"Qinglian, when have you ever seen me take a shower?" She still couldn't believe it.
"Just when you were unconscious." Qinglian replied.
"But, I'm in a coma, how can I take a shower by myself?!" Yi Shuihan's face has begun to show frost.
"I brought you here. Taking a hot spring bath can relax your muscles and speed up your blood circulation. Otherwise, how could you wake up so quickly." Qinglian looked like she was taking credit. You see how well I took care of you.
Hearing this, Yi Shuihan's face turned completely cold. Qinglian not only looked at her all over, but also touched her all over, "How many times have you taken me to hot springs?!" [
"I don't remember, maybe once a day." Qinglian replied.
Finally, Yi Shuihan's heart couldn't bear it anymore, and with a thud, he fell headlong into the hot spring.
…
In the next few days, Qinglian would go out to practice at the top of Jueqiong Peak in the morning, come back at noon, and then take a nap with Yi Shuihan. In the afternoon, the two would talk and read.
Yi Shuihan changed his bathing time to the morning and took a bath while Qinglian was out. Sometimes he would play around for a while and look for something to eat.
Today, long after noon, Yi Shuihan didn't see Qinglian come back. She was a little worried. Qinglian usually came back on time, but now it was more than an hour later than usual.
Just when Yi Shuihan was about to go out to find Qinglian, the door opened.
The person standing outside the door was Qing Lian, with thick snow on his hair and shoulders, heavy tiredness on his face, his face solemn, his eyebrows slightly frowned, and confusion and panic flickering in his eyes. He stood like this
At the door, like a sculpture, it may be difficult to take a step forward.
"Qinglian, what's wrong with you?" Yi Shuihan had never seen him look like this before, and reached out to brush away the snow on his shoulders and hair.
"...Shuihan, I'm tired." Qinglian said slowly, her tone revealing her tiredness.
"Then let's go take a nap." Yi Shuihan pulled Qinglian into the house and closed the door. She knew that Qinglian went to bed early and got up early, and she had to take a nap every noon.
"Okay." Qinglian looked at her, smiled, and nodded.
Qinglian lay on the bed
Yi Shuihan didn't kick him away as usual. She didn't know what happened to him, but seeing that he was in a bad mood and looking tired, she couldn't get angry at him.
"Shuihan, I'm scared." Qinglian spoke slowly, her hands and feet entangled even tighter.
"Well, what are you afraid of?" Yi Shuihan asked, why would Qinglian be afraid if she is so strong?
"My power of thought is getting weaker and weaker. I have been cultivating very hard. I am afraid that I will never recover..." Qinglian spoke quietly, telling all his uneasiness and panic. He was glad that Shuihan was there and would make him
Very reassuring.
As she talked, Qinglian fell asleep.
Yi Shuihan sighed, in fact, Qinglian is also quite difficult. Practicing alone on this vast snow mountain, apart from practicing, it should be very boring.[
She didn't know what Qinglian practiced and couldn't help. She couldn't understand what Qinglian said, but she could hear his fear and confusion.
Qinglian slept until dusk before getting up. When she got up, she felt a little hungry, so she ate an unknown fruit and she felt much better immediately.
"Shuihan, why don't we take a bath together."
Hearing this, Yi Shuihan almost fell off the chair. These words were too ambiguous, even though she knew Qinglian didn't mean that: "I already took a shower this morning."