C912

Gu Mingyan is leaning against the side of the bed, but it's hard to sleep for a long time.

The shadow of the guards can be seen faintly by the window, mingling with the tree shadow swaying by the wind and rain, which makes her uneasy for some reason. She gets up to push open the door and runs into the man in black in front of her.

I took a deep breath to push away the people in front of me. I heard a familiar voice: "where are you going?"

"Just don't want to stay in the house."

"The pavilion outside is not bad." The ghost rubbed the tip of his nose and stepped back to open the way.

Gu Mingyan thought for a moment, and followed him to the outside, wearing only a thin inner garment to accompany him to the bower. The wind and rain were covered by bamboo mat all around. There were two lighted candles on the table. She just frowned slightly and sat down.

The ghost looks at Duan Chengxuan under the eaves of the other side of the house through the bamboo curtain, hesitates and says, "we've been together for a while..."

"I'm just so tired that I want to have a rest." Gu Mingyan raised his hand and rubbed his forehead with pain. His eyes were too sour to bear. Talking to others seemed to be a burden.

The ghost saw a haze under his eyes and took a bag of preserves from his arms and gave it to her: "I'll feel better if I eat something, or I'll catch two cats for you later?"

Gu Mingyan looks at the candied fruits that are all about to be warmed by Wu, and nods his head.

"Wait." The ghost slapped her on the forehead and flashed out of the pavilion.

Gu Mingyan took a mouthful of candied fruit, stood up and pushed the bamboo mat away. In front of him, he could only see a piece of dark blue silhouette. Instead, he did not see the figure under the corridor. He just turned over and sat beside the pillar, his legs outside and kicked twice. He thought it was slightly sour to take it back, and continued to eat with the candied fruit in his arms.

Like a kid.

Duan Chengxuan looked at her with a light smile on his face. He handed a thick cloak to the ghost as he passed by holding the cat. In a soft voice, he said, "don't let her catch cold. If she is still upset, you will take her to the medicine house for some time."

The ghost held the cloak in astonishment: "Lord, you really want me and her to be alone..."

"Mo San will look at you." Duan Chengxuan glanced at him coldly, with some warnings in his eyes: "don't forget your present identity, brother."

The ghost's back is cold. He feels his back and goes to the pavilion with something in his arms.

Mo Yi in the room pushed the window open a little and looked at Duan Chengxuan: "forcing her by day and letting other men take her away at night, that's all right?"

"If she's not happy with me, I don't need to tie her around every day." Duan Chengxuan brings her back to the bower. Across the rain curtain, he can see her. That's enough.

Gu Mingyan took the cloak from the ghost, held two kittens in his arms, and looked at him in a puzzled way: "even if you are so sure that I am true, but you take me away secretly, you are not afraid to be found?"

"If you're fake, why worry about me?" The ghost smiled instead of anger, and put the half package of preserves into his arms. He took a look at the drizzle outside the pavilion, only took off his coat and put it on Gu Mingyan's head, and rubbed her hair: "hold tight."

Gu Mingyan casually pulled his coat on his head and cried out in a low exclamation: "it's so obvious that you take me away. I'll talk with them about the terms."

Holding the coat on her head with one hand, the ghost looked at Duan Chengxuan who was gesturing there through the gap of the bamboo mat, nodded slightly and held her up, as if it was lighter than before. His arms were tight: "don't make any noise, it will be found."

Gu Mingyan listened to the sound of the opening of the bamboo mat, or quiet down.

The ghost hugs Gu Mingyan and walks away from Duan Chengxuan. The latter just taps the ghost on the shoulder and follows him as he continues to walk outside. Don't smile and shake your head to close the window.

It rained all the way to yaozhai. Duan Chengxuan never left.

When the ghost sent people back to the room, Duan Chengxuan leaned against the wall at the door and waited. Listening to the ghost, he asked Gu Mingyan to put on clean clothes and go to sleep. He went to the door and looked inside.

"It must be changed." The ghost put the clothes in the cupboard at her hand, wiped her wet fingers with her coat at will, bent down to squat beside her: "I'll give you some hot water in the morning to take a bath, call me if you need, I'll live in the next room..."

"Wait." Gu Mingyan raised his hand to stop his conversation and raised the little white flower in his arms to his face: "the little guys have brought it, they will find it, and you can't cook at all. If you let others deliver the rice, you will find us."

The ghost opened his mouth, but he could not say a word.

Duan Chengxuan in front of the door raised his mouth and leaned back to the wall outside the door. He heard that ghosts and Gu Mingyan had a quarrel that didn't match each other. When the rain decreased, ghosts walked out of the room dejected. He kneaded his forehead wearily and muttered: "how can it be more tiring than fighting?"

Duan Chengxuan points to the door.

The ghost was helpless to open his mouth: "there is a little fever on his forehead. He just quarreled for a while and fell asleep. I'll get some medicine in the morning."

Seeing the ghost leave, Duan Chengxuan steps into the room and closes the door. Gu Mingyan, who is huddled on the bed, is quite different from before. Two kittens are licking their paws on her arm, and sweeping her wrist with their tails.

But she still frowned when she fell asleep.

Duan Chengxuan put one hand on her forehead and frowned slightly.

Only in the dark quietly watching her, Duan Chengxuan will be heartbroken can not from.

It seems that she is thinner than before, and there are still ferocious scars on her exposed wrist. If you look at it carefully, this body can't be too scarred.

Duan Chengxuan sighed heavily, and put the knee pads and cushions he had been carrying on his knees and back of his waist. He had no choice but to lift the two kittens up and put them on her stomach, and then tuck in the bedding. This made her stretch out, clear the hair on the side of her face, and said softly: "you have to take good care of your waist when you have a baby. How can you take care of yourself "

Gu Mingyan seemed to hear something in his daze, but he just shrunk his aching legs and fell asleep.

The next day, before she woke up, the open doors and windows filled in the cool wind. She did not see the figure leaving in a hurry. She only stuffed the two kittens with their heads in her arms back, got up alone, but felt the cushion on her back waist.

Is it made by ghosts?