After I traveled through the book, I spoiled the anorexic prince

Liu Bai used his only memory to comfort the crying little girl. In his memory, there was a gentle woman who blew on his wound and spoke softly, and the pain went away.

Gu Qinghe listened to Liubai's gentle words, and her heart was filled with bitterness. The places that were blown by the wind were dry and cold. She called him softly, "Liubai."

"Yeah." He raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and replied softly: "Leave it blank."

always there.

As long as you still need me.

I will be there, always.

forever.

Gu Qinghe asked softly: "Liubai, do you still remember my name?"

Liu Bai blinked and nodded: "'The ancient clouds and things on the ground still exist, and the rice and millet are thriving on the stage', you are Qinghe, Gu Qinghe."

This is Qinghe, whom I have wanted to know countless times.

Gu Qinghe.

"Is Qinghe trying to tell me the meaning of 'The ancient clouds and things on the earth still exist, and the crops and millet on the platform are flourishing'?"

Liu Bai's eyes were filled with joy and he asked her gently.

"No." Gu Qinghe shook her head. Seeing his bright eyes dimmed in an instant, she smiled and said softly, "I'll tell you when you recover your memory. Remember to ask me, okay?"

Can you remember me this time?

Please don't let me get lost in this maze, okay?

"Yes!" Hearing this, Liu Bai's eyes were clear and he nodded repeatedly: "I will, I will, Qinghe."

"Call me 'Qingqing', leave some space."

It has been so long since anyone called me by my nickname that I almost forgot it.

Leave a message, can you please call me?

Liu Bai didn't quite understand the complex emotions in her eyes, he only knew that she was sad, and he didn't want her to be sad: "Okay."

"Qingqing."

"Qingqing..."

"Qingqing!"

Liu Bai looked at the little girl whose eyes brightened up when he called her, and his heart leaped with joy.

Qingqing, my heart is beating wildly again. Am I sick again?

Liu Bai covered his chest with his hands, his eyes full of confusion. Occasionally he would wake up for a moment and look at the little girl beside him with surprise and doubt. In just a moment, he disappeared into the endless night.

The tears in Gu Qinghe's eyes sparkled under the moonlight. When Liu Bai called her, she responded softly.

Her name is Gu Qinghe.

It is Gu Qinghe who wrote "The ancient clouds and things on the earth still exist, and the millet and wheat on the platform are thriving."

It is not the Qinghe with lotus leaves and flowers embroidered on the luxurious brocade.

Nickname: Qingqing.

It is the loving and intimate Qingqing, it is the Qingqing who was called three times with joy and excitement.

It’s not the crooked little character “Qingqing”.

She will just be her, just like blank space is just blank space.

Gu Qinghe stood up and stood on the wall, slowly reaching out his hand to hug Ye Feng: "Liu Bai, I want to take you to the town to find medicine for the wound tomorrow, do you want to go?"

Liu Bai stood up and stretched out his hands to her side, repeating "be careful" in his mouth. His lowered eyes were full of the girl's willful and bright figure: "I want to go wherever you go!"

Don't leave me home alone this time.

Gu Qinghe smiled: "Okay!"

……

It was already late at night when the two returned to their room to sleep.

After Gu Qinghe fell asleep on the bed, a transparent spirit with a ball of white light emerged. It lay on her chest with crystal tears in its eyes, and its lips moved as if it was humming something.

Listening carefully, it sounded like she was complaining: "Niang... honey, she's mean, she didn't let me make a sound... I made you sad for so long, I'm sorry... honey, I'm not sad, I'll eat... I'll be with you... honey..."

The chubby little hands like lotus roots patted Gu Qinghe's body, as if to comfort him.

Sunlight gradually appeared in the sky, and the spirit on Gu Qinghe's body gradually shrank and became a white rice ball.