Morning Star

Chapter 134 Don’t you really want to be with him?

Back then in the Demon Forest, she thought that if he could, he would definitely change his clothes.

I don’t know how many clothes he brought, and I haven’t seen him ever wash clothes.

Where did all his clothes go?

With his temper, he wouldn't just throw them all away, right?

She might as well ask him when he wakes up.

While Mo Xinglan was in a coma, Gao Yashan, Chu Furong and Zhuo Hua often came to visit him.

Most of the time, I continue to explore secret places.

Every time they came back, they would bring some healing herbs they had collected. Although these main houses also had them, in their words, they had to train outside anyway, so having a purpose gave them some motivation.

Besides, the spiritual medicine in the medicine that Mo Xinglan takes every day comes from the main mansion, and there are other people who also need treatment, so they would like to bring back as many as possible.

He often went out to obtain elixirs to achieve the effect of training.

After Chu Jiu heard this, he waited for Chu Furong and the other two to leave, then poked the unconscious Mo Xinglan's face and said unhappily, "Look, look, you said you didn't consider them friends, but they still treated you well. You conscienceless, black-hearted monster, why don't you wake up and apologize to them. Look how long you've slept, even a pig can't sleep as long as you."

"..." The boy on the bed showed no sign of waking up no matter how she poked his face.

On this day, Chujiu brought a basin of hot water and placed it on the table as usual, and concentrated on wetting the handkerchief and slowly wringing it dry.

Mo Xinglan heard the sound of water in a daze, and was forcibly awakened by the severe pain in his body while his consciousness was still fuzzy.

He frowned and opened his eyes, finding himself in a room, and looked around.

He didn't stop looking around until he saw the girl standing there staring at him blankly with a folded wet towel in her hand.

Chujiu walked slowly to the bedside and looked at him in disbelief: "Ah, you're awake?"

I'm totally unsure.

"..." He didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly.

He woke up, wasn't that obvious?

What's with that look of disbelief on her face?

Chujiu exhaled and smiled: "You finally woke up."

Then he said with a bit of grievance: "Do you know how long you slept?"

After she said this, he immediately concentrated and checked the injuries on his body.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Chujiu answered himself: "...You slept for seven days. Long, right?"

"..."

He didn't talk, which Chujiu was not used to. Although he didn't talk much normally, he would always reply with one or two words every time she said something.

Is it because the wound hurts too much that you don’t want to talk?

Suddenly her eyes lit up and she remembered something: "Oh, by the way, Brother Ji told me to tell him when you woke up. I have to go tell him now. Just wait."

After saying that, he turned around and walked quickly towards the door.

At this moment, Mo Xinglan stretched out his left hand and tightly grabbed her sleeve.

Chujiu walked in a hurry, and he pulled too suddenly, and one of the pulls hurt the wound on his body.

He frowned, but didn't let go of the hand that was holding her sleeve.

Chujiu turned around and looked at his hand, looking at him puzzledly: "What's wrong?"

He opened his somewhat dry lips and spoke in a very light voice: "...Don't go."

Chujiu walked back to the bed, took up his hand that was pulling his sleeve, pulled the sleeve out of his hand, and then gently placed his hand on the bed.

Looking at him, she explained, "But, I have already told Brother Ji. And he is worried about you too. We can't let down a good man's sincerity, right?"

But Mo Xinglan's face turned cold after hearing this, and he gave an order: "You are not allowed to go."

Although the sound is not loud, it can make people feel the coldness and danger.

Chujiu sighed. Here he is again. Others saved him, but he was not only completely ungrateful, he even refused to let them check his health. How did he develop such a problem?

She was really afraid that he would treat Ji Fansong the same way he had treated her before. Not only would he not repay her kindness, but he would repay her kindness with hatred.

She looked at him steadily, very seriously: "I promised him that I would tell him, I will tell him. This is also for your own good."

"..." Seeing her determination, Mo Xinglan's face turned grim. He clenched his hands tightly on both sides of his body.

Before it was Zhuohua, now there is a man named Ji, and he calls me so intimately.

He just woke up and she wanted to leave. Didn't she really want to stay with him?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and even his breathing became rapid. His already pale face instantly turned even paler, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

He turned his head away and stopped looking at her and said nothing.

Seeing his reaction, Chujiu knew that he was angry and became at a loss. He hurriedly said, "You, don't be angry, please don't be angry. Xingxing, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't be angry. If you are unhappy about something, come to me, don't hurt yourself."

“…” He ignored her, but the anger in his heart subsided a little.

However, just when he had calmed down a little, he heard her say, "But I also have my bottom line. Can we both give in today?"

"..." He hesitated for a moment and turned his head to look at her.

"I still have to go tell him, but I promise to be back in three minutes, no, one and a half minutes." She raised three fingers to assure him.

He was displeased at first, then became confused.

Knowing that he didn't understand what one and a half minutes meant, she explained, "One and a half minutes is when you count to 90 in a rhythmic manner in your mind."

Seeing that he didn't disagree or agree for a long while, she said, "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."

He turned his head to the other side and said nothing.

Chujiu turned around, walked to the door and opened it.

"Okay, you can start counting now," she said, turning to him.

After saying that, he ran in one direction and disappeared in a moment.

The distance between the pharmacy and the guest room where Mo Xinglan lives takes at least five minutes to walk at her usual speed, which means a round trip takes ten minutes.

This would require a round trip within a minute and a half, so she had to mobilize all her spiritual energy and even run at her life-saving speed.

When Mo Xinglan said on the ninth day that they could start counting, he was actually counting silently in his mind.

When he counted to 90, she really appeared at the door with a man.

It’s just that both of them looked like they had run 800 meters without rest and were panting, still out of breath.

Ji Fansong held onto the door frame and panted, "Xiao...Xiaojiu...even...even if...Mr. Mo...woke up, you wouldn't...run so fast...fast."

Chujiu ran to the table using his hands and feet, and poured a glass of water for himself and Ji Fansong with trembling hands.

Without saying a word, he finished his glass first.

Then he handed the other cup to Ji Fansong.

Mo Xinglan, who was lying on the bed, didn't say a word. After looking at Chujiu, he kept looking at Ji Fansong.

After Chujiu calmed down, he thought for a while, then said with an embarrassed look: "It's just a moment of impatience, so..."

You can't say that she and the black-hearted monster agreed to come back in a minute and a half.