Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

But after that, Feng Xi's attitude was almost the same as usual, and she couldn't help but suspect that the stagnation just now was just an illusion.

After Shen Mo drank the porridge, she felt drowsy again, her mind was muddled, she got up and was going to go to sleep after walking, but was hugged by Feng Xi from behind.

"Seal?"

"You lied to me again."

Song Le blinked and opened her lips: "I..."

"I obviously didn't add sugar." He seemed to be crying but not crying.

Song Le shut up suddenly, annoyed why he had to talk too much just now.

"Master, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that one day you will fall asleep and never wake up to see me..." He choked up in panic.

Song Le was powerless, unable to speak comfortingly, unable to make a promise, could only slightly lean his head against his ear to show his company, and listened silently to his venting.

The winter wind outside the window has arrived, and it is blowing bitterly, as if the years have stood still at this moment.

I don't know what happened afterwards, Song Le finally fell into a drowsy sleep again.

If so, a few days passed.

Song Le suddenly asked about Feng Xi's day. Feng Xi, who was looking for famous herbs and tonics, was in a state of desperation. After telling her the truth, he asked more casually: "What do you suddenly ask about the day?"

Song Le choked, and said vaguely: "I'm living in such a muddle now, I want to count the days and live more clearly."

Hearing this, Feng Xi bit his lip.

Not long after this little episode, Feng Xi went to find a lot of strange and good tonics, Song Le knew that he couldn't hold him back, so he could only cooperate and take them all.

I don't know whether it was Feng Xi who comforted her or what, but he always heard that Master's complexion has improved a lot recently, and he asked if he was in better spirits.

Song Le couldn't bear it, and answered one by one in a good direction.

Today, the first snow fell.

Feng Xi went out, and I heard that there is another elixir that can repair the primordial spirit, Song Le saw him looking for it again and again like a moth to the flame, disappointed, unable to stop it, after waking up, a little lost.

But thinking about what day it is today, she raised her lips in relief.

All the way to the door, she took out the jade stone and the file that had been hidden under the hidden vase. She groped and sat down at the table to start carving. Today, it is almost done.

Carve for a while, sleep for a while, Song Le finally finished before dark, the darkness in front of him got darker, but Feng Xi still didn't come back, Song Le pressed his forehead that had been swollen and dizzy not long ago, and it was difficult light, sit and rest for a while.

Dizzy and sleepy for a while, she managed to open her eyes, leaned on the table, and came to the desk in the outer hall. She finally got the pen and paper, but she wrote a few words crookedly and didn't know if she had finished it or not. .

A lot of balls of paper quickly piled up at the foot of the table. Song Le stood by the table, feeling dizzy and dizzy. One is ready.

When she finished writing, she almost fell down, and she didn't care about tidying up those things. She staggered and leaned against the wall to the side of the bed, her breath was short of breath, and she lay down after calming down for a long time, letting herself fall into a drowsy sleep...

Consciousness is like floating in the clouds, and the feet are empty. Song Le doesn't know how long he has been floating, until he is bored by the snow-white emptiness, and then slowly opens his eyes, but what meets his eyes is no longer darkness.

The white ceiling, the breath of modernity rushing towards the face, Song Le was stunned.

And the familiar yet unfamiliar immature voice surprised her even more: "Host, you're awake!"

This, is this space?

How did she come back?