Heaven's Beloved took the adoption manual of the sick apprentice

Chapter 148 Match
Jiang Yu irritably put out the lamp and stopped caring about things outside the door.

I have lived for thousands of years, how can I still be manipulated by a broken child?

If you don't establish your dignity today, you won't know how many times Jiang Feiwei will be told in the future.

Lying on the bed, Jiang Yu tossed and turned again.

The young man Song Heqing seemed gentle and well-behaved around her, but he was still a bit stubborn at heart. There was no sound at all outside or next door.

I don't know if it's still outside.

Outside the window, a purple light flashed, followed by thunder.

Soon, the wind picked up.

The windows that were not closed tightly made a shuddering sound in the evening breeze.

The waning moon had already been obscured by rolling thick clouds, and occasionally bright silver and blue light flashed by, bringing a moment of light.

Jiang Yu put down the green bed curtain, turned his back to the outside, and closed his eyes.

The rain was pouring down, and the raindrops fell on the steps and the peach trees outside the window, which was annoying.

Jiang Yu simply set up a barrier.

Outside
In the small courtyard, a young boy was kneeling.

The raindrops came in thick sheets, and soon the raindrops formed into small streams on the cracks between the rocks below my knees, soaking my lower clothes.

The rain fell on the hair and kept sliding down the wet hair, almost making it difficult to open one's eyes.

Song Heqing straightened his back and knelt in the wind and rain.

Opposite, a dark room.

The person he was waiting for had already stopped.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, with no sign of stopping. Song Heqing slowly lost confidence in his initial expectations. He lowered his head and waited quietly for the heavy rain to end and for the dawn of tomorrow to come.

I don't know how long it took.

There was a light knock from the door not far away.

Song Heqing immediately raised his head, his vision blurred by the rain.

The lights in the room were all turned on at some point. Jiang Yu opened the door, stood in the light, and looked at him quietly.

"Master..." Song Heqing murmured.

Jiang Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the little apprentice kneeling in the heavy rain. The rain kept sliding down his face, making his clothes wet.

Ever since I picked him up and cleaned him for the first time, I have never seen him in such a mess again.

Jiang Yu held up an umbrella and walked to him, "Do you know you were wrong?"

Song Heqing raised his head, looked at her, and said after a moment: "I'm sorry."

Jiang Yu's expression did not soften in response to his apologetic apology. She looked at him coldly, "What's wrong?"

Song Heqing lowered his head and slowly clenched his fists in his sleeves, "I shouldn't mention Jiang Yuwei."

Jiang Yu didn't speak for a long time, and the night wind blew raindrops on the two of them.

The peach trees in the courtyard seemed to be in trouble, too.

The peach branches swayed in the wind and rain, the peach blossoms fell with the wind, and the fallen flowers fell into the dust and mud in the rain.

A layer of wet petals also fell next to the stone table.

Jiang Yu thought in a daze that Tao Qian would cry again tomorrow when he looked at the scattered peach blossoms on this tree.

"Master, did I say something wrong?" Song Heqing asked in a low voice.

There was a faint expectation in my heart that Jiang Feiwei was not the trigger of the matter.

Jiang Yu sighed, "Forget it, don't kneel down, go back and change into clean clothes, pack your things and get ready to leave."

When Song Heqing heard this, he kept his head down, neither stood up nor spoke.

"You don't listen to me now?" Jiang Yu said in a deep voice.

"But, Master has clearly promised that he will leave at the beginning of next month." There is still about ten days left.

"There's no need to wait. It's urgent to go south to fight the disaster. It's your choice to leave. No one forces you." Jiang Yu threw the umbrella next to Song Heqing and turned to leave.

The door was closed, the lights in the house were dimmed, and the courtyard became gloomy again.

The raindrops hit the umbrella beside him, making a crisp sound. Song Heqing looked sideways at the green oil-paper umbrella, stood up slowly, and left alone.

The wind picked up, and the oil-paper umbrella rolled in the rain and fell at the foot of the steps. Jiang Yu stood in the corridor and looked at the green oil-paper umbrella at his feet. The place where the kneeling people used to be was now empty.

Her face was pale and her mouth was pursed.

The rain gradually subsided, and the water under the eaves fell on the stone steps, dripping non-stop.

Jiang Yu stretched out his hand, and transparent raindrops fell on the palm of his hand. It was slightly cool and wet, and instantly disappeared from his hand.

Jiang Yu clenched his hand, silver spiritual light flowed in his hand, and soon the water stains on his palm disappeared.

Spreading his palms, Jiang Yu suddenly smiled.

What is there to be confused about? The more you live, the less transparent it becomes. If this continues, how can you ascend?

Jiang Yu closed the door.

In the deserted courtyard, a black figure suddenly appeared.

The man in black robe slowly walked to the green oil-paper umbrella, picked up the umbrella that was wet by the rain, and dried it with spiritual power.

He walked to the corridor, placed the umbrella by the door, and disappeared outside.

The dark shadow entered the room and stood beside Jiang Yu's bed. There was a bright yellow talisman on the blue curtain.

It glows faintly in the dark night. If you look closely, you can clearly see the words on it.

The man lifted up the gauze and looked at the woman on the bed. The brim of his black hat covered his face and his expression could not be seen clearly.

But he stretched out his hand tremblingly and attached it to Jiang Yu's hand outside the quilt. Light blue blood vessels could be seen on the back of the white hand.

"Sister, Master, I'm back." He said softly, his voice slightly hoarse.

"I will stay with you until your agreement expires. I am the one worthy of ascending with you."

Empty room, soft and low voice.

It was very clear in the darkness, but Jiang Yu on the bed made no movement at all.

Today, Song Heqing was so angry that he felt dizzy and felt very uncomfortable.

Now she seemed to be in darkness, unable to see anything, and someone seemed to be talking to her all the time.

Clearly feeling that something was wrong with his situation at this time, Jiang Yu couldn't wake up.

What's going on? Is it someone's fault?

When she reaches this state, the dreams she has are no longer simple dreams, everything she sees is an illusion.

The man in black saw something wrong with Jiang Yu's expression and a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and knew that she had noticed that his spell could no longer hold up.

But he still took out his handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Just as he was about to stop, someone suddenly grabbed his wrist.

The man in black was startled and lowered his head to see that Jiang Yu was not awake. He just held his hand with strong instinct.

He quickly opened Jiang Yu's hand, and the white handkerchief was left beside the bed. A red mark flashed across his white wrist, and then disappeared under the black robe.

In an instant, the charm on the green curtain turned into ashes, and then dissipated in the wind, leaving nothing behind.

Jiang Yu suddenly opened his eyes and sat up immediately. The gauze fluttered and the room was empty without anyone.

But there was a familiar spiritual power that completely disappeared before it could be captured.

When his hand touched something, Jiang Yu lowered his head and saw that it was a white handkerchief.

He spread out his handkerchief, with small words embroidered on it. It was the white handkerchief he used every day.

Jiang Yu picked up the white handkerchief, and the lingering aura on it seemed to be more than just her.

Jiang Yuwei!
The faint fragrance of lotus leaves, Jiang Yu will always remember this smell.

You are really not dead, and you even dare to appear here.

　Asking for leave...Kavin, for the specific reasons, you can read the explanation in the book circle

　　
　
(End of this chapter)