He already knew her temperament, and he also knew that he was just "like" Chu Liuyun, which was why she kept teasing and teasing her.
Now it doesn't seem like a big deal to accept that she will leave soon.
He closed his eyes and struggled to lie back on the bed.
Wushuang helped him, stabilized him, and then found some water to help him rinse his mouth.
Neither of them spoke anymore, and the tent was ridiculously quiet.
Yun Zimo didn't know what to say. Wu Shuang thought he was not feeling well, so he couldn't speak casually to avoid making him feel even worse.
After Qingfeng brought the food, Wushuang helped Yun Zimo up, put a pillow on his back, and sat on the bedside to feed him porridge.
Qingfeng glanced at him and whispered, "Miss Wushuang has been taking care of the young master for a month."
Then he touched his nose and left.
Yun Zimo swallowed the meat porridge, and his narrow eyes scanned Wushuang's expressionless face, "Really?"
"Um."
Wushuang responded and fed a spoonful of meaty porridge into Yun Zimo's mouth.
Yun Zimo has been in a coma for almost a month, and has been taking the decoction. When he wakes up, he has to pretend not to wake up and continue to drink the decoction. Not to mention how uncomfortable his stomach is.
The abdominal pain tonight is actually not because there is something wrong with the medicine prescribed by the medical officer, but because the Five Zang Temple has protested.
At this time, after eating the hot porridge, my body felt much better.
After finishing the bowl of porridge, Yun Zimo adjusted his mood. Just when he was about to speak, Wu Shuang said: "Thank you."
Yun Zimo was stunned for a moment, "Thank you...are you talking about Zhou Mingkun?"
"Um."
Wushuang nodded, "But don't be as desperate as this time in the future."
"Do you know that if it weren't for the breast protector, you would be dead?"
Wushuang had hardly spoken in this month. As soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't stop talking, "You can repay your revenge slowly. As long as you are alive, you will always have a chance, but if you are gone, you will lose everything."
"I don't have to kill him! And I don't have to kill him this time, do you understand?"
Yun Zimo didn't quite understand, but she just felt that shouldn't she be grateful and say "Xiao Mo, you are so kind"?
After thanking him dryly, he actually started to blame him for being impulsive and scolding him for his life.
Okay, although I am concerned.
But this was a bit different from Yun Zimo's initial expectations.
Yun Zimo felt a little uncomfortable. He lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, and said "hmm" without saltiness.
"Um, what?" Wushuang came closer and saw that he had his head lowered, so he couldn't help but hold his face with one hand, "I'm telling you seriously, don't perfunctory me."
Yun Zimo opened his mouth.
This gesture is a bit intimate.
It's not the deliberate teasing she used to do, but a natural closeness.
Wushuang frowned: "Tell me you won't be impulsive anymore."
"..." Yun Zimo repeated blankly, "I won't be impulsive anymore..."
Wushuang's goal was achieved, and he originally wanted to retreat.
But looking at his stunned expression, a thought came to my mind, and somehow I leaned forward and kissed him on the corner of his lips, "You must remember what you said."
Then Wushuang stepped away, collected the bowl and went out.
Yun Zimo stared at the tent curtain rising and falling in the wind, with a lot of disbelief in his eyes, and he couldn't help but put his hand on the corner of his lips.
She... must have kissed him!
This time I didn't mean to tease him, I really wanted to get close to him.
So if he wants her to come to Beijing with him, what are the chances of her agreeing?
Yun Zimo hasn't had time to think about what will happen after entering Beijing and what will happen in the future. Now he just doesn't want to separate.
Feeling anxious, he asked this question after Wu Shuang came back.
Wushuang glanced at him, "What if I say no?"
"..." Although Yun Zimo had guessed that she might refuse, he still couldn't hide his disappointment.
He couldn't help but said: "I finally helped you, don't you plan to take care of me as your benefactor?"
"I didn't ask you to help me." Wushuang said.
These words suddenly touched Yun Zimo's heart and lungs.
He smiled bitterly: "Yes...yes..."
You had already decided not to ask for anything in return, so why are you so greedy now because of a gentle kiss?
Once a person is greedy, he is asking for trouble.
He propped his elbows on the bed and lay down, not intending to continue the topic.
Wushuang sighed secretly, looking at his pale face, feeling a little sore in his heart, and couldn't help but murmur in a low voice: "You are so stupid."
Yun Zimo had no time to think carefully about why she said this, so he managed to maintain a graceful smile, lay down and closed his eyes.
His attitude made Wushuang even more powerless.
Just this attitude of saying "just be nice to me and I don't ask you to repay her" can actually touch her heart the most.
If Yun Zimo was always entangled and demanding repayment of favors, she might not be as entangled as she is now.
But now she would rather he would pester and be shameless.
Wushuang smiled bitterly, feeling that his thoughts were really morbid.
She was silent for a while, compiling her mood.
Yun Zimo was silent for a while, naturally he couldn't sleep.
It's still early.
Yun Zimo sighed and whispered: "You should also rest."
Wushuang couldn't hold back his breath and felt very uncomfortable. He wanted to get up and leave in annoyance, but after taking two steps, he turned around and came to Yun Zimo's bedside, "You won't ask me?"
Yun Zimo opened his eyes and looked at Wushuang in astonishment: "What do I ask of you?"
"Whatever you want, ask for it!"
"But-" Yun Zimo was speechless.
Wasn't he rejected just now?
He couldn't understand Wushuang's thoughts and looked at her hesitantly.
Wushuang glared at him, "You are smart in other things, why are you so submissive in this matter? How do you know I won't agree if you don't mention it?"
Yun Zimo obviously couldn't understand Wushuang's mood, and was hesitant and unsure of what to say.
Wushuang closed his eyes and left holding back his anger.
When he got out of the tent, the cold wind hit his face, which made Wushuang sober up.
She stood blankly in the night, looking confused.
She was angry just now.
What are you angry about?
Because Yun Zimo didn't ask her?
She touched her forehead with one hand and felt extremely happy.
What on earth are you thinking about?
He was right, even if he asked, she would never agree.
Wushuang returned to his account to rest from this day.
She would come to visit Yun Zimo every day, but her attitude was calm, no longer a little out of control, and no excessive intimacy.
Yun Zimo naturally noticed that something was wrong with her, but he couldn't see anything wrong. He tried to talk to her, but she responded tepidly.
After encountering such a soft nail, Yun Zimo fell silent.
A few days later, Yun Zimo's injury finally recovered and he could get up and out of bed.
He has injuries on his legs and cannot walk yet.
Qingfeng had already made a cane for him.
Yun Zimo disliked it so much that he would rather not go out for a walk, and it was absolutely impossible to walk with that cane.
Qingfeng was clever. Every time Yun Zimo didn't use his stick, he would call Wushuang to look after Yun Zimo.
Yun Zimo looked at the breeze and threw the cane aside as if it was useless.
But once Wushuang came, he felt at ease.
Use your cane to move around for a while.
During this period of time, Murong Yu and Yun Zichen were committed to post-war peace and security matters, and everything was progressing smoothly.
Seeing that it was time to break camp and return to Beijing.
Yun Zimo's mood also began to become heavy.
Wushuang said that he didn't want to go to that place in the capital...and his injuries recovered quickly. In a few days, he wouldn't be able to use the cane anymore.
By then, she should go where she wants to go, right?
As the sun set, Yun Zimo leaned on his rough palms and looked at the patrolling soldiers coming and going, his eyes a little lonely.
Wushuang stayed by his side.
The loneliness overflowed from his eyes, and Wushuang felt it clearly.
Wushuang didn't have any special reaction and just said: "The sun has set and it's cold outside. Go back to the tent as soon as possible."
"……Um."
Yun Zimo came to his senses, turned around and walked back.
Wushuang went to help him, but he took two steps quickly, avoiding her support, and soon he was quite far away from Wushuang.
Wushuang stood there with his eyes lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.
She followed after a moment.
Not far away, Yun Zichen raised his eyebrows: "What's going on with them?"
During the recent period, he has been busy rehabilitating the people and has almost no time to spare. At first, Yun Zimo only came to visit once a day when he was not awake.
Later, Yun Zimo regained consciousness and Yun Zichen confirmed that his injury was safe, so he came over every two or three days.
This was the first time I saw Yun Zimo and Wushuang in such a state. This chapter has been completed!