I buried my face in the blankets, struggling to hold back a cough. Pain twisted through my chest, making my vision blur in waves.
It was an old ailment, something I'd had since birth. It was nothing serious. When it flared up, I felt terribly weak, but if I endured it for a while, it would pass.
“Valley Master.”
My voice sounded hoarse and dry. I slowly sat up, and the blood-red gauze slid from my shoulders, revealing skin as fair and smooth as milk, tinged with pink.
“Ah... mm...” I furrowed my brow slightly and swallowed. My lips were parched, and the pain in my chest grew sharper.
After taking another deep breath, I pushed my fingers farther inside.
Yet just before I lost consciousness, what I saw was the Valley Master of Jingyun Valley, sleeping peacefully, like a sailboat returning to port after a long voyage.
Valley Master, has anyone ever told you that when you're fast asleep, you look like an exhausted child?
Wow, the first one~~ Sir author... Hurry up and update it. Seeing it now, I feel confused and confused. Monk Zhang Er can't even scratch his head. TAT
Porridge, porridge~~~Tons of pits, squat pits
The painting is actually the same person, who is it?
Like, like, come on kkk I was shocked at first sight, in the middle of the night...
Thank you for your support, you guys are so kind to calligraphy like this... I don't have anything to say... I'm so moved...
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If there is love in my life, maybe I have loved him. I like this kind of article
Like As long as it's not a trap