Qin Wuyan didn't know how to answer. He could only say vaguely: "in fact, nothing happened. It's just that internal strife is a bit serious. Maybe he wants to find an opportunity to support me. I'm happy to have a rest for a while."

Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't cooperate as usual. He intentionally or unintentionally avoided his touch and caught his hand: "ah Yan, since you have gone to lingquantai, you can pray for me, OK?"

"Good."

"Then you should have a clear mind and few desires. You should not break the precepts at will."

Qin Wuyan: "

Qin Wuyan: "Xiaoyu, I haven't seen you for many days. After I go, I can't touch you for many days when I come back. I, I..."

But the sight touches Zhuang Xiaoyu's clear eyes like a lake, and Qin Wuyan's remaining words are stuck in his throat.

He rearranged Zhuang Xiaoyu's inner clothes and held him in his arms: "if you say fast, fast. If you say anything, I will follow you. As long as you don't ignore me."

Zhuang Xiaoyu leaned on his arms with a tired face: "ah Yan, I'm just a little too tired. I didn't sleep well last night. Today I took care of my father all day..."

Think of Zhuang huaisen, Zhuang Xiaoyu where there is a little bit of mood with Qin speechless love.

Today, I helped Zhuang huaisen scrub his legs. All the kneecaps have turned black. The surrounding skin and meat show signs of corruption. It's really not a good sign.

Zhuang huaisen couldn't eat in the day and sleep at night.

She saw it in her eyes and worried about it, but there was nothing she could do but hope that her second brother could get the antidote from the poison island and take good care of her father.

Qin Wuyan's finger fell on her long wrinkled eyebrow and smoothed it slowly. Looking at the red blood in her eyes, she was distressed: "listen to Yu Sui, you didn't sleep well after having a nightmare last night. Tell me, what dream did you have?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at Qin speechless, silent for a moment, choked up: "I dream that my second brother was caught by the enemy and was about to die..."

Qin Wuyan's body suddenly froze

Immersed in grief, Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't seem to notice the difference. She sobbed in a low voice: "although he has done a lot of bad things, he is the best to me..."

Qin Wuyan is not good at all. Looking at her crying pear blossom with rain, she doesn't know how to comfort her any more. She can only touch her back with her big palm and coax her: "it's just a dream. Dreams can't be counted. Don't take it seriously..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu grabbed his chest clothes, as if to find a vent, crying more and more: "so many crows surrounded him, pecked his bones are exposed“

Qin Wuyan: "

Qin Wuyan's face turned white, and sweat came out from his dry palms. He asked in a dumb voice, "besides crows, what else do you see?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu just cried more and more fiercely.

Qin Wuyan's heart became more and more anxious. He pushed her away a little, pinched her chin with his finger, and forced her to look at himself: "Xiaoyu, what else do you see? You know so well that he was captured by his enemy. Do you see the man's face clearly? "

When things go wrong, there will be demons.

Compared with the past, Zhuang Xiaoyu is really too abnormal. When she pushes the door in, she sees him at the first sight with a faint look, without any surprise and excitement of the past.

Lying in his arms, he didn't even touch it, which is unprecedented.

I'm afraid it's just an excuse for her to alienate herself.