V485
One is tall and handsome, the other is exquisite and exquisite. If it is a man and a woman, it must be a handsome man and a beautiful woman.
"Let's go, Mr. Ling Xiao, you can do it yourself." Shen Jiaming hugged Wanwan's shoulder and prepared.
Wanwan, "Wait." She took out a bottle from her body.
This is the pill she made recently according to the medical book, "This is for you, I hope it can relieve your pain. Miss Liu's affairs, come to me after you figure it out, and Master Wushuang and I will look for any antidote in Qingmang."
The soft sound is like a ray of spring breeze that can soothe the irritable heart.
Ling Xiao looked at the short-sized young master Linglong in front of him, and the fragrance coming from him came into his nose, almost making him lose his mind.
He handed him the pill, and Wanwan turned around and left.
For Ling Xiao, her choice was beyond doubt, and Shen Jiaming, who had always been by her side.
It was not until they saw the backs of the two people and disappeared into the darkness that Ling Xiao turned around. He was injured this time, and it seemed that Shen Jiaming's skills had improved again.
It was just such a seemingly light kick that now it made him feel that all the internal organs in his body seemed to be injured.
After looking at the small bottle in his hand, he opened the pills from it and put them in his mouth and swallowed them.
Shen Jiaming sent Wanwan back to her room door, "Go and rest quickly, it's so late. If that man comes to bother you again, tell me."
Wanwan turned her head and met his dark eyes and nodded, "Well, I will, you can go back and rest early."
"I'll watch you go in." Shen Jiaming pushed her back.
She didn't feel pretentious, she pushed the door open and walked in, and then closed the door.
Looking at the closed door, leaning against the pillar next to it, looking at the bright moon in the black night sky, took out the flute and started blowing.
He is not a good person at music, but after coming to this place, he has no network or computers he is good at, and he can only pass the time by these boring things.
However, recently, it seems that he has gradually become accustomed to such things, perhaps this is exactly the poetic sentiment mentioned by the ancients.
"The clouds of my hometown are floating in the sky, and they keep calling me. When the breeze around me blows gently, a voice is calling me! Come back, come back, don't wander around... The wind of my hometown, the clouds of my hometown, heal my trauma..."
The song "Clouds of Hometown" carries a kind of longing for home. He doesn't know whether he misses the more home in Paris or the more home in City A.
However, one thing is certain, that is that he is missing all of them now.
He also wanted to go back, but he had to wait for three years. Fortunately, he had her by his side in these three years.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
When Wanwan entered the room, she heard the familiar music coming from outside. This song, as long as she lives in modern times, she will never have heard it before.
My hometown, her hometown is in City A, where her parents and all her relatives are there. I wonder if they are living well now?
Apart from the door, his and her thoughts floated to the distant city.
The moonlight pours on the earth like flowing water. The same moonlight flows in different time and space.
Ling Xiao returned to the Soul Fighting Gate and walked into the cold room. There was a stone bed on which was lying a sleeping woman.
To be precise, she is a coma woman, she is Ling Xiao’s fiancée Liu Yuedie.
When it was the grudge between Qingmang and Dou Hun, Liu Yuedie became a victim and has not woken up until now.
Half a year has passed since she was poisoned. In the past six months, he has spent all his energy on finding famous doctors and medicines, but she is still sleeping.
Ling Xiao looked at the woman with her eyes closed on the bed, and there was a deep pain in her eyes.
I reached out and gently stroked her jade-like cheeks, a little cold.
I remember that in the past, her cheeks were warm and her smile was bright, and she would always be as warm as the March sunshine, so warm to people's hearts.
"Die'er, why haven't you woken up yet? Half a year has passed. Have you been there somewhere and can't bear to leave, so I'm still waiting for you..."
"Do you know, today I found the innocent young master of Qingmang. He doesn't remember me or you anymore. Why do you think this is?"
"But, no matter whether he is pretending or real, I will ask him to hand over the antidote and will not let you sleep anymore. I will prepare to hold a wedding with you. How could the bride be missing?"
...
Ling Xiao is not a person who talks a lot, but for half a year, he has become accustomed to coming to her to tell the little things in life and interesting things in the world.
He knew that she was a girl who liked the most in gaming, so she liked to collect some interesting things to tell her about.
They said that some children who work together to hand over the Soul Fighting Sect to their children.
However, things in the world are often plans that cannot keep up with changes.
The beautiful dream once disappeared at the moment she fell.
"Die'er, do you know that the Linglong Young Master from Jubao Pavilion I brought to you last time was with the Qingmang Wushuang. Can I still believe them now?"
His voice was helpless.
I originally thought that Butterfly's poison saw a glimmer of dawn, but I didn't expect it to be what it is now.
The poisoned people and the detoxified people are actually in the same group. This seems like a joke no matter how you look at it.
Should he trust them?
...
Today is the Lantern Festival, so there are lights and decorations everywhere, which is very lively.
Wanwan wore a white dress and was about to go out with Xiao Cui to see this ancient lantern.
She only saw this lantern in some history books or novels on TV, but she never felt the legendary Lantern Festival.
"Miss, why are you still wearing white?" Xiao Cui looked at Wanwan's white outfit, a little dissatisfied.
Wanwan glanced at her. Now this girl is not afraid of her at all.
However, this is exactly what she wants. Everyone is ordinary people, so why bother to feel so arrogant?
"Why, isn't it good?" She likes white because white is a white tower, and everything is easy to match.
She doesn't pay much attention to dressing, the simpler it is, the better.
"It's not that bad-looking, but the whiteness of this big night is a bit cunning. Miss, why don't we change it?" Xiao Cui's eyes flashed with quirky charm. Now she has become much more lively than before.
She was only fifteen or sixteen years old. In modern times, she was still a child at this time and was in middle school.
Without waiting for Wanwan to agree, Xiao Cui pushed Wanwan back to the room directly.
Wanwan sat there, waiting for Xiao Cui to dress her up.
Like when she had just traveled through this era, she couldn't even comb her hair, and it was all made by Xiao Cui.
This is not her fault. Who would have done such a complicated hairstyle in modern times? Just simply put it on your shoulders.
"Miss, this one..." Xiao Cui found a very good job in her wardrobe before finding a pink dress.
Pink colors are most suitable for young girls, and the lady has fair skin. When wearing pink, the skin will make it look more moist and clear.
Wanwan frowned. She didn't like this color, and she always felt that this color would swallow her calmness.
"Don't want this color, that blue one is good." She likes to keep a calm mind all the time, so she prefers cool-toned clothes.
For example, blue, green...
Of course, my favorite thing is white. White is colorless, and wearing it will make her calmer.
"Miss..." Xiao Cui came over with the pink dress, "Miss, just wear this one, you will definitely look good when you wear it."
"But... so childish!" This is Wanwan's evaluation of pink.
"What? Childish?" Xiao Cui asked in a daze.
"Forget it, just this one." Wanwan didn't want to say anything else, just pink is pink. Anyway, she is a woman, so it's not surprising that she wears this color.
It's strange for men to wear this.
However, some men look really good in pink and don't look masculine at all.
For example, she watched a TV series where the male protagonist wore a pink suit and looked very young and dreamy, giving countless sisters the fantasy ideas.
When Wanwan opened the door and went out in the pink that she felt awkward, a young man in white stood outside.
This person is not someone, it is Shen Jiaming, the unparalleled son.
Shen Jiaming took a look and found that she was different from her past dress and actually changed into pink. This color really sets off her skin tone.
"Mr. Shen, is our lady good-looking in clothes of this color?" Xiao Cui saw that his eyes were straightened, and she burst into laughter, then covered her mouth and asked.
Someone nodded, "Good."
"Miss, I'll just say that this color looks good, you don't like it yet."
"You know, let's go and go to the lanterns." Wanwan glanced at Xiao Cui, then carried her skirt and walked outside.
Shen Jiaming, "Wouldn't you be afraid of encountering gangsters when you wear this kind of lanterns? Of course, you need a flower protector like me to accompany you."
"You want to go too?" Wanwan turned her head and asked.
"Of course, how can I miss such a day? Lantern Festival is an ancient love story, so of course I can't live alone." As he said this, his eyes were bright and he looked at the woman in pink in front of him.
Wanwan looked away and deliberately ignored it, "Then let's go."
Shen Jiaming looked at the side face and just smiled faintly. He understood why she avoided it and he was willing to give her time.
The original two-person walk ended up in the four-person walk, and there was another one more fruit.
There are so many lanterns on the street, which makes people dazzle.
Various animal shapes and plant styles, such as morning glory and dandelions...
"Shen Jiaming, have you visited the lanterns before?" Wanwan asked. It turned out that this was the legendary Lantern Festival, which is the ancient love plot.
Chapter completed!