Nan Xiao clenched the umbrella in her hand, her red lips twitching, wanting to say something but she hesitated.

Shi Yan slowly turned around and left. Every step he took seemed unusually heavy. It was hard to tell whether it was rain or tears on his moist cheeks.

Nan Xiao held an umbrella and caught up, "Go back with me quickly."

"Go away." Shi Yan reached out and pushed her, rejecting her kindness.

He was still stumbling forward, like a wounded little animal, licking his wounds alone, proud of himself, and never bowing his head.

Nan Xiao knew that he was angry now, so she didn't try to persuade him. She just followed him quietly and held an umbrella to prevent him from getting caught in the rain.

Unexpectedly, her move made Shi Yan even more angry. They told her to go away, but she still didn't go away. It was really annoying.

This time, he took action directly.

Shi Yan turned his head and slapped away the oil-paper umbrella in her hand with a cold face, letting her stand in the rain and soaking in the rain with him. The pleasure of revenge immediately made his depression disappear a lot.

But just this one blow had exhausted all his strength at the moment. He felt dizzy suddenly, and his eyes were blurry and he couldn't see the direction. He fell forward and finally fell into a soft place.

in the body.

Shi Yan smelled a faint medicinal fragrance on the tip of his nose. After having been with Nan Xiao for so long, he naturally knew that this was the fragrance of her body.

Suddenly I felt a little embarrassed.

It was obvious that he was so powerful and domineering just now that he knocked the umbrella away, but now he could only fall weakly into her arms.

Surely she would laugh at him again?

Nan Xiao didn't have the time to laugh at him. She quickly picked him up and flew back to the inn.

He already suffered from body cold, and he must have caught windchill after being rained on for so long.

Shi Yan only felt a severe headache and fell asleep in a daze. When he opened his eyes again and woke up, he felt dizzy again and felt nauseous.

The sound of footsteps gradually became clearer. He tried to open his eyes, but he could only see a figure in red whose face could not be seen clearly but was very familiar. She was holding a bowl of soup in her hand.

The situation is exactly the same as back then.

"Anan, is it you? Are you back to see me?"

Anan likes to eat corn.

Anan likes to wear red clothes.

Anan also looks pretty when she smiles.

How could she not be his Anan?

Nan Xiao, who was walking in from the door, paused briefly, put the medicine on the table, and went to help him.

"Are you feeling confused from the fever? Get up and drink some medicine."

"Anan, you made me take medicine like this when you were a child, do you remember?" Shi Yan's eyes were hot and gentle, like stars twinkling.

Nan Xiao lowered her eyes and said calmly: "I don't understand what you are talking about. You have to drink the medicine."

The light in Shi Yan's eyes gradually dimmed, and he fell into self-doubt again.

Did he really admit his mistake?

Shi Yan slowly sat up, holding the medicine in his hand, but not drinking it. He was contemplating something.

"Drink, you will get cold if you don't take the medicine." Nan Xiao urged.

Shi Yan put the bowl of medicine back into her hand, "The medicine is too bitter, I don't want to drink it."

"How can you get better without drinking? Good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease."

"If you don't want to drink, I won't drink."

Nan Xiao: “…”

After all these years, this bad habit still hasn’t changed.

Just when she was about to grab his chin and pour it into him directly, Shi Yan suddenly said: "Anan, you used to give me candied fruits before giving me medicine, why didn't you give me some this time?"

Nan Xiao didn't follow his train of thought: "What?"

"In the past, when you brought medicine to me, you would always hand me a packet of candied fruits. You were so generous when you were a child, but why did you become stingy when you grew up?" Shi Yan lowered his head and complained.

"When did I buy you candied fruit?"

Nan Xiao felt very angry when she heard this. She is a dignified leader of the Demon Cult, but she was called stingy. Do you believe it?

"Haven't you bought it? I clearly remember that you bought it, and you told me that it was very sweet...but now, tsk, you are really a stingy person."

Shi Yan put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes to rest, as if he didn't want to talk to her.

Nan Xiao placed the medicine heavily on the table with a crisp "pop" sound.

"Fart! Stop trying to blame me here. What I gave you was obviously half a piece of corn. You..."

Before she could finish her words, she was pulled down on the bed, her wrists were clasped against her head, and his long dark hair fell down on her snow-white neck.

In the small space, the two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

Shi Yan curled up the corners of his mouth with some pride, "Anan, look, I blew you up with just a few words. Am I strong?"

"Nonsense!"

Nan Xiao still refused to admit it. She raised her foot and wanted to kick the person on her away, but stopped when she heard his violent cough.

"Cough cough cough..."

At this moment, Shi Yan put his hand on his lips and coughed. His cold had not recovered yet, and because of the cough, his entire face was as pale as paper. His body gradually became limp and weak, and finally he fell on her.

Nan Xiao was stunned, her eyes a little confused.

Why does he always fall on her?

"Anan, if I press you like this, will you feel pain?" Shi Yan's eyes were closed tightly at this moment, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

He actually thought it would be good to continue like this, but no, it would crush Anan.

"What do you think?" Nan Xiao almost gave him a roll of her eyes.

"Well...but I don't have the strength, so I can only trouble Anan."

Nan Xiao pushed the person on top of her aside and took a breath. Just as she was about to get up from the couch, she found that her hand was held by him.

"let go."

Shi Yan opened his eyes and shook his head gently, "No, I'm afraid you'll run away again."

Nan Xiao's voice was deep: "Let go."

Shi Yan didn't dare to make her angry, so he obediently let go of his hand.

Nan Xiao didn't stay too long and walked out without looking back.

Her heart was beating rapidly at the moment, and she needed to find a quiet place to stay for a while and collect her thoughts.

Shi Yan was able to guess her identity, which was completely beyond her expectation.

Shi Yan looked at her retreating back, thinking that she had never told him her identity, and his heart felt sour. He curled up, with moist mist floating in his reddish eyes.

Why?

Moreover, was he too impulsive just now and had already annoyed her?

These two questions lingered in his mind, but he could not find an answer for a long time.

Since then, Nan Xiao has never come to deliver medicine to him again, leaving the task of urging him to drink medicine to the disciples of Hidden Sword Villa.

Shi Yan was unwilling to drink the medicine at first, so he wanted to drink it to her when she came over to see him, hoping to show off well in front of her.

But what was the answer he got?

She... took her people and left the inn the moment she walked out of this room, without even leaving a message for him.

Shi Yan took the bowl of medicine handed over by the disciple, with a hint of bitterness in the smile on his lips. He raised his head and drank the bowl of medicine in one gulp.
Chapter completed!