PFC Chapter 120 It turns out to be a book
Chapter 120 It turns out to be a book
After entering the yard, Song Yu smelled a faint medicinal fragrance.
Looking around, it is a very ordinary courtyard with an albizzia tree on the left side of the entrance.
"Miss Song, please," after entering the yard, the maid walked to the front to lead the way.
Song Yu nodded and followed behind.
The maid knocked on the door, and a response came from inside the room: "Come in."
The maid pushed the door open and walked in: "Miss, Miss Song is here."
When Song Yu stepped into the house, the smell of medicine became stronger.
"Miss Song." Ye Xuan stood beside the bed, facing Song Yu.
"Miss Ye." Song Yu also called out.
The maid completed her mission and left alone.
Ye Xuan walked up to Song Yu and said, "I'm sorry to ask Miss Song to come here. I want to ask Miss Song to treat my senior brother."
"The senior brother Miss Ye is talking about is Fu Zhenghong, Master Fu?" Song Yu asked.
"That's right." Ye Xuan said.
Song Yu said, "But I heard that Master Fu's illness can only be cured by a ghost doctor."
"Miss Song, please give it a try." Ye Xuan said solemnly.
Song Yu understood: "Okay."
Ye Xuan moved aside and Song Yu walked towards the bed.
I walked closer until I could clearly see the person lying on the bed.
Song Yu looked at the emaciated man lying on the bed and blurted out, "What a pity! A child of destiny was defeated in one move, falling from the clouds and sighing for half his life."
After saying this, Song Yu was stunned. Her words were so presumptuous and rude.
But these words suddenly appeared in her head. It was not that she thought about it, but there was such a passage in her memory.
She had seen this sentence before, and at this moment, the memory came back to her, but it made her feel like she was struck by lightning.
Ye Xuan, Ye Xu, Fu Zhenghong, the great devil Qing Ling, the Qingyang Sect, she now finally understood why these names were so familiar.
After seeing the person lying on the bed, the fog in my mind seemed to be completely blown away by a gust of wind.
Hiking on vacation, falling down halfway, a strange world, a legendary martial arts hero.
After all this, she finally realized that she was not traveling through time, or rather, it was not just a simple time travel.
Instead, he traveled through a book, into a martial arts novel that he had read before.
Because it had been so long, she couldn't remember it for the moment, but when she heard the names of those characters, she always felt familiar.
Now, these familiar feelings have finally found a home.
But when thinking of these things, Song Yu did not feel any joy, only panic.
If it was a time travel, she could tell herself that it might be a wormhole or a time tunnel.
But, if she were to travel through a book, how would she convince herself?
The world we live in today is illusory and does not exist. It was created by someone in reality according to his or her own wishes.
Fu Zhenghong is the male protagonist in the novel, and Ye Xuan is the female protagonist.
The two were childhood sweethearts. In the end, Fu Zhenghong gave almost everything to defeat the villain cult leader. Although they did not die together, their ending was no different from dying together.
A year later, he and the heroine hid in the martial arts world. No one knew their whereabouts, and no one knew whether they were alive or dead.
This is the ending, an ending that was already predetermined.
Song Yu turned around to look at Ye Xuan and saw that she looked a little embarrassed after hearing what he said.
Song Yu's face turned pale, not because he felt guilty about what he had just said.
It was because when she faced Ye Xuan, she didn't know whether to treat her as a person or as a paper man.
The world before his eyes seemed to be slowly collapsing. The surrounding scenery and people turned into words and rushed towards Song Yu.
Song Yu was standing unsteadily, staggered half a step, and someone held his arm.
Ye Xuan came to her side at some point and supported her when she was about to fall.
"Miss Song, are you okay?" Ye Xuan looked at Song Yu and asked worriedly, not caring about the rude words Song Yu had just said.
The warmth from his arm gave Song Yu a sense of reality.
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Su He came back and saw Qingxi standing in the corridor, looking anxiously waiting.
"Young Master, you're back." Qingxi ran to Suhe hurriedly.
Su He looked at him: "What's the matter?"
"The girl is back, but something is wrong with her," Qingxi said.
"What's wrong?" Su He spoke without stopping and walked a few steps to the door of Song Yu's room.
Qingxi lowered her voice and said, "I don't know. I saw that the girl looked strange when she came back. I asked her, but she didn't say anything and just went straight into the room."
Su He stood in front of the door and knocked: "Knock knock, A Yu, can I come in?"
No one responded, and Su He's expression changed. Something was indeed wrong. Normally, Song Yu would never ignore her no matter what.
Su He listened carefully and heard the sound of shallow breathing in the room.
He looked back at Qingxi.
Qingxi understood instantly and stepped back.
Su He pushed the door, and it was closed from the inside, but this was not a problem for Su He.
He took out a dagger, inserted the blade into the crack of the door, and gently lifted it, and the bolt fell off.
With another push, the door was easily opened. Su He walked in and closed the door behind him.
He looked around and saw no one, so his eyes fell on the bed in the room.
The quilt was piled up on the bed.
Su He walked over slowly and stood beside the bed: "Ayu." He called softly.
No one answered, but the quilt moved slightly.
Su He sat down beside the bed and spoke again: "Ayu, can you tell me what happened?"
The response she received was silence in the room.
Su He did not urge him, he just placed his hand gently on the bulge in the quilt.
"Don't be afraid, Yu. I'm here with you."
The sun rose high and set in the west. Su He said nothing more and took no further action.
The golden afterglow of the sunset reflected on the ground through the window.
Song Yu finally slowly came out from under the quilt.
But only the top of the head and a pair of eyes were exposed.
There was confusion, fear, and doubt in her eyes.
This was the first time Su He saw such a look in Song Yu's eyes.
Song Yu also saw Su He sitting beside the bed: "Have you been here all the time?" Her voice was a little hoarse.
Su He responded softly, "Yeah," then stood up, walked to the table, poured a glass of water, and came back.
He handed the water to Song Yu and said, "Take a sip to moisten your throat."
Song Yu stared at the glass of water in a daze for a while before sitting up and reaching out to take it.
Su He watched her drink the water and took the cup: "Do you want more?"
Song Yu shook his head: "I don't want to drink anymore."
Su He nodded, put the cup back, sat down on the bed again, looked at Song Yu, and asked, "Can you tell me what happened?"
Song Yu lowered his eyes, looking somewhat bewildered. Su He saw it and said, "Ayu, don't be afraid. You can trust me. No matter what happens, I will always be by your side."
"Anything?"
"Yes."
"Then, if one day you discovered that the world you live in is actually just a storybook, what would you do?"