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Chapter Sixty
Lin Chen didn't speak, Fu Yushu held her hand tightly. After a while, there was a door bang next to him. When the two raised their heads together, they saw Lin Chen's door sway slightly, and Lin Chen took a deep breath. He slapped Fu Yushu's hand and said peacefully: "It should be that she woke up. I will go back and have a look. Don't worry, I know it in my heart."
Fu Yushu responded, and Lin Chen turned and returned to the room. She opened the door and saw Yue Sinan lying on the bed. She walked to the edge of Yue Sinan and watched Yue Sinan tighten her body, closing her eyes and shaking lightly.
"Are you afraid?"
She opened her mouth, Yue Sinan did not speak, Lin Chen tucked the quilt for her, and said softly: "Don't worry, the matter has been solved, I will put you in a safe place, you don't have to worry."
"Where can I go?" Yue Sinan said, her voice hoarse, and Lin Chen stood on the side. After a long time, she said: "I am the young master of Lin's family. How about I will place you in Lin's house? "
When Yue Sinan heard this, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at Lin Chen in amazement. She paused every word and slowly said: "I will, will hurt you."
"It's okay."
Lin Chen smiled: "I am the young master of the Lin family, and my fiance Fu Yushu is also the first in the Fu family's succession sequence. I decided to hide you, so don't worry."
Yue Sinan stared at Lin Chen, with surprise in his eyes: "Aren't you lying to me?"
"Do not lie to you."
Lin Chen's voice was gentle, she put Yue Sinan's puppet next to her, and deliberately softened her voice: "You go to sleep, I stay in the house, no one can hurt you anymore."
With that, Lin Chen got up, she went to the window, hugged the sword in her arms, and slept by the window.
The moonlight fell on her, making the golden chrysanthemum pattern on her mask shine in the moonlight. Yue Sinan watched her quietly, and after a long time, she finally closed her eyes.
When Yue Sinan fell asleep, Lin Chen opened his eyes again, turned his head, and saw Fu Yushu still standing in the courtyard, frowning at her. It seemed that he would not leave without waiting for a response. Lin Chen looked at him for a moment, and she waved at him suddenly.
Fu Yushu was stunned, but he walked over. Lin Chen saw him approaching with a bad look. She stared at him for a moment, and finally she stretched out her hand to cover Fu Yushu's eyes.
Fu Yushu's brow furrowed deeper, but at that moment, Lin Chen lifted the lower half of her mask. She looked up and kissed Fu Yushu's cheek lightly, and Fu Yushu froze. Listening to Lin Chen covering his ears, he whispered: "Go back, I won't check it."
Fu Yushu pretended to be calm, nodded, and whispered: "If you figure it out, I'm going to sleep."
As he said, he turned around, walked back stiffly, halfway down, and hit the pillar.
Lin Chen laughed "pouch" behind him, Fu Yushu coughed lightly, turned his head, and hurried back.
Fu Changling watched Fu Yushu hurriedly away. He stood on the promenade for a moment, then turned and returned to the house. He walked normally, and he saw a person at the end of the promenade, with a sword in his hand and a lamp in his palm, quietly. Standing in the distance.
He seemed to have just got up, dressed in a shirt with loose hair behind him, and a hair band wrapped around his slender wrist. Fu Changling could not help but be a little surprised when he saw someone. But he didn't make a sound. He looked at the person standing there quietly and suddenly had an illusion. He felt that this person had been waiting for him. In his past and present life, he could see that person was holding the lamp as long as he turned his head. Behind.
He smiled at Qin Yan, and said gently, "Why are you here?"
"Seeing you have been out for a long time," Qin Yan explained calmly, "I came here to take a look."
"so."
Fu Changling nodded, Qin Yan saw that he looked unharmed, and said, "Go back."
Fu Changling replied and followed Qin Yan. Qin Yan carried a lantern ahead, shining the way forward. Fu Changling followed silently. He stepped on Qin Yan's footsteps, followed step by step, halfway through, and Qin Yan suddenly stopped. Step, he turned his head and stared in a certain direction.
Fu Changling turned his head along with Qin Yan, and said in doubt, "What's the matter?"
"It's New Year."
Qin Yan said, Fu Changling was still at a loss, and he saw fireworks rising into the sky in the distance, suddenly blooming in the sky.
The fireworks "bang, bang, bang" sounded in the distance, and the two looked side by side. It was at this moment that Fu Changling realized: "Is it the New Year now?"
"Um."
"Have you seen these fireworks?"
Fu Changling turned his head and looked at the person in the light illuminated by the flickering fireworks. He looked up into the distance, his expression calm and nostalgic: "I have seen it."
"how many times?"
"I can't remember." Qin Yan's voice was flat, as if saying something that couldn't be more peaceful. "Every time I die, after waking up, this day, this point will always repeat some fixed things. For example. Someone will come to save people on this day. For example, in the middle of the night, Baiyu City will set off fireworks in the middle of the night to celebrate his salvation and the New Year."
Fu Changling didn't say anything. He watched him quietly. Qin Yan turned to look at him. Seeing Fu Changling's eyes, he couldn't help but say, "What's the matter?"
When Fu Changling heard him ask, he smiled.
"Qin Yan," he called his name, solemnly and seriously, "I know this sentence may come too late, but I still want to say it."
As he said, his throat swallowed even more, "Thank you."
The sound of fireworks went up, and then exploded in the sky, Qin Yan looked into the distance as if he hadn't heard anything.
Fu Changling stood beside him. Although he didn't get any response or words, at that moment, when Qin Yan stood beside him, he felt that he had infinite courage.
He stretched out his hand cautiously and gently held the corner of Qin Yan's sleeve. Qin Yan could see from a distance. Fu Changling didn't know if he was aware of his movements. He just felt that the fireworks were exploding continuously, "bang" and "bang". The violent sound barely covered the beating heart in his chest.
The immortal is no more than a mortal festival, and he has never had it in the past, but when he was with Qin Yan, he suddenly felt the meaning of this festival.
There is a cherished person who can accompany you, count the past and welcome the future, no matter how difficult the past is, and how painful the future is, it can give birth to infinite hope.
He held the corner of Qin Yan's clothes, and he didn't know whether Qin Yan knew.
And Qin Yan watched the fireworks fall in his eyes, he vaguely sensed the movements of the people behind him, but he didn't know why, when that person stood behind him, he suddenly decided to tolerate this moment of invasion.
He just remembered what his mother had said to him a long time ago.
At that time, he was so small that he could not remember many things. He only remembered the hot, dry land and hunger. His mother took him on the trek, and then he was holding a white steamed bun.
His mother hugged him, half of them, he asked why there were steamed buns to eat today, and the mother said, "Because today is the Chinese New Year."
"This is the best day at the end of the year. On this day, the family will be there and will accompany us Xiao Yanming, and then we will wash our clothes clean and have big steamed buns to eat. Are you happy?"
On this day, one cannot live it alone.
Qin Yan thought about it, and couldn't help but bend the corner of his mouth. Fu Changling looked at him and couldn't help saying: "What do you think of?"
"Some past events." Qin Yan regained his senses, his voice was much softer, "When I was young, my mother would give me steamed buns during the Chinese New Year. At that time, I felt very happy to eat a steamed bun."
As he said, the fireworks slowly dissipated, and Qin Yan turned around and said to Fu Changling: "Go back and rest."
Fu Changling didn't speak, Qin Yan walked a few steps forward, and when he saw that he was motionless, he said, "Why?"
"nothing."
Fu Changling laughed and followed Qin Yan up: "Let's go, sleep. I guess they will come and tell us to go on our way tomorrow morning. Go to sleep."
With that, he stepped forward, put his hand on Qin Yan's shoulder, and dragged Qin Yan forward.
Not a few steps away, Fu Changling seemed to suddenly remember something: "Ah, I have something wrong, you go back first and go to bed early."
As he said, he suddenly turned around, ran and left.
Qin Yan frowned as he looked at the back of his sudden departure, but he hesitated for a moment, after all, he was not a person who likes to take care of things, so he turned and left with a lantern.
After Fu Changling ran out, he hurried to the kitchen. He turned out the flour from the kitchen and urged it with spiritual power, just like alchemy. After a while, he made a plate of buns with white flour.
After he was done, he raised his hand and patted his clothes stained with white dust, picked a plate, and returned to the room with the plate.
He didn't enter the door directly, but pretended to leaned against the door, knocked on the door of the room, Qin Yan was meditating, and said: "Go in directly."
"Brother," Fu Changling called the door, "I'm a little inconvenient, you can open the door."
Qin Yan breathed a little. Although he knew that Fu Changling must be doing something boring, he also knew that if he continued to entangle him, Fu Changling had some way to let him open the door, so he chose not to fight, stood up, and went to the door.
He opened the door, frowned and said, "What else..."
Before he finished speaking, he watched Fu Changling deliver the steamed buns in front of him, bending his brows and smiling, and said, "Come on, try one?"
Qin Yan stared at the steamed bun in front of him blankly, feeling a little lost.
The steamed buns on the plate are all exquisitely made, not big, they look white and tender, round and round, and delicious.
He hasn't seen this thing for many years. The diet of the cultivator is basically spirit grass and spirit beasts, and there are few foods that the mortal dislikes.
Seeing him in a daze, Fu Changling twisted a steamed bun and gave it to his mouth: "I made it by myself, taste it?"
Qin Yan looked at the steamed buns on his lips and couldn't recover at all. Fu Changling stretched the steamed buns forward again, touching his lips, and urged: "Hurry up."
Qin Yan didn't know what was wrong, so he opened his mouth stupidly, biting the bun and chewing lightly.
Seeing him eating it, Fu Changling became happy and said, "How is the taste?"
Qin Yan chewed quietly, feeling the sweet taste of flour spread in his mouth. Fu Changling leaned against the door and looked at him, with a gentleness in his accustomed to unsound eyes.
"Brother," he took out a silver ticket from his pocket, handed it to Qin Yan, and said gently, "This is a red envelope. I hope you will be lucky in the coming year. We will spend it next year today."
Qin Yan stared at the bank note blankly. Fu Changling had never seen him look so dazed and a little at a loss. He couldn't help but laughed out "pouch", he forcibly stuffed the money into his hand, and then said, "Give me one. Copper plate."
"I do not have."
Qin Yan said in embarrassment.
"There is always a spirit stone, right?"
This has.
Qin Yan fumbled for a while, took out his spirit pouch, really searched for a spirit stone, and handed it to Fu Changling.
Fu Changling looked at the pitiful piece of spiritual stone in his hand and sighed, "I said one piece, are you really only giving me one piece?"
Qin Yan's movements were stiff, and after a while, he took it out again, and put a few more pieces in Fu Changling's hands. He felt a little embarrassed and said: "There are not many places to spend money on weekdays..."
"Enough is enough."
Seeing his serious appearance, Fu Changling was afraid that he would take it seriously, so he hurriedly said: "You give me a copper plate, I am very happy. It is just a sign in the new year. You gave me a red envelope, don't you give me something nice?"
With that, Fu Changling looked at him, holding the Lingshi in his hand, looking like he was waiting for good words.
Qin Yan thought for a while, and finally he was unfamiliar and said seriously: "Happy New Year, congratulations..."
He frowned. Fu Changling was a little curious about what he would say, but after seeing Qin Yan thinking about it for a long time, he finally suffocated: "Gongxi get rich."
Fu Changling was taken aback for a moment, and after a while, he burst out laughing.
"You..."
He looked at Qin Yan, but he couldn't help but warmed up at Qin Yan, but he couldn't help but said, "It looks very smart."
"But it's okay to be stupid, if you can do everything," he tilted his head, "I'm a junior, it's useless."