Dada's wedding, Ji Rong accompanied Yun Shu to go, Mo Fan asked Assistant Zhou to send a part over, but no one arrived.

The wedding was not pompous, but it was very delicate and warm, and the groom stared at her as the bride walked slowly from one end of the red carpet to the groom, all the while shedding tears. Dada walked up to him and reached out to wipe away his tears, but he bowed his head and wept.

The groom said: "As a human-like machine, life is not easy, let alone unimaginable, and you can still tie the knot with the person you love in this life. Everything we have received today comes from the respect and love that Ms. Wu and Ms. Zhang have given us, and Dada and I will always be grateful for this kindness for the rest of our lives. ”

Everyone present was emotional.

The snow had accumulated overnight, the sky was white, and the sky had cleared.

The cold plums in the hospital are also opened, and the fragrance is bursting. Yun Shu stopped and looked at it for a moment, remembering the "Shennong's Materia Medica" that he was reading recently, which mentioned that Mei Shi tasted sour and flat, mainly treated lower qi, removed heat and annoyance, relieved, relieved limb pain, partial dryness, dead muscles, removed blue and black moles, and eroded evil meat.

In the notebook lent to her by Master Lin, it is also recorded that Wumei can astringent the lungs and intestines, stop coughing and diarrhea for a long time, choke on the stomach, vomit and vomit, reduce swelling and phlegm, kill insects, and detoxify fish poison, horse sweat poison, and sulfur poison. White plum is used to treat stroke and epilepsy, throat paralysis and phlegm convulsion, and those who have trismus are tightly closed, take plum flesh and rub their gums, and saliva will be opened. It also cured diarrhea, dysentery, thirst, cholera, vomiting, and blood collapsed.

Although some of the words are obscure, she can basically understand them by checking the information by herself. And she found that the black plum mainly contains citric acid and sitosterol, and contains hydrocyanic acid when ripe. The decoction has an inhibitory effect on Staphylococcus aureus, large intestine, typhoid, paratyphoid, dysentery, tuberculosis and other bacilli and skin fungi, and can reduce the occurrence of anaphylactic shock death in guinea pigs.

She silently thought about her reality in her heart. Suddenly, I saw the professor coming from a distance, and his feet did not move, but he saw Song Tang coming from the other side.

Since Song Changlian's operation, Song Tang has often come to see her father, and has met Ji Rong a few times, all of which are simple to say hello.

The weather was a little cold today, she wore an over-the-knee coat and boots, which looked refined, and when she saw Ji Rong, she smiled: "Professor Ji." ”

"Come and see your father?"

Song Tang nodded and asked him, "Do you think that in a situation like my father, there is a good chance of survival?" ”

Ji Rong shook his head: "It's not good, let's look at the technological development in the future, in the last ten years, there is not much hope." ”

Song Tang was a little sad: "If he wakes up one day, and I am already gray-haired, I don't know how he will feel." ”

"When technology really develops to that point, the problem of appearance is no longer a problem."

"You're right." Song Tang paused for a few seconds, and suddenly asked him, "You shouldn't have a girlfriend, right?" ”

Ji Rong was a little surprised that she would ask such an irrelevant question, and shook her head: "Not yet." ”

"What do you think of me?" Seeing Ji Rong frowning slightly, she smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong, I just want to know what you say about me." ”

"I don't usually judge people." Ji Rong replied.

"Do you think I'm a good girlfriend?" She was extremely frank, like she was chatting.

Ji Rong felt that she was a little abnormal today, and said lightly: "I haven't thought about the question you asked. ”

"Then you can think about it." She smiled, looking crisp and neat, "I want to be in a relationship with you." ”

"I'm sorry—"

She interrupted Ji Rong's words: "Don't refuse first, in fact, I don't have deep feelings for you, I just think you're good." You may think that this is ordinary and not enough to talk about the relationship between men and women, but it is not easy for me to think that a man is good. On the one hand, my father's height was there, and it was difficult for me to have a man in my eyes, and on the other hand, under my father's teachings, it was also difficult for me to trust others. Over the years, you've been the only person I've ever met that I'm willing to trust. I feel like I can try to relate to you. ”

Ji Rong didn't immediately say anything refused, but remembered Yun Qing. Yun Qing has been gone for a long time, she will never come back, does she really want to be single for the rest of her life?

He had never thought about this before, whether Yun Qing was there or not, he lived like this step by step, but at the moment his heart was entangled.

Ji Rong stood there concentratingly, obviously forgetting the woman who was standing in front of him, still waiting for his answer.

Seeing that he didn't refuse immediately, Song Tang showed a smile on his face, and his voice became cheerful: "Think about it again, see you next time." ”

Ji Rong came back to his senses, and Song Tang had already passed by him.

The sky after the snow was clear, Ji Rong looked at the flower bed through the floor-to-ceiling glass, and saw Yun Shu sitting motionless on the bench, the cold wind blowing the corners of her clothes, and she didn't realize it.

He hurriedly pushed open the glass door and walked to her in a few steps: "Why are you sitting here, your face is frozen red." He reached out and covered her face, and it was cold.

"I'm waiting for you." Yun Shu looked at him.

"You can wait inside." He couldn't help but raise his voice, and there was a sternness that he had never felt before, "Come on." ”

In fact, Yun Shu didn't feel cold, and she didn't know why she was sitting there, watching the professor talk to Song Tang, she didn't want to get closer, nor did she want to leave.

Ji Rong put her hand in his arms and covered it, and his tone became gentle: "Your physique is not very good, you are prone to colds when you get cold, you usually have to pay attention to protecting yourself." ”

"I see." Yun Shu replied in a low voice.

Covering her hand warmly, Ji Rongcai was shocked that such an action was a bit too intimate, he let go of Yun Shu's hand, and said lightly: "Let's go, go back and drink some hot water." ”

After a few days of fine weather, the snow had not completely melted away, and goose feathers began to fall again.

"There's been a lot of snow this year." Zhang Yue couldn't help but sigh.

"I love snow." Yun Shu said on the side.

Zhang Yue sighed: "The snow is so cold that I don't want to go out." ”

While the two were talking, Ji Rong came in from outside: "Let's get off work early today." ”

Zhang Yue was overjoyed and happily packed up her things.

Yun Shu walked up to Ji Rong and asked him, "Is there something you have to do today?" ”

Ji Rong smiled: "It's nothing, you can clean up too, we'll eat out today." ”

The place to eat is not far from home, Yun Shu has been with Ji Rong before, and the environment and taste are good. After eating, the waiter suddenly brought a birthday cake, and Ji Rong said to Yun Shu: "Happy birthday." ”

Yun Shu wondered.

"I don't know if you have a birthday, but last year, you came to me, so I will regard this day as your birthday in the future."

In the bright candlelight, Yun Shu looked at Ji Rong and asked him, "Then can I make a wish?" ”

"Absolutely."

Yun Shu clasped his hands, closed his eyes, silently made a wish, then opened his eyes, and said with a smile, "Okay." She blew out the candles.

Ji Rong cut a piece of cake for her, and Yun Shu ate it with relish.

Yun Shu never mentioned the words of marrying him that day, she was still as innocent and beautiful as ever, maybe she had really grown up, she didn't rely on him for everything like before. (To be continued.) )