My little puppy is sick

Chapter 327 Leading the Red Line to the Crazy Critic Demon Monarch 35
"But...the guest was seriously injured, Master Qi Guan told us to let the guest eat." The disciple's face was tangled.

"Why don't you ask Qi Guan to let the senior eat?"

The disciple shook his head and said sadly: "Master said he has nothing to do, and the guests don't listen to Master's words..." The disciple's eyes fell on Qi Yan's hand, "Where is Senior Sister Qi Yan going? "

"I made a new dish and sent it to Master Qi Guan to taste."

The disciple's eyes were bright, "How about... Senior Sister Qi Yan and we change, the new dishes you cook are novel and delicious, and serve it to that guest, and if they are not sure, we won't pick it! Anyway Master also often eats the dishes cooked by Senior Sister Qi, and this time is not bad!"

"This..." Qi Yan hesitated, "I'm afraid of disturbing senior."

"You don't need to be sent by Senior Sister Qi Yan, I will take your food box and give it to the guests, so as not to let you get in touch with the guests."

Qi Yan thought for a while, then nodded, "Okay, let's change."

Qi Yan exchanged food boxes with her disciples, she continued to walk out with the food boxes, and the outer disciples knocked on the door.

"Guest, it's lunch time today."

The disciple pushed the door open and entered, the door creaked, Qi Yan stopped walking forward, and turned her head to look back.

With just a glance, she didn't see anyone in the yard, and the yard seemed to have not been cleaned for a long time. The ginkgo leaves were floating down and piled up on the ground, looking very depressed.

Qi Yan withdrew her gaze and walked forward slowly.

When the outer disciple stepped over the threshold, he gently closed the gate, walking very lightly, but it was inevitable that he would step on the broken leaves on the ground.

The room was closed, the disciple knocked on the door and said "guest" to the inside.

He didn't expect to hear a response, but there was a hoarse voice from inside, accompanied by a cough.

"Come in."

The disciple was a little surprised. Usually, when he delivered food to him, the other party ignored him and basically would not respond to questions.

But today...

Probably in a good mood.

The disciple drew down the curtain and walked in with a respectful attitude.

There was a strong smell of medicine in the room, which made people feel extremely bitter.

From the corner of his eyes, the disciple saw a person lying in front of the soft chair, dressed in white, his chest was wide open, revealing a red cloth belt.

In the past, this guest always lay on the bed and couldn't get out of bed, why did he get out of bed today.

The disciple was puzzled, but he didn't ask. He put the food box on the table, opened the lid, and various scents wafted out, which made the smell of medicine in the room much lighter.

Ji Yu's eyes fell on the table.

There was a trace of trance in his eyes, this is Qi Yan's cooking, he...has never eaten it before.

Don't know how it tastes.

He was a little dazed, looking at his inhuman appearance, relying on medicine to continue his life, running to this lonely yard, staying alone, unable to do anything, as if waiting to die... ··

But he had no regrets at all.

On the contrary, because I was close to her, sometimes I would run out of bed when I heard her voice. Although I lost my footing and fell to the ground several times, I would always quickly go to the window closest to her and listen to her voice greedily and as if possessed. .

Thinking back to the past two years when he hadn't seen her, he restrained himself not to look for her, not to see her.

He thought that his nonsensical relationship was just a whim, and he soon forgot it.

He thought that he could not like her.

But how did he live these two years?

In the days without her, I think about her basically every day.

Thinking of her cold face, thinking of her youthful and warble-like voice that night, thinking of her...

He felt that he was more lonely than before, like a soul drifting in the world, without a destination.

(End of this chapter)