How to cough up blood

Since that day, the third bamboo house has been closed again.

After Fuzhi came out, he locked himself in the room for five full days, and he lost a lot of weight.

When Gu Mianliang came in, what he saw was such a scene.

The young man curled up on the bed with his pale and thin chin resting on his knees, thinking about something in a daze. He was dressed thinly, and the protruding beauty bones on his back could be clearly seen.

Gu Mianliang paused for a moment on the mask at the boy's hand, walked over, and gently touched the boy's head, "It's time to eat."

He dressed the boy very naturally, picked up a wooden comb to bind his hair, and smoothed out the messy hair little by little, "I didn't sleep well last night."

Fuzhi didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end, listening to Gu Mianliang talking softly alone.

The hand running through his hair was warm and skilled.

Take care of people like this before.

The young man looked at the scar on his right face in the mirror, and suddenly said, "Have you combed his hair like this before?"

Gu Mianliang's expression remained the same, the hands that combed her hair dropped, she leaned over, rested her chin on the young man's shoulder, and looked into the mirror.

He said softly: "What are you talking about? When did I tie up my hair with others? From the beginning to the end, you were the only one."

The boy smiled and asked, "Really."

Gu Mianliang: "Yes."

So the boy turned his head and said softly, "Gu Mianliang, look, who am I?"

The scar on the right side of his face could not be removed, and it was exposed straight at this time, which was a bit scary.

With helplessness and doting between Gu Mianliang's brows, she kissed the tip of the boy's nose: "You are Yunfu."

"Well," tears flashed across the boy's eyes, "Remember it, I am Yunfu, don't forget."

He took the mask and handed it to Gu Mianliang, "Put it on for me."

Gu Mianliang's eyes flashed: "Didn't you say you won't wear it?"

"I'm going out today, so I'd better put it on, so as not to frighten the children." The boy said lightly.

Gu Mianliang rubbed the red bird on the mask, said nothing, and tied it on him obediently.

Shi Li Fan.

The disease spread by the Black Snake Clan is rampant in the Monster Clan.Shi Li Fan has not been lively for a long time.

Every household on the street closed their doors and windows, and there were festive blessing dolls on the stalls they found, but the hawkers were nowhere to be seen, and the gray mist lingered in the air, making it unreal.

There was a dead silence and a sense of emptiness everywhere.

Fuzhi frowned and coughed, "Is the epidemic already this serious?"

He clearly remembered the last time Feng Yang told him that the medical officers in the Demon Palace had brought the epidemic under control.But the current situation is clearly not what he said.

Gu Mianliang looked around: "There are still people here, but they are all in the room."

Fuzhi went to the side and knocked on the door of the tailor shop: "Are you there, mother-in-law? I want to buy a piece of clothing."

After a while, heavy footsteps came from inside, accompanied by a suffocating cough, and a carefree voice rushed out through the crack of the door: "Hey! The old woman said you are looking for trouble?! When is it time to buy clothes? Roll on !"

Fuzhi hurriedly said: "Grandma, I want to inquire about the situation..."

The door swung open, an old wrinkled hand stretched out, threw out a few pieces of cloth, then retracted quickly, and slammed the door shut.

The old woman babbled cursingly: "Take it and leave quickly! The brat really loves beauty, don't go to the house opposite, he's sick, I'll give you the cloth, go back and make clothes yourself."

"I don't know when this day will pass..." The old woman seemed to have walked away, and the rest of her chanting could not be heard clearly.

Gu Mianliang picked up the cloth on the ground, "It's better to ask elsewhere."

Fuzhi's eyes were full of worry: "The Yaohuang Palace must be in chaos right now, let's go to the Wolf Clan first."

The two walked towards the intersection, and bumped into the wolf clan and a group of medical officers head-on, and the leader was Feng Yang.

There are about a few hundred people, knocking on doors from door to door, and seem to be distributing something.Feng Yang saw Fuzhi from a long distance away, jumped over happily, scratched his head and said, "Yunfu, why are you here..."

Fuzhi pointed at the medical officer behind him, "What are you doing?"

Feng Yang explained: "The cause of the epidemic has been found, but it is not easy to treat. Thanks to the jar of blood you gave me, the medical officers found a way to suppress it."

As he spoke, he unconsciously glanced at the white-haired man standing behind Fuzhi, "I am idle, so I asked His Majesty the Demon Emperor to distribute the elixir refined with Chiyu's blood. go down."

Gu Mianliang said: "...Is it the jar of blood I gave you earlier?"

Feng Yang looked at him strangely, "As Yunfu's spouse, don't you know?"

Fuzhi didn't answer Gu Mianliang, but said: "If it's not enough, I can still..."

"Enough is enough!" Feng Yang hurriedly waved his hands, "The medical officer said the blood is very pure, so I only used a small amount now." As he spoke, he pinched his fingers to make a small distance.

Fuzhi was amused, "Okay you."

He breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good to find a way to suppress it, and it will definitely be resolved."

Seeing him laughing, Feng Yang laughed foolishly himself. He took out a bottle of pill from his arms, "I found this in the warehouse of the wolf tribe, Xueyan Pill, it can relieve scars, Yunfu, you take it."

Saying that, he stuffed it into Fuzhi's hands without any explanation.

Fuzhi was taken aback for a moment, and then declined: "No, even if I use this, it won't get better..."

"If you give it, you will give it." Feng Yang rubbed his nose, "It should be really effective. When I stole it, my mother kicked me out for three blocks. Put it away."

"By the way, there is also the method of taking it." He slapped his forehead, and took out a few more sheets of paper that were obviously torn off, "There are too many things in the warehouse, so I tore off the usage of Xueyan Dan separately. I don't understand this..."

Facing Fuzhi's gaze, Feng Yang's ears turned red as he explained the matter in one go.

He also seemed to realize that he was suspected of damaging other people's feelings by doing so, so he hurriedly apologized to Gu Mianliang, greeted the rest of the people, and hurried forward, looking like he was running away.

Fuzhi looked down at the paper stuffed in his hand, and on the first piece of paper was written a few large characters that looked like dogs crawling: Yunfu, leave the second place next to you for me!

Starting from the second picture in the back is the proper usage of Xueyan Pill.

Fuzhi: "..."

This little wolf is really wicked.

Gu Mianliang saw what was written on the paper, "He likes you."

Fuzhi put these things away, "Are you jealous?"

Gu Mian sneered and said, "No."

I don't know where Peng stepped on this sentence, the boy's eyes turned cold, he looked at him and said mockingly: "Father, your acting is not very good."

"If you like someone, you won't be indifferent." He pulled Gu Mianliang's skirt and lowered his voice, "You don't like me at all."

After finishing speaking, he paused, and smiled in Gu Mianliang's inexplicably dark eyes, let go of his hand, and patted his shoulder: "But it's just acting, foster father, remember, don't reveal your secrets next time .”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked back, but after walking a few steps, he was suddenly picked up by Gu Mianliang from behind, and flew into the air in an instant!

The boy was startled: "You!"

Gu Mianliang looked down at him: "I'm not jealous, but I'm very angry, so stop looking at other people, okay?"

The deep black eyes seem to be hiding sadness, and the intoxicating tenderness is like thick ink that cannot be melted away.

The white-haired beauty bowed her head and kissed his forehead lightly, while shackling the young man in his arms uncompromisingly, she begged in a low voice: "Promise me."

"..."

The boy closed his eyes, didn't speak any more, buried his head in Gu Mianliang's warm embrace, yearning for that touch of warmth.

The foster father really loved that man.

What a bad thief he was, he thought.

Time passed quietly for a month.

Instead of being immersed in this kind of meticulous tenderness, the young man became more and more depressed.

He fell into severe self-loathing.

Tried Gu Mianliang's bottom line of loving someone over and over again, but was tolerated again and again.

The young man felt more and more clearly how much Gu Mianliang loved that person.

But the clearer he became, the more desperate he became.

He emphasized that he was Yunfu countless times, and asked Gu Mianliang to say that he loved him countless times.It seems that you can deceive yourself in this way.

False flowers bloom hopeless fruit.

It's all just a show.

Gu Mianliang boiled today's medicine, and put it down to prepare preserved fruit.

Fuzhi stared blankly at the bowl of medicine on the table.

The hot steam from above gradually weakened, and the medicine was almost cold.

After a while, the young man touched his heart, a red light flashed, and a strange flower appeared in his hand.

Fire snake demon flower.

The feathers of the Akabane tribe can hide things, and he has been hiding under the feathers on his heart.

Fortunately, he hid it, otherwise he would not even be able to keep this flower if he was taken away.

The aura on the demon flower flickered, Fuzhi looked at it for a while, and hot spiritual power slowly floated up in his hand, melting the demon flower into the bowl of medicine on the table.

When Gu Mianliang pushed the door open, Fuzhi just stopped.

As if Gu Mianliang didn't see it, she brought over the fruit plate and said warmly, "Why don't you drink it?"

Fu Zhi's eyes were bent, and he looked up at him with his chin propped up. The shadow of the mask fell on the other side of his fair face, which was dark for no reason. His red lips curled up, "It's poisonous inside."

Gu Mianliang frowned: "I've checked the prescription, and it's not toxic."

The boy stretched out his slender fingers and poked the medicine bowl: "The poison I injected was just now."

A look of helplessness flashed in Gu Mianliang's eyes, as if he was used to making things difficult for him, "I'll make another bowl."

"No," the young man picked up the bowl, his phoenix eyes sparkling, "Don't waste it."

While speaking, his lips pressed against the mouth of the bowl, and some medicinal juice was already on it.

Gu Mianliang's pupils shrank, and she subconsciously reached out to grab it.

Fuzhi turned around and dodged deftly. He stood up, looking like a captivating fairy under the candlelight, "Why, don't you want me to drink?"

"..."

Gu Mianliang didn't speak, but narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Father, I still want to know what step you can do for him."

The boy walked in slowly.

The height difference between him and Gu Mianliang was nearly half a head, and at this time, he was holding the medicine bowl and sticking it to his body.The young man stared at him intently, and could even feel his heartbeat.

The young man's cool fingertips brushed against Gu Mianliang's Adam's apple, and repeatedly touched the fragile throat. He sighed: "Father, you don't want me to drink this bowl of medicine, so just drink it yourself, okay?"

It's like being coquettish.

"If I drink it, I will die, and he has no chance of resurrection. If you drink it, I will live, and I swear that I will save him..." The boy's voice was soft and quick, "Father, which one do you choose? "

Gu Mianliang looked at him deeply.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Fuzhi smiled, pushed him on the chair, and straddled him, her flexible waist pressed tightly against Gu Mianliang's lower abdomen, and then pressed the medicine bowl to the white-haired beauty's lips.

The medicine bowl tilted slowly.

Gu Mianliang's dark pupils reflected the shadow of the young man, then rolled his Adam's apple, and swallowed the first mouthful of medicine.

"..."

The medicine in the medicine bowl is getting less and less, the smile on Fuzhi's face is getting bigger and bigger, but the corners of his eyes are red.

The hand holding the medicine bowl gradually trembled, and the medicine juice that was too late to swallow slipped across Gu Mianliang's chin, leaving a dark mark on the blue neckline.

"enough!"

Whoa!

The medicine bowl was suddenly dropped on the ground by the boy.

His eyes were red, he stroked Gu Mianliang's still calm face, then pressed the back of his head, and kissed him deeply, the kiss was urgent and fierce, mixed with tears and low sobs.

He frantically kissed away the bitter medicine in Gu Mianliang's mouth, and finally his movements became gentle again, to make people aware of the deep despair that could not see a ray of light.

Gu Mianliang's body tensed up for a moment, but was firmly pressed down by the young man.

It took a long time to separate.

Both of them were panting shortly.

Gu Mianliang's lips turned red from being sucked.

The boy staggered off him and turned his back to him.The faint light fell on the red dress, making it look dim.

After he calmed down for a moment, he said in a hoarse voice: "...the medicine is not poisonous, I lied to you."

The young man raised his head, swallowed the lump in his throat, pushed open the door wearily, and walked out.

Gu Mianliang's voice was hoarse: "...where are you going?"

The boy shook his head, but just let it go, "Go for a walk, don't worry, I won't break my promise," he paused, and added, "Don't follow me."

As soon as he spoke, he turned into a little cardinal that had always been inconspicuous, and flew away, blending into the stars in the night, and disappeared after a while.

Gu Mianliang stayed where she was, and went out to look at the night sky after a while.

After a while, he frowned and pressed his pulse.

... The inexplicable burning sensation in the meridians a few days ago seems to be slowly disappearing.

There were several different feelings in his heart, and he always felt that there was something omission in him.But after thinking about it carefully for a long time, I didn't find anything I had forgotten.

Gu Mianliang pursed her lips, went back to the house, and silently took away the broken bowl on the ground.

Fuzhi has been flying for a long time, and the feathers pass by the free wind on the mountains and rivers.

[Ah Ruan: Master, Gu Mianliang put soul-chasing threads on you, you can't run away. 】

[Fuzhi: Don't run away, come out to find your old lover. 】

The little cardinal was flying, and the depression in his heart was relieved a lot. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had flown a long distance unknowingly, and arrived at the foot of a mountain in the south.

A winding stone step road leads to the top of the mountain.

This mountain peak is very strange, the whole mountain is full of peach blossom trees, and it is obvious that winter is about to enter, but the peach blossoms are still burning and blooming.

The falling peach petals fall on the stone steps, and the light mist in the morning makes the ground look like a fairyland, lingering like a picture scroll.

Very beautiful.

But it's very quiet here, and there seems to be no one there.

The young man faintly felt familiar, but he clearly knew that he had never seen such a scene before.

He was inexplicably attracted. After hesitating for a moment, he pushed aside the peach mist and slowly stepped up the stone steps, step by step towards the top of the mountain.

There is a two-story bamboo house on the top of the mountain, with a small veranda around the outside, which is very delicate and beautiful.

It's so quiet here that it doesn't look like anyone is there, but the veranda is very clean, except for the fallen peach petals, there is nothing there, as if it is often wiped by someone.

Facing the bamboo house, there is a small tomb.

Curiosity flashed in the boy's eyes. He walked over and stroked the tombstone with his hand. The tombstone was made of wood. There were no words on it, but two figures were engraved on it.

One is taller and the other is thinner.

They were side by side, submerged into the depths of the peach forest.

It's like a pair of fairy couples.

He looked at it, and unconsciously lost his mind. After a while, he moved his eyes to the side of the tombstone, where there was a futon, a jug of wine, and two wine glasses.

There was still half a glass of wine in the glass, shaking slightly.

The boy realized that someone should be here, and he had just left.

Just at this moment, there was a sound of a wine jar breaking suddenly from behind.

The young man turned around, and among the falling peach petals, he looked up

The young man in black looked at him blankly, as if looking at someone in a dream in another life.

The young man's eye circles were a little red, and he seemed to be afraid and happy, fearing that it would be an empty dream again, so he called him softly: "Master..."