064 Love I Know

Yang Zifan seemed to feel it and gradually calmed down.

Qinglin found water and carefully crossed into his mouth, but his dry lips did not get wet because of the moisture. The fever has been constant. In the middle of the night, Yang Zifan held Qinglin's arms tightly and began to cry, shouting, "Master, why do you want me to practice the mortal book? Why do Yang Zifan want me to let me live... Mr. Weird, Mr. Weird, do you really have to become an immortal?"

A strange words made Qinglin feel more anxious. Yang Zifan's hand clamped her hand like an iron hoop and even grabbed the blood mark, but she didn't say a word. She just endured it silently, looking at Yang Zifan's painful face and comforting: "It's okay. It's all over. Everything is over..."

Yang Zifan seemed to hear her words and calm down, but his hands did not relax. He had been holding it tightly, like a baby child, looking for support in his mother's hand.

On the fourth day, Yang Zifan's fever finally subsided. Qinglin breathed a sigh of relief and carefully put Yang Zifan on the bed made of dead grass and waited silently. She hadn't closed her eyes for days, but she knew that Yang Zifan could not sleep without waking up for a day. She kept warning herself in her heart, but she After all, she was too tired and more tired than conscious. She closed her eyes and slept lightly.

"Sister...Sister." Qinglin was awakened by a series of calls. When he woke up, he found that Yang Zifan began to have a high fever again, and his skin turned red, much more serious than the previous day. Qinglin panicked and completely panicked. She stood beside Yang Zifan for a moment and was at a loss.

Yang Zifan continued to talk nonsense, and now his voice is a little confused and unclear.

Ice, yes, it's ice. In a panic, Qinglin suddenly thought of his quenching ice and hurriedly looked for Yang Zifan. Unfortunately, she didn't know where he put it, so she could only hurried to run to the place where there was water. When she came back, she held the ice turned into a spell, pulled off one of her sleeves and wrapped the ice in a cloth belt. , put it on Yang Zifan's forehead.

In this way, she felt that it was still inappropriate and called the breeze to dissipate heat for Yang Zifan.

These methods worked, and the heat on Yang Zifan slowly dropped. Only then did she hear what Yang Zifan was talking about.

"Sister, you have to live well. Liang Yichen is still in the Tianyuan School."

Qinglin looked at him as if he was smiling and seemed to be uncomfortable, and scolded, "Fool."

On the sixth day, Yang Zifan's high fever finally subsided and stopped talking nonsense. He began to be able to turn over. Qinglin was finally relieved.

She looked at the white clouds outside the cave, as if she remembered something, and said to herself outside the empty cave: "Mom, do you think it's enough for your daughter's family to meet a man who is thinking about herself. Did I meet her today?"

The clouds are ethereal, and no one answers. In the past few days, I have heard a lot of things from Yang Zifan's nonsense. The mortal book, Mr. Weird, and Shui Lingxian also know that the master in Yang Zifan's mouth is not a real person, but another person.

In the care of Yang Zifan these days, Qinglin felt that she had some strange feelings about this teenager. Every day, she would be very happy to see him suffer and feel more comfortable.

On the seventh day, Yang Zifan finally woke up. I don't know whether he is strong or strange skills. After he recovered, he had no residual symptoms after illness.

Qinglin felt a little strange and couldn't help asking Yang Zifan what nonsense he was talking about.

Yang Zifan was stunned for a moment. Naturally, he knew that his body was caused by the sequelae caused by the repeated use of Qingluan fairy armor. However, he was not sure. In the end, he still chose to hide it. After all, it is a great secret that the mortal book, the immortal master and the Qingluan fairy armor appear in the mortal world, and It will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble, and he doesn't want to bring trouble to his senior sister.

"I don't know."

Qinglin snorted and his face changed.

"You don't have to lie to me. You talk nonsense every day these days. I know something. But it's okay if you don't want to say it." Qinglin is a thoughtful girl who dares to act. If the little secret in Yang Zifan's heart could be hidden from him before, but at this time, her heart is on Yang Zifan, and some things can't be hidden.

Yang Zifan was silent and did not answer. He stood up and slowly walked out of the cave. Looking at the blue sky without saying a word, he said for a long time, "Thank you for taking care of me these days."

Qinglin lowered his head and thought that he was afraid that his words were too heavy, so he said, "Let's exchange secrets!" One by one."

"Exchange!" Yang Zifan smiled bitterly. Qinglin shook his head and said, "No need."

"Are you afraid of involving me?" Qinglin looked up at Yang Zifan and suddenly said.

At this time, she can't care so much. With Yang Zifan's personality, she will only passively accept a lot of things and take the initiative to take on some responsibilities that she thinks is her. If you don't force him, he won't say anything or tell anyone what he wants to do.

"I've been involved with you so much. What will happens if you involve me? Do I owe you? Do you want me to owe you all the time?" Qinglin asked again.

Yang Zifan sighed, "Sister, you didn't involve me. I volunteered."

"Hmm!" Qinglin sneered: "It's not that I asked you to take me to Fuyun Cave, it's not that I'm going to kill the Magic Star King, there won't be anything behind. I owe you so much, but you say it's voluntary, you ruthless guy..."

"Enough!" Yang Zifan angrily drank Qinglin. He didn't want Qinglin to be cruel to himself for this reason. He gritted his teeth and ruined the last promise and shouted, "You know, I tell you all that my master is the golden fairy dragon whistling wind. I practiced the first secret of the fairyland must-death book. I wore the third fairy armor in the fairy world and raised me up. It's Qingfeng Zhenren, and my eldest brother is Liang Yichen. After saying this, it was very painful for Yang Zifan to squat on the ground, and everything was not what he wanted to have.

One by one, the shocking secrets came out of his mouth. Qinglin was stunned. She didn't expect that Yang Zifan had so many secrets in his heart, and it was bigger than one. How could her little secret compare with him?

Qinglin wants to apologize. But she knows that this may not be very useful.

Yang Zifan slowly stood up and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and turned around. He didn't want Qinglin to see what he was now, mostly because of male chauvinism.

The man would rather shed tears than shed tears. He hates himself a little. Why is it today? The letters that Qingfeng Zhen has taught him since he was a child have been torn apart one by one in the past year. He hates himself and hates himself like this.

Qinglin walked behind him and hugged him. Maybe only in this way can he give him some warmth and prove his heart.

"I'm sorry." Qinglin whispered in his ear, holding his hand tightly and refusing to put it down. Yang Zifan stiffened for a moment and then relaxed.

The two stood like this and looked at the scenery outside. Maybe in a sense, this moment should be still and stopped. That may be the happiest.

Yang Zifan thought about it, and Qinglin also thought about it.