You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 283 Remember I'm on the other side

The next morning.

The ink color is strong and intoxicating.

Ling Shumo gently stroked the cheek of the person next to him, and his low voice leaned into his ear.

"Abai..."

The tired man didn't want to respond at all, so he just turned over and said, "Yeah."

The man curled up in the quilt, looking extremely tired, with his hair around his eyebrows a little messy.

Ling Shumo had no choice but to hold his breath, move forward, and gradually get closer and closer while holding the person and continuing to sleep.

I don’t know how long it has been...

"Ah! What time is it?!"

Bai Wan suddenly sat up from the bed in shock, her expression seeming surprised and annoyed.

This big move almost pushed Ling Shumo off the bed again.

He quickly pulled back the corner of the quilt with one hand, sat up, and began to put on his clothes in a hurry, as if he could not waste even a moment.

When everything was tidied up, Bai Wan realized that the people around her had been pushed to the edge of the bed and were about to fall off.

I could only say softly, "I'm sorry, I forgot that I don't have to attend the morning meditation class today."

Ling Shumo fastened the last piece of his coat and suddenly stroked her face, the temperature burning: "I should be the one to say sorry."

After hearing this, the person on the other side immediately realized what this person was talking about and his body stopped instantly.

Bai Wan literally gasped and looked at him evilly: "You are very proud of yourself, aren't you?!"

"Ok?"

"I said, I just feel sorry for you... I'm letting you go! It doesn't mean you're that great."

After he finished speaking, he leaned over and bit her neck lightly, baring his teeth and claws.

But he didn't use much force at all, just a shallow tooth mark was left.

Ling Shumo's body was soft and gullible. He just smiled indifferently with red ears and his eyes were as soft as water.

After a while, he finally held Bai Wan's head and said, "I know I was wrong. I won't do it again next time. You can always retaliate against me this way."

This elegant and shy expression, if you don't know, you might think it's explaining something serious.

Did he change to a different person during the day?

Bai Wan intercepted the man's hand and grabbed his collar angrily: "If you do this again, I will bite you to death and stew you."

"You can also-"

In short, Ling Shumo responded calmly, regardless of how much nonsense the other person was talking.

And this isn't the first time this has happened.

After finally getting up like this, they remembered that someone today wanted to overcome his obsession and learn how to swim.

Suddenly, Ling Shumo's smile froze on his face.

He immediately stepped forward and held the hands of the person next to him: "Today, you must not force yourself."

"That's natural."

After leaving these brief words, Bai Wan looked solemnly at the riverside outside the window, thinking of the past with a complicated expression.

The Chijiang River is right at the foot of Qingliang Temple Mountain. That day, they escaped to the shore amidst the danger of life and death.

The Chijiang River in September is misty.

It is surrounded by mountains next to Qingliang Temple, like an ink painting.

There were two figures standing on the shore, one in a long green gown, and the other wearing only pointed pants and a gauze shirt.

The sun is still quite strong nowadays. If I go shirtless, I will probably get sunburned.

Probably no one could have imagined that Han Miaoran, who was extremely afraid of water, would one day want to learn how to swim.

Maybe people always need to push themselves.

Ling Shumo turned his head slightly and said, "I've tied a rope around your waist. If you can't hold on, remember I'm on the other side."

Bai Wan's throat felt a little tight. As he stood by the water, his feet were trembling and even his breathing became heavier.

This water has a grudge against him.

The first time, his parents and family all died in a shipwreck, and he became an orphan.

The second time, he jumped into the moat to escape and lost his memory and started over again.

The third time, the mentor roared in the water, and he killed him with his own hands.

Seeing that he was still hesitant and didn't move, Ling Shumo simply held him in front of him, kissed his forehead and said:

"Abai, since you have the determination to face your obsession, you can't give up easily. From what I know, you can do anything."

There was a confident expression on his face, just as he had believed at the beginning that the other person's left hand could draw whatever was in his mind, and that he could depict beautiful paintings even though he was blind.

As soon as the words fell, the person on the other side gradually walked to the shallow water of the river.

Ling Shumo looked at him with relief and worry, and couldn't help but trembling his lips.

In life, there are always bottlenecks and shackles that cannot be broken through.

Bai Wan suddenly closed his eyes and moved closer and closer with a nervous mood.

He only observed the ripples on the water, which were like lines, intertwining and overlapping, which was extremely stressful.

I kept thinking back to how I killed my master, how I jumped into the water to save myself, and how all my relatives died in the water...

Even though Ling Shumo had patiently explained to him yesterday all the actions and precautions of swimming, his psychological fear remained the same.

Bai Wan already felt like the water was going to drown her...

Suddenly, the rope around his waist moved slightly.

When he turned around, the man in blue was smiling at him and making gestures to tell him what to do.

Looking at the rope around his waist, Bai Wan simply calmed down and tried to hold his breath and relax.

Every time I encountered difficulties in the water, I was the only one to endure it.

but……

This time is different, there is someone behind me accompanying me...

I sighed solemnly in my heart: "No matter how difficult the world is, there are always people who can overcome it, and so should I."

In the past, when I was between life and death, I had the faith to learn to swim, let alone today.

The body was gently lifted, and after several uncoordinated movements of hands and feet, it slowly floated up.

And this is indeed his limit.

It's all about falling down again and again, getting up again and again, and trying my best despite the pain all over my body.

"Take your time. Wait until you can float freely before paddling. Don't rush." Ling Shumo felt that the man was still stiff, so he gave him a slight reminder.

Bai Wan kept adjusting himself at an extremely slow speed, and just being able to float up was considered a huge improvement.

He couldn't help crying with joy, and couldn't help but proudly said to Ling Shumo: "I can really float!"

Looking at the water ripples around, it seems like a huge net is pulling.

This scoundrel dragged Ling Shumo into the water.

Plop.

This frightened the elegant and upright gentleman on the shore, and his entire body was soaked in water.

"Hahahahaha-"

Bai Wan suddenly laughed.

It was as if he was laughing at the world, laughing at his past fate, and laughing at all the nightmares that blocked his heart.

The person in the water has such an elegant face, but he cries with joy in the ups and downs of the secular world.

The wind blowing the black hair into a mess is so intoxicating.

Ling Shumo quietly embraced this person in the water, and personally stroked away the wet hair on his forehead and the tears that finally flowed from the corners of his eyes.

In the past, this man had experienced so much suffering and torture without ever shed a tear.

Now, I have let go of my pain on this little float.

His Abai is truly so unique.

The river is vast and misty, and the distant water is calm...

Only one person gently held the face of the person opposite him, and couldn't help but cover him.

The emotions burst forth, and the response was lingering.