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Apmian felt very cold. Both quilts could not keep him out of the cold. He huddled up, frowning in the cold, and tried his best to find warmth but could not find any.

In the past, Apumian would warm up Shen Jihuai whenever he felt cold, but now Shen Jihuai could only stand aside and watch anxiously, unable to do anything he wanted to do.

He was in the state of a soul and could not touch anything. With the idea of ​​giving it a try, Shen Jihuai lay beside Apmian and tried his best to hug Apmian.

As if he had returned to a familiar embrace, Apmian's brows finally relaxed. He curled up his body, wishing he could embed his entire body into it.

Shen Jihuai raised his hand and looked at it in a daze, and he found that he seemed to be able to touch Apmian.

Never mind. Although I don’t know why I had this dream again, any compensation I can get is better than nothing. Apmian fainted because of him.

Gently patting Apmian's back, Apmian did not say that he was cold. Instead, he called Shen Jihuai's name in a low voice, and questioned Shen Jihuai over and over again why he abandoned him and did not take him with him.

"I will take you away. I will definitely take you away. I will never leave you and never let you go." Shen Jihuai's voice was hoarse and he was almost crying.

Apmian seemed to have heard it in his sleep. He snorted and grabbed Shen Jihuai's collar lightly.

In the dream, Shen Jihuai took his hand and left together, going to a strange world. Since he had never been there, Apumian tried his best to imagine what that world would be like. But with Shen Jihuai by his side, the unknown did not completely scare Chong.

Every time Apmian called Shen Jihuai's name, Shen Jihuai responded.

The noise in the room gradually became quieter, and the sound of long breathing was heard.

Apmian slept until dusk. The sky outside was bright yellow. If Shen Jihuai was there, he would have yelled at him to go out and see.

Apmian blinked, supported himself on the mattress and slowly stood up. He looked around, it was cold and deserted, as if what he had felt before was an illusion.

He dreamed of Shen Jihuai. Shen Jihuai did not leave and Shen Jihuai treated him better.

Apmian smiled bitterly, got out of bed and put on his clothes, and when he raised his arms, one could barely see the gauze wrapped tightly around his waist and abdomen.

Shen Jihuai's heart skipped a beat when he saw this. All these wounds were caused by him.

He returned to Apmian very late, just around the time when Apmian passed away, so he knew nothing about Apmian's injuries. Now that he saw them clearly, he was so heartbroken that he couldn't even breathe.

What's the use of repenting now? Apumian is already injured. If possible, Shen Jihuai just wants to return his life to Apumian.

He followed Apmian into the kitchen and watched him numbly drink the porridge that Creek had brought him. It tasted like wax, but he swallowed it only to maintain his body functions.

Apumian drank half a bowl of porridge and couldn't drink any more, so he cleaned it up and put it away.

It was late today and Apmian wanted to weed but had not had time. However, it was cold outside and the doctor told him to stay out of the cold wind, so he was obedient and did not go out again.

While Apmian was taking a bath, Shen Jihuai wanted to verify something.

He was in a spiritual state and could not feel the cold. He remained motionless even though the biting cold wind blew on his body.

Shen Jihuai was squatting in the small garden. The newly grown grass could barely withstand the strong wind, but it could not withstand Shen Jihuai's hand. He calmly reached out and pulled out the grass with almost no effort.