Chapter 3491

The devil in white seldom talks. She doesn't have the strength to speak. Most of the time they spend together is silence.

She didn't ask him stupid questions, such as why he wanted to save her.

Because she knew that if she was alive, he would live too. If she died, he would soon be poisoned.

Now he has no way to raise some medicine man as before, and then take the blood of the drug man to suppress the toxicity, because now the balance of toxicity in his body has been broken, and the only way to keep him alive is to expel the poison.

Get rid of all the poison from his body.

In today's world, only she can do it!

She is getting better every day.

Time passes slowly in the silence of two people.

From spring to summer, from autumn to winter.

When the snow fell, he pushed her in a wheelchair and sat in front of the window to watch the snow.

Goose feather like snow falling, the earth a silver white.

The fierce bird had a good time chasing snow in the yard.

The corners of her lips were filled with a smile.

"The snow is beautiful. It's the most beautiful snow I've ever seen." She seemed to be talking to herself, for she knew he would not answer her.

This period of time, she has been talking to herself, and he seems to become mute, like, rarely speak.

Sure enough, the devil in white is still silent.

The silver mask, reflecting the snowflakes, seemed so cold and heartless.

Winter passed and spring came again.

One full moon night, he pushed her to sit in the yard to see the moon in the sky.

In spring, the night wind was cool, and she recovered from serious injury. She was especially afraid of the cold. He took a thick fox fur and wrapped her tightly, only showing a pretty face.

She kept her eyes on the bright moon in the sky, but a heart unconsciously thought of Mo Chuan and her spirit son.

The throat of the flute into her ears, lingering voice, tactfully emotional, ethereal and clear.

She had never heard such a wonderful flute, which was the best one she had ever heard.

Looking back, she found that under the moonlight, the devil in white was holding a pipe of jade flute, playing low.

Moonlight like water, flute sound like a dream.

This full moon night with wonderful flute sound has been deeply branded in her mind for a long time.

But after that night, she never heard his flute again.

She can move slowly, no longer rely on a wheelchair, she began dispensing, give him the antidote.

But her fingers still had no strength, and she could not give him an injection, so his sense of smell and taste did not recover.

But she began to cook, deliberately put a lot of salt in the meal, salty bitter, but he ate with relish.

Whenever this time, her eyes will twinkle with cunning pride, like a small fox in bad water.

Every time she teased him like this, she was in a good mood.

Only in this way, she can let herself no longer fall into the madness of missing, because missing is too tormenting.

She missed ling'er, Mo Chuan and Xiao Ru

She missed them very, very much!

"Tomorrow, you should go back."

The cold voice of the devil in white suddenly rang out and interrupted her missing.

She looked up in surprise and joy, "tomorrow?"

The devil in white did not speak any more. He held a bowl of steaming medicine in his hand.

In the past, when she was unconscious, he fed her medicine, put one hand around her waist, and let her lean on his chest and feed her one mouthful.

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