After the apprenticeship, I became a hater

Chapter 5 Master, they all bully me

Every time I meet Su Lianyi, I feel unlucky.

Sure enough, that night, I started a fever.

Although I have practiced for more than ten years, I am still not as good as a real monk.

Not only cultivation, but also others.

Especially my body riddled with holes, any minor illness or disaster can kill half of my life.

I was in a daze with fever, my consciousness was imprisoned, and my body was tortured by high fever.

hot……

So hot……

I felt as if I had been put into a huge steamer, and even the air I breathed became hot.

My broken hair was sticking to my cheeks with sweat, and my body was already soaked in sweat. Even the bedding covering my body had absorbed the sweat seeping from my body, and it became heavier and heavier.

Half-awake, I went to push the quilt heavy on my body.

But no push.

My hands and feet were soft, as if all the bones in my body had been steamed by the high heat.

The whole person becomes some kind of dessert with a thin crust and filling.

My mouth was open and I was gasping for breath, which made my already dry lips even more dry from dehydration.

Indistinctly, I seem to smell a strange sweetness.

Like some kind of flower that can't wait to bloom, it quietly reveals its fragrance in the night, it is not yet fragrant, especially green.

It is also like a fruit on a branch that is about to ripen. It is not yet fully ripe, but it can no longer hide its sweetness.

If there seems to be nothing, with a small invisible hook, it only appears for a few moments, and then disappears quickly.

I instinctively felt that I should know the origin of that fragrance, but my brain was burnt to a paste by the high heat, and I could hardly think.

The heaviness of the body implicated the fatigue of consciousness, I couldn't tell where the fragrance came from, I just felt that the smell made my already unclear consciousness more and more chaotic.

Well……

uncomfortable...

Frowning in a daze, I curled up on the bed.

When my consciousness was dim, I vaguely felt as if someone came to my bedside.

A familiar aura of frost and snow gradually became clear as the person approached. I opened my eyes dimly and looked at the person coming.

With black hair in white clothes, bullying Shuang Shengxue, it is none other than Sword Master Luo Wuchen.

"Master... respect?" I tried to prop myself up and grab the hem of his plain white clothes.

But in the end I still underestimated the weakness of my body, and I couldn't get up half an inch before falling back to the mattress unsupported.

"Well……"

I fell so dizzy that my consciousness went blank for a moment, I just shook my head in a daze, raised my head in a daze, and looked at Luo Wuchen.

Luo Wuchen's eyes froze slightly on my face covered with black and blue lines.

……what's wrong?I blinked slightly puzzled, why is he looking at me like that?

Then, belatedly, I realized that he was looking at the traces of toxins on my face.

"Don't look..." I lowered my head in embarrassment, avoiding his sight, "...ugly."

"It's not ugly, it looks good every night." Luo Wuchen narrowed his eyelids slightly, and looked at me with amber clear eyes, as if he was talking about the truth of the world.

Deceiving.

Obviously not pretty at all.

...everyone says I'm ugly.

I myself... have looked in the mirror, and it's really ugly.

The first time I saw the appearance in the mirror, I was even frightened and had a nightmare all night, how could it be possible to look good.

I buried my face tightly in my arms, and my body trembled.

"Not ugly," Luo Wuchen said coldly, "Hey, let me take a good look at you."

I'm the easiest to coax. He just coaxed me, and I obediently raised my face as if I had been infused with ecstasy soup.

Luo Wuchen stretched out his hand to caress my sweaty face, a small me was reflected in the originally clear eyes.

The dry and cool palm was pressed against my hot and damp cheek, like a cat being brushed. I squinted my eyes comfortably and sighed softly.

"Wanwan has suffered." Luo Wuchen brushed my wet hair sticking to my dimples behind my ears, his tone was always cold, but his movements were full of pity.

I have never been treated with such preciousness before, and I blinked hastily to suppress the sourness that suddenly rose in my heart.

"Master..."

I tried my best to resist the urge to cry, but when I opened my mouth, my voice was still crying: "Why did you come here?"

Luo Wuchen caressed the slightly wet corners of my eyes with his fingertips, "I neglected you."

It's strange to say that before, I was always faced with malice, but I rarely felt sad. When someone suddenly treated me a little better, I felt infinitely wronged.

What's more, Luo Wuchen has almost traversed my entire life, and I have always admired and attached to people since I was ignorant.

Yes……

My master.

The discomfort in my body was still not relieved, I was dragged by sleepiness, and my eyelids kept closing. I refused to just fall asleep like this. I grabbed Master's fingers and complained to him vaguely, "They all bullied me."