(Hint: High energy ahead, please be mentally prepared, or bring your own oxygen tank~ )

When Wu Shan heard it, it made sense, and he understood that his brother had good intentions, but the word "thank you" could not be spoken, and it was vulgar and unaccustomed to him: "Okay, I'll arrange it." ”

Hua Xiaotuo heard that the patient was in K City: "Coincidentally, the autumn in K City is particularly beautiful, and it just so happens that I have plans to travel in the near future, so it is better for me to meet the patient by the way when I travel, so as to save her from running again." ”

Hua Xiaotuo did not break his promise. When I traveled to K City with my family, I took some time to go to Dongyun Inn to find Nanzhi, and I also brought a full set of the most advanced testing tools in the world. And there are acquaintances here, Wu Haibei.

Under the strong persuasion of Meng Junyao and Dongyun, Nanzhi did not show up too reluctantly, she was actually quite satisfied with her current life, and she didn't want to spend time and energy to do useless efforts, so it was better to practice her painting skills more if she had that time.

Of course, she is very happy to spend time on Meng Junyao.

Moreover, not being able to speak also has the advantage of not being able to speak, talking too much hurts the nerves, causing sound pollution, and saying things against your heart is not happy at all. Isn't there still an advocacy that everyone should keep their mouths shut?

Deafness and dumbness are sometimes a kind of realm.

People who are immersed in art and embroidery are not pale in their hearts, and there may be an incomparably wonderful world that envelops her, and in that world, she may be able to communicate with everything with beautiful voices.

After the examination, Dongyun anxiously waited for Hua Xiaotuo's diagnosis.

Hua Xiaotuo said slowly: "I wanted to suggest that you install a tiny electronic device in your sister's throat to help vocalize, and every time you scan it with a paired electronic wand in your throat, you can make an artificial voice, but ...... That is only for patients with vocal cord injuries. ”

Dongyun's comprehension is very strong: "You mean my sister's vocal cords are fine?"

Hua Xiaotuo: "Yes, after the examination, I found that there is actually no problem with your sister's vocal cords and nerves, and it can be said that she is fully qualified for vocalization." If she won't speak, it's because she doesn't want to. ”

"Don't want to?" "How could someone not want to be a sound person?"

Hua Xiaotuo: "There are many reasons, for example, maybe when she was young, she had problems with her vocal cords, and now she has slowly grown, but she has adapted to this life of sign language communication, and her need and desire to speak are not strong, and her courage is not enough. Maybe one day, when her innermost desire to speak out is stimulated by some external stimulus, she will speak. ”

Shinonome listened thoughtfully: "Oh, then I'm ......"

Hua Xiaotuo seemed to guess what she was thinking: "However, I don't recommend artificially creating such a stimulus, because the sudden shock may have unexpected side effects, so you better guide it slowly." ”

Wu Hai reported Hua Xiaotuo's name as the royal doctor of Brunei: "It's right to listen to Dr. Hua!"

Shinonome was grateful.

Soon, Wu Hai found that no matter whether she was there or not, Miss Nanzhi's deep affection for Brother Meng was unchanged, and she didn't need to match herself at all, she was a transparent person standing next to her. Namzhi's eyes were fine, but she was turning and turning, and she couldn't see herself anyway.

Although Brother Meng has a very good temper, he actually has the stubbornness of a literati in his bones, and he can listen to it if you persuade him. If he wants to be good with Nanzhi girl, it will be fine, otherwise ten cows will not be able to match.

So Wu Hai understands that there is nothing to do with himself, and he can basically turn (leave).

But you can't pat your ass and leave, why don't you have a good drink with your eldest brother before you go back?

By the way, if you borrow wine to eliminate your sorrows, you won't be more worried, so whatever, drink it first.

Meng Junyao personally cooked a table of Wu Hai's favorite meals, and two men with a good amount of alcohol drank from the sunset to the moonlit branches, pushed the cup and changed the lamp, pushed the heart, and played and sang, and regained the feeling of being at home at first sight in M City when they first met.

Life must be full of joy, and when you are frustrated, you should also be happy, vent your emotions, and adjust your mentality in order to better face the challenges in the future.

When Wu Hai opened the refrigerator for the last time, he announced in disappointment: "Big brother, there is no wine, not a single bottle is gone, no, there is a drop of wood." ”

Meng Junyao stood up: "I'll buy it." ”

Wu Hai: "I'll go, I'll go to the eldest brother." ”

As soon as the words fell, he hit the door frame and picked up a bag.

"I seem to be a little fatter again," Wu Hai touched the bag on his head and defended himself with his tongue open: "Actually, brother, I haven't drunk so much, and it's just a little bit on my head, and I'm still early to get drunk." ”

Meng Junyao smiled: "I see that you are almost drunk, rest." ”

Wu Hai: "I don't, I still want to try your one again, that 'Yunxiang Brew', it's really good wine, it's good wine, I can't drink it when I go back, I want to drink it again tonight!"

Meng Junyao felt that he had the responsibility to meet his brother's request before leaving, and it was not an excessive request, so he stood up again: "Then I'll buy it." ”

When I got out of the room, I felt a little top-heavy, but I could still walk by holding on to the wall.

Today is also the first time that Meng Junyao has tried the inn's own brewed "Cloud Fragrance Brew". It was a kind of small wine that looked very light and smelled refreshing, but I didn't expect it to be really not ordinary.

"Yun Xiang Brew" is a limited supply and can only be purchased at the front desk of the inn.

After the little girl at the front desk gave him the wine, she asked, "Mr. Meng, you seem to be a little drunk, do you need me to find someone to send you back?"

"No, no, no. ”

Meng Junyao staggered up the stairs, and somehow, from the first floor to the second floor, the stairs disappeared, and he had to turn and go deeper into the corridor on the second floor, as if he had a ready-made instruction in his head.

At the end of the east corridor on the 1st floor and 2nd floor, there are a set of large suites that are divided independently, these two suites are not rented, the first floor of the Dongyun family lives by themselves, and the second floor Nanzhi lives by himself.

Meng Junyao was obviously thinking about going back and continuing to drink with Brother Hai, but his legs involuntarily walked towards Nanzhi's room!

He patted the door and said, "Open the door, I'm back!"

The door opened, and a soft light shone on his drunken face.

Someone silently let him in and helped him sit down on the couch.

Meng Junyao had already begun to feel a headache, handed over the wine, and held his forehead: "Brother Hai, you drink first, I want to lie down for a few minutes......"

I didn't hear an answer, but after a while, I felt a pair of hands, gently wiping my face with a warm wet towel to relieve my fatigue, and it was very gentle.

Then, he brought water to his mouth.

Meng Junyao, who had a dry mouth, drank a few big sips and grabbed the hand that was feeding him water!

That hand is not big, soft as boneless, and the skin is really delicate, which is Brother Hai's fat hand!

Whose hand is that?

Meng Junyao pondered for a long time, I know, it must be Xiaobai.

He murmured: "Xiaobai, your hands are much smoother than before, he must be very good to you, right?"

The other party listened, paused, and then gently held his face with soft hands, making him face to himself.

"Xiaobai, why don't you speak?"

Meng Junyao tried to open his heavy eyelids and looked up, and in a blur, he saw Xiao Bai's bright and concerned eyes staring at him, soft and silent, and his creamy skin shone under the lamp, as if covering her with a halo, making her a little more beautiful than usual.

That's right, it's the goddess of your dreams!

In love, Meng Junyao couldn't help but stretch out his hand to her.

Fortunately, Xiaobai immediately stretched out his hand and held him.

Meng Junyao dragged Xiaobai to him, and she also obediently lowered her body to approach him.

Meng Junyao kissed her soft lips slowly and affectionately, as if he had opened a jar of old wine that had been sealed for more than ten years, and had exhausted his deep affection that had been hidden for more than ten years!

Her lips tasted as sweet as rose petals—probably for too long!

Meng Junyao whispered in her ear: "Xiaobai, the words I said to you before that stabbed you were not sincere, they were my radical methods... I'm afraid that I'll drag you down, delay you, and won't be able to give you happiness, so I want to make you angry... In fact, after I said it, my heart hurt a lot... You can blame me, but don't take it personally, okay?"

He seemed to see her nodding obediently.

Meng Junyao's vicissitudes of life seemed to be wrapped in a thick merino wool scarf, warm and comfortable, coupled with the effect of alcohol, he no longer used his brain to speak, but flowed directly from the depths of his heart: "Xiaobai, didn't you say that you wanted to marry me? Have you changed your mind? Just today, right now, okay?"

It was always him who was talking, and the other party didn't make a sound at all, but Meng Junyao seemed to hear Xiaobai nodding and saying yes again, as if he also heard her say: "I never blamed you, and I didn't want to marry you because I pity you, I have always loved you and never changed my ......."

She was as docile as a little sheep in Meng Junyao's arms, not only did she not have the slightest intention of pushing him away, but she also stretched out her lotus root-like arms around his neck and kissed him on the forehead.

Meng Jun looked down in a daze, even more so unbelievably unbelievable!

She was wearing a gray-green mulberry silk nightdress, and she didn't wear underwear because she was home alone. The soft texture of the nightdress, the unique drape, the charming lines that make people's blood rush out, and two small grapes looming!

And she seems to have just taken a shower, and her hair and even her whole body exude a faint and charming fragrance.

What is worse than these physical attractions is the love that has endured for more than ten years to vomit blood without sending it.

it's consciousness and reason!Rao is no matter how strong Meng Junyao's self-control is, he can no longer control the small universe provoked by alcohol and love at this moment, and the power of the flood has exploded!

He hugged her and fell to the big bed, constantly kissing her face, her neck, her shoulders, every contour of her body, and said with all his affection: "Xiaobai, I will love you well, we will never be separated in the future, okay, I love you, I love you, I have always loved you, and I have never changed my ...... every minute."

One drop, two drops, as if something fell on Meng Junyao's face, warm, wet, more and more, converging into a river.

At the same time, a pair of hands hugged him tightly, and a pair of lips kissed his skin, mixed with tears in response to him enthusiastically.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I promise, I'll be gentle. ”

But there was still liquid wetting the sheets.

Being able to merge with the girl he loved deeply, Meng Junyao felt that the heavens and the earth had melted, he had become an immortal, and he had never been so happy in his life as he was at this moment......

The early morning in the water town is the most quiet, the sun gently sprinkles into the green brick alley, and also draped a dazzling gold veil on the bamboo forest and ancient walls.

The whole town gradually woke up from its slumber, and Meng Junyao, who had passed after a cloud and rain, slowly opened his eyes, and subconsciously reached out to the side to touch it, but there was no one.

He looked at the ceiling and felt that this house was so unfamiliar.

I looked down and saw that my body was well covered with a quilt, lying on a big bed that did not belong to me......