After he said that, Lan Shuang understood. She probably just let go of it and the resentment disappeared naturally. The tears were just a little painful during the "bone scraping" process.
However, this scene happened to be seen by Xin Wujiang who walked in.
Xin Wujiang paused as he lifted the curtain, his tone inexplicable: "Crying?"
Lan Shuang: “…Ah?”
She turned to look at Xin Wujiang, her eyes blurred with tears. Because her face was too pale, the redness at the corners of her eyes and the tip of her nose was particularly noticeable.
It looks so pitiful.
Xin Wujiang's breath suddenly became heavy, and the atmosphere in the room became weird.
Lan Shuang: "Xiao Baba, I suddenly feel like I've been caught in an affair. What's going on?"
888 looked at the tall and powerful Xin Wujiang and lowered his voice: "I don't know either. I suspect the following scene is not suitable for children, so I'll turn on black screen mode. Goodbye!"
He then unilaterally cut off contact with Lan Shuang.
Lan Shuang: “…”
How disloyal! After all, they have been through several worlds together, why would he abandon her at the critical moment?!
Before she could do anything, Xin Wujiang strode over, sat down beside the bed, and extended his hand.
Lan Shuang instinctively dodged backwards, and Xin Wujiang's eyes darkened even further: "Are you afraid of me?"
Lan Shuang: “…”
What a damn reaction! Why are you hiding?
She held Xin Wujiang's hand lightly and said, "No."
Xin Wujiang snorted in an ambiguous manner, but said nothing more. He just held her hand in his palm and rubbed it.
His hands were very hot, and Lan Shuang's hands were very cold. It felt like holding a handful of snow when they held each other.
Lan Shuang moved closer to him and carefully observed Xin Wujiang's expression. Seeing that he showed no signs of anger, she immediately climbed up the pole, squeezed her fingers through his, and then clasped their hands together, intertwining them.
When Xin Wujiang looked down at her, she raised her face and smiled sweetly.
Xin Wujiang surrendered immediately without getting angry at all.
He sighed, letting go of his cold arrogance, lowered his head and touched her face, and asked softly: "Do you like me so much?"
Lan Shuang curled up beside him again, like a coquettish kitten.
"I thought it was obvious." Lan Shuang said with a smile.
Xin Wujiang's eyes flickered. Indeed, it seemed quite obvious, but he had always suspected that she had other intentions, so he refused to look her in the face.
Now that everything is revealed, her love comes to her with passion and determination.
"But what can you do?" Xin Wujiang's voice became increasingly gentle. "If he doesn't give you the antidote, how long can you live?"
Lan Shuang shook her head: "I don't know, maybe a few months, maybe a few years, but no matter how long it is, it doesn't matter."
Xin Wujiang looked into her eyes and knew that she was not joking and really didn't care.
"Are you leaving tonight?"
Lan Shuang changed the subject. She didn't want Xin Wujiang to keep dwelling on this issue. If he really couldn't hold on any longer, she could still exchange for detoxification pills.
I won't leave him alone.
Xin Wujiang saw that she didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask any more questions, but he had his own plans in mind.
"No."
He stood up and took off his coat, then sat back down and took off his shoes. He said to Lan Shuang, "I'm going inside. Don't move."
"Why?"
Lan Shuang looked at Xin Wujiang turning over on her body and finally lying on the inside, and asked in confusion.
"It's cold in there."
Lan Shuang felt like her heart was stabbed again.
Xin Wujiang pulled the quilt over himself, then came over and hugged Lan Shuang, placing his big hand on Lan Shuang's lower abdomen and holding her hand to keep it warm.
Lan Shuang shrank into his arms, "You're so hot."
Xin Wujiang whispered softly, "My internal energy is very strong, so I am always hotter than others."
"Why did you agree to stay today?" Lan Shuang closed her eyes.
"You're afraid of the cold."
Xin Wujiang's answers are always so brief, leaving no blank space for ambiguous imagination, but they directly touch people's hearts and make people unable to resist.
Lan Shuang was silent for a while and wanted to say something, but Xin Wujiang came over and pecked her earlobe, "Go to sleep."
Lan Shuang chuckled, "Yeah."
After all this trouble, she was really tired and her body was cold inside and out. As soon as she closed her eyes, she felt like she was lying on the top of a snowy mountain.
Xin Wujiang noticed her slight trembling and silently transferred his true energy into her body. About a quarter of an hour later, Lan Shuang fell into a deep sleep.
Feeling her steady breathing, Xin Wujiang also relaxed.
However, in the middle of the night, Lan Shuang began to tremble slightly again, and kept burrowing into Xin Wujiang's arms. Xin Wujiang was woken up, frowned impatiently, and when he opened his eyes he remembered that he was in Lan Shuang's bedroom.
The person in his arms was wearing outer clothes during the day and nothing could be seen, but now that he was holding her tightly, he realized how thin she was, as if he could pinch her to death if he had more strength.
He was still unconscious and just stared at Lan Shuang for a while. When he moved his feet, he found that the skin on the side of his leg was very cold.
He frowned, sat up, lifted the quilt and took a look. It was Lan Shuang's feet. She was so cold that her feet kept sticking to his legs.
No wonder I couldn’t sleep well. How could I sleep with such cold feet?
Xin Wujiang sat with his back against the wall, holding Lan Shuang's hand and taking her pulse. The pulse was a little disordered, probably due to the residual poison.
He pursed his lips and cursed the Imperial Master in his heart until his ancestors' graves began to smoke.
After thinking for a while, he stood up and sat at the end of the bed. He carefully lifted Lan Shuang's feet and placed them in his arms. He sat cross-legged with Lan Shuang's feet on his legs. He moved forward a little, held her ankles, and let the soles of her feet rest against his waist and abdomen.
After the true energy circulated for a circle, his body became warm again. Lan Shuang's brows gradually relaxed and he fell into a peaceful sleep.
Xin Wujiang sat quietly for half an hour. He felt that Lan Shuang's feet had become completely warm and her legs were no longer cold. Then he turned over and lay down. At this time, the sky outside was slightly brighter.
He pulled the person into his arms and hugged him tightly, closing his eyes, intending to sleep as long as he could.
…
When Lan Shuang woke up, there was no one around her. She reached out and wiped it, but there was no warmth at all. He must have been gone for a long time.
She looked outside the bed curtains. The light was bright, and it must be almost noon.
"I slept so soundly." Lan Shuang sat up and stretched her neck. "I felt warm in the middle of the night."
888: "Of course it's warm, because Xin Wujiang warmed your feet for an hour."
"Ah?" Lan Shuang paused. "When?"
"Last night, the residual poison kicked in, your legs and feet were cold, and you couldn't sleep well. Xin Wujiang woke up, sat at the end of the bed, held your feet in his arms, and warmed them up before lying down and going back to sleep. Woo woo woo woo—what a good man he is!"
Lan Shuang looked at her feet, stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Yeah, it's really hard to find. How lucky am I?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com