"Don’t keep yourself busy, sit down and chat for a while." Yun Ya said with a smile.
Yun Ya checked Yan Nanfeng’s pulse. This Golden Immortal Pill is indeed miraculous; not only has Yan Nanfeng’s spirit improved significantly, but he’s also able to take dicine and eat als now. You should know that in the past, Yan Nanfeng would even vomit after taking a sip of dicine.
But she also knew that this was just the last flicker before death, like the most brilliant flowers of sumr, once the season passes, what awaits is the fate of withering.
She looked at Yan Nanfeng. Yan Nanfeng’s features were very fine, not like Lu Yuke’s, but rather resembled Yan Nanmo’s. Perhaps he resembled his deceased father. The Yan Family had good looks; Yan Nanfeng inherited this, especially his eyes, which were very clear and gentle, making one feel comfortable just by looking at him. He lacked the deathly dullness typical of the chronically ill; instead, he was always smiling, with a cheerful and sunny smile. It seed that no matter how deep the darkness, it couldn’t prevent his longing for sunlight and freedom...
If it weren’t for the suffering that fate had imposed on him, he would certainly be an outstanding man, cheerful and gentle, full of youthful vigor, with lines of won eager to bear his children circling the Yan Family several tis.
But it could only remain a thought; she felt a faint regret in her heart.
"Yun Ya, please allow to call you that," Yan Nanfeng smiled, "I like foreign countries, but I’ll never have the chance to see them in my lifeti. Hua Hua said you graduated from the University of Washington. Is it a beautiful school? That’s wonderful..." His clear eyes were full of longing.
Yun Ya said with a smile, "The University of Washington is located in the most livable and work-friendly city of the United States—Seattle. It has a spring-like climate year-round, lush green trees, beautiful scenery, and flowers everywhere. In spring, splendid cherry blossoms bloom in every corner of the campus. Walking through the school, you will be surrounded by the fragrance of cherry blossoms—I love to go to the Suzzallo Library and sit in front of the stained glass windows on the second floor reading room. You can see the twilight glow of the sunset, with the sky emitting a pale blue light..."
As Yun Ya’s voice guided the image, a picture seed to unfold before them, and Yan Nanfeng listened intently.
"Wonderful, your life must be very aningful." Yan Nanfeng looked at Yun Ya, "It’s Ah Song’s fortune to have married you."
Yun Ya proudly raised her eyebrows, "Of course."
This childish gesture made both of them laugh.
After chatting with Yan Nanfeng for a while, Yun Ya left because she couldn’t face Yan Nanfeng calmly due to Lu Yuke.
Yan Hua accompanied Yun Ya to the exit. Yun Ya said, "Go back to him, is it tiring? I notice you’ve been looking more worn out lately."
Yan Hua now had dark circles under her eyes, and her spirit wasn’t very good, yet those eyes were always bright.
Yan Hua smiled, "Not at all, I have endless energy right now."
She wouldn’t tell anyone that she often cried under the covers at night, unable to sleep for entire nights. She feared her fifth uncle would disappear the mont she closed her eyes.
Yun Ya sighed; she could see Yan Hua’s mind, but could only lant the tragedy.
Even if Yan Hua weren’t sick, there was absolutely no way the two of them could have a future together.
Yun Ya hugged her and whispered in her ear, "When you can’t hold on any longer, co to . Auntie and Xingxing aren’t here. I’m your support."
These warm words nearly brought her to tears. She looked up at the sky, holding back the tears with all her might, her smile radiant.
"These are your words, rember; you can’t go back on them."
"Mm, I won’t go back on them."
Yun Ya left. Yan Hua stood at the door for a while before turning back inside.
Yan Nanfeng had fallen asleep. Recently, his ti awake was getting shorter and his sleep was getting longer. She was afraid that one day he might never wake up again...
She sat by the bed, looking at him, her eyes greedily glued to his face, fifth uncle...
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In the cold and damp basent, Lu Yuke hung there, half-dead.
The sound of footsteps echoed on the floor, like steps on the heart in the vast basent.
Lu Yuke slightly lifted her eyelids and looked at the approaching girl, whose steps were light and gentle, like the spring breeze turning into rain, brightening and warming the cold basent sowhat.
"Heh... heh heh..." She laughed sinisterly.
Yun Ya slowly walked up to her, her clear eyes reflecting her current state of distress.
"Who would know that the once-powerful and shrewd Lady Yan is now struggling to survive in this place? The most wonderful thing about life is its infinite possibilities."
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