People were coming and going in the bamboo forest, and the disciples were pointing at Shen Wuchuan. Who didn't know that this young junior brother would pester the senior sister as soon as he entered the school? The senior sister was really nice to him at the beginning, but now the two of them seem to be quarreling, senior sister. I don't want to talk to him anymore.
This incident reached Su Qionghua's ears, and Su Qionghua actually smiled: "She finally has some brains."
People like Shen Wuchuan, who has no ability or background, are not worthy of her at all, so it would be better for them to give up.
At night, looking at the Chenwu River under the moonlight, Mu Yao hesitated for a long time, resisted the urge to go out, closed the window and went to sleep.
Chen Wuchuan knelt on the spot, his delicate face as calm as water, and his eyes firm.
There was a wall between the two of them, and Mu Yao tossed and turned, trying hard not to think about him.
Suddenly she felt her mood getting lower and lower, and her eyes were sore. She covered her chest and tried her best not to cry.
After patting her heart for a long time to calm down, she inserted her fingers into her hair:
If Shen Wuchuan insists on following her, she knows that she can't stop him. If possible, she would like to stay in the villa, but Su Qionghua has made it clear this time that he wants her to be the introduction and will not give her this chance.
Why is Shen Wuchuan so paranoid this time?
She closed her eyes, and all she could think about was: The gravel road was so rough, would his legs hurt? If she let him go with her, it would be a dead end, but he would definitely follow her secretly like last time. .
What should I do?
As expected the next day, he was still kneeling there. His body was already shaky after not drinking water for a day and a night. The door was opened, and Shen Wuchuan looked at Mu Yao expectantly, but Mu Yao just walked past him indifferently.
She came back at noon, glanced at Shen Wuchuan, then returned to the room and closed the door.
For this cooperation with Feixian Valley, Feixian Valley naturally brought a lot of people, and some came one after another in the afternoon.
Some disciples stayed in the guest house, and in the afternoon, a man from Mu Yao's Bamboo House came to visit.
This person is none other than Luo Nanzhou.
When Luo Nanzhou saw Shen Wuchuan kneeling in front of Mu Yao's door, he was particularly surprised and knocked on Mu Yao's door with a puzzled look on his face.
Mu Yao opened the door and saw him, frowning: "What are you doing here?"
Luo Nanzhou said: "The master brought us here, saying that we wanted to practice with Yuyin Villa. What kind of experience did we have?"
Mu Yao pulled him in: "Just in time, I have something to ask you."
Looking at Shen Wuchuan who was kneeling there again, he was in a trance while kneeling, and his eyes were wet.
Mu Yao paused and closed the door cruelly.
After closing the door, Shen Wuchuan's eyes instantly turned cold. He looked at the door fiercely, his face adding a bit of fierceness.
"Why is your junior brother kneeling there?" Luo Nanzhou was puzzled.
"I didn't make him kneel, it was him who insisted on dying." Mu Yao rubbed his eyebrows: "The place we are going to practice is Wangjiangshan. Do you remember Wangjiangshan?"
Luo Nanzhou thought: "Isn't that the place where he fell in the original work?"
Mu Yao nodded fiercely: "That's why I don't want him to participate, but he doesn't know what kind of evil he has possessed, so he has to go."
Luo Nanzhou was confused: "I didn't even finish the original novel. I just saw the battle between the two clans. Was he resurrected later?"
"Do you think he is some kind of noble boss? He is still alive." Mu Yao said sullenly.
Luo Nanzhou touched his nose uncomfortably: "Since he will die if he goes there, let's stop him."
Mu Yao said: "I'm already trying to stop him, but the way you look at him, he doesn't want to listen to me at all."
Mu Yao changed the topic: "By the way, can the medicine you prescribed for me before be reproduced now?"
Luo Nanzhou's eyes moved slightly: "Are you talking about those who treat mental illness?"
"right."
He asked anxiously: "Has your condition relapsed?"
Mu Yao said to him: "Shh, keep your voice down, I'm not sick."
"Then what are you doing with the medicine?"
"I have been suffering from insomnia recently. That medicine has a sedative and hypnotic effect."
Luo Nanzhou breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me to death. Isn't there a tranquilizer for insomnia? Why would you take that? Besides, I am a psychiatrist, not a pharmacist. How could I reproduce a drug with such complex ingredients?
It’s imported.”
"Well, if you have a mental illness, will taking sleeping pills help?"
Luo Nanzhou said seriously: "I advise you not to think so. Don't you understand that you can prescribe the right medicine? Sleeping pills will only make you sluggish, and if you take too much, it will also cause harm to your body."
Mu Yao thought: "That's it -"
Luo Nanzhou added: "If you really relapse, you must tell me in time. Bipolar disease is not only dangerous to you but also to the people around you, especially this is a fantasy world."
Mu Yao nodded hurriedly and pointed his finger at Shen Wuchuan: "Then what should I do with him? Even if I knock him out, he will still come after him when he wakes up."
Luo Nanzhou commented: "Is he so eager to die? He can't even stop him."
Mu Yao didn't want him to die, but he was too stubborn.
"He wants to follow me, but this time around the alliance between Feixian Valley and Yuyin Villa, even if I get sick, Su Qionghua will still let me go. I can't escape." Mu Yao pursed his lips.
Luo Nanzhou thought for a moment and said: "If you really can't escape, you might as well let him follow you. You can rest assured that he will always be by your side."
Mu Yao frowned: "I don't dare to bet."
"Then do you think he will wait for you here obediently?" Luo Nanzhou stared.
This is what Mu Yao is afraid of, so there is nothing he can do.
Luo Nanzhou looked at Chen Wuchuan through the gap in the window for a while, and something suddenly came to his mind. He suddenly looked back: "Isn't he like you?"
Mu Yao stiffened and did not dare to answer this question.
"Why don't you speak?" Luo Nanzhou frowned.
Mu Yao said: "How do I know what he is thinking?"
Luo Nanzhou made a "cut" sound, "I just want to say, what is your charm? Why do people still like you when you are just a puppet?"
"That means people have discovered the shining point in me."
"Forget it, with your previous mental state, I don't think he can bear it." Luo Nanzhou said, crossing his arms.
Mu Yao tried hard to recall, but her face became extremely ugly. She hesitated and said, "Was it really that bad for me before? It seems like I just threw things, pulled my hair, or just hid in the quilt and cried alone."
"Do you need me to help you recall, Miss? You woke up in the middle of the night crying and howling without warning, rolled down the stairs on a whim, crushed the glass cup into pieces and played with it with your bare hands... You still need me for these things
Say it again?"
"Uh...it seems a bit..." Mu Yao looked at Chen Wuchuan with a troubled face.
Now that her condition has relapsed, she doesn't know how it will develop in the future. Will Shen Wuchuan accept herself like this...