A Guide to Rehabilitation of Broken Love in the Cultivation World

Chapter 40
I picked up the pen several times, but after a moment of hesitation, I put it down again.

Reason tells me I shouldn't listen to a pocket book author's nonsense.

And I'm not even sure whether he can be regarded as a pocket book author, because most pocket book authors are at least diligently working for the benefit of readers.

Perhaps the bad behavior of the Montenegrin old demon should be classified as fraud.

Now that I have included him in the ranks of liars, of course you can't believe a word of liars.

But on the other hand, I have to admit that he has successfully hit my nail.

I have another five full months to stay in this valley.

In these five months, no matter what means I use, it should be difficult to find a second person who is willing to listen to my thoughts.

I don’t want to talk about my heart and mind, but my sleep problem is a very serious trouble for me. I have been suffering from insomnia on and off for nearly a month.

This made me feel depressed, and I even lost a lot of hair, and I would have some hallucinations from time to time.

I'm not sure how much longer I can hold on if I just let it go.

Besides, even if it's useless to confide, I did have the idea to sort out the past between me and Susu carefully.

There is no way, it doesn't matter whether I am not up to date or I am full, I still want to find out the real reason why she left me.

Even if it's too late, it doesn't make any sense.

But I still can't let it go, maybe someone who has nothing to do with us can see the crimes I committed more clearly from the perspective of a bystander and correct them.

So after repeated repetitions, I still held the brush in my hand and wrote from the first time Susu and I met, until I confessed my love to her after practicing sword with her.

Seeing that there was no more blank space on the letter paper, he stopped writing.

Afterwards, I folded the letter paper into a paper crane and let it fly to the station in the sea of ​​clouds.

And I also moved my wrist, got up and went to hoe the newly grown weeds around the ancestral hall.

As a result, only two days later, I received a second letter from the Montenegro old demon.

It can be seen that he really cares about my affairs, not only replied quickly, but also seriously asked some small details in my last letter.

It’s just that he still didn’t give me too many useful suggestions. He only said that if I continue to write, he will also observe and observe.

But just in time for the night before, I stayed up all night again. I woke up this morning in a very bad state of mind. I didn’t want to do anything, I didn’t have an appetite to eat, and naturally I wasn’t in the mood to write letters. I just stayed in the hut all day.

At night, I kicked off the quilt because I was so stuffy and uncomfortable to breathe.

So the next morning, I felt my forehead was a little hot. I knew it was probably due to the wind and cold, and I lay on the bed until the sun was about to set. Then I got up from the discomfort and dragged my limp body to the kitchen. He boiled a bowl of white rice porridge in the pot and drank it with pickles.

After that, he stuffed some medicine indiscriminately, didn't wash the dishes, staggered back to the bed again, and fell asleep with his head covered.

And this sleep I actually slept for two days.

After opening my eyes, my body temperature has already dropped, and perhaps because I rarely get enough sleep once, my spirit and complexion are also better, but my body is even weaker after being hungry for a long time.

I ran straight into the kitchen, first ate Zhang Hu biscuits to fill my stomach, then cooked two more dishes, steamed rice, and felt alive again after eating.

Then I went to change the water and food for the rice thief.

It has been more than half a month since I picked her up, and she still hasn't had a drop of water. She has lost a lot of weight, and her tail is covered with large and large bald spots.

In fact, I also know that she probably won't be able to survive like this, and it doesn't matter whether she feeds her or not.

But maybe it's because she hasn't swallowed her last breath yet, and I haven't been able to make up my mind to bury her.

Anyway, it's not a big deal to change her food. Every time I eat, I just save a little bit for her.

I have almost formed a habit, and I am too lazy to change it.

After tidying up the ancestral hall briefly, I returned to my hut after changing the offerings on the table for the elders of Qing Yunzong.

It was also at this time that I noticed the paper cranes in front of the window sill, and there was more than one.

I took apart the first paper crane, and the familiar handwriting immediately caught my eyes, but it was the old demon from Montenegro who shared with me his two new Wing Chun poems, and then pretended to invite me to taste them .

However, his actions were obviously out of ulterior motives. At the end, he began to insinuate and ask me why the story of Susu and I didn't continue.

I threw down the letter and opened the second paper crane. This time he told me boldly that he was greatly inspired after reading my last letter. After clearing up my crux, as long as I can provide more clues, I can finally diagnose and quickly sort out a set of effective treatment plans.

While I was looking at the content on this paper crane, another paper crane flew in from outside the window.

This time, the Montenegrin old demon didn't play any tricks on the sidelines, and asked me directly if there was something wrong with me, why I didn't reply to his letter, and tried to persuade me not to commit suicide.

Life is still beautiful, setbacks are temporary, no matter how long the night is, there will be light eventually.

Seeing his anxious letter, I also felt a strange feeling in my heart.

It's like when I met the little guard brother when I went to Yuanye, he gave me the sword Qingyun he used before.

These cares from strangers always have a kind of power that can warm people's hearts.

I thought about it, and picked up the pen again.

　Ha, it's late again today.Goodnight everybody

　　
　
(End of this chapter)