After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

Do you like the beautiful winter plum blossoms blooming on the branches?

Lin Nanxi pulled her lips and said, "I like it. It's so cold, but it lives more beautifully than anyone else."

The girl raised her hand and touched the flower branch, wanting to break off a branch and hand it to him, but the boy stopped her hastily: "Don't!"

"Why? Wouldn't it make you happier if I picked one and gave it to you?"

"I will be happy, but it will live longer in the tree, don't hurt it..."

People are sometimes very strange. They want something but dare not pick it.

Pu Ran raised his eyebrows and said, "When there are flowers to be picked, pick them now, don't wait until there are no flowers left to pluck empty branches. Have you heard of this?"

Lin Nanxi fought back unconvinced: "When you look at flowers, you must look at their spirits. When you pluck flowers, don't break them. You are not allowed to pluck them!"

Pu Ran said with a hint of meaning: "How can you get what you want if you are not ruthless?"

He leaned against the tree trunk with his hands behind his back, childishly wanting to protect the tree. He pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, his handsome face full of stubbornness.

The fifteen-year-old boy had suffered a lot, but deep in his heart there was still a precious truth, goodness and beauty that belonged to him alone, and Pu Ran had no intention of destroying it.

"Ah."

A very light, clear female voice sounded pleasant in his ears. Thinking that the other party was laughing at him, Lin Nanxi frowned his long black eyebrows and looked at her forbearingly.

But I saw the girl bending down and picking up a dead branch that had been blown off long ago.

Spiritual energy flowed into the dead branches through the white fingertips, awakening the sleeping plum blossoms.

The boy's pupils suddenly shrank in disbelief, and there was a faint trembling of water in them.

He saw with his own eyes that the dry branches grew flower bones and stretched out petals, and the scarlet plum blossoms proudly bloomed as if performed by a miracle from the gods.

The dead tree blooms and shines brightly.

The bright golden light flickered in the sky and fell down. The scattered sunlight coated the girl's beautiful face with an attractive honey color, softening her cold facial lines a little.

A plum blossom was lazily slanting on her arm, making her look like a fairy with fluttering sleeves and walking on the wind.

"It's not impossible to find another way."

There was a girl's gentle smile in Lin Nanxi's fixed eyes.

"Here, I give it to you. Be happy."

He was stunned, his heart pounding against his chest. He didn't know how he took it, but his fair ears were so hot that he wished a basin of cold water was poured over them.

The powerful flames ignited the seeds buried deep in the heart, so fierce that it was like a strong wind passing through, instantly setting the whole field on fire.

"Is... is it an illusion?"

His throat was hoarse from the dryness, he was at a loss, carefully pinching the flower branch, and asked dryly.

"What do you say?"

There is no need for Pu Ran to fake it.

She walked over and touched Beibei's head. Beibei, who was having fun, looked up in confusion: "Sister?"

"Sister has something to do, so I have to leave first."

"Well! Then Beibei, come and play with your sister in the afternoon!"

The child was so well-behaved and cute that Pu Ran narrowed his eyes.

"Brother? Brother!"

"what?"

"Let's go back too. My sister has left."

"Ah good."

Lin Nanxi raised her hand and patted her cheeks hard, trying to get rid of the inexplicable irritability.

His heartbeat gradually stabilized, and his mind became clearer. He realized that Pu Ran was using objects to illustrate something.

Whatever you want to do but can't do, I can do it without even using the methods you hate.

Hey, take this flower and let’s cooperate.

Emotions surged in his mind, and the boy bit his lower lip tightly. For a moment, he even felt that the flower was extremely hot.

I want to throw it away but I can't bear to, just like the ebony hairpin stored under my lapel.

After struggling for a while, he lowered his head resignedly and handed the branch to Beibei in despair.

"Beibei, is this flower real?"

The girl leaned close to the flower and flared her nostrils. She took a few deep breaths, and the fragrance filled her nose. She shook it gently, and nodded happily: "Of course it's real, brother is stupid!"

It's not an illusion, she really has a secret method, maybe this person is really strong.

Lin Nanxi's heart was beating violently with nervousness.

"Beibei, can Sister Ran be trusted?"

"Of course! Beibei likes Sister Ran the most!"

Children's eyes are pure and bright, their hearts are not polluted by the world, and their intuition is surprisingly accurate.

"Sister, you care about me. You were the first person to ask me if the scar on my hand hurt."

She put her hands behind her back and walked forward seriously like a little adult.

"Although I don't remember how it came about, it really hurts. I didn't want to stay up late just because the pain kept me awake."

Lin Nanxi felt a lump in his heart. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to ask, but that he couldn’t ask.

He failed to protect his sister, and this self-blame made him sink deeper into the quagmire of pain.

"But my sister blew on my arm just now and it doesn't hurt at all! Beibei is the bravest child. My sister's eyes told me so!"

She proudly put her hands on her hips and concluded, "Sister is a good person!"

Lin Nanxi's throat was dry. He rubbed Beibei's head with a heavy yet light touch. His voice was harsh and resolute: "Then I'll take a gamble."

……

The required herbs grow on steep cliffs, but they are not difficult to pick. Just stand on the top of the cliff, squat down, and stretch out your arms to reach them.

Jealousy was about to squat down, but he was still keenly aware of the footsteps approaching from behind. He turned around, looked at the person who came, and asked in confusion: "What's the matter, sir?"

The man showed his dagger and said jealously to Wen Er: "If you come to kill me, then I will naturally not show mercy to you."

He made a fighting gesture, and as the situation became tense, the man's lips opened and closed, and it was unclear what he said. Jealous was stunned, and his expression was as if he was in a trance.

He exerted all his strength, even gave up on defense, and allowed the dagger to get closer to him little by little.

……

As the sun was setting in the west, Pu Ran, who was leaning against Jealousy's door, frowned. It felt like there was a marble in her heart that kept going up and down and refused to stop, making her feel a little irritated.

Why aren't you back at this hour?

Are herbs really that hard to find?

Just as she was about to leave to look for Jealousy, a man carrying a medicine basket slowly approached, his clear eyes full of surprise: "Are you waiting for me?"

Puran nodded with a straight face.

Jealous eyes curved, giving rise to a small joy: "But are you worried about me?"

"if not."

The girl was a little fierce, but she didn't care because of jealousy.

Pu Ran saw a blood-soaked patch on his sleeve and asked in a cold voice, "What happened?"