Calamity bequeathed for a thousand years

  In the last chapter, Qiu Yi Zhao took Dong Nan Xi Bei and "Huo Tou" out of the small building to secretly take care of Lao Yue.

  Lost a lot of blood, still feeling weak and sleepless, it's really unbearable. Telling myself to fall asleep with my eyes closed. Entering the shallow dream stage, some trivial things from the past became the background of nightmares.

  Suddenly heard footsteps, very light...

  "I didn't mean to wake you up." He opened his eyes to see Ou Ye Zhao smiling and sitting on the edge of the bed.

  It's that person who helped me with the blood oath! I should hate him, but I just can't. Wanting to use words like a knife, when it reached my mouth, I swallowed the knife instead.

  "It's okay, I couldn't sleep anyway." All the strange emotions that had risen to her lips ended up as such an insipid phrase, accompanied by tears of extreme grievance.

  Yi Zuo probably also felt guilty for dragging me into this strange world, and took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe away my tears.

  He always kept a smile on his face, making me feel like there were many stories behind it.

  My whole body is weak, I am now a lamp that has run out of oil, I struggled to sit up.

  Qiu Yi Zhao gently placed his hands on my shoulders, helping me up and adjusting the pillow so I could lean against it. After that, he turned around, poured a cup of hot water, and with a flick of his wrist, a bright red pill about the size of a soybean appeared in his hand.

  He placed the pill at my lips and seeing me hesitate slightly, he said softly: "Take it, it can help you extend your life by five days."

  I lightly opened my thin lips, put the pill in my mouth, took a sip of the water he handed over, and swallowed the pill. Originally, I would have died tomorrow anyway, so taking another pill didn't matter what effect it had. I finally understood why Lin Mei could become more and more melancholic and sorrowful every day - because as one gets closer to death, their mood becomes increasingly desolate, even if they say that death is not the most frightening thing.

  Looking at Ou Yizhao's always smiling face, the cold feeling in her heart was slowly dissolving.

  "Do you feel better?" she asked with a smile.

  This pill is truly miraculous, and as I feel it slowly dissolving in my body, the weakness that came from excessive blood loss also gradually disappears. Without a mirror, I can't see if my complexion has recovered, but the dark blue color on the pads of my fingers has returned to their normal flesh tone, and my physical strength is also slowly returning, and my mind is much clearer.

  Being healthy is great!! o(n_n)o~~

  I nodded happily and smiled at him.

  He smiled and stretched out his white, slender fingers, lightly tapping my forehead. Such a light touch, yet it was as if he had cast a spell on me, I felt my heart beating more violently, unable to move at all.

  He noticed something was wrong with me and asked anxiously: "What's wrong?"

  What else can I say, I deeply feel that he is no longer a weirdo who occasionally appears in my life, but a very important person.

  "Nothing, your movements are quite skilled, do you often do this to girls?" She replied perfunctorily, hastily burying her body under the quilt, covering her face and only revealing a pair of eyes staring at him.

  He was taken aback for a moment, and his smile grew thicker as he nodded.

  For some reason, I felt that my body suddenly cooled down along with my heart, even colder than when I lost blood earlier. My nose was sour, but stubbornly refused to shed tears.

  He glanced out of the window at the night sky and said, "Don't you have anything you want to ask me?"

  He stiffly shook his head and said, "I won't ask anymore. When you want to tell me, we'll talk about it then." Now I don't want to ask anything else, I just want to know who that girl or those girls are? Do you care about her or them? What about me?

  Hehe, I'm really a hypocrite, with some bitterness in my heart.

  "Hmm, it's really not the time now. After a while, I'll definitely tell you." He took another look at the night sky, which was about to break into dawn.

  I felt a little scared and asked: "Are you leaving?"

  "Uh-huh." He nodded, stood up and smoothed out a strand of my hair, saying: "I've already found the previous owner of this mirror. Wait for me, I'll definitely be back within five days."

  As soon as he finished speaking, he slammed the door and left. By the time I got up to chase after him, there was no one in the corridor.

  "What a hard life!?" Luo Ya's voice came from behind.

  "Old mother duck? What's wrong?" I completely forgot that just ten minutes ago, I was a critically ill terminal patient.

  Lao Ya and Zhou Meng were extremely in sync, one on each side, carrying me to the bed, pressing down hard, and covering me with a quilt. Zhou Meng's hand heavily grasped my wrist, as if taking my pulse like an expert, for nearly a minute. His face was full of puzzlement, his eyebrows furrowed together.

  "I... I want to explain."

  "Shh—" Luoya made a silencing gesture at me and continued waiting for Zhou Banshen's diagnosis.

  Alright, then I'll ask Zhou Banshan to help me with the diagnosis.

  Zhou Meng's expression was strange and he put down my hand, his face solemn.

  Fu Yao's face was filled with despair and sorrow, while Lu Ya became even more exaggerated, her eyes shining with tears as she whispered: "Is this a flash of light before the darkness?"

  "My family:"..."

  "I... I want to tell them that these five days have been safe and there shouldn't be any more symptoms of bleeding."

  The words had just been spoken halfway, and were immediately snatched away by Laoyao. She said sorrowfully: "Laoluo's life is hard, I'm afraid Third Uncle and Third Aunt won't make it back, if you have anything to tell them, say it now, I'll help pass it on." After speaking, she covered her face and wept, extremely pained.

  Fu Yao's face looked unpleasant, and he placed both hands on Lu Ya's shoulders, gently patting them to comfort her...

  "......" If I had really died, my soul would have seen this scene and been deeply moved to tears. But I'm still lying here alive and kicking, what you're doing is making me feel...

  "I'm not dead yet." I spoke quickly and clearly so they wouldn't interrupt me again.

  Fu Yao and Lao Ya turned their heads, looked at me blankly for a moment, and said in unison: "No need to comfort us." After that, they turned their heads and continued to feel sad.

  "My family:"..."

  "Don't believe me? Ask Zhou Meng." Hopefully Zhou is a bit more spirited.

  Fu Yao and Lao Ya turned their heads together to look at Zhou Meng.

  Zhou Meng originally was deep in thought about something, when she discovered three pairs of eyes with different meanings staring at her simultaneously. She immediately came back to her senses. "What's wrong?" she asked innocently.

  "Cool sister, do you think I'll die now?"

  "No." Frowning, he said: "It's very strange, the lost blood and energy all came back at once, it should be fine for now. Very... strange." After that, his eyes stared at me intensely, with an expression of "hurry up and confess".

  "The person who helped me with the Blood Oath gave me a pill, and it was fine." Seeing Zhou Meng's incredulous expression, I continued: "The Blood Oath wasn't lifted, but it can be delayed for five days."

  Lao Ya looked at me now robust and came over without hesitation, gave me a slap and said angrily: "Why didn't you say it earlier."

  "My family: '......' Did you give me a chance to speak?"

  "Seeing you look so heartbroken is still quite enjoyable." I said with a raised eyebrow.

  Lao Ya was furious and slapped again, saying: "Still not dead, what a calamity for a thousand years."

  "My family:"..."

  Xiao Tai's words: To my dear readers, Xiao Tai has finally signed a contract and Xiao Tai finally has a draft box. From now on, Xiao Tai will often trouble the draft box little friends for help, hoping that everyone will take care of it, thank you.

  Xiaotai hugged my thigh tightly and cried loudly, "Give me a collection, give me a book review... Waaahhh..."