolved with a few words or deliberate diligence. What is needed is time, and what they are most lacking now is time.

Regarding the three-year agreement, Su Ming didn't tell anyone, and she didn't look any different from the past, she still took care of her daily life and served her meals with her own hands every day, even though she wanted to reach out and hug her weak and sick countless times body, and suppressed this impulse again.

Because she still couldn't stay in the bed, Yue Xinyao was afraid that she would be bored, so she collected a lot of essays, anecdotes, story books, and even some unhanded ones, and piled them neatly by the bedside. She has always been a careful person.

"It's time to eat." Su Ming put the tray on the small table next to her bed, so that she could reach it easily, and then left.

Sang Yu looked up and saw some stains on her cuffs, and a small hole was broken, revealing the inner underwear, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He has always been such a quiet and clean person, and stopped her when she was about to step out of the room.

"The cuff is broken, let me mend it for you."

This was the first time she talked to herself after waking up, and Su Ming put down her cuffs almost at a loss, her eyes were a little sour, and there was a tremor in her cold tone.

"No... no need"

"The needle and thread are in the third compartment from the bottom of the cabinet"

She slowly supported the door frame, suppressed the turbulent emotions, moved back step by step, took out the sewing box and handed it to her.

Sang Yu took it and threaded the needle neatly, put her hands flat on her knees, bent down and carefully sewed the sleeves for her.

The setting sun cast a layer of halo on her side face through the window, the fluff on her face was clearly visible, the eyelashes curled up, and the skin was so fragile that Su Ming almost wanted to reach out and touch it.

She shrank her right hand into her cuff, resisting the urge.

"Okay." Sensing that her eyes never left her, Sang Yu's face was a little hot, and she said in a low voice.

The slender fingers tied a knot nimbly, she leaned down and bit off the end of the thread lightly, and when she was about to stand up straight, she was suddenly embraced by someone.

Unlike the usual gentle hug, this hug has a scorching strength that seems to want to rub her into his arms, the arms around her are trembling slightly, and Sang Yu can feel it.

What she didn't expect was that warm liquid fell into her neck, which made her heart throb a little bit.

Su Ming... is crying...

Su Ming, who never showed weakness easily, hugged her for the first time to show his fragility, and refused to make a sound even when crying, like a trapped animal licking its wounds alone.

"I'm sorry..." The three vague words were choked with sobs.

What else can't be forgiven, she is like this, what else do you ask her to do and say, obviously from the beginning she knows that she is a cold-tempered person who is lazy to get along with others.

It's because she has been asking for extravagance, not knowing that she wants her to be more gentle, and to wait for her wholeheartedly. Sang Yu's eyes are also red, and she slowly raises her hand to hug her back.

She has insisted on this love from the very beginning, so since it has reached the present, what reason is there to give up?

Yue Xinyao watched all this quietly outside the window, a self-deprecating smile appeared on her lips for a long while, she put the medicine bag in her hand on the corridor, turned around and left step by step.

These few months of being together day and night, even if it was time stolen from heaven, now it's time to give it back to her.

She will always remember that night when the lights were bright, the woman looked forward to the brilliance, the smile on her lips was mischievous, and she stretched out her hand to catch the firefly.

I will also remember the warmth flowing quietly in the palm of the hand in the flickering candlelight. At that moment, her heart was throbbing like never before, but it was a pity that she still couldn't embrace each other.

From then on, I hope that the mountains and rivers will not meet again, it is just a dream, and after waking up from the dream, she will still be the absurd master in the eyes of the people of Wanhua Valley, and those memories will be used to drink after dinner.

"Look, I can't even sew my sleeves when you're not around." Feeling the strength of her hug back, Su Ming was overjoyed and even told jokes.

Sang Yu's face was a little hot, and she suddenly remembered something, and suddenly opened her eyes wide, "needle, needle, needle is still in your cuff"

The movement was so big just now that the tip of the needle must have stuck into her wrist. Sang Yu felt a little distressed and hurriedly pushed her away. Sure enough, a striking silver needle was deeply pierced into her white wrist.

Su Ming shook his head, his eyes were still red, and there were tears at the corners of his eyes, only now did he feel that he was a little impulsive just now, and was still crying in front of her, so shameful...

"It doesn't hurt." She turned her head slightly to cover up the blush on her pale face.

The shout of "Su Ming" was accompanied by a few deep knocks on the door, which didn't sound like Su Ruoying's voice.

Su Ming tucked the quilt up for her, "Eat first, otherwise it will be cold, I'll be back later"

"En." Sang Yu nodded slightly without thinking too much.

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Hmm... The author thinks about the new pit slowly, first fill in the pit on hand, everyone rest assured, life is endless, digging pits will not stop, don't worry, I won't be eunuchs, the pits in this attack are very good~