Morning Star

Chapter 407: Morbid Beauty, Broken...

In the darkness, Mo Xinglan occasionally woke up and heard the girl's voice. He thought he was hallucinating. But as time went by, he began to hope that maybe she really didn't leave.

In recent days he tried hard to control his body, but soon passed out in waves of severe pain.

When he was awake he could hear what she said and feel her touching him.

Sometimes he felt like he was lying down, sometimes he was in the water, and sometimes he felt like he was being held in a small warm embrace.

Every time he was picked up, his body was in pain, but he couldn't move, and couldn't even make a face. It was this pain that made him know he was still alive.

He could probably guess what she had used to save him.

This time he felt something warm rubbing gently on his arm. He tried to control his body again as before, and although it still hurt, he was able to stay awake.

"Xingxing, Huahua went to the Mo family to play with Liu Wangxuan again yesterday. Do you think they are in love?"

Chujiu gently wiped his pale arm with a handkerchief while talking.

"Are kids these days dating so early? It's not good to date too early."

"..."

Mo Xinglan just wanted to complain: You’re the one who controls others whether they fall in love early or not.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, but Chujiu didn't notice it. She was still sighing with her head down.

"But then again, does Huahua's love count as premature love? Is Huahua considered a child?"

"Xingxing, what do you think..."

He paused for a moment, blinked twice in a daze, and then rubbed his eyes with his hand.

It was because the pair of eyes that had been closed were now open, and the blood-red pupils were staring at her without blinking.

She didn't know what expression to make for a moment, and stared blankly for a long time before muttering, "Am I dreaming again?"

After saying that, she pinched her thigh with her hand, grimacing in pain, and then she realized that this was not a dream.

"Xingxing, you're finally awake."

She smiled widely, held his hand and rubbed it, not forgetting to take care of his body in her excitement.

Mo Xinglan's lips were slightly curled, and his eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

She really didn't leave.

Chujiu stayed there for a while, then sat on the stool and started talking to him.

"How do you feel now? Are you still in pain? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Are you hungry? What should I eat? Um... I have to take medicine in an hour. Is it okay to eat now?"

She asked a lot of questions at once, but Mo Xinglan just smiled and said nothing.

With so many questions, was she sure she wanted him to answer them one by one?

"You, why are you looking at me and smiling like that?" Her cheeks turned red for no apparent reason, and she lowered her head and muttered shyly, "I feel embarrassed for looking at you."

Mo Xinglan: “…”

With her thick skin, how could she feel embarrassed?

He actually had a lot of questions he wanted to ask her, but there were so many that he didn't know where to start.

"You...have...always...been here?"

His lips trembled slightly, and despite great effort, his voice remained very low. However, just these few words made cold sweat appear on his forehead.

Chujiu pursed her lips and gently wiped his forehead with her hand, smiling faintly: "Well, I have always been here and have not gone back."

Seeing that his lips were trembling and he was about to speak again, I quickly put my fingers on his lips and said, "Okay, don't say anything and listen to me."

"..."

He closed his mouth and listened quietly.

"I know you have a lot of questions. Just listen to me and I will tell you slowly."

While Chujiu was giving him a gentle massage, she told him her conversation with Piaomiao without reservation.

After I finished speaking, I found that he wasn't very surprised, but rather a little frustrated.

"Xingxing, why don't you look surprised? Did you guess it a long time ago?"

"No way, how did you guess that?"

"..."

He smiled helplessly.

He had guessed it a long time ago.

But he thought that someone might be secretly asking her to do something, and she couldn't tell him about that person's existence or anything related to that person.

But this was somewhat similar to what she said, so he was not very surprised.

It's not like he hadn't thought about the method she mentioned to save him, but how could he have imagined that they could leave the formation?

Even if he broke the ancient formation, he couldn't get the spirit pearl left by the devil from the divine realm given his situation at the time, and he had to do it within six hours.

Seeing her look of being hit, he wanted to comfort her and tell her what he was thinking. Unfortunately, he had difficulty speaking and was afraid that he would faint after saying a few words. So he had better keep his mouth shut and try to stay awake for as long as possible.

Fortunately, after a short period of frustration, Chujiu regained his spirits.

"I couldn't tell you before because if I did, Piao Miao would punish me. I've experienced the pain of being struck by lightning once before, and it hurts so much. And you saw it last time. I became a fool because I was punished. So I dare not say anything wrong again. But it's different now. Piao Miao is not in my sea of ​​consciousness anymore, so I can say whatever I want."

"..." It was indeed like that. I just didn't expect that she could still remember what happened that day.

Chujiu suddenly looked a little hesitant and said, "But you are very weak now. Old man Qu Ling said that you can't have big emotional fluctuations after you wake up, otherwise it will be bad for your health. So, you know, ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel, so you should choose whether to listen or not."

"If you want to listen, blink twice. If you don't want to listen, blink once."

He blinked twice without thinking.

"Okay. Then you have to be mentally prepared. If you really can't accept the fact, think about it. I've stayed here now and I can't go back."

He blinked twice to show that he understood.

So Chujiu told him everything about Piaomiao that he had been hiding from him.

She just didn't tell him about the dream she recalled because she was afraid he would be angry if he knew.

"That's about it."

After saying this, she stared at him closely, afraid that he wouldn't be able to accept it and pass out from the breath.

However, things are unpredictable, and Chujiu was shocked again.

He was not angry, nor was he unable to accept it. Instead, he smiled after being surprised.

She was worried that he might have damaged his brain due to anger. After all, he was a wounded soldier, in poor health, and his brain could be easily damaged.

Worried, "Xingxing, are you okay? Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? Are you feeling chest tightness or shortness of breath?"

The smile on his face gradually became helpless: "...No."

He was indeed surprised by the task that Piao Miao gave her. He was a little angry when he heard her say that at the beginning, she just regarded it as a task to improve her good impression with him so that she could go home. But when he thought about how she would make a fuss and refuse to leave even if he asked her to go back, and finally stayed, he was no longer angry.

Besides, he was also very thankful that Piaomiao existed and brought her to his side. He was so happy that he couldn't wait to be angry. How could he not accept it?

Chujiu was relieved to see that he really didn't look like he couldn't bear it.

She also told him that she had asked Wu Li to capture Venerable Qu Ling to heal his injuries, and that Venerable Qu Ling was the one who helped Mo Hengsong to refine the elixir behind the scenes.

He listened quietly, and a general idea already came into his mind.

"Xingxing, what do you think he wants? Is he after your blood? Or your good looks?"

The more she spoke, the more outrageous it became. Finally, she shook her head and said, "I can't figure it out."

Mo Xinglan just smiled and said nothing.

I could only feel the things in front of me gradually blur, the voices in my ears gradually fade away, and the pain in my body became worse.

"Star……"

Chujiu saw his eyes slowly close, but he was still stubborn and wanted to hold on for a while. He sighed, thinking that he might be tired, so he didn't say anything.

She leaned over and gently held his face and kissed his forehead, saying softly, "Have a good rest. I will always be by your side."

"..."

Only then did he willingly close his eyes and lose consciousness.

After a few days, Mo Xinglan would wake up for a period of time almost every day.

Sometimes it was longer, sometimes shorter. Sometimes he woke up in the morning, sometimes in the morning, sometimes in the afternoon, but I never saw him wake up at night.

Maybe it was because she was sleeping at night and she didn't see him when he woke up.

He would speak occasionally, and although he still sounded weak and spoke in a low voice, fortunately he was gradually no longer tired and sweating profusely.

She roughly knew the pattern of his waking up. If he woke up in the morning today, he would wake up in the afternoon tomorrow, and he would not wake up the day after tomorrow. He would only wake up once a day, but the time he was awake was slowly increasing.

So after he fell asleep, she would find time to do something else.

With her limited knowledge, she drew some blueprints for Shi Yuan and asked her to find someone to make them.

Mo Xinglan's health has been slowly improving since he woke up once. Although it's very slow, he can already support himself and sit up in bed, but he gets tired easily.

That day, Chujiu happily recommended to him the wheelchair he had someone make for him.

The wheelchair is padded with soft cushions and looks soft.

"Xingxing, do you want to give it a try? It's absolutely safe. I've tried it myself."

She patted her chest and made a promise, then sat on it and took a ride for a spin.

The wheels of the wheelchair made a "gurgling" sound on the ground.

It looked like she was addicted to it.

Mo Xinglan curled his lips and said nothing, waiting for her to have enough fun.

Chujiu realized that he had had too much fun, so he quickly got out of the wheelchair and pushed it to the bedside.

"Xingxing want to try it?"

"Ah."

So she went forward, carefully picked him up, placed him in a wheelchair, and put a cape on him.

Turning around and pushing the wheelchair: "Xingxing, I'll take you out to see the scenery outside."

It's not good to stay indoors all the time. It's good for your health to go out for a walk and breathe some fresh air.

Although he didn't say it, she knew he had figured it out.

"Ah."

Mo Xinglan leaned against the back of the wheelchair and replied softly.

After he came out, the servants passing by cast surprised looks at him.

Can the chair be used like this?

Chujiu glanced at them, feeling very proud, and wanted to push him next to them to show off.

Mo Xinglan saw through her little thoughts and smiled softly. She couldn't hold back her nature again.

Chujiu lowered her eyes and found that he was laughing secretly. She blushed and felt a little embarrassed. She stopped and walked in front of him, squatted down and took away his hand that was covering his lips.

With a pout, she reached out and poked his face gently: "You actually laughed at me. Don't think I don't know just because you covered your mouth."

He chuckled and grabbed her disobedient hand: "Stop poking, can't I stop laughing at you?"

She stared at him for a while and sighed: "Forget it, just smile."

He raised the corners of his lips: "Who made you look so beautiful when you smile?"

"But you said it."

"Well, but you should restrain yourself a little. After all, I still have to save face."