After being tricked into a horror game, I fell in love

Chapter 220 Flower Fertilizer

Lan Euan had no interest in those low-level players, but they touched the roses she had worked so hard to grow, which touched her reverse scale.

About an hour later, Bluebird appeared in front of her with a head in his hand. His originally clean white suit was stained with blood, and he looked a little disheveled.

Lan Euan threw a handkerchief to Qingniao and nonchalantly lowered his head to take a sip of rose tea: "Not leaving any one behind?"

Bluebird looked at the handkerchief in his hand that was scented with roses. The moment he smelled the fragrance, a warmth surged in his heart. A smile flashed in his eyes, and he carefully put the handkerchief into his chest pocket.

"I told you to wipe the blood off your face, why did you put it away?" Lan Ean frowned slightly.

Bluebird smiled awkwardly, raised his hand and wiped his face with his sleeve, "It's okay, I'll just wipe it with my sleeve."

Lan Euan rolled his eyes at him.

"Sir, where were the roses where the bodies of those people were placed?"

Lan Euan looked at the rose patch that was blown up, his eyes dim, "Let's just leave it there. Since they destroyed that sea of ​​flowers, let's use their bodies to nourish the injured flowers~"

Bluebird nodded slightly, "Okay."

The next second, the bluebird disappeared again.

Blue Eucalyptus got down from the swing and walked towards the castle gracefully in her high heels.

"Little An An?" When Lan An saw Shen An, he found her sitting in front of the window, staring blankly at the scenery outside, motionless, like a lifeless puppet.

Seeing that she ignored him, Lan Euan walked behind her, patted her shoulder, bent down and whispered in her ear: "Don't think about those unhappy things. People should look forward."

Shen An came to his senses and wanted to turn his head to look at her, but Lan An covered his eyes with his hands, and his vision fell into darkness.

"Take a nap. It will be fine after a nap."

Lan Euan's voice rang slowly in her ears.

Shen An suddenly felt sleepy and then fell into a deep sleep.

Lan An walked up to her, bent down and picked her up from the chair. Only after he held her did Lan An realize how light she was. He lowered his eyes to look at her quiet figure and found that her eyes were red and swollen.

"Why must it be you?" Lan An murmured, with heartache in her eyes that she herself was not aware of.

She carefully held Shen An in her arms, as if she were holding a rare treasure, and slowly walked into a warmly decorated room. The room was filled with a faint floral scent, which made people feel particularly peaceful and at ease.

Gently, she laid Shen An on the bed, her movements so gentle as if she was afraid to wake the sleeping person. Then, she carefully covered Shen An with a soft quilt, tucking every corner tightly to ensure that no cold wind could invade her.

At this moment, Shen An murmured that familiar name in his sleep - "Yu Nian..." Although the voice was weak, it was particularly clear in this quiet atmosphere.

Then, there was another sentence with deep apology: "I'm sorry..."

Shen An was sleeping very uneasily, her brows, which were originally relaxed, were tightly furrowed.

A crystal teardrop quietly slid down the corner of her eye, like a falling star in the night sky, first passing through her temple, and then disappearing into her inky hair.

Seeing this scene, Lan An couldn't help but sigh with heartache. She slowly stretched out her slender index finger, gently pressed it against Shen An's frowning brow, and gently rubbed it, as if trying to soothe all the sorrow and pain in her heart. At the same time, she whispered in comfort: "Everything will be fine, it will be."

However, Shen An did not seem to calm down because of this comfort. Instead, she suddenly reached out and tightly grasped Lan An's hand. Her crying became louder and louder, as if she wanted to release all the pain that had been pent up in her heart for a long time.

"Nie Feng......."

"Xiaoyun..."

"sorry......."

“It’s all my fault…”

Lan Yan wiped her tears with a handkerchief, feeling distressed in her heart, but there was nothing she could do. She thought letting Shen An have a good sleep would make her feel better, but she cried even harder.

"Cry, just cry."

She patted Shen An's hand gently, humming an unknown song. Gradually, Shen An calmed down, but his eyes were still red.