love each other

Chapter 422 Wake Up
Mo Qiancheng looked at Xiao Muyue and said nothing. No matter what, he didn't want Xiao Muyue to die, even if he died, so...

Mo Qiancheng suddenly stretched out his hand, hugged Xiao Muyue tightly in his arms, and switched the positions of the two. As long as he landed first, she might still have a glimmer of hope of living, "Yue'er, I still can't bear it, forgive me." I."

"Thirteen!" Xiao Muyue's heart-piercing cry resounded throughout the valley.

"Thirteen... Thirteen... Thirteen..."

When Xiao Muyue opened her eyes slightly, she vaguely saw a figure shaking in front of her eyes.

"Look, look, she's awake."

Xiao Muyue sat up suddenly, and looked around in horror, only to realize that she was in a place like a farmhouse, "Thirteen, thirteen."

"What thirteen? What is she talking about?"

"I don't know, I'm probably hungry!"

As soon as Xiao Muyue turned her head, she saw two people standing beside her, a slight surprise flashed in her eyes, she immediately jumped out of bed and grabbed them, "You two, have you seen Thirteen, Thirteen! Is there anything wrong with him?"

In front of him, two old men with completely gray hair and beard and another with completely black hair and beard shook their heads at the same time.

Xiao Muyue became anxious immediately, "Why didn't I see it!"

"Little girl, are you asking about the man who fell off the cliff with you?" the old man Hei asked.

A light flashed in Xiao Muyue's mind, she nodded hastily: "Yes, yes, that's him, where is Thirteen, where is Thirteen?"

"Dead." The old man said.

Xiao Muyue's face turned pale immediately, and her pupils shrank suddenly, as if struck by a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

The black old man beat the white old man, and said unhappily: "What nonsense, little girl, don't listen to him, that kid is lying in the next room, not dead."

"It's almost the same if you don't die, you just have one breath left." The white old man groaned.

The old man Hei immediately hit him with the stick in his hand, "Old man Bai, what's the matter with you, I didn't see the little girl just woke up, and you still stimulate her like this."

The old man Hei turned to look at Xiao Muyue again, and said, "Girl, that kid is not dead, he is just lying in the next room, except for the troublesome poison on his body, everything else is fine."

As the old man Hei said, he rummaged through the old man Bai, and finally took out a small bottle, and said with a smile: "Eat this and you'll be fine, you can give it to him."

Xiao Muyue grabbed the small bottle with one hand, and the speed with which she moved was breathtaking.

The old man Bai suddenly became anxious, "Old Hei, you are too black-hearted, I only have one treasure left, you still want to snatch it, how easy it is for me!"

The old man Hei gave him a white look, "It's just a red snake fruit, why are you so stingy."

The white old man's beard flew up immediately, "What is it called is a red snake fruit, why don't you take out the glazed grass."

"It's not your red snake fruit, it's better to use."

"I said you are really stingy."

"You are stingy."

"You are stingy."

"You are just stingy."

Xiao Muyue didn't even look at the two people who were bickering. The moment she got the bottle, she rushed out and found the unconscious Mo Qiancheng in the thatched hut next door.

On the simple bed, Mo Qiancheng was lying down, his face was deathly pale, lifeless, if it wasn't between the nostrils, he would still be breathing a little, and his body would still be a little hot, no different from death.

Xiao Muyue hurriedly poured out a shiny pill from the bottle and put it into Mo Qiancheng's mouth.

After putting it in, she realized that Mo Qiancheng was so unconscious that she didn't even know how to swallow, so she hurriedly found a water glass, poured a glass of water, and fed it to Mo Qiancheng, but, after a while, the water It flowed out from the mouth.

Xiao Muyue became anxious immediately, tears streaming down her cheeks, "Thirteen, you have taken the medicine, is it okay, I will never cause you any trouble again, I will listen to you."

However, no matter what Xiao Muyue said, Mo Qiancheng remained motionless, as if he had died.

"It's useless for you to call him that. When we found you, you were on top of him. His chest and ribs were all broken, his back was injured, and he was poisoned again. But this kid just couldn't swallow his breath. "The old man Bai said, took a step forward, moved Mo Qiancheng's neck, and immediately, the medicine that was originally in his mouth was swallowed into his stomach.

"It depends on his good fortune to take this medicine. If he can't wake up within three days, he might not be able to wake up." Before the white old man finished speaking, he was pulled aside by the black old man.

The old man Hei taught a lesson: "I said, why are you getting more and more verbose?"

"I didn't mean to remind her so that she wouldn't be happy in vain." The old man Bai defended.

"I think you are doing it on purpose."

"Oh, I think you haven't called for three days, and you have to go to the house to expose the tiles."

"Whoever is afraid of whom! Hit and hit!"

The two talked, one pulled the other and walked out.

Without taking care of herself, Xiao Muyue still didn't look at them more, all her thoughts were on the person lying on the bed, "Thirteen, why are you so stupid..."

"By the way, girl." The old man Hei stretched out his head, hooked it in, and said, "The child in your womb is fine, and you don't know what you ate. You fell from such a high place, and there's nothing wrong with it."

"Let's go, what to see." Outside, the old man urged.

In the room, Xiao Muyue realized her stomach.

There is still a child in her stomach, she was too worried about Mo Qiancheng just now, she actually forgot the child in her stomach, and stretched out her hand to gently cover the little stomach, Xiao Muyue showed a faint smile on her face, crying and laughing, I can't laugh or cry.

"Thirteen, you protected us, we are fine, so you have to wake up early, promise me, you must wake up."

Xiao Muyue held Mo Qiancheng's hand tightly, not letting go.

From day to night, and from night to day, day after day, he refused to let go of Mo Qiancheng's hand. He didn't even eat much. He was afraid that he would miss any movement of Mo Qiancheng when he left.

Finally, on the second night, she was so tired that she collapsed beside the bed and fell asleep.

In the dim candlelight.

The silence of the room.

On the bed, Mo Qiancheng was asleep, and next to the bed, Xiao Muyue was lying on her stomach in silence, but her hands were tightly grasping Mo Qiancheng's.

Suddenly, being caught, Mo Qiancheng's hand moved slightly, and after a while, Mo Qiancheng slowly opened his eyes. After opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was lying on the side of the bed. Xiao Muyue.

He didn't make a sound, but he watched without blinking his eyes, for fear that if he blinked, the person in front of him would disappear, so he would rather stay in this moment, in this beautiful moment.

(End of this chapter)