Chapter 58: Bewitching

Jiang Zhiluo thought about it, scratched her hair, and said in confusion: "Anyway, I don't taste good."

Cui Hejin looked down at her, a smile evident at the corners of his lips, and even a hint of smile appeared in his picturesque eyes.

He hadn't expected that his little wife had such a lovely side.

He sighed softly and murmured, "Fool!"

Jiang Zhiluo had come to her senses by now. She squatted down and prepared to put the dug herbs into the space, but thinking of Cui Hejin next to her, she still honestly put them into the small backpack.

Just a movement and she gasped for air with a hiss.

This body is too sensitive to pain.

It’s just a sprained ankle, why does it hurt so much!

Cui Hejin's expression darkened as he whispered, "What's wrong? Are you injured somewhere?"

When he spoke, his voice was clear and magnetic, and now it was slightly hoarse, as if it could easily touch people's heartstrings.

Jiang Zhiluo said softly, "I just twisted my ankle."

Jiang Zhiluo thought that spraining her ankle was just a small matter and she didn't take it seriously.

Besides, she is a doctor herself. She can go home and apply some medicine on it. It will probably be healed in two days.

Cui Hejin said in a gentle and elegant voice, "Don't move."

"It's okay, I'll just take a few steps."

Cui Hejin slowed down his voice and said helplessly, "Be obedient and don't move."

As Cui Hejin spoke, he helped Jiang Zhiluo sit down on the stone next to them, then he slowly squatted down in front of her.

Jiang Zhiluo was a little confused.

Cui Hejin whispered, "Come up, I'll carry you home!"

Hearing these words, Jiang Zhiluo's heart trembled violently.

This reminded her of that life. In that life, he just couldn't bear to see her get hurt in the slightest.

He loves and pampers her to the core.

How could she bear to tire such a good man?

She even told herself that in this life, it was her turn to treat him well.

"I'm very heavy. I'm really fine. I can walk."

Cui Hejin, as good-tempered as ever, said, "Have you forgotten that Grandma Zhao is still waiting for you to bring back the herbs?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhiluo no longer cared about being pretentious.

She just happened to have gathered all the herbs.

She slowly reached out her hand and placed it on Cui Hejin's back.

Cui Hejin carried her on his back and walked step by step through the mountains and forests.

Jiang Zhiluo used to think that Cui Hejin was very thin, but when she was actually carried by him, she realized that Cui Hejin was still very strong.

No wonder he was able to exert such strength and pull the maltose quickly.

Jiang Zhiluo leaned on Cui Hejin's back. She was a little nervous at first, but when she thought of that life, her body relaxed involuntarily.

In that life, once she was in danger, he rescued her regardless of his own risk.

At that time, he carried her on his back for more than 20 miles along the mountain road back.

I couldn't bear to let her suffer even a little.

During this period, she didn't dare to think about the memories of that time. She was afraid that he would not be able to bear facing the cold and distant him in this life.

But at this moment, she lay on his back, and many memories came to her uncontrollably.

Jiang Zhiluo felt a sudden pain in her heart. She sniffed and said, "If you feel tired, tell me and I can come down and walk for a while."

"Don't worry. If you feel uncomfortable, just get some sleep. I'll call you when we get to the village."

Cui Hejin seemed to hear something wrong in Jiang Zhiluo's voice and thought she would be scared, so he comforted her softly.

How could Jiang Zhiluo bear to sleep at this time?

She wished she could stay like this forever.

It was great that they were both still alive and well at this time, and she could be so close to him and be nice to him.

Jiang Zhiluo slowly reached out and hugged Cui Hejin's neck.

Cui Hejin's body stiffened for a moment, but he just paused and continued walking.

He walked steadily, being careful not to bump Jiang Zhiluo.

Seeing that Cui Hejin didn't say anything, Jiang Zhiluo boldly put her face against his back.

Just let her indulge herself like this for a while.

Jiang Zhiluo took a while to suppress the emotions surging in her heart.

"Husband!"

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

"Did you come here specifically to see me?"

"Um."

Jiang Zhiluo's sour mood suddenly turned sweet, and she said, "Are you worried about me?"

"Yeah." This time Cui Hejin also admitted it.

Jiang Zhiluo's voice became much lighter and her nasal tone became much lighter.

"Why?"

She still couldn't help but ask why.

"You are my wife."

Jiang Zhiluo still felt a little disappointed when she heard this answer.

Yes, even if she is just a wife in name only, you would still be worried.

He is so responsible.

But fortunately, it’s much better than before.

"But I'm very happy, thank you."

Cui Hejin felt an indescribable sense of melancholy in his heart.

He whispered, "This afternoon..."

This is what he really wanted to ask.

Jiang Zhiluo guessed what Cui Hejin would ask.

"What's wrong with lunch today? Is it because you're short on time to go home for lunch? But it's okay. I'm going to set up a snack stall in town tomorrow, so I can go to the school to bring you lunch at noon."

Jiang Zhiluo would not talk about her dreams, nor would she reveal the space.

Cui Hejin's cherry-like lips moved, and she changed the words she was about to say: "Nothing, I just wanted to thank you too."

Jiang Zhiluo pretended to know nothing and just joked and said, "Then when you say thank you to me, it's just a lip service."

Cui Hejin had never realized that his young wife had such a naughty side before.

He said good-naturedly, "Well, what do you want?" The ending tone was slightly raised, as if full of temptation.

Jiang Zhiluo's eyes blinked, a shimmering light flashing across them. She smiled softly, hugged Cui Hejin's neck, leaned slightly closer to his ear, and said, "How about you, my husband, pledge your love to me?"

Jiang Zhiluo's breath brushed directly against Cui Hejin's ears, bringing a slightly itchy, feather-like feeling.

Cui Hejin's body stiffened and he took a deep breath.

Jiang Zhiluo was wondering if Cui Hejin would get angry and take her off his back.

That way he wouldn't have to carry her on his back, and she could just walk on her own.

She didn't want him to be so good in this life, or to be such a good person. She wanted him to be a little selfish.

But even so, Cui Hejin carried her steadily on his back and did not mention throwing her off his back.

The wind in the forest blew slowly, blowing up their clothes and making the leaves rustle, like bamboo flutes in the forest, ethereal and hazy.

A strand of hair on Jiang Zhiluo's cheek was blown up and brushed past Cui Hejin's face, carrying a faint fragrance of a young girl.

Cui Hejin narrowed his eyes.

At this moment, none of them spoke, and it seemed that their hearts were slightly moved by the wind.

Or maybe it was just the hazy night that made people a little confused.

…

"Jiang Zhiluo..."

"Jiang Zhiluo..."

There were bursts of noise coming from the front.

The peaceful atmosphere was suddenly broken.

Jiang Zhiluo looked ahead and saw many torches not far away lighting up the night sky, and seemingly lighting up people's hearts as well.