Rain or shine

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In the end, Caroline picked it up in person.

An ordinary bed in the bedroom does not really provide a good medical environment, but Kuranoka's medical skills will not be hindered by these external factors.

"If you keep going on, Julius' mental breakdown will happen sooner or later." She sighed, "You mother is really in no hurry."

Caroline looked at her son's bloodless face, with dry white lips and slightly cracked lips, paused, and replied: "What's the use of being anxious. It was my miscalculation. I didn't expect this to be so irritating to him. Perhaps, he just wanted to find a reason, and simply lost his life."

"Can't he wake up?" A voice broke in suddenly.

Caroline and Kuranoka looked at each other, and then looked down at the talking child.

"The theory might work." Caroline thought for a while, then said to him, her eyes brightened, "If someone pulls him back from the spiritual abyss."

"If you can't do it, you will sleep forever, do you understand? That is death." Kuranoxiang advised.

"I'll do it." Mo Shengling nodded heavily, his words were calm, "It was Zuo Yaoqing who saved me, this time it's my turn."

Kuranoka hesitated, but Caroline had already made up her mind.

Mo Shengling lay down flat, the size of the bed could only be said to be just enough to accommodate two people.

"Let me confirm again, you know what you are doing." Cang Yexiang's left and right palms covered the foreheads of Zuo Yaoqing and Mo Shengling, where the skins met, purple light shone.

"Find him and bring him back, right?" Mo Shengling looked at her calmly and firmly, "I know I'm going to do this."

[Dreamland], the purple bloomed delicate flowers in an instant. It was Kuranoka who used her supernatural ability——dreamland is a channel, which can expand the spiritual realm of people and allow the subconscious mind to enter and exit for temptation and communication.

In the darkness, the golden pupils were extraordinarily bright.

The child took the first step, crossed many crossroads, passed hundreds of window cases, and finally stopped in front of the locked palace door with sadness echoing in his ears.

The staircase spirals upwards, and at the end is a hanging garden, which is vast and endless.The child walked in, and his feet were stabbed repeatedly.The garden is full of white roses, which are in full bloom, with flying petals, and the fragrance is tangy.

In the middle, stood a cross tombstone, and the blond boy was kneeling there.Seeing someone coming, he got up and pressed him hard into the flower field. The black-haired boy's face was scratched, red marks dripping with blood.There was liquid dripping on the tip of his nose, wet, the tears of the blond boy, he was crying, trembling all over, babbling a strange name, the name of the deceased engraved on the tombstone.The pendant around his neck was open, and it was a photo of him with another person.

The black-haired boy pushed the opponent away, bent down and picked up a knife from nowhere, and slashed down at the water pipe that appeared at an unknown time.The water splashed and soaked the entire garden, and the air was humid, gradually revealing the colors of the rainbow.

The pendant slid down, and a transparent figure stood opposite the blond boy, smiling at him.

Seeing them embracing each other, the black-haired boy turned and left without hesitation for a moment, and walked down the long steps.He could hear the gurgling of the water until he left, and he could also see the water pouring down like a curtain through the window, accompanied by scattered white roses, the moon was bright and the stars were bright, but he didn't miss it.

The chains were intertwined, and the door at the end of the corridor was ancient and hideous.He reached out to push, bumped with his body, tried countless times, and the door opened.

The boy with blond hair and red eyes waved at him, with blood all over his body and a smile on his face.So he rushed over, ran over, and received a gift, but it was a dagger pierced through the heart, and the taste of blood was so dirty.The blond boy opened his arms and hugged him tightly, not letting go at all, stabbing the blade deeper.

The black-haired child groaned in pain, his expression wrinkled into a ball.He moved his fingers slightly, grabbed the clothes on the back of the blond boy and pulled him down, forcing him to let go.In the astonished eyes of the blond boy, he clenched the gun tightly in his hand, aimed it at his heart, and pulled the trigger unceremoniously.

The blond boy seemed to be enraged by his actions, the chains fell from the sky, bound the black-haired boy, and grabbed one of his necks, tightening could kill him instantly.But it won't be so fast, the blond boy likes to torture others, and seeing their desperate eyes makes him inexplicably happy.

Whipping, bursting, □□... These bruised attacks continued to accumulate, and the black-haired child's clothes had already been soaked in red, making it impossible to distinguish the color.The cheeks, neck, and limbs are all large and small wounds, blue, red, and purple, far exceeding the range that the body should bear, enough to make life worse than death.

But the eyes of the black-haired child told him a different result. He did not give up. He struggled so hard that the chain was even uprooted. When his wrist was loose enough to move, he clenched his fists and stretched the chain.His body had suffered too much damage, and it was obvious that he couldn't sustain it. However, his heart was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the others were slowly disappearing.

The blond boy frowned and took a step back.The body of the black-haired boy wobbled, as if he would fall unconscious every time he took a step, but no, the black-haired boy grabbed the blond boy's collar and pulled it towards him, pressed his lips firmly against his, and looked at each other , neither of which is closed.

The red pupils widened, and the black-haired child held his hand firmly, gasping for breath.

The blond boy was silent, looked at him for a while, covered his face, sighed deeply, and smiled helplessly.

The pillars collapsed, the beams crashed, the doors opened, and the light pierced the darkness, extending from the gap between the windows and the ceiling.

Night recedes and day descends.

"woke up?"

Zuo Yaoqing's head was momentarily dazed. When he moved his hands and feet, he found that his body was much more comfortable and energetic.

"It seems to be cured." Cang Yexiang looked at it for a long time, and checked it with his hands for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion, "Congratulations, you don't need to worry about mental problems for the time being. If you continue to develop like this, although the recovery ability is not yet Obviously, it’s not impossible.”

He was confused for a while, his gaze shifted, and fell on the person lying beside him: "Mo Shengling!?"

"Anxin, he's much better than you." Caroline pushed the door open and came in. "He woke up early, but he was too tired. He ate a little and fell asleep again."

"About Mo Shengling, are you hiding something from me?" Zuo Yaoqing asked with a sigh of relief, playing with the child's curly hair with her fingers.No matter what happens in the spiritual realm, it is subconscious after all, and there is no memory in reality, but the feeling will remain honestly.At least now, Zuo Yaoqing feels that Mo Shengling is a little different from before.