Chapter 21: The Book Is Driven into Ink (3)

Ai Zhen walked back with an umbrella, and the wind and rain came, and the force almost penetrated the umbrella paper. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info her palms were sweaty, so slippery that she couldn't hold the handle of the umbrella. There was also a lack of sweat on his back, and when the cold wind blew on the back of his neck, the sweat became cold. In the night, the house was quiet, and there was no one to see all the way, she stopped to look back, in the vast wind and rain, in a trance, she suspected that she was in Lanruo Temple, and the sound of the rain became a soul groan, which made her shudder, and she turned around and did not think about it.

It was easy to walk to the courtyard, and when she crossed the threshold at the courtyard gate, she didn't know what she stepped on, and she slipped all of a sudden. The umbrella fell from his hand, and his whole body fell to the ground, struggling to get up, but he couldn't move. She wanted to shout, but her voice couldn't scream, and she could only make a string of angry sounds.

Her mind was still clear at this time, and people who could see clearly even the candle flame in the lantern could not be clear. The wind was so cold that my clothes were stained with sewage. But she couldn't shout, she was so anxious, as if she was scratching her heart. She was scared to lie in the muddy water, she was scared - so embarrassed!

Love is really scary, what will she do if no one comes to her again, no one else lifts her up. She began to tremble, and a clawless beast lurked in the night, forcing an unconscious growl in her throat, if that was a roar. The rain washed over her body, as if it was going to wash away what she cared about.

Finally, Mama Li came out of the house and saw a person lying in front of the courtyard door, so she hurriedly stepped forward to take a look, and was immediately startled. Li's mother was busy helping Aizhen, but her limbs had no strength, so Li's mother had to half-pull and half-support her on her back and send her into the bedroom.

Ai Zhen changed out of her wet clothes in a daze, and her hair was dried with a towel, making it easy for people to fall asleep in a comfortable environment. When I was half asleep and half awake, I always felt that someone was talking in my ear, but I couldn't wake up. I don't know how long she slept, she opened her eyes and saw Hye Jin sitting on the felt chair next to the bed with a magazine in her hand. The hazy sunlight poured in through the window, showing that the day had been sunny after the rain. The tent is snow-green, the bedding is pear-yellow, and all the bright color patches are peeled off. Only outside the window is Zhu Bi distinct, the wind and the sun are beautiful. And inside the window, there was a dead smell in the room, which really annoyed her.

Hui Zhen looked up by chance and saw that she was awake, and rushed over with wide eyes: "Third sister, you frightened me!" ”

She wondered, "What's wrong?" As soon as she spoke, she realized that her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if it had been made by a sick patient.

Hui Zhen said: "Don't you know? You had a fever last night, and the temperature went down this morning. It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and you've slept for most of the day! ”

She really didn't know, did she have a fever last night? Fortunately, I fell asleep and did not feel the torture of illness. As soon as she turned her head, she saw a kettle on the table, and said to Huizhen, "Pour me a glass of water." ”

Hui Zhen poured a teacup of warm water and handed it to her, she drank all the water in the cup, and felt much better in her spleen and stomach.

Hui Zhen asked with concern: "Third sister, I heard that Mother Li said that you fell in the yard last night, what did you go out to do at that time?" ”

She was a little blank and replied, "It's nothing, it's just that I feel bad and want to go out for a walk." ”

Hui Zhen leaned closer, lowered her voice and said, "Mother Li said, you may have hit something - something, maybe it is the soul of your grandmother." ”

When she smelled the fragrance on Hui Zhen's body, she felt very impulsive, so she subconsciously asked, "Have you changed your face fat?" ”

Hui Zhen stretched out his voice and complained: "Third sister, don't care about whether he is good or not. ”

She rolled her eyes: "If I really hit something, let's still talk about it here, isn't it even more taboo." She remembered the unusually broken string of beads last night, and she also had doubts in her heart, maybe it was really related to those silent things. Maybe the scene I saw was also a hallucination?

Then Ai Zhen replied to herself in her heart, it was not an illusion. She closed her eyes, her fingers rubbing her still hot eyelids, and listened to Hui Zhen's chatter. Her mind was empty, and her thoughts were churning, and she desperately needed something to fill her body, to fill in the lack of last night.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed to get up. I didn't stand firm at the first time, and I had this fever, and my legs and feet were soft. Ai Zhen didn't know how haggard she looked at this time, her face was pale, her lips were blue, and her eyes were bloodshot. Seeing her get up, Hui Zhen hurriedly grabbed her arm, and the two willow eyebrows were twisted together, "Third sister, what are you doing when you get out of bed?" Haosheng is lying on the bed, and I will ask someone to bring you porridge to eat. ”

She didn't know what she was getting out of bed for, she just didn't want to lie on the bed, which would definitely make her feel dead in the house. She looked out the window and said, "I want to go to the yard to bask in the sun." ”

Huizhen thought for a while and said, "Basking in the sun is good for your body, you sit down first, and I'll ask them to move a rocking chair for you." ”

When the maid moved the rocking chair to the porch and spread a blanket, she helped her to lie down on the rocking chair. She felt tightness in her chest and shortness of breath, but breathing in the fresh air outside, she felt much better. She said softly to Hye Jin, "I want to be obedient." ”

Seeing that Aizhen couldn't even lift the strength to speak, Huizhen sighed in her heart, how could she be so sick. also said in a soft tone: "Okay." ”

Hui Zhen went back to the room to mention the chatterbox, and at this time Xiang Yan walked into the courtyard and saw her lying on a rocking chair, hugging a thin embroidered satin quilt, looking very weak. He approached her and said to her daughter very caringly: "Aizhen, are you better?" ”

She just wanted to answer, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked, and she choked up, and then said slowly: "Dad, I feel much better." ”

Xiang Yan didn't think much about it, and said with a smile: "You have a good rest, my name is Huizhen to accompany you for the past two days, and I also asked a nurse to give you a nutrition injection for five days." ”

Hui Zhen walked out of the door and happened to hear this, his father told him to accompany the third sister well, which was not a big deal, but he was a little bitter in his heart, in his father's mouth, he seemed to be a companion forever. Still smiling on his face, he said, "Father, I will naturally take care of the third sister." ”

Xiang Yan still had a lot of trivial matters related to the funeral to deal with, so he asked a few more words and walked away. Hui Zhen put the conversation box next to the pillar, and the conversation box happened to be playing a Peking opera, but the tone was stuck.

Hui Zhen squatted down and knocked on the chatterbox, but there was still no sound, so he had to smile bitterly: "It seems that it is really in disrepair, this thing is broken!" Ai Zhen asked the maid to fetch the money and go out to buy a new phone box.

She said to Hui Zhen tiredly, "I want to stay here alone, you do your thing." ”

After a while, a local female nurse invited by the Xiang family came to give Aizhen an injection, but the nurse seemed to be very inexperienced and could not penetrate the veins after several punctures. After she finished the injection, Aizhen looked down and saw that there were four or five bruised needle holes on her arm, and said angrily: "I don't need you to get the injection tomorrow." ”

She just felt that everything was not going well for a day, and her heart was boring. When it was time for dinner, Ai Zhen tasted a few mouthfuls of porridge and lay down in bed to read a magazine. Mother Li suddenly entered the door and said, "Third Miss, the eldest master asked you if you have a friend surnamed Ye." ”