Chapter 83 Baishan

Gu Jue and the others had not expected that such a dramatic scene would happen so suddenly.

The main reason was that Qiao Jin sat at the door of Jiang Li's room and cried loudly, muttering that Miss Jiang Li was gone.

This was too easy to be misunderstood.

Qiao Jin was embarrassed anyway. Not only did he not recognize the person, but he also cried in the wrong grave.

After Qiao Jin completely adjusted his emotions, he went to the street and bought two bottles of snow pear paste. When he left the City Lord's Mansion, he met Yu Chi and Gu Jue at the door.

They watched Qiao Jin walk away, and two light coughs came in the wind.

Gu Jue and Yu Chi's clasped fingers moved slightly and brushed against the back of Yu Chi's hand.

"Yu Chi, Qiao Jin's body."

"Let's wait for him to come back and check, he shouldn't be dead."

...

When Qiao Jin left Luoyang City, it was already dusk. When he was young, he used to ride a horse and whip it. At that time, he was full of vigor and fearless.

Now he felt that his body was gradually weakening, because the demon pill had been taken out, and the thing hanging on to his life was gone.

He held the reins with one hand and touched the place where the demon pill was stored in his arms with the other hand, and his heart moved slightly.

Riding on the night, he headed south all the way to Baishan to find his little fairy.

This was not the first time Qiao Jin came to Baishan. When he went out to play, he asked many places, and only Baishan had maple forests.

He had seen the maple forests on Baishan.

So he walked the road that Jiang Li had walked.

The road was still the familiar road. Qiao Jin led the horse all the way up the mountain.

At the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain, she saw Jiang Li, who was sitting on the ground with blooming flowers all around him.

The wind blew, lifting her hair, and the flowers around her swayed, facing the moonlight, both peaceful and gentle.

There was a small wooden house on the edge of the cliff, and behind it was a lake. Down the lake was a natural waterfall.

Qiao Jin carried the snow pear paste and walked quietly to

Jiang Li's side. Jiang Li could not hear the footsteps, and she only noticed it when Qiao Jin stood beside her.

She raised her eyes and saw the young man, who was covered in dust and was obviously riding a horse at a gallop.

Jiang Li patted the open space beside him and motioned Qiao Jin to sit down.

Qiao Jin brought the pear paste to Jiang Li. Jiang Li

paused.

[You know, I can't taste it.]

Qiao Jin put the pear paste on the ground in front of Jiang Li and gestured with her hand.

"But you like it."

[Don't you think it's a bit of a waste?]

Giving it to someone who can't taste it.

"It won't be a waste. I can make you taste it." Jiang Li

tilted his head in confusion.

Until Qiao Jin took out a piece of silk scarf from his arms, opened it, and inside was a clear demon pill like a pearl.

Jiang Li's pupils shrank slightly, and she looked at Qiao Jin in disbelief.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Qiao Jin looked at her lip shape and roughly guessed what Jiang Li said.

[You know everything? 】

"Yes, I know everything."

Qiao Jin held Jiang Li's wrist, placed the magic pill in Jiang Li's palm, and pushed her fingers to let her hold the magic pill tightly.

"You should have a better future. You should experience, taste, and listen to the world's various flavors and the hustle and bustle of the world."

"Sometime, take me to see the scenery you mentioned."

Qiao Jin was smiling, her eyebrows softened, and the whole person looked very gentle.

That was an expression that Jiang Li had never seen on Qiao Jin.

Perhaps at this moment, Qiao Jin was truly relieved, because he had found his obsession, his little fairy.

The magic pill melted into Jiang Li's body. Jiang Li's eyes were slightly red, and there seemed to be water waves flowing in his eyes, shining with light.

She moved her lips and finally said only two words.

"Qiao Jin..."

"Yes, I'm here."

Jiang Li's voice was exactly as Qiao Jin had imagined, very gentle and pleasant to the ear.

The moment Jiang Li called out his name, his heart felt numb, as if the long-dry earth suddenly received rain and dew. He had never thought that his name could be so pleasant to the ear.

Qiao Jin thought that they had missed each other in this life and could not talk about the afterlife.

But fortunately, he woke up not too late.

The snow pear paste was very sweet, and tasted almost the same as the can of snow pear paste that Qiao Jin gave to Jiang Li when he was a child. It had hardly changed.

Qiao Jin said that he had asked his father where the family bought the snow pear paste from, and found that store.

Unfortunately, they no longer sell snow pear cream, because the original snow pear cream was made by an old lady, and that grandmother passed away last year.

Qiao Jin explained the reason why he wanted snow pear cream, and the family gave him two cans of snow pear cream at home.

They sat on the edge of the cliff for a long time, talked a lot, and confessed all the things they had not had time to say before.

Until the moon set, the sky was filled with red clouds.

Dawn has arrived.

Qiao Jin was lying on the ground, his head resting on his arm, and he had fallen asleep. Jiang Li was beside him, watching the sun rise.

In a warm orange light, she tilted her head to look at Qiao Jin, and the boy's body was coated with a layer of warmth by the light of the morning sun.

She sat up, walked to Qiao Jin's side, brushed her fingers through Qiao Jin's hair, and tidied it for him.

She had never thought that one day she would be able to sit with Qiao Jin and enlighten each other.

After feeding the demon pill to Qiao Jin, she remained silent for five years. When

they met again after five years, she thought she would just look at him like this until she died, or Qiao Jin died.

She didn't know how long this almost non-existent life would last, but at least in the remaining time, she wanted to look at him.

Just like how he looked at her.

When her real body was transplanted to Qiao Jin's yard, she saw this seriously ill and weak young man.

He always looked out the window, his eyes full of longing, like a bird trapped in a cage, unable to get out, unable to fly.

Jiang Li had seen very few humans, but there were few people like Qiao Jin, a small one, who was obviously seriously ill and drank bitter medicine every day, but was still full of longing for the outside world.

He did not complain about himself, on the contrary, he told City Lord Qiao what he liked.

He never gave up the hope of living.

...

Qiao Jin returned to the City Lord's Mansion with Jiang Li in the evening.

They stood shoulder to shoulder, with only a short distance between them. Qiao Jin carried Jiang Li's bag and stood in the lobby of the City Lord's Mansion.

City Lord Qiao was stunned, while Qiao Qing cheered.

"Miss Jiang Li is back!"

Jiang Li originally said that she would be away for half a month, but Qiao Jin chased her back.

Qiao Jin's face was a little pale. Amid Qiao Qing's cheers, she looked at Jiang Li and smiled.

Then, in front of everyone's eyes, she fell straight down.

"Ah Jin!"

"Brother!"

Amid the exclamations of City Lord Qiao and Qiao Qing, there was a flustered and gentle female voice.

"Qiao Jin!" Jiang Li

was the closest, and she was the one who caught Qiao Jin.

City Lord Qiao and Qiao Qing were a little surprised. For a moment, they didn't know whether Qiao Jin's fainting shocked them more or Jiang Li's ability to speak shocked them more.

City Lord Qiao took Qiao Jin from Jiang Li's hands and hugged her. After so many years, he suddenly felt that Qiao Jin was very light.

Just like when Qiao Jin was seriously ill as a child, he held Qiao Jin in his arms.

A group of people rushed to City Lord Qiao's room, which was the closest. City Lord Qiao's usually calm appearance rarely showed some panic.

"Doctor! Go call the doctor!"

...

When Qiao Jin opened his eyes again, the person sitting beside the bed was Yu Chi.

Seeing that he was awake, Yu Chi looked calm, holding a silver needle in his hand. Gu Jue passed Yu Chi a fire, and the silver needle was roasted on the fire.

Yu Chi chuckled.

"Awake? Let's give you a few injections first."

Qiao Jin looked at the silver needle in his hand, and his dry lips moved slightly.

"I think I can be unconscious for a while."

Yu Chi was speechless, pressing the acupuncture points on Qiao Jin's body with his fingers, and he didn't forget to complain when the silver needle was inserted.

"What a promising future."