MTL - How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight-Chapter 803 Do not return, such as scattered flowers (87)

  Chapter 803 Undoubted return, scattered flowers like this (87)

  Yesterday, Wen Xien was in pain and did not sleep all night, and his mental state was not good during the day, and he was sleepy.

   Hearing the man's words, Wen Xien cheered up.

   She was lying on the man's chest, and she could hear the man's heartbeat, as well as his hot temperature, the breath sprayed on her face, everything was so vivid and nostalgic.

   Perhaps sensing the man's unease, Wen Xien's tone pretended to be relaxed.

   "What do I have to say to you? Do you know that the medicine is very bitter, it's just killing me."

  Guo Zhenfei's tall nose rubbed against her hair, and there was a strong fragrance around her, and he approached greedily.

   coaxed: "You can get better after taking medicine."

   Wen Xien raised his hand and tugged at his hair, complaining quietly.

   "But if I drink it, my life is worse than death."

  The bullied honest man lowered his head obediently and let Wen Xien twiddle his hair, which was an invisible doting.

   His voice was hoarse, like coaxing a child.

   "But if you don't drink the medicine, it will hurt, so be nice."

   Wen Xien was amused by his tone, a faint smile appeared on his pale and beautiful face, and the whole person looked glowing.

   She turned her head to look at the man's sharp jawline and scratched his chin with her hand.

   "Do you know that I am older than you?"

  There is no age in the world of self-cultivation, because in the foundation building, one’s appearance is not old. The higher the cultivation base, the longer the life expectancy. There are many people who live to a few hundred years old.

   The man didn't seem surprised at all, he put his chin on Wen Xien's shoulder, and his hot breath sprayed on her ear.

   Strong and powerful arms tightly wrapped Wen Xien in his arms.

From the first time he saw Wen Xien, he felt that she was not an ordinary person. He remembered that he had read a few storybooks, and Wen Xien was like an immortal from outside the world, who was demoted to the mortal world because of a mistake. suffered.

   He tried desperately to keep the immortal, but it was as if he was grasping a handful of sand. The tighter he grasped, the faster it would flow.

   He thought that he could stay together for the rest of his life until he grew old, but he never thought that God would be so ruthless and cruel to take away his immortal.

  The man buried his entire face in her neck and rubbed it in attachment.

   "Then you can coax me."

  Wen Xien's hand gripping the quilt tightened, her drooping eyelashes and her neck were wet for a while, and her heart began to feel bitter.

This is not the first time she has seen a man cry, but no matter how many times she can't keep her indifferent, because she can clearly know that Guo Zhenfei is a strong man, mature and steady, as if he is not afraid of anything, as if the sky falls and he is there Hold on, you won't cry if you bleed.

   But now, he is always sentimental, perhaps because anything she says accidentally can irritate men.

   And it was she who made Guo Zhenfei like this.

   She is actually very uncomfortable, but she can't show it, because then the man will be more out of control and helpless, she always has to control him.

   Wen Xien sighed, and she turned to face the man.

   At this time, Guo Zhenfei didn't dare to look at Wen Xien.

She held the man's tear-stained face, his eyes dodged and he didn't dare to look, she slowly kissed Guo Zhenfei's chapped lips, and said, "I admit that I was a little fierce at first, and I wanted to drive you away, but it was mine before. Well, I know you're aggrieved."

   That gentle and cold voice, not only did not stop the man's emotions, but also made his emotions collapse even more.

   That was a kind of deep grievance. It was good that Wen Xien didn't say it. As soon as he said it, it reminded him of Wen Xien's words at that time.

   "You said, you said you have someone you like..."

   Wen Xien smiled: "It is true."

  The man's broad back twitched violently, and tears flowed silently, like a wounded wolf, howling in the wilderness in the middle of the night, with anger and sadness mixed in the misery.

   "But now it's you..."

   Guo Zhenfei paused, breathing more and more rapidly, those bloodshot eyes were terribly bright, but the emotions inside were so strong and suffocating.

   He is both happy and worried. Under the contrast between these two extremes, his mood has become extremely unstable.

   He hugged Wen Xien's waist, almost buried his whole body on Wen Xien's body, hunched his back, and cried helplessly like a trapped beast.

   His breath hurried uncontrollably, and he weakly wanted to hold back and get those empty vows.

   "Then can you not leave me, we will always be together forever, okay?"

   "I like you, from the first sight, I don't know a few words, but I am strong, I can do anything, and I will make you live a good life."

   "That's okay, okay...don't leave me alone."

"I beg you……"

   The man begged almost incoherently, but this life, old age, sickness and death is not something that Wen Xien can control.

   In fact, men know it from the beginning.

  Wen Xien's time was running out, he just didn't dare to face such a situation, he subconsciously chose to escape, blinded his eyes, and even hypnotized himself.

  Because he was too frightened, the only way he was afraid was to prevent the nerves that had been tense from being cut off.

  Only when he was dreaming back in the middle of the night, the endless despair and pain in his heart entangled him tightly, making him almost breathless.

   Wen Xien couldn't agree to the man's request, she hugged the man's head and made him cry like a child in her arms.

   His intermittent sobbing turned into a constant murmur.

   Listening to this, Wen Xien only felt that his heart was as bitter as drinking medicine, even more bitter than medicine.

   But she couldn't say it anymore, because she knew that the more she talked about the man, the more uncomfortable and reluctant she was to give up.

  Wen Xien was no longer willful. She drank the medicine well, but she still drank half of it and vomited half. The feeling of nausea made her unable to control her desire to retire.

   Maybe it's really all dead. Wen Xien always coughs at night, and the **** smell in his throat can't be suppressed.

   Guo Zhenfei, who was holding her whole body, would always be awakened by the sound of her coughing. Even if she kept her voice as low as possible, the man would still be awakened.

   That gentle cough sounded like a chain of death, which made him tremble all over.

   After that, he would gently pat Wen Xien on the back and coax her to sleep.

   Every night, her heart was like being bitten by countless ants. She couldn't sleep because of the pain, but she didn't dare to move, because he knew that as long as she moved a little, the man would wake up.

   So Wen Xien will adjust his steady breathing and close his eyes as if he fell asleep.

   (end of this chapter)