One night, Shi Mo stayed in the hospital to accompany his brother, and Shi Qian saw that Shi Mo was there, so he asked Qin Yumeng to go back to the school dormitory to rest. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Shi Mo remembered that when Qin Yumeng was leaving, he wanted to stop talking, and the doubts in his heart became even heavier.

What happened to Shi Qian? I tried to talk to him several times during the night, but he diverted the topic, as if he didn't want to get involved in it.

But Shi Qian is his brother, and he was beaten like this, if he didn't figure out what was going on, he would let himself go back to Shenzhen in a daze, which was not Shi Mo's style.

Even if he goes back to Shenzhen, he can't let go of this heart after all, no matter what, he has to figure out the reason for the matter, if his brother loses, he can apologize on his behalf, if not, then no matter who beats his brother, I will knock off three pieces of meat on his body.

Shi Mo lay next to his brother's hospital bed at night, thinking silently.

The next morning, Shi Mo woke up early, and saw that Shi Qian was still asleep, so he gently put on his clothes, washed his face and brushed his teeth briefly, and then came to the remote and empty grass of the hospital to practice his boxing skills.

This is Shi Mo's habit, in his previous life, he died prematurely because he exercised less, in this life he didn't want to follow in the footsteps of his previous life, when he was lying on the hospital bed, the most regrettable thing was that because the business was too busy, he lacked exercise, in this life, he didn't dare to have the slightest slack in exercise.

"Little brother, are you fighting Nanquan?" When Shi Mo was sweating profusely, an old man in his fifties and sixties looked at Shi Mo and asked with a smile.

"Well, yes, the old man also knows about Nanquan?" Shi Mo stopped what he was doing, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and nodded and asked.

"I know a little, but not much, looking at the little brother's southern boxing, it seems that the fire is not low!" The old man said with some surprise.

"I learned a few tricks from random people, and I beat them blindly." Shi Mo shook his head lightly and said with a smile.

"Listen to the accent, the little brother shouldn't be from Shanghai, right?" The old man looked up and down at Shi Mo, who was standing opposite, and asked curiously.

"Huh...... You are really good eyesight, I just came from Shenzhen yesterday, and I have nowhere to go, so I will exercise here casually. Shi Mo took out the towel pinned to his waist, wiped his face, and said with a smile.

"I guess too, only people in the south can learn this kind of realm of southern boxing at such a young age, I don't know who the little brother learned?" The old man looked at Shi Mo, nodded, and then asked.

"I don't know who the old gentleman is, why is he so interested in Nanquan?" Shi Mo frowned slightly, and said lightly.

"I'm a retired old man, and I'm interested in Nanquan because I have a lot of roots with it." Seeing that Shi Mo was wary of him, the old man shook his head with a smile and said with a sigh.

"Oh, I don't know what the relationship between the old gentleman and Nanquan is?" Shi Mo looked at the mysterious old man opposite and said suspiciously.

"When I was young, I was in the Buddha San, and I learned Nanquan, but my own qualifications were limited, and I didn't succeed when I was old, and then I went to the sea to do business when I was old, and then I went to the sea to do business, and now I think about it 20 years ago." The old man looked at Shi Mo and said with a sigh.

"It turns out that the old gentleman also learned Nanquan, and today it seems that I have met my seniors, and I am disrespectful and disrespectful." Shi Mo clasped his hands into fists, saluted respectfully, and said.

"Little brother is polite, if it comes to southern boxing, I'm not as proficient as you, I'm really ashamed, I don't know when the little brother has time, and I hope to give me some advice?" The old man looked at Shi Mo expectantly and said sincerely.

Shi Mo understands the guidance in the old man's mouth, in fact, it is to find a time to learn, this is the opponent that the warrior meets, it is more polite to say, some short-tempered martial artists, seeing that you have martial arts, the heart of the competition, maybe you don't ask about thirty-seven twenty-one, attack directly, of course, no matter what kind of thing, it is a trouble for Shi Mo.

Shi Mo practiced martial arts for self-preservation, or the ability to protect the people around him, and later followed his senior brothers and sisters, and evolved into a survival skill, and now he has returned to normal society, Shi Mo is really unwilling, and there is too much entanglement with these martial artists.

I still have too many things to do, too many plans to arrange, if I fight with this martial artist today and fight with that martial artist tomorrow, then my life will be completely disrupted.

"Old man, I've learned to be a fur, I beat me indiscriminately, I really don't dare to give advice, I'll leave first if there's nothing to do." After Shi Mo finished speaking, he didn't wait for the old man to answer, and left this secluded corner directly.

The old man looked at Shi Mo's distant back, his eyes became sharper and sharper, and he muttered in his mouth: "Who is his disciple, so young, the cultivation of Nanquan is not under me, could it be that there was a cold-faced silver fox with a supreme genius three years ago, and now a second one is about to be born?" ”

The old man didn't know that this young man who was gradually moving away was the cold-faced silver fox of the supreme genius in his mouth.

"Brother, it's time for breakfast." Shi Mo carried the breakfast he bought, and said as soon as he arrived in the ward.

"You kid got up pretty early, but you bought breakfast late." Shi Qian looked up at Shi Mo, then leaned on the hospital bed and ate breakfast, and said with a smile.

"Sister Qin, you're here, it seems that I bought more than breakfast." Shi Mo raised the preserved egg and lean porridge in his hand, looked at Qin Yumeng, who was feeding Shi Qian porridge, and smiled suggestively.

"I just came, too, and the one on the table was bought for you." Qin Yumeng glanced at the breakfast on the table and said softly.

"That's okay, you don't eat me and sweep it all alone, so as not to waste it, my stomach is not small." Shi Mo said with a grin.

"It's best for you kid to eat it, so as not to let Yumeng take it and throw it away again, and spoil other people's minds." Shi Qian said to Shi Mo with a smile while enjoying the services of the goddess.

"I was wrong, I won't buy breakfast tomorrow, just wait for Sister Qin's breakfast to come, I believe that brother, you are still more willing to eat the breakfast that Sister Qin bought." Shi Mo came to the small iron table, opened the lunch box, and said while eating.

Qin Yumeng blushed and lowered her head, ignoring the two brothers' bickering, and sent the porridge into Shi Qian's mouth one by one, as if to hide the shyness on her face.

Shi Mo saw Shi Qian's happy appearance, and it was obvious that his brother fell in love, and what he liked was the Qin Yumeng in front of him, as for whether Qin Yumeng liked his brother, Shi Mo put a question mark in his heart.

I'm afraid that Qin Yumeng put down his body and took care of Shi Qian so much, and Shi Qian was beaten this time, and he definitely couldn't get rid of it.

Did she do this to defend the person who beat Shi Qian, or was it because of the guilt in her heart?

In other words, she also has a certain amount of love for Shi Qian, if Guang Guang is the person who wants to defend Shi Qian, with Shi Qian's current stupid appearance of loving her, it should be a matter of one sentence, can it be said that there are both? Shi Mo looked at the two people in front of him, thinking about it while eating porridge.