Mo Siyu's voice suddenly stopped, and his eyes widened. He was confused with Chu Chuyan's confused eyes!

This person, should not be still immersed in the dream did not wake up.

Mo Siyu quickly let himself lie flat, with the people around him to open a distance, the body moved to the inside, also turned over, the back of his head at him, and said: "my bed is OK, but the bedding is a little small, tomorrow if you are afraid of your cousin to come to you, still want to come to my side to sleep, you will take the bedding in your room together.

It's a bit cold. I like to sleep alone in bedding. I'm not used to sleeping with others. "

She's also afraid that the dream will happen again.

The feeling of being on the verge of death was really terrible. The pain of being cut by a sharp blade on her wrist and the feeling of losing a little heat in her body made her scalp numb.

Chu Chu Yan realized his gaffe, moved the bedding to him, turned over, turned his back to him, and said in a dull voice, "OK."

After they reached a consensus, they had no dream and slept till dawn.

Maybe Mo Siyu was too sleepy, but he didn't even move. He was sleeping soundly.

The next day, when the people around him got up, Mo Siyu was awakened by the slight movement, and then he sat up and slid to the bed.

She yawned and said to Chu Chu: "brother Yan, give me the clothes I put on the back of the chair."

Chu Chu Yan put her clothes on her bed.

"Brother Yan, I don't know where I kicked my shoes last night."

Chu Chu Yan squatted down to help her find her shoes and put them beside her feet.

Mo Siyu rubbed his sleepy eyes and followed Chu Chuyan to his ear room. After washing, he soaked his face in cold water for a while and finally came to his senses.

She went out of the door and sat on the swing at the entrance of the corridor. She recalled the music she heard in her dream yesterday. She took out the bone whistle from her neck and blew it on her lips.

The intermittent sound startled the people who had awakened in the room.

Chu Chusheng stood at the door, looking at the slender figure on the swing, his eyebrows gradually solidified.

Mo Siyu wanted to connect the tunes he heard in the mountains with the tunes he heard in his dreams, but he found that although the two tunes had similarities, there were many differences in the details.

Blowing half a sound, still did not find the feeling of the style unobstructed, but more and more unable to connect.

Mo Siyu didn't want to waste any more time thinking about it. He put the bone whistle back in his collar, stood up from the swing and turned around.

When I saw Chu Chusheng standing behind me, I didn't know how long I had been listening.

Mo Siyu raised his small face and said with a smile, "young master, have you got up so early?"

Chu Chu Sheng nodded: "well."

"I'll give you another pulse." Mo Siyu strode over and put his finger on his pulse: "the pulse has calmed down a lot, and the lung heat is almost gone. If you take another medicine and take good care of it for three days, it will be completely good." Mo Siyu took back his hand: "seven days later, when your body is better, I will start to remove the accumulated poison for you.

It may take a long time, so you should be prepared... "

" it doesn't matter as long as it can be cured completely. " Chu Chu Yan stares at Mo Siyu's gentle and delicate eyebrows and can't help asking, "who did you learn how to beat this song?"

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