Vengeful Angel：Looper's lover

"Where are you going?" Lin Minjia grabs Wu Qingluo's hand. It feels like an electric shock. In fact, Wu Qingluo has long been used to the feeling of being held by Lin Minjia. But at this moment, it's a different heartbeat. It seems that everything is brand new. It's a beginning and a different experience. I don't know how it feels, but it's different.

"Lin Minjia, I'll get the medicine for you. I won't leave. You can rest assured."

With that, Wu Qingluo broke off Lin Minjia's hand, looked at him with a smile, and turned to leave the room.

The smile just now just wanted to reassure Lin Minjia, but Wu Qingluo's face was full of sadness when she came out of the room. She knew that Lin Minjia was attracted to herself. It was a disorder of time and space. She always wanted to leave. She could not have feelings with Lin Minjia now. Everything was wrong. She should exist in the world like air, Quietly do not disturb, do not touch, silent.

Looking at Lin Minjia, the only constant is the light sadness between his eyebrows, which seems to have met before. Wu Qingluo didn't know whether it was the reincarnation of the previous life or the feelings of a century. Lin Minjia is just like the image in my dream, the fairy in my dream; Lin Minjia, like the melancholy music in Wu Qingluo's heart, is sentimental and emotional. Wu Qingluo wanted to pick up the brush in his hand. He shuddered his reverie and painted Lin Minjia's beautiful scenery and Chinese New Year. The dark fragrance of the brush was unforgettable.

Could it be Providence? It seems that the melodious sound of Qin is still lingering in Wu Qingluo's ears, never far away. Now, is he still sketching the elegant blue and white under the orange lattice window, waiting for himself to come from the dark depth?

Wu Qingluo didn't know whether to suppress such feelings, whether to change his feelings because of the relationship between time and space, to deceive himself and others, to deceive his heart and feelings.

Wu Qingluo stood on the whirling stairs and was immersed in his memories again. He suddenly woke up and thought of going to get the medicine.

I've been rummaging through the cupboard for a long time, but I can't find any antipyretic. Wu Qingluo is very anxious. If Lin Minjia doesn't get rid of the fever, it's over. How can I find antipyretic at night in the wilderness. Wu Qingluo didn't know what else to do.

Looking at Lin Minjia suffering from a high fever, Wu Qingluo's heart was convulsed. Wu Qingluo helped Lin Minjia pour hot water, put a cool towel on her forehead, and went out directly.

By this time, it was getting dark, and a bright moon was hanging in the sky. If she was in a good mood, she would feel beautiful looking at the moon. But at this moment, Wu Qingluo was in no mood. In her heart, only Lin Minjia, who was feverish, was in a state of anxiety. She walked along the road, thinking that she had to hurry up, It's like running from the mountain village to the city. The trees on both sides regress quickly, as if they are searching in the mountains. They just want to be faster and faster, so that Lin Minjia can get rid of her fever quickly.

Finally, Wu Qingluo saw a drugstore, went in and asked for some antipyretic and anti-inflammatory drugs. Then she went back the same way and continued to run all the way. In her opinion, she seemed to be competing in the triathlon, sprinting for the gold medal.

It's dark on the way back, and the street lights are on. But the dim street lights are not enough to resist the dark night. Everything seems to be immersed in ink, like the feeling of Chinese. But Wu Qingluo is not afraid of such a night road. In her heart, only Lin Minjia is sick, and only Lin Minjia is her heart knot, Her heart seems to have been completely open, she felt that if you want to like a person, you should not consider so much, since you have considered so much, it shows that this is not love, but some shadows.

Yes, it's shadow, so to speak.

But in any case, he must take good care of his future boyfriend and make sure that they can meet normally. This is Wu Qingluo's task and urgent task. Along the way, Wu Qingluo thought a lot, as if he had been enlightened at once. He felt that he must treat him with an ordinary mind, Maybe we can face Lin Minjia without the attitude of a teacher, but at least we must treat Lin Minjia as a friend, an ordinary friend.

Finally, nothing went wrong along the way. Wu Qingluo went back to Lin Minjia's villa safely.

When Wu Qingluo returns to the room, Lin Minjia is already asleep. She pattes Lin Minjia gently on the shoulder and wants to ask him to take medicine. After all, the high fever is very worrying.

Touch Lin Minjia's forehead, still so hot, it seems that there is no sign of improvement. I don't know what caused it. No one can make it clear. Such a sudden situation is not clear at all.

Lin Minjia seems to feel Wu Qingluo's clapping, slightly opened his eyes, this tired face, people feel that he has no strength.

"Are you awake?" Wu Qingluo asked softly.

"Yes."

Lin Minjia has no strength to go back. The high fever has drained all of Lin Minjia's strength, as if the whole person had been pulled away. The lips have been dry and white, such a state and appearance, really let Wu Qingluo very uneasy.

"Really don't go to the hospital?" Wu Qingluo's eyes are worried. She doesn't understand why Lin Minjia refuses to go to the hospital.

"No

Lin Minjia is still the attitude just now, as if he has not wavered at all, and nothing will change.

"Then get up and take the medicine. It's for fever."

With that, Wu Qingluo handed the cup and tablet. After all, you can rest assured after taking antipyretic drugs, otherwise, the high fever will not go away.

Lin Minjia didn't speak any more because he really had no strength to speak. He took the pill directly and swallowed it slowly. And then directly lay down, in the quilt, as if there is no strength.

Wu Qingluo felt that although Lin Minjia was burning, she was actually chilly. After all, Wu Qingluo had experienced the feeling of fever. How could she not understand the uncomfortable feeling? The feeling of pulling away her soul was like the whole body was swallowed up, It seems that the illusion of whirling can knock down all one's willpower. That is a person's weakest time, as if there is a kind of illusion that life is not like death.

Lying down, Lin Minjia soon fell asleep again. Wu Qingluo really couldn't tell whether Lin Minjia had fallen asleep or fainted.

Wu Qing dropped the plastic bag gently and took out the ice bag he had just bought in the pharmacy. After all, the towel had been changed very inconveniently, or the ice bag was awesome. Thoughtful Wu Qingluo thought of the advantages of the ice bag and bought it by the way.

Looking at Lin Minjia's red face, her heart was broken. It turned out that Lin Minjia was like this. She didn't think that even if she was a rich disciple, her life might not be perfect.

The most important thing is always a home. No matter how rich this person is, if his family is not with him, he is always lonely. Looking at the empty villa and the huge space, what he shows is not a luxury feeling. Placed in this space, only the smell of money, the smell of copper, people feel how indifferent this world is.

People are in need of care, warm and cold, is always the most precious thing. Wu Qingluo knows that no matter how rich Lin Minjia is, his life without family affection is not perfect after all. In fact, Wu Qingluo has always understood the relationship between Lin Minjia and his family. This is what she can learn from their later encounter. Originally, Wu Qingluo really can't understand the indifference between his family members, But now I understand.