Shen Qinghuan has a sweet baby in his arms and has been raising it for fifteen years.
The day she picked him up, he was curled up in the corner shivering. She knelt down and looked at him for three seconds, then took off her coat and wrapped him in a hug. From then on, he called her sister and she called him Guobao. Everyone in Beicheng knew that no one should touch the person in Shen Qinghuan's arms.
No one saw a golden thread in her palm. The Shen family has guarded the spiritual veins for a thousand years, and she is the guardian. No one even knew that a soul-eating curse had been implanted in his body.
During the attack, he curled up in her arms and convulsed, biting his lip. Later, the old spirit condensed a broken spirit blade and struck at her heart. He rushed over and stood in front of her. When the dark light pierced his chest, he curled his lips and said, "Sister."
Then he closed his eyes.
She sat at the door of the ICU for forty-three hours. He lay there for three years. Every evening at six o'clock she held his hand and sat for a while. In the spring of the third year, he opened his eyes and called "sister".
The blood of the guardian spirit subsided. She stopped guarding the tree. The sweet baby who woke up in her arms was something she had guarded her whole life.
——She can only hold one person in her arms, and this is the only one in her life.
The cold and charming guardian × the sick and sweet baby. Raised in my arms, protected in my life.
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