"Master Yan, we...we..." Li Li stood up and said, "What she said is so hateful, brothers can't help it..."

Yan Zhan frowned slightly: "What did she say?"

Li Li looked at the pale Yan Zhan, and suddenly realized something. He tried to hold back what he wanted to say. He clenched his fist and said, "She didn't say anything."

"Huh?" Yan Zhan obviously didn't believe it and coughed, "Tell me."

Li Li hesitated for a moment and said, "She said she was very worried about Mr. Yan."

"Oh? Really?" A thin ice-like light appeared in Yan Zhan's eyes, like transparent glass, broken into pieces, sparkling in a pool, "What on earth did you say?"

At this moment, his voice deepened intentionally or unintentionally, and it seemed to be a bit intimidating.

"Li Li, what's wrong with you? Why did you lie? She clearly said that she didn't ask Master Yan. We, Master Yan, brought everything upon ourselves. She..."

Suddenly, a person behind Li Li asked in confusion.

Before he could finish speaking, Li Li immediately covered the man's mouth and whispered: "You idiot, don't you know that Mr. Yan is weak now and can't stand the stimulation?"

Sure enough, Yan Zhan's originally pale face became even whiter, without even a trace of blood left.

He turned his gaze hesitantly and looked at Xin Yue who was lying on the ground.

At this time, Xin Yue was struggling to get up from the ground. Her body, which had never recovered, was now covered with blood from being beaten. There was blood flowing from the corner of her mouth on her thin chin, but her eyes were bright. There were a few tears on the eyelashes, and the big eyes were clear in black and white, looking so clear and innocent.

She was in pain all over, couldn't get up, and was very tired. She didn't want to get up, so she just sat on the ground holding her knees, as if she was cold, but her eyes were slightly raised and flashing.

"Yan Zhan, I..." She moved her lips, reached out to wipe away a trace of blood from the corner of her mouth, and licked her dry lips. After all, she couldn't say a word to explain.

Yan Zhan was ill, his jade-like face stained with fatigue, and he raised his eyes lazily: "What do you want to say?"

"I...I don't...I'm not..." She didn't know why, but she, who was usually very articulate, stuttered when she explained to others. She didn't want to say anything or fight for anything.

However, she knew that if she didn't explain a word, it would hurt Yan Zhan's heart.

I don't know why, but she, who has always been indifferent, now knows so well what it feels like to sacrifice for others only to receive that person's cold shoulder. She is not an empathetic woman, but at this moment, she feels so sympathetically.

She mustered up the courage to explain something: "I didn't mean that. Please listen to my explanation. I..."

"Okay, no need to say anything." Yan Zhan raised his eyes tiredly, as if he was very careless.

"Listen to me..."

"Yeah, I know, stop talking." Yan Zhan coughed, still speaking in a calm tone.

Xin Yue's back stiffened, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, with a hint of bitterness.

She knew that because she was not good at expressing, many things worth cherishing just slipped through her palms, lost between her fingers, and were missed so simply and cleanly.

If you don't open your heart, no one will understand you. And no one will always be so patiently waiting for you to speak.

"I don't know your personality yet," Yan Zhan coughed and frowned, then calmed down and continued, "You speak fiercely and make people angry, but you are actually stupid on the inside." Yan Zhan didn't know why, but looked at it. Xin Yue looked a little embarrassed, suddenly feeling a little funny and a little distressed.

The dim light shone on him, making his whole body look unrealistically beautiful.

Yan Zhan's words entered Xin Yue's ears verbatim. The warm words were like rain dripping from the eaves, ticking, ticking, echoing in her world, like fairy music, lingering around.

Absolutely.

This feeling of tacit understanding is so good.

It feels so good to not have to bother explaining.

It's great that someone understands.

The world suddenly changed from the dark depths to the bright and shining shore, with colorful purples and reds, and flourishing flowers and plants. A long-lost, simple happiness swept her over in an instant, as warm as sunshine.

The thick and long eyelashes suddenly trembled, and the water droplets gathered on the eyelashes suddenly fell down and slid across Xin Yue's delicate and thin face. Xin Yue seemed to have the strength to hold his breath and stand up hard.

He staggered slightly past everyone and walked to Yan Zhan's bed.

She had a pointed and small face, her head lowered, her thick and beautiful eyelashes casting shadows on her jade-like face, and a slightly red and swollen little hand, so quietly covering Yan Zhan's hand, like a

Like a child, he gently raised the corners of his mouth:

"Thank you, Yan Zhan."

Yan Zhan was startled, and looked at her clear and innocent eyes, his eyes fixed.

Then he smiled slightly, his lips were slightly hooked, and his teeth were white.

There is the fragrance of plum blossoms in the air.

The place where the mountain doctor is located is a secluded valley with beautiful mountains and outstanding grace. Cheng Yuan said that this is the center of an unknown island. There are also many mechanisms to prevent external invasion. It is very hidden.

It's hard to be discovered.

The reason why I didn't come here before but came now is because the owner of the mountain, the mountain doctor, said that he would only provide help once and ignore it after that. Because Yan Zhan was seriously injured and his life was hanging by a thread, Cheng Yuan decided to come here to ask for help.

Doctor, I don't think Yan Zhan would blame him for wasting the opportunity.

It has been three days since the day Xin Yue was beaten. At this moment, plum blossoms are blooming in the valley, amidst the snow-white, filling the branches. There are various varieties of plum blossoms here, including pink and white. From a distance, they look like apricot blossoms.

The shadows are slanting and swaying, accompanied by the falling snowflakes, flying all over the sky, which is so beautiful.

A girl in white fur stood under a plum tree. Her face was as white as porcelain. When she raised her head slightly, some bruises were revealed on her beautiful ivory-white neck.

When the petals all over the sky are flying in the wind, you have the illusion of being in a cherry blossom forest, and the fragrance is somewhat beautiful and wanton.

The girl stretched out her hand and pressed it on the trunk of a plum tree.

Next to her eyes, there was a tiny mole of tears, like a fallen plum blossom petal falling on the flawless white ground, a bit of enchanting beauty.

Xin Yue was dressed in white, with a face like jade and skin like snow. She stood under the leafy trees, the wind gently ruffling her green hair.

The hand pressed against the tree was covered with a pale red petal.

Xin Yue twisted the petals, and there seemed to be a beautiful rouge blooming between her transparent and clean nails. She looked at the petals and smiled slightly.

In my memory, my mother loved plum blossoms the most.

I thought that a woman as elegant and noble as my mother would love roses, phalaenopsis and other flowers, but I didn't expect that plum blossoms would be such a high-profile one.
Chapter completed!