mousepad-d2 Chapter 20 Healing
Chapter 20 Healing
Without Wu Shuangzi's true energy, the corpse worm faintly flared up again, and the Seventeenth Young Master couldn't laugh anymore.He moved to the rock wall, wrapped himself in a frost-colored cloak, curled up, gritted his teeth, and endured alone.
He suspected that he was hallucinating again, because he saw Wu Gezi come back.
Wu Shuangzi walked up to him and knelt down, and asked, "Where are the three moles on Gong Yunshang's body?"
He is really back.
Wu Shuangzi asked this question not because he knew where Gong Yunshang's three moles grew, he didn't even know if Gong Yunshang had moles on her body, but he bet that Young Master Shi Qi would not know.
Suddenly being asked such a question, Seventeenth Young Master became very passive.If he answers wrong, it means he is lying.If he doesn't answer, it's tantamount to acquiescing that he doesn't know.But then he thought about it, how could a gentleman like Wu Shuangzi know the three moles on the girl's body?Shouldn't you be testing yourself?If you don't answer, it will definitely not work. If you answer, you may still have a chance.The Seventeenth Young Master recalled the rich experience in the past, and found the most likely location: "chest."
Wu Shuangzi didn't expect that Seventeenth Young Master would really answer. He thought that the other party would be silent, so that he could expose his lies.What should we do now?Wait, he can't give up yet, maybe Seventeenth Young Master is guessing wildly, it depends on who will persuade him first.Wu Shuangzi decided to use the best acting skills in his life, and retorted confidently: "No, it's on the left waist." His eyes were sharp and his tone was firm.
The Seventeenth Young Master was taken aback. He looked at the credibility of the other party's expression, and felt that he did not seem to be lying.The venom of the corpse bug disturbed him, and he was severely distracted by the pain.That's right, Wu Shuangzi and Gong Yunshang were engaged since they were young, and they played together when they were young, but I don't know.He began to feel guilty, and said: "It's too dark, I didn't see clearly."
"Just now I said 'in broad daylight', why is it 'too dark'?"
Seventeen was at a loss for words.
"Don't provoke me with lies anymore, I won't leave." Wu Shuangzi made up his mind and sat down cross-legged, "When will you recover from your injury, when will I leave." Stay here and take care of him.
Wu Shuangzi couldn't forget how he called himself "Quan..." when he found the dying Seventeenth Younger, and how heartbroken he was.
He never wanted to experience that level of heartbreak again.
He didn't know why the Seventeenth Young Master turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, but he thought he had never done anything to apologize to him, and he would never do it in the future.
The Seventeenth Young Master closed his eyelids, and his thoughts surged: the person he loves is so gentle and reliable, and he values love and righteousness. Even if he humiliated him like that before, he couldn't bear to leave his seriously injured friend and leave alone.
One tried to conceal it, but the other knew it clearly.He can be wronged and rejected by the world, he is used to it anyway, and it doesn't matter, but there is still a person in this world who truly believes in him, can't let him go, and is willing to turn back for him.
He couldn't help being moved, he couldn't pretend anymore, and almost surrendered, cutting out his heart and lungs to show the other party.But reason told him that he couldn't, and he tried his best to keep silent, just to avoid saying anything that he regretted.
The corpse worm completely exploded, and a burst of neuropathic pain hit. Seventeenth Young Master clenched his jaw, and even his spine was chilling.
Just as Wu Shuangzi wanted to align the Laogong acupoint on his palm with the Jiaji acupoint on Seventeenth Young Master's back, Seventeenth Young Master pushed him away resolutely and said, "I can bear it."
"With me here, you don't need to endure." Wu Shuangzi told him in a reassuring tone.
This sentence is like breaking ice in spring water.Seventeenth Young Master laughed too hard just now, but now he fainted as soon as he relaxed.
Wu Shuangzi quickly carried him to the fire, sat cross-legged, and continued to heal his injuries.
Just when Wu Shuangzi felt that his dantian was in sharp pain, and his skills were backlashing, and he couldn't hold on any longer, a strange thing happened: after midnight, the Gu poison in the body of the Seventeenth Young Master hibernated again, and everything returned to calm.
The beginning of autumn has passed.
Wu Shuangzi retreated weakly, his body was completely hollowed out, and his inner strength could never be recovered.The Seventeenth Young Master has not regained consciousness, but he is fine.As long as Ruoyu is fine, everything is worth it.
Now they all need to rest, maybe sleep for three days and three nights in a row, maybe longer.Wu Shuangzi laid out the hay, spread out the cloak, and helped the Seventeenth Young Master to lie down.Seventeenth Young Master's rib was broken under his left armpit, so Wu Shuangzi asked him to lie on his right side.
He added more firewood to the fire, because Young Master Shiqi still looked very cold.He found a blanket from the pack on the horse and covered him.Just as he was about to fall asleep on the other side of the fire, he saw his body shivering under the blanket.He walked to Seventeenth Young Master and lay down next to him, hugging him from behind through the blanket.After a while, the Seventeenth Young Master stopped trembling. Although his body hadn't completely relaxed, the tight lines at the corners of his mouth had eased a lot.Wu Shuangzi felt that he could not let go of this nostalgia in his life.The two just fell asleep in the warm firelight.
They were woken up by starvation.
The Seventeenth Young Master woke up first, and then found himself wrapped in a firm embrace with a blanket.
When the person in his arms moved, Wu Gezi also woke up.
Seventeenth Young Master quickly turned to look at him. Although Wu Shuangzi's face was worse than before, thank God, he has flesh and blood and has not turned into a human skin.
As soon as the two eyes made contact, they avoided each other as if they couldn't meet each other's eyes.
Everything is different now, more intimate and deeper.And they have a life-long friendship, another sense of life and death.
The Seventeenth Young Master heard the rubbing sound on the blanket, and made room behind him, the heat dissipated, the air was slightly cool, and a hateful sense of emptiness took advantage of it.He knew that Wu Shuang had got up, and he heard Wu Shuang gently pat his numb arm, which was where he had been sleeping.
Wu Shuangzi went to the mountain stream to fetch some spring water, picked some wild fruits and picked up some dry firewood along the way.He thought the scenery along the way was beautiful.
As soon as he got back, he let the horses graze and put away the drying clothes.When Shi Qi Shao was eating fruit, Wu Shuangzi rekindled the extinguished fire. He was afraid that Shi Qi Shao would be cold.
Shi Qishao ate all the fruits, including those that were a little sour.
The fire light illuminated Wu Gezi's face, making him look less pale.
The Seventeenth Young Master stared at Wu Shuangzi's profile for a long time, from the moment he lit the first grain of grass until the flames blazed into the sky, changed his previous cynical attitude, he was watching very seriously with deep eyes.
The king of France is dead, and he was sentenced to death when he was freed.Although he survived this Liqiu, what about the next Liqiu?His future is like a dead end in Zhuge Village. He knows that it is not going to work, but he continues to move forward. He does not know the meaning of doing so.Wu Shuangzi spent his whole life to save a dying person, he was so stupid, he was the one who killed him.
The afterglow swept into the mountain depression obliquely, and the setting sun stretched the shadows of each tree very long. The two of them were between the shadows of the trees, half of which were dyed bright and colorful by the sun's rays, and half of them were blocked by the black shadows of the trees.