Chapter 109 Ji Wujing suppressed the strange feeling in her body, picked up the soft dry handkerchief placed on the wooden basin, and wiped away the wet water stains on her.
He looked angrily at Gu Jianli's face covered by a silk handkerchief and asked, "Gu Jianli, did you do this on purpose?"
"No," Gu Jianli cried softly in grievance.
Those wisps of low crying were like a life-chasing charm, chasing Ji Wujing until she could not escape.
He depressedly threw the handkerchief into the water, silently picked up the moon cloth and measured it, and said in a strange tone: "Who said you wanted to teach me how to tie this, but you didn't teach me, but now I'm tying it blindly. " Ji Wujing held several thin straps and measured them blindly, trying to figure out how to tie them.
His hand inevitably touched Gu Jianli, and every time it touched, Gu Jianli couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Gu Jianli cried out.
It's not all because I feel embarrassed, but it's just that the emotions accumulated over the past few days have found an outlet.
The more I cry, the more I feel wronged.
Ji Wujing patted her butt and said, "You have already put on your pants, why are you crying?"
Gu Jianli ignored him and never wanted to talk to him again.
He just wanted to cry as long as he could.
Covering her face with a veil was not enough.
She covered her face with her hands and cried non-stop.
There was a fire in Ji Wujing's body, and she felt extremely irritable.
He wiped his hands, pulled Gu Jianli's hand away, and looked at Gu Jianli's face through the thin silk handkerchief.
The woman's tears seemed to be endless and wet her silk handkerchief.
"Gu Jianli, why are you crying?
Why did you pick me up and wipe me while I was sleeping?"
Gu Jianli covered his ears, not only because he didn't want to look at Ji Wujing, but also because he didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore.
Ji Wujing stared at her for a long time, her pitiful cries filling his ears.
He leaned down and kissed Gu Jianli's lips through the silk handkerchief, absorbing all her cries.
Gu Jianli's crying gradually stopped.
When Ji Wujing stepped away, the silk handkerchief covering Gu Jianli's eyes fell down at some point.
Ji Wujing stared closely at Gu Jianli's eyes that were red and swollen from crying, and asked in a low voice: "I feel so wronged."
Gu Jianli's tears fell from the corners of his eyes and blended into his hair on his temples.
She choked with sobs and said in a small voice: "I'm scared."
"What are you afraid of?"
Ji Wujing wiped away the wet tears on her temples with his fingertips.
"Afraid of death" Gu Jianli told the truth.
"Is death so scary?"
Ji Wujing asked casually.
"Is there anyone in this world who is not afraid of death?"
Gu Jianli asked.
Ji Wujing raised one corner of his mouth and smiled, but said nothing.
He really doesn't understand ordinary people's fear of death.
There is not much difference between life and death to him.
Gu Jianli blinked slowly and said, "It's not just that I'm afraid of death, but I'm even more afraid of the future."
"If you die, you are dead.
There will be no future."
Ji Wujing said.
"Yes."
Gu Jianli said seriously, "After death, people go to the underworld, and there will be reincarnation."
Ji Wujing looked at her serious look.
It turned out that she believed this, but he didn't, but he didn't refute.
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Gu Jianli started to cry again and said aggrievedly: "I'm so afraid of living with those ghosts after I die.
It's so scary and scary.
The ones without legs and sticking out their big tongues."
Gu Jianli has been afraid of ghosts since he was a child.
The more he talks about it, the more he thinks about it.
The more he thinks about it, the more he is afraid.
The more he is afraid, the more he cries.
She couldn't help but hold Ji Wujing's sleeves, looked at him with tears in her eyes, and said, "I, I" He hesitated to speak.
Ji Wujing wiped away her tears with his fingertips and asked: "What?"
Gu Jianli held Ji Wujing's sleeve tightly in her hand, like a desperate drowning person grasping a life-saving straw.
She bit her lip and mustered up the courage to say: "I, I want you to hug me."
Ji Wujing paused in wiping her tears and looked into her eyes in astonishment.
He leaned down and held Gu Jianli in his arms.
He reached under her back with his palms, held her whole body in his arms, patted her gently and coaxed her: "I'm not afraid anymore."
"I'm afraid," Gu Jianli cried, hugging Ji Wujing's waist tightly with all his strength.
Ji Wujing frowned, he closed his eyes, put his chin on Gu Jianli's neck, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay.
At worst, you can wait for uncle for a day, and he will rush over to accompany you through the underworld.
Those ghosts and monsters can't defeat uncle. ” Gu Jianli was stunned for a moment, then said, "You are talking nonsense again."
"Gu Jianli."
There was a hint of tenderness in Ji Wujing's deep voice.
He called her name slowly and forcefully, but said nothing else.
Gu Jianli stared blankly at the curtain on the top of the bed for a long time before he said, "Are you talking nonsense?"
Ji Wujing just chuckled and said in a casual tone: "Believe it or not, love."
Gu Jianli closed his eyes and let tears slide down the corners of his eyes and wipe Ji Wujing's forehead.
She said: "Don't do this, I will be scared."
"What are you afraid of?"
"Afraid of getting lost, afraid that I won't be who I am anymore."
"I don't understand what you said."
Ji Wujing stood up, tidied up briefly, and blew out the lights in the room.
Gu Jianli's eyes followed him until he got on the bed and lay beside him.
Ji Wujing was really tired.
He put his hand on Gu Jianli's body, closed his eyes and fell asleep quickly.
In the darkness, Gu Jianli stared quietly at Ji Wujing's eyebrows.
She wanted to raise her hand to touch his thin cheek, but she didn't have the strength.
After struggling for a while, she couldn't lift her hand and sighed in frustration.
"What do you want to do?"
Ji Wujing asked in a hoarse voice without opening his eyes.
It turns out that he is not asleep yet.
Even when he is asleep, he is very sharp and knows everything.
Gu Jianli pursed his lips and was silent for a long time before he said honestly: "I want to touch your face."
Ji Wujing raised the ends of his eyes slightly and smiled silently.
He found Gu Jianli's hand, held her wrist, put her hand on his face, and said, "Gu Jianli, you finally admit that your uncle's beauty has been something you have admired for a long time."
Gu Jianli was stunned for a moment, then the hand on Ji Wujing's face twisted his face, causing Ji Wujing to chuckle.
When Gu Jianli was about to fall asleep, he suddenly no longer felt afraid.
Whether he was alive or dead, he just let nature take its course.
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After she fell asleep, she had that dream again, dreaming that after death she went to the underworld and there were so many evil ghosts with hideous faces.
Every time she had this dream in the past, she would be frightened and cry both in and out of her dreams.
But this time she didn't cry.
In the dream, she followed Ji Wujing, walking swaggering on the Three Thousand Underworld Road, and all the little devils did not dare to scare her.
So majestic.
A few days later, Gu Jianli's symptoms became more serious, and he was awake less and less throughout the day.
Ji Xia endured tears while brewing the medicine, her hand holding the spoon trembling.
She knew that Gu Jianli definitely missed his family, but she couldn't see them.
Could it be that Gu Jianli couldn't even see his family for the last time before he died?
Thinking of this, Ji Xia felt uncomfortable.
Changsheng came in to get food for the doctors.
He asked: "Is lunch ready?"
"It's done and put in the food box."
Ji Xia hurriedly wiped her tears.
Changsheng picked up the food box and left without turning around.
He hesitated for a while, but finally advised: "Don't worry.
Madam is kind-hearted and good-natured, and everything will be fine.
Isn't Liulang getting better day by day?
Madam must be too.
Can survive.”
Ji Xia knew that Changsheng meant well, so he forced a smile and followed his words: "Yes, Madam must have a good life, and she will be fine.
I was blinded by the heat in the pot, not crying. ” Changsheng didn't reveal it, nodded, turned around and went out.
Chang Sheng was right.
Ever since Gu Jianli contracted smallpox, Ji Xingluo's illness had a good sign.
A terrible disease like smallpox would kill one of every two people who got it.
Among them, children are more likely to die.
But Ji Xingluo miraculously resisted, as if protected by a heavenly dragon.
It is not yet certain that he will be able to escape this disaster, but according to his current situation, there is still hope of getting through this.
Despite this, Ji Xingluo still stayed in the room quietly as he had done a few days ago, unable to go anywhere.
More than ten days have passed since I first contracted smallpox.
Except for that night when he sneaked out and ran to the next door to see if Gu Jianli was dead, he never left the house again.
He is a child after all, not to mention that Ji Xingluo is always a naughty child.
Even though his whole body was itching and painful, he couldn't sit still.
Ji Xingluo sat on the bed and looked at his hands.
His two little hands were still in the sleeves.
He made small fists and bumped them hard again and again, playing.
The condom on his hand could have been taken off long ago, but he refused to take it off.
Stubbornly said: "Whoever puts it on me will take it off for me."
His two little hands hurt from hitting each other, and he lay down with a groan, with the word "big" appearing on his limbs.
Boring.
When Ji Wujing was seriously ill, he ran between two rooms, breaking the time in half.
But as Ji Xingluo's condition got better and Gu Jianli's condition became serious, Ji Wujing stopped going to Ji Xingluo's room.
He only came here three times a day and watched Ji Xing leave after eating.
Ji Xingluo turned over and lay on the bed, groaning.
He missed the days when his father sat by the bedside and stayed with him.
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Although the pain was so painful that he almost died, it was also a rare time in his memory when his father accompanied him.
"Brother, brother," Ji Xinglan's milky voice came from the back window.
Ji Xingluo sat up suddenly and said loudly: "Don't come in."
"I'm not going in."
Ji Xinglan climbed onto a big rock outside the back window of Ji Xing's room.
She dangled her short legs and said, "Brother, Lanlan will not go in.
Lanlan is here to talk to her brother."
Ji Xinglu frowned.
He jumped off the bed, dragged a chair in front of the window, climbed on the chair, opened the back window, and looked out.
Ji Xinglan bent her eyes and smiled sweetly.
She opened a book on her lap and said sweetly: "Mama Lin teaches me memorization every day.
She teaches me a lot.
Brother, don't be afraid of missing class.
I will teach you."
She really started to teach Ji Xing to recite poems sentence by sentence.
She thought she could memorize it, but she forgot the words after memorizing two sentences.
She scratched her head in embarrassment and plucked the pages of the book with her little hands to find the poem to be memorized.
Ji Xinglan was not very good at her homework.
She often taught her brother a few words and then forgot them.
Ji Xinglu sighed, thinking that his silly sister could just throw the book to him, but his sister's voice was nice and he liked to hear it. gd1806102: