Hua Ling was speechless and put a hand on her forehead, naturally taking his hand: ‘Okay, let’s go.’
Jiang Yu let her lead him up the stairs with a face like a corpse.
Hua Ling secretly laughed to herself. There was nothing about him that looked like a sword spirit that had lived for thousands of years. His words and actions were those of a large dog. Situations like this played out almost every day. She knew that he was bored because he had nothing to do all day, and she didn’t have much time to spend with him because she was busy with the pharmacy and seeing patients.
His daily outbursts can generally be attributed to a sense of loneliness and anxiety in the face of an unfamiliar environment. After all, for him, these thousands of years have been static.
Thousands of years of time have passed in the blink of an eye for him, and one day when he opened his eyes, he found that the world had become completely unfamiliar, and he didn’t know anything… When someone encounters this situation for the first time, they will naturally be anxious.
Hualing believes that the emotional instability caused by this anxiety is understandable.
Understandable… sister of understanding!
Hualing looked in disbelief at the room, which looked like it had been through a fierce battle: the wardrobe had fallen over onto its side, and all the clothes inside had been thrown out. There was a pile on the bed, some scattered on the floor, some piled on the armchair nearby, and even a piece of underwear hanging from the lampshade…
Hualing turned to Jiang Yu with a face full of black lines and said, ‘I took you in with good intentions, and this is how you repay me? Even a husky is cuter than you.’
Although he didn’t know what a husky was, he could tell that the person who had been rejected was immediately upset: ‘Don’t be ungrateful! How many people can’t even ask for the protection of the ancient sword spirit?’
‘Yes, yes…’ Hua Ling answered with a good-natured tone, asking Jiang Yu to help him pick up the fallen wardrobe, fold the clothes that had been scattered all over the floor one by one, and hand him a pair of jeans and a loose T-shirt. ‘Here, put the clothes on.’
Jiang Yu was silent for a moment: ‘No.’
Hua Ling was puzzled: ‘What’s wrong now?’
Jiang Yu frowned, embarrassed: ‘No means no.’
Hua Ling looked at the jeans in her hands, following his gaze, and then looked up and down at him. She suddenly understood: ‘Ah, is it because you don’t feel comfortable?’
Jiang Yu seemed to blush a little, quickly turning his head to the side: ‘Hmph.’