Chapter 472 It Will Be Okay
Xuan'er seemed motionless, staring at Ning Wuxie with tearful eyes.
"elder brother……"
She was dumbfounded.
Isn't my brother drunk? !
Just when she was about to make a move, Ning Wuxie was one step ahead of her, turned around in her arms, and grabbed her ankle with his right hand.
Just hear a click.
Xuan'er had a pair of pink shackles on her feet. At the same time, she instantly felt that all the spiritual energy in her body was blocked, and she instantly turned into a mortal.
"You want to do reverse training?! Huh?" Ning Wuxie sat on her, stretched out his hand to pinch her face, and said coldly.
Li Luobing on the side was also shocked, Ning Wuxie was pretending to sleep!
What about his nonsense, his blushing, and the fluctuations in consciousness and aura that neither he nor Jiang Ningxuan could detect?
Is this the holy realm? !
And why do those pink shackles look so familiar? They are the same ones that were used to bind me back then!
The moment Ning Wuxie woke up, she understood that things were impossible. At this moment, she just wanted to run away, for fear of bearing Ning Wuxie's anger.
"Ning Wuxie, I..."
"Let's go." Ning Wuxie said without looking at her.
Li Luobing was relieved, took out a piece of clothing from the storage bracelet, wrapped it up, and flew away immediately.
Finally, only Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er were left.
"Brother...listen to my explanation..." Xuan'er looked at Ning Wuxie's face with tears in her eyes and a look of fear.
Ning Wuxie's eyes were too scary.
Feeling angry and disappointed, as well as surprised and sad, he pinched Xuan'er's face and stared into her eyes, as if he wanted to eat her alive.
"How dare you do this."
"What confidence do you have in thinking that I will let another woman take your place!"
"I am this kind of person in your heart, right?"
Xuan'er reached out and hugged Ning Wuxie's right hand, tears streaming down her face.
By now, it's too late to say anything.
Her behavior of pushing Ning Wuxie away definitely hurt him.
To put it bluntly, it just stems from one's own escape from the future.
"I'm sorry..." She closed her eyes and cried louder and louder, gradually turning into a howl, "But I really can't bear it..."
"Please, please don't be like that, do you know how many nightmares I have had, dreaming that you no longer have feelings for me, kicking me away like a stranger! Dreaming that I am not to you Jiang Ningxuan is not Xuan'er, but the immortal Taoist body! "
Ning Wuxie looked at her collapsed face and remained silent. The right hand that pinched Xuan'er's face gradually loosened her hold, and he hugged her into his arms.
Xuan'er's head rested on his shoulder, and her crying gradually became quieter and turned into a slight sob.
"walk home."
Ning Wuxie stood up, hugged Xuan'er and walked towards the house.
Xuan'er slumped against him, looking at Fang Xiaotan with dull eyes.
Xiao Tan, where she and her brother once bathed and splashed in the water, now only had shallow ripples.
The bright moon was reflected in it, swaying gently under the ripples, barely maintaining its complete shape.
Bang, the door closed in front of her.
She closed her eyes and fell asleep.
…
…
When she woke up, she found that even her hands were tied to the bed, unable to move at all.
Ning Wuxie sat beside the bed and looked at him quietly.
"woke up."
"Yeah." Xuan'er didn't struggle and just looked at him quietly.
"hungry?"
"Not hungry."
"I made something, please eat some." Ning Wuxie said, "You have no cultivation now."
Xuan'er was stunned for a moment, "Yeah, I forgot about it."
Ning Wuxie got up and went downstairs to get the cooked porridge. When she returned to the bedroom, Xuan'er still maintained the same posture as when she left, turning her head to look at the door.
Her lower abdomen has become flat again, and she doesn't know when the transformation was erased.
Ning Wuxie sat next to her and did not remove the restraints. He just brought the bowl to her mouth and fed it into her mouth one spoonful at a time.
Xuan'er stared at Ning Wuxie without looking at what was in the bowl. She swallowed it as soon as Ning Wuxie fed it.
Maybe you don’t even know what you are eating.
The two of them just fed each other silently, and the other ate silently, without struggling or crying, in peace and harmony.
The bowl of porridge was about to reach the bottom when Xuan'er suddenly spoke.
"elder brother."
"Um?"
"Let's die together."
The porridge bowl trembled.
After Xuan'er finished speaking, she thought the next spoonful of porridge would be fed in. When she opened her mouth, she saw the porridge bowl and spoon fixed in the air.
Ning Wuxie brought the porridge back, put it on the cabinet aside, and then looked at Xuan'er.
Xuan'er also looked straight at him, with no extra emotion in her eyes.
It was as if she was a child who said something outrageous, but she really believed it.
"Death?" Ning Wuxie said.
Xuan'er nodded.
"you do not believe me?"
"no."
"Then why die? Are we destined to have no good outcome?"
"..."
"Say." Ning Wuxie said calmly.
"It's too difficult..." Xuan'er's eyes slightly shifted.
Ning Wuxie sighed softly and reached out to touch Xuan'er's face.
As soon as the hand touched Xuan'er's cheek, her eyes instantly turned red, and she no longer dared to look at Ning Wuxie.
"Let me ask you a question." Ning Wuxie said.
"If one day I become paralyzed and become a cripple, will you take care of me for the rest of my life?"
Xuan'er was stunned and muttered: "That's different."
"Just tell me if you can."
"meeting."
"Are you sure? I'm lying in bed. I don't know whether I'm hungry or cold. I can't even control my bowel movements. I can't open my eyes and I can't speak. Without you, I can only starve to death. Will you take care of me for the rest of my life?"
"meeting."
"Then why do you not want me when I absorb the power of faith?" Ning Wuxie said softly, with sad eyes.
Xuan'er instantly felt as if she had been poked by something, "I don't want you! I just... just..."
"Then why can't you treat me as a disabled person?"
"He also needs your care."
"Without you by then, the person inside would really be dead... and there would be no hope of recovery."
Xuan'er's eyes suddenly widened and she stared at Ning Wuxie in trance.
Ning Wuxie leaned down and lay sideways on Xuan'er's chest.
"You are right, I must use the power of faith."
"There is no other way to save you."
"When the time comes, you will take care of me, okay."
He said softly, as if coquettishly.
A gentle whimper came from above, gradually turning into a howl.
Ning Wuxie raised her head and lay beside her with her arms, gently wiping away the tears and snot flowing across her face with her hands.
"I know you want to be nice to me."
"But I don't want anyone else's love, and I can't let anyone else take your place."
"You have to come."
"Xuan'er, it's up to you."
"Can you bear this pain for me?"
"Let me beg you..."
Ning Wuxie lay down and hugged Xuan'er, buried his face in her shoulder, and kissed her on the face.
Xuan'er was still crying and didn't look at Ning Wuxie, but she finally weakened and stopped crying.
She was tied to the bed and was lying down. Ning Wuxie was holding her sideways, his left hand was wrapped under her chest, and his left leg was lifted up and placed on her lap, as if she were a pillow.
Her eyes gradually regained consciousness and she blinked sadly.
yes.
Even if I feel sad and scared.
But the feeling when being held by him will never change, it is still so warm and comfortable.
Is this the price of enjoying this warmth forever...
She slowly turned her head away, and Ning Wuxie also raised his head. The two kissed each other, and Ning Wuxie reached out to touch her head.
"Believe me."
"Will be fine."