After spending about 40 minutes with my family, I fell into a deep sleep. Because I was recovering from a serious injury, my physical strength could not last long.

Among them, it was my mother and two sisters who were always talking. My father was always sitting next to me with a little giggle, trying to interrupt but couldn't. A few times he got excited and reached out.

I wanted to smoke the cigarette, but I endured it several times and finally put it back.

That cautious look was clearly because he was afraid that I would be hurt even a little bit, which would be detrimental to my condition.

During these 40 minutes, I received simply the best care. Three women rushed to feed me soup and medicine. This should be the taste of family affection, the warmest flow in the most ordinary things.

Unfortunately, I struggled to speak every word and didn't talk to them too much, but I think my eyes and expressions have expressed all my emotions. Some things don't necessarily need words to express.

I slept very peacefully this night. Surrounded by all the important people, in the most familiar room of the bamboo forest house, how could I not feel at ease?

Especially when my mother was chatting with me, she already mentioned to me that my senior brothers, sisters, and important friends were also here. They were already safe. This simply solved my biggest worry.

I feel that this happiness is so unreal.

I don't know when I woke up, but I woke up to the most familiar smell.

At that time, the night was as cool as water, and a crescent moon hung outside the bamboo window on a stool under the window. A hunched figure reflected a sober silhouette in the moonlight and black light.

In front of the silhouette, a little fire flickers on and off. This is the source of the most familiar smell, the smell of master's dry tobacco. During the days when I was in coma, he must have gotten that familiar dry tobacco leaves.

At that moment, I had a strong idea, that is, I must ask Master where he got this dry tobacco leaf. I had no sense of security. I was afraid that he would leave again, and this familiar smell could carry my thoughts.

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Such a scene is too familiar, and the feeling of returning to the original place is indescribable, so I dare not say anything. I want to indulge in this time for a while longer, so that I can feel that everything is real.

Not a dream.

Unfortunately, I may have slept for too long. When I woke up, I found that this position was not very comfortable. I couldn't help but move my body slightly, making a slight movement. The pulled wound also made me snort.

"Don't move around, it's not good for the wound. When you wake up, just tell me." Under the moonlight, the master did not look back, but his words were heard in this quiet night, with only the rustling of bamboo leaves and the chirping of insects.

It seems extremely clear.

It is this clarity that allows me to touch reality.

"I'm not used to it yet." I didn't know how to express my myriad of emotions, but when it came to my mouth, it turned into such a misleading sentence. In fact, I was just not used to such happiness, so I was a little cautious.

"Yes, I have been away from you for too long. Has it been so long that you are not used to me?" The master put out the cigarette, and a somewhat lonely voice came into my ears.

In my heart, he has always been a cynical, but extremely tough man. He rarely expresses emotions such as loneliness and sadness like this. It seems that once these emotions are expressed, they will make him weak. He was so direct tonight

Extremely rare.

"No, I'm not used to such happiness." I still struggled to speak, but it was much better than when I first woke up. After all, Brother Chengxin once said that I have the recovery ability of a wild boar, and this time I have Uncle Chen.

Brother Chengxin and I helped me take care of my health.

Master was silent, and just walked to me silently, then helped me up and put a pillow on my back.

During this process, I could feel his caution, and I felt vaguely that life is really a cycle. He took care of me when I was a child, and when I found him, I still had to let him take care of me like this.

The pillow cushioned my back, which made me feel more comfortable, and I also felt that the breathing in my chest became smoother while talking.

Master is an extreme person, at least when it comes to speaking. Either he talks a lot, or he is extremely silent. At this time, he helped me up and sat down, and he took a stool and sat next to me.

The two of us were speechless.

But I really had a lot to say to him, but I couldn't find a topic for a while. I could only remain silent for a while, and then I said, "Master, what time is it?"

"I'm not used to wearing a watch, but I guess it's past two o'clock at night, right?" Master replied casually, uncertainly, and after thinking about it, he got up and picked up another piece of clothing to put on for me.

My body was moved carefully by the master, and his strength was very suitable. I did not feel much pain. I also asked casually: "You are still not sleeping at two o'clock? Why did you think of coming here? I am now

There shouldn’t be any need for people to keep vigil, right?”

"I can't sleep. Come and sit in your room." Master didn't explain too much, but this simple sentence revealed too much.

After all, I had been awake for a while, and my eyes had adapted to the darkness. He was so close to me, approving clothes for me, and I could clearly see that his eyes were frighteningly red, just like those of my family.

This shows that he has spent as many sleepless nights as my family has spent. Even tonight, he is still worried.

When I woke up, he didn't rush over immediately because he wanted to leave some time for my family, but Master is also my family!

Master, it's always like this. He's not used to expressing his feelings in any direct way. It's a little funny to think about it. Why did he accept such a slimy disciple like me?

Thinking about it, I felt funny. Is this considered another extreme? Master raised his head and asked me, "Why are you laughing?"

"No!" I glanced out the window and saw the clear moonlight. I had slept for too long and felt that my body was almost rusty. I suddenly said to Master: "Master, I have been lying down for a long time. Can I go out for a walk?"

"You stinky boy, you don't take good care of your injuries, and you just want to be alive and kicking?" The master naturally refused to agree.

I had no other choice but to ask directly: "Master, how long have I been unconscious?"

"It's been more than half a month." This time the master answered directly, with a touch of sadness in his eyes. I could tell at a glance that he was blaming himself for not taking good care of me and causing me to be so seriously injured.

He has protected me very well since I was a child, and it is still the same this time. I suffered such a serious injury in front of his eyes. How must he feel in his heart? How many people were so quiet during the days when I was in a coma?

That night, he sat silently in my room like this, silent all night long?

Thinking of this, I was also a little sad, but I didn't want Master to be immersed in this kind of self-blame, so I simply changed the subject and said to Master: "Master, who else can endure lying down for more than half a month?

Let me go for a walk?"

"Well" Master hesitated a little.

"Master, you'll go crazy holding it in," I begged, just like I did every time I played tricks on Master when I was a kid, and I don't feel anything unnatural about it even now.

Master did not speak, but simply stood up, helped me to the bedside, made me sit on the bedside, carefully put on layers of clothes for me, and then said: "Then

Go out and take a walk, it's cold at night, so don't cause any trouble."

"Yeah." I nodded quickly and couldn't help but laugh. Unexpectedly, I nodded too hard and pulled the wound, which made me groan.

"Extreme joy brings sorrow. I still don't understand such a simple truth." Master scolded me, but he supported me and let me lean my hand on his shoulder. This way, my whole body was supported by Master.

I laughed, but didn’t answer. I didn’t think this was a sign of extreme joy, but I thought it was a way for Master to express his emotions. I have been missing the care from the elders for too long. A little pain can make him express it, even if it hurts again

So what about some?

"The location of your injury is your heart. Be careful with your life. If the claws were deeper than that, the gods would not be able to save you." I walked very slowly, and the master was holding me up while chanting.

Then he added uneasily: "You can't let your heart get affected at all now. Just say it when you are tired."

I nodded, and my master and I had already walked to the corridor of Zhulin Xiaozhu. This place was where we often sat, drinking tea, playing chess and chatting. It held too many memories.

Nowadays, the moonlight falls here like water, and everything is still so familiar and unchanged. It seems that the small bamboo forest house will always be the same bamboo forest house, but there are several temporary houses built next to it, and there must be so many people there.

The small bamboo forest house cannot be crowded.

"Keep your voice down, everyone hasn't slept well these days, don't wake them up." Master warned me as he helped me down the stairs step by step.

I also tried to keep the noise as low as possible. What moved in my heart was emotion. The reason why everyone didn't sleep well must be because of my injury, right?

However, I felt inexplicably silent and couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"What's wrong?" Master noticed my emotions.

In front of Master, I didn't have to hide anything. I just said in a low voice: "Master, I miss you like snow."

"That girl" the master fell silent for a moment, as if he had something to say but didn't know how to say it, and then just helped me walk towards the pool.
Chapter completed!