Fog, white fog.

Yurong tried hard to open her eyes, but found that it was in vain, and she still couldn't see anything. She stood quietly in place, sensing the gentle footsteps of a person behind her, the corners of her lips rose slightly, and she took the jasmine flower on her sideburns that the person had just inserted for herself, and she smiled: "Son, why do you like jasmine so much?" ”

"Because I have always remembered that Jasmine's words are youthful and steadfast love." He smiled in a warm voice.

Yurong turned around, wanting to punish him for being naughty, but found that he was trembling with blood, she hurriedly helped him to hug him, and called his name in a panic: "Rong Jin, Rong Jin!" ”

She suddenly opened her eyes wide, stepped forward with a handkerchief, wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, and said softly: "Miss Yurong, how do you feel?" Does my heart still hurt badly? Shujie stayed by her bedside for more than an hour, and when she saw her screaming and grabbing the quilt, she was very nervous.

Yurong blinked, remembered what happened before he fell unconscious, and raised his head and asked, "Is he awake?" She only remembered that Rong Jin blocked the strings for herself, and then she cried so much that she seemed to complain about the equation.

Shu Xie shook his head and replied, "No." But Senior Tu has already connected the meridians, and the prince should wake up soon. ”

When Yurong heard this, she lifted the quilt and got up to put on her shoes.

Shu Xie stopped: "Miss Yurong, you should rest for a long time, there are Xin Li and Chi Qingyi guarding the world's side." ”

"Shujie, don't stop me." Yurong pushed away the hand of the surgical solution. Stubbornly put on his shoes and walked out.

No matter which one she woke up, she was both happy and sad, if Rong Yuan woke up. She has something to rely on, and since then she no longer has to worry about it, and the heart that has been hanging high in the air can be regarded as landing, and when Rong Jin blocked a fatal trick for herself, a heart seemed to fall straight into a pulp; If it was Rong Yuan who woke up, she was full of concern about Rong Yuan, and her heart was full of anxiety and anxiety about the future.

She walked out in such a conflicted mind.

The equation, which was looking up at the night sky sadly, suddenly stood up from the straw mat. He walked to Yurong's side with a big foot and said, "Little girl, are you better?" ”

Yurong was really in no mood to talk to him. She only felt that her mind was very confused, so she diǎn diǎn her head lightly, and then continued to walk towards another room with candles.

Equation Yi absolutely pulled the solution to the past with Yurong, and said pitifully: "Don't forget to promise me the three of you!" ”

Surgery to relieve shame. I don't know how he offended the good-natured Yurong. Ying said: "Seniors rest assured! If you find an opportunity, we will spare no effort to say good things to you! "As for when we will find the right opportunity, it depends on fate.

The equation is absolutely satisfying diǎn diǎn head, which gives the art liberation.

The farmer's room was very small, a candle stood lonely on the square table, illuminating the surrounding earthen walls, Chi Qingyi and Xin Lizheng leaned on the corner of the table alone, and their eyes fell on the person on the bed.

Yurong only felt that the corners of her eyes were wet, and she blinked. Biting his lower lip slightly, he walked to the side of the bed step by step.

"Let's all get out."

Chi Qingyi and Xin Li glanced at each other. I don't know if I want to stay or not.

Shu Xie sighed and said, "Miss Yurong, your own body is also very weak, we as slaves and maids can't let one sick master take care of another sick master, right?" ”

"I know," Yurong's voice was a little tired, "I know my own body, and it's not in the way." ”

Shu Xie was helpless, so he had to beckon the two of them out. The three of them closed the door, but they didn't dare to go far, and stood in front of the door like a scarecrow.

Equation Yiju's face was distressed, he pointed at the three of them with hatred, and his tone was painful: "Are you the rescuers sent to me by the monkeys!" ”

Shujie and Xin Li both looked confused, but Chi Qingyi reacted the fastest: "I'm an angry bird!" ”

"! Let you say a good word to me and let the little girl blast out for me, and you dare to say that you are an Angry Birds? Equation 1 was definitely half a head shorter than Chi Qingyi, he jumped up and knocked Chi Qingyi a chestnut.

Xin Li said weakly: "It's Miss Yurong who wants to do it herself, we haven't said good things to you yet" After getting along for a day, Xin Li felt that this legendary murderer was not so terrifying, but really an old naughty boy, so the tone of his speech became casual.

"I'm going to be moved to tears!" After the equation was finished, he gave Xin Li a bear hug like an octopus.

The solution was speechless and looked at the sky.

Yurong sat down on the edge of the bed, pinching his fingers with one hand and wiping the blood on his pale lips with the other. It was stained when Rong was close to her, Yurong's heart was sluggish, the fingertips that fell on his lips stopped, and then she slowly leaned down to imprint a kiss on his lips.

She sensitively smelled blood, and warm tears dripped down the corners of her eyes one by one, and landed on his pale face.

"Hmm, Rong"

Hearing his faint voice, Yurong was stunned for a moment, raised his head in surprise and looked at him, and said, "Are you awake?" ”

His eyes were as deep and powerful as the purest obsidian in the world, and the familiar smile on his face made her want to stop.

It was Rong Yuan, not Rong Jinyurong was startled by the idea that she popped up, and then she lowered her head and kissed him indiscriminately, his delicate chin, his lips as light as clouds in the sky, inch by inch, not at all.

Rong Yuan's eyes darkened, and he raised his arms to accept her kiss, and his slender hand gently patted her thin and thin back with reassuring strength.

"Rong'er, don't cry anymore."

Rong Yuan's voice is a refreshing breeze in a sultry summer night, a fresh bluegrass in a dull and lifeless valley, diǎn brightens her whole world.

Yurong buried it in his chest and said in a muffled voice, "Rong Yuan, you're finally back." ”

"Well, I'm back."

"Rong Yuan, I'm scared." I'm afraid that you'll never come back, I'm afraid of those unknown futures, and I'm spending every day without you in fear.

Rong Yuan stopped talking, combed with her hands, and shuttled freely through her black hair, from the ends of her hair to the ends, reverent and gentle, like the light that first illuminated the world in the morning.

"Rong Yuan, I love you." Yurong's tears fell on his broad chest one by one, listening to his heartbeat that did not match his own reason, and slowly said again: "Rong Yuan, I love you so much." (To be continued.) )

(I love my college)

[Thank you!] 】