C241 Infatuation
When Moore heard his words, he somehow couldn't control his emotions. Thinking about his previous attack, the others were fine, and Yin Lan should be fine as well.
"Don't worry, she is fine."
"Is she here?" Vince heard Yin Lan was fine and wanted to get up, but his limbs were sore and weak.
"Don't move." Moore saw how excited Vince was and explained, "She was not with us. She was taken away."
"Who?" Vince asked. When Vince heard that Yin Lan was no longer by his side, he did not know what to do. It was as if she had disappeared for the rest of her life.
Moore did not know who had taken her away. In desperation, he made up a story, "Ning Ou."
"Him!" Vince heard Ning Ou and laughed, "It really is him!"
"Vince." Moore saw that Vince's eyes were dim again. He comforted Vince, "Take good care of yourself now. Don't think about anything else. No matter what you want to do, you have to wait until your health is better."
Vince was no fool. He could feel his own body. This time, his weakness seemed to be even more ferocious than before. He lowered his gaze and asked in an extremely soft voice, "Uncle, how long can I live?"
Moore was stabbed in the heart by his words. He was instantly stunned.
When Vince saw Moore's shock, his face immediately turned white. "Can I still live for a few more months?"
"Vince, don't get excited." Moore saw that Vince was starting to get anxious. He reached out and held him down. "The doctor said that as long as you rest quietly, you can live for a long time."
"That's another thing," Vince said. Vince turned his face away. He could not bear to look at Moore's helpless face again.
"Vince, don't lose your confidence. No matter what, uncle will always be with you."
"Uncle, I'm tired. Let me rest alone for a while."
"Okay." Moore calmed down when he saw Vince didn't lose his temper. He was afraid that Vince would be annoyed and did not say anything else. He quietly left.
When the door closed again, Vince turned his face to the window. It was already dyed black by the night sky.
Yin Lan, now that you have returned to Ning Ou's side, will you still remember me?
Immediately after, a tear silently slid down from the corner of his eyes.
Halfway through the night, the unconscious Yin Lan suddenly woke up. When the dim yellow lamp above her head entered her eyes, she subconsciously looked at her surroundings. It was a familiar arrangement. The familiar curtains and the familiar smell. This was the warmth that she could not find no matter how hard she tried.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with you?" Ning Ou was woken up by her twitching movements. He opened his eyes and saw Yin Lan staring at the surroundings silently. He immediately stood up and asked softly.
He heard her muttering in a low voice. She turned her head to the side. She met Ning Ou's pair of deep eyes. The dim light illuminated every inch of it. It was like the stars that filled the sky on the beach that night. It was breathtaking.
"Ning Ou."
She took the initiative to put her arm around Ning Ou's neck. She hugged him tightly and pressed him close to the warmth.
Ning Ou was originally in a daze, but when Yin Lan approached him on her own initiative, he instantly woke up. A warm look appeared in his eyes. He reached out his hand and hugged her back. His soft body was a little thinner than before. It was small and small when hugged, as if it would shatter with a squeeze.
But this warmth made him intoxicated.
"Lan."
The two of them tightly hugged each other. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. The warm lights welcomed the figures of the two of them, folding out a segment of eternity.
In order to not let Yin Lan get cold, Ning Ou crawled into the blanket. He held her in his arms and covered her with the blanket at the same time. This kind of peace and warmth made the two of them taste happiness.
"Turn off the lights. Let's see if there are stars outside." Yin Lan was lying in Ning Ou's arms, the corner of her mouth curved.
"Okay." Ning Ou turned off the lights.
At first, it was dark in front of him. Soon, his eyes adapted to the darkness. The dim light broke through the night sky and quietly flowed down. It reflected a layer of faint light on the transparent glass. Outside the window, the night sky was deep and the moonlight was dim. The stars seemed to be observers, blinking as they looked at the night scene around them. They were lively and playful.
"The stars are so beautiful." Yin Lan sighed. This was the second time she looked at the stars. She actually felt that it was even more beautiful than the last time.
"They are beautiful, but not the most beautiful." Ning Ou hugged her and answered with a smile.
"When is it the most beautiful?" Yin Lan was curious.
Ning Ou tightened his grip and tilted his head to kiss Yin Lan on the side of her face. He said tenderly, "You are the most beautiful."
Yin Lan could not help laughing when she heard that and teased, "You have said this to a few women."
"Not much, but it just happens to be the same."
"When did you say that? Why don't I remember?" Yin Lan tried hard to recall but did not recall this memory.
"I have said it many times in my heart. Didn't you hear it?" Ning Ou asked back.
Yin Lan heard it and pulled Ning Ou's hand to her heart. She said in a low voice. "Can you feel what it is saying?"
Ning Ou raised his eyebrows and looked at Yin Lan in surprise. Then, he held her heart with one hand and supported her face with the other. He lowered his eyebrows and pressed them to her face.
Yin Lan sensed what was going to happen next and closed her eyes gently. The next moment, a wave of warmth pressed against her lips. She tossed and turned, feeling deep affection.
Between their lips and teeth, she heard Ning Ou say in a low voice, "This way, I will be clear."
Yin Lan smiled softly. Her chest trembled. She reached out and pushed Ning Ou's face away. She opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but suddenly, a surge of anger broke out, causing her to suddenly cough again.
Ning Ou saw her suddenly cough and his expression changed. He immediately let go of her and let her lean into his arms. He reached out to help her breathe.
Yin Lan coughed a few times and stopped. She put her hand on her chest with a face full of doubt.
"What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable again?" Ning Ou was worried that she would vomit blood again, and panic appeared in his eyes.
Yin Lan propped herself up and looked at Ning Ou, "You gave me the antidote, didn't you?"
Ning Ou's panic instantly turned into surprise, "How did you feel it?"
"I cough and my chest doesn't hurt anymore. I used to breathe so hard that it hurt."
Ning Ou reached out and put Yin Lan back into his arms. He was relieved. "Do you feel much better?"
"Yes," Yin Lan said. "I feel much better now. Then I'll take the antidote. Is it cured?" Yin Lan leaned against Ning Ou and could not help but look forward to the future of the two of them.
Ning Ou's eyes gradually became deep where she could not see. He avoided answering lightly, "You should be much better in this period of time."
"Really good." Yin Lan closed her eyes again and breathed in Ning Ou's air. "It's good to have you. It's also good to be alive."
Ning Ou subconsciously held her tightly in his arms and nodded lightly. His lips were pressed tightly to her hair, leaving a deep and passionate kiss.
The night was deep and the starlight was enchanting. The gentle lines crossed the heaven and earth and turned into a soft tune that resounded in the heart.
The next morning, the sunlight came in from the outside with a hundred thousand feet of light, filling the entire room with a sparkling radiance.
Yin Lan, who was bathed in the warmth, opened her eyes gently. Ning Ou's figure was no longer beside her. She picked up the robe on the blanket and walked out of the room with it draped over her shoulders. She went to the bathroom to wash up as if she was familiar with the way. But when she looked at the person in the mirror, she could not help being stunned for a moment. The last time in the mirror, she was still well-proportioned and healthy, but this time, she was pale and haggard.
The clavicle that was just right in the past gently protruded, but this time, it was as if she had been ruthlessly beaten up and caved in. Even her neck became slender, as if it would break with a pinch.
She took a deep breath. This kind of self made her somewhat at a loss.1
After washing up, she wiped her face and sized up the room again. She had never thought that this room was anything good before, but this time, she felt that every corner of this room had a unique meaning, making her want to protect it.
After she walked out of the room, Ning Ou walked in with a tray in his hand. She was shocked when she saw all kinds of exquisite breakfast on the tray he was carrying. Then she ran out, "Are you going to prepare breakfast so early?"
Ning Ou freed one of his hands and closed the door. When he saw Yin Lan running over to take the tray, he carefully turned to the side. His eyes were bright and the corner of his mouth was overflowing with a smile. "Don't move. I'll do it."
Yin Lan also smiled and followed him to the dining table. The tray was placed on the table and the things inside were taken out one by one. There were sandwiches, milk, love lotus eggs, oatmeal, pork chops, bread slices, and so on. It was very rich and looked very appetizing.
"I don't know what you like to eat, so I prepared a little of every dish. Try it." Ning Ou pulled up a stool and sat opposite her. He arranged the breakfast carefully so that she could take it.
Yin Lan's eyes fell on the bread slices and paused slightly. She had eaten with Vince like this before, but the feeling was different. She looked at Ning Ou gently. The smile on her face could not be stopped.
Ning Ou looked at her with a smile that was as bright as the sun. No matter how one looked at it, it was as bright as the sun. Seeing her pick a sandwich and eat it, he could not help but ask, "How is it? Is the taste okay?"
Yin Lan felt that what she ate was not food. Hence, she smiled very happily.
"It's very delicious."
Ning Ou's smile widened when he heard Yin Lan's words. Then he started to eat as well.
It was a quiet morning and the sunlight was abundant. The two of them sat opposite each other and ate a delicious breakfast. When they looked up, they could see the person who had imprinted his feelings in their hearts. They looked at each other and had an indirect pleasure that went without saying.
This was such a beautiful thing.
After the meal, Ning Ou thought that Yin Lan's body had not recovered yet, so he asked her to lie back on the bed.
Although Yin Lan had eaten the antidote, she was only half of it. She could not completely remove the poison in her body. When Ning Ou ordered someone to clean up the things on the table, she immediately felt her stomach churn when she entered the room. Her expression changed and she immediately ran into the bathroom. She quickly closed the door and threw up.
After searching her stomach and vomiting, she felt that the weight on her body had lessened a little.
"Lan, are you okay?" Ning Ou stood outside the door and vaguely heard the sound inside. He was worried that the poison was causing trouble again, so he knocked on the door worriedly.
Yin Lan used water to wash her face. She cleared the sound and replied, "I'm fine."
After saying that, she wiped her face and opened the door.
Ning Ou stared at her for a while but did not see any flaws. Only then did he feel relieved.
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