Go out and turn left

Chapter 67

Dazed for a moment, he stuffed the bag containing candied fruit into Taoyao's arms, took the bowl and walked towards the courtyard step by step.

Tao Yao stared at her back in a daze for a while, her usually bright red lips were slightly pale by him, and her eyes were full of sadness.

It turns out...is his medicine sister?

Thinking of something, he suddenly covered his chest and supported the head of the bed with the other hand, his knuckles turned white, his head and neck drooped, and he retched on the ground, but he couldn't vomit anything.

He stood up in a panic, quickly walked to the door and took it, and then stood with his back against the red-painted door in a daze.

There was a flash of sadness in his eyes, and he clasped his throat with his hands, "Uh...uh...uh..."

Still unable to spit out anything, Taoyao's force became stronger and stronger, the corners of her lips were even reddened by Tamo.

"Ugh... spit it out! spit it out! spit it out!"

"You spit it out for me!!"

He patted his head angrily, again and again, his voice almost choking.

"Why... can't spit out..."

"Spit it out..."

The body slid down little by little, Taoyao hugged her knees with both hands, and buried her head half in her legs.

pat.

A tear fell to the ground, soaking the mud and dust with light gray.

The youth's desperate murmurs could be heard faintly in the air.

"I can't spit it out... I can't spit it out... I can't spit it out..."

He repeated this sentence over and over again, looking like he lost his soul.

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Ling Bai heard Taoyao's roar in the courtyard, the content was not clear, only the sad but broken voice was sad.

Her eyes were heavy, and she walked quickly to the door of Taoyao's room with the wind under her feet, and gently pushed it, but it couldn't be pushed.

"Taoyao?" Ling Bai asked, his tone was mild but icy cold.

Tao Yao raised her head buried between her legs, with an indifferent expression, as if she really didn't care, her red eyes silently tore off the mask he deliberately created.

"Sister, I'm fine." She was so calm that no abnormal voice could be heard at all, Taoyao's hands were tense, and tears silently dripped down her cheeks.

"Really?" Ling Bai asked again,
"Yeah." Tao Yao replied obediently.

Holding her body, she walked to the bed and sat down slowly, her clear eyebrows were picturesque.

"That would be the best." Ling Bai spit out a few words lightly, and then walked away slowly.

Listening to the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away, Tao Yao lowered her shallow eyes, her slender and distinct eyelashes trembled slightly, and the melancholy color enveloped him.

"Tsk, I knew you were abnormal." A cold female voice sounded beside her ears, and Taoyao raised her head in disbelief.

I saw Ling Bai half-squinting his eyes, staring at him, although the eyes were cold, they were filled with concern.

The warm light outside the window shone behind her, as if adding a veil of mystery to her true face.

Tao Yao only knows.

At that moment, he saw the gods.

Fog rose again from the reddish eye sockets, and the moist lips were slightly pursed, looking at Ling Bai for a moment, and then threw herself into her arms.

"Sister..."

The soft and waxy voice has the purity unique to teenagers, and there is also an undetectable dependence.

Ling Bai lowered his head and could only see a furry head, and the scene of the peach demon pinching her flashed in his mind.

The outstretched hand stopped in the air, hesitated for a moment, sighed, and then gently stroked the boy's soft black hair.

"Sister is here, Yaoyao, don't be afraid." A comforting voice sounded, soft and comfortable.

(End of this chapter)