MTL - How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight-Chapter 785 Do not return, such as scattered flowers (71)

  Chapter 785 The Return of the Unruly, and the Flowers Are Likely (71)

The    bowl was torn apart and the chicken broth was splattered everywhere.

   Just when Miao Huamo was stunned, a loud noise came from the door.

   "Wen Xien!"

   followed by a hoarse shout from the man.

   Guo Zhenfei's breathing suddenly suffocated when he saw this scene, his face was already hideous, and the fear he had never had before seemed to be immersed in the flesh and blood at this moment.

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   The strong smell of medicine makes people dizzy, and the window has not been opened for a long time.

   Wen Xien felt faint suffocation after hearing it for a long time.

   There were still people in the room. Wen Xien got out of bed and wanted to open the window, but he didn't think that he hadn't put on his shoes, so his head became dizzy, and the scene in front of him shook.

   "Wen Xien!"

   was the child's hurried voice. He hurriedly put the medicine in his hand on the table, and helped Wen Xien to the bed again to cover the quilt.

   Wen Xien sighed silently, but in the end he didn't say anything and lay down following the child's movements.

   In just a few days, Wen Xien has lost a lot of weight. She is still so beautiful, but she is getting weaker and weaker due to the illness.

   She was lying on the bed so obediently, her skin was like a snowdrift, and the slender willows swayed in the wind.

   From the moment she woke up, Wen Xien didn't ask herself why she was like this, because she knew her body better than anyone else, and she would only be sad if she asked.

  The slender eyelashes hang down quietly,

   So quiet, like a swan in a desperate situation, even the arrogant death cannot bring her beauty. The eyes are still so clear, just as touching.

Miao Hua felt extremely uncomfortable watching it in his heart. The bowl in his hand was very hot for a short time, and the smell of medicine was also very strong. Miao Hua smelled it every day these days. So he knew that this medicine was very bitter and extremely difficult to swallow.

   Wen Xien took the medicine and took a quick sip. There was still a strong medicinal taste in his mouth, and he was stuffed with a candied fruit in the next second, and the sweet taste was immediately dissipated.

   I don't know if this medicine can help sleep. Wen Xien felt sleepy after drinking it, but he hadn't woken up for a long time, and he didn't want to fall asleep.

   "Little flower."

  Wen Xien turned his head and looked at the child sitting beside the bed, his eyes were very quiet, like the blue lake water, which caused a circle of ripples.

  The child lowered his head, his head was about to be buried in his chest, he responded with a muffled sound.

   This child has become more silent these days. When the two of them were together in the past, they were still a little lively, at least not as gloomy as at the beginning.

  Wen Xien knew the reason, she sighed, stretched out her hand from under the quilt and took the child's hand.

   Miao Hua paused, then clenched his backhand tightly, his head lowered very low, as if he deliberately prevented Wen Xien from seeing his face.

"I'm ok."

   Wen Xien said a very pale consolation, she really treated this child as a five-year-old child, even if the child's eyes didn't look like he was only five years old.

   "Everything will be fine, I won't leave you alone."

  's gentle voice is like a breeze, blowing away the irritability, but leaving behind the vicissitudes of the ground.

  The kid didn't know if he believed her, but at least he raised his head.

   The black, thin, and handsome face did not have much expression, but at that time, the eyes were dark like black pearls without emotion and color, dull and dark.

   The chin is pointed, and the meat that has been raised with great difficulty has lost weight again.

  Wen Xien looked distressed, she raised her hand and touched the child's face, her delicate and fragile brows wrinkled, "Why are you thin again? Did you not eat well again?"

   The small hand squeezed the snow-white finger, Miao Hua pursed his lips, and his dark eyes were gloomy, as if he would tear up this forced calm at any time.

   His voice was dry, as if he had not pronounced it for a long time.

   "Yes, eat well."

   The child is still very good. He doesn't want Wen Xien to worry about it. He just wants Wen Xien to take good medicine, treat diseases well, and take good care of his body.

  Wen Xien certainly didn't believe what the child said. Her eyes fell on the child's face, and there were blue dark circles under her eyes, and she didn't rest well at first glance.

   is really sensible.

  It was really hard for this child to follow her. At such a young age, he was forced to grow up by this life.

   In fact, the child is so capable and able to endure hardships, without Wen Xien, he would not starve to death, maybe he would live better than now.

   Thinking of this, it was her short-lived ghost who was dragging the child down. Wen Xien smiled, squeezed outside, and patted the vacant space inside.

   "Xiaohua, come up and sleep with me."

   Miao Hua hardly hesitated, he took off his shoes and got into the quilt.

   The quilt is very thick, but Wen Xien is still cold after sleeping for such a long time. Miao Hua knows that Wen Xien's body temperature has always been very low.

   It is already spring, it has been raining for several days in a row, and the weather is getting warmer, even if you wear thin clothes, you will not feel cold.

  It is said that people will become afraid of cold before death, because metabolism slows down, blood pressure flow, oxygen absorption slows down, resulting in slower and slower conversion and transportation of heat energy.

  The body will get colder and colder.

  Miao Hua hugged Wen Xien's slender arm and tightly wrapped Wen Xien's hand. He leaned on Wen Xien very close, and when he entered, he could smell the faint cold fragrance of Wen Xien's body mixed with a strong smell of medicine.

   His forehead rested on the thin, boneless shoulder, and asked calmly, "Wen Xien, are you cold?"

  Wen Xien is quite cold, but she's used to it, but it's getting colder recently. Thinking of Wen Xien, she asked suspiciously, "Fortunately, is it cold outside?"

   She remembered that it seemed to rain a few days ago, maybe the temperature dropped a little, so she felt colder than usual.

   Miao Hua didn't answer Wen Xien's question immediately. He posted Wen Xien very close to him and was passing his temperature to the people next to him in vain.

  Wen Xien waited for a long time, maybe not for a long time. She was a little sleepy, but she didn't want to fall asleep so soon, but after all, she couldn't resist the deep sleepiness, and her long and thick eyelashes drooped slightly.

   In a trance, she seemed to feel something soft and dry touching her neck.

   Then came the soft voice of a child.

   "Yes, it's cold outside, so... don't open the window, it's windy."

   Wen Xien barely woke up a little bit, she turned her head to face the child, she wanted to say something, but she had no strength.

   (end of this chapter)