Yang Lin had a dream.

I went back to the dilapidated Taoist temple and stood under the dead tree. There is no white-bearded old way, and there is no cheerful little yellow dog, only the withered yellow weeds undulating in the wind, and the jackdaws croaking, bleak and sad.

Faces flashed in front of him, men and women, old and young.

He saw the dazzling fireworks, the heavily armed robbers, Xiao Yin's pure and pretty smile, and Jia Yuyao's gentle and watery eyes

Then, as if he heard that gunshot again, blood splattered from his chest, and his heart began to sink and sink and and down, and so on, without end, without light, only endless darkness

He wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound, he wanted to struggle, but he didn't have the strength, and fear was like an endless abyss, swallowing him.

Suddenly, a drop of cool liquid falls on the face, is it rain? Or Ganquan? He stuck out his tongue and licked it, bitter, astringent, yes - tears?

The strength suddenly returned to his body, he tried to open his eyes, and saw a picturesque face, beautiful eyes like water, a drop of crystal clear and pearl-like tears, slowly sliding from the ** soft face, falling on his face, cool, bitter, heartbreaking

Jia Yuyao saw Yang Lin's open eyes for the first time, and for a while ecstasy was like a beast rushing into her heart, and the pearl-like tears turned into pouring bead curtains in an instant.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly, caressed this thin and delicate face, suppressed the joy in her heart, and said softly: "You finally woke up, how do you feel?" ”

Yang Lin's head was still a little drowsy, but he could see that the worry and affection in those autumn-like eyes were so thick that they couldn't be dissolved, and a joy slowly flowed in the bottom of his heart. With all his strength, he squeezed out a stiff smile. Split his chapped lips, but he couldn't speak, only "ho-ho" in his throat.

Jia Yuyao hurriedly stretched out her little hand to caress his cheek and comforted: "Don't worry, don't worry, don't speak." Then he turned around and shouted, "Doctor! Doctor! ”

Yang Lin exerted his strength, and found that he couldn't move a finger all over his body, and a huge pain passed into his brain, and he fainted again.

I don't know how long it took, when Yang Lin opened his eyes again, he saw the ceiling of **, and the sunlight outside the window came in through the window, showing a light and shadow in the void. His fingers moved, and a soft and slender touch came, and he tilted his head slightly, and saw Jia Yuyao sitting on a chair, his upper body lying on his left hand side and sleeping soundly. A green silk was draped on the white sheets, with his face sideways, sleeping soundly. But the pair of beautiful eyebrows were frowning tightly, and their long eyelashes couldn't stop shaking, obviously not sleeping peacefully. Yang Lin's hand was tightly grasped in her heart, like some kind of treasure, for fear that it would suddenly fly away.

Yang Lin smiled, looking at Jia Yuyao's delicate and beautiful face, a strong tenderness and pride rose in his heart. This beautiful girl is the only one he has ever had the desire to get married. The woman who looks at her, from the first time she sees her, wants to spend her life with her. Yang Lin is a flowery person, he only likes women, but he never knows what love is.

Now he kind of understands that when you are old and have gray hair, the person who sits by the fire and snuggles up to you is your lifelong partner. Love is not a landslide and the earth cracks, winter thunder and summer rain and snow, it is a kind of spiritual perception and the taste of life. You will give all the good things to her willingly, and you will be happy when she is happy. You will hope that when death is unstoppable, she will die before you, because then the grief will be left to you and she will leave with comfort and blessings.

Love is selfless, it only needs to give, it does not ask for anything in return. Even if you look at her quietly like this at this moment, there will be a strong sense of happiness and satisfaction in your heart, quiet and serene.

Yang Lin moved his upper body slightly, feeling that the wound was no longer so painful, so he slowly raised his right hand, wanting to ** the black and smooth hair, and her ** delicate cheeks.

But why can't you lift your hand? Yang Lin only felt that his entire right arm was heavy, and with a little force, the wound would be involved and there was a faint pain. What's going on? He twisted his head to the other side in a daze, and saw the same posture, the same beautiful face, sleeping with his right hand in his arms.

Li Yunfei?

Yang Lin blinked, confirming that he was not mistaken. Could it be that this girl is also the same as Jia Yuyao, and has been here all the time? After thinking about it, she was relieved, after all, she was her savior.

I have to admit that Li Yunfei is also very beautiful, the best kind, and Jia Yuyao can be said to have their own merits, on par. Especially when I'm asleep now, it's quiet and gentle, and the red lips that are slightly pursed because of the posture reveal a hint of innocence and naughtiness, which is much cuter than when I'm awake. Yang Lin couldn't help but think of the song: "I'd rather look at you and sleep so quietly than be as ruthless as you break up when you wake up." ”

Yang Lin wanted to laugh a little, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the wound was a sharp pain, and he coughed loudly.

The two women were awakened in an instant, and they said in unison: "Does it matter?" It seemed that he found that the synchronous reaction with the other party was a little strange, and at the same time he turned his head and shouted in unison: "Doctor! ”

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Yang Lin's physique is different from ordinary people, and when others can't get out of the hospital bed for two or three months, he can go for a walk in the garden in two weeks. The bullet entered his chest, penetrated his chest, and passed between his liver and spleen, and it was as if he had been hit.

On the first Spring Festival after rebirth, Yang Lin spent it in the hospital. Accompanied by beautiful women, there is no desolation and feeling of "thinking of relatives every festival".

Jia Yuyao and Li Yunfei served for many days without undressing, describing themselves as haggard, and were driven home by Yang Lin to rest. He was a little puzzled, Jia Yuyao was just that, occasionally a silent glance between the two of them, they could clearly feel each other's affection. But what's going on with Li Yunfei? This girl rushes to do everything, she has no sharp teeth, tender like water, gentle **. And everything was tried his best to perform, which made Jia Yuyao smile wryly and speechless from time to time. It even made Yang Lin have a weird feeling, just like the concubines around the ancient emperors competing for favor?

I have to say that when this word popped up in Yang Lin's mind, he imagined a fragrant picture at the same time, in the picture, Jia Yuyao had an elegant temperament, natural beauty, Li Yunfei had bright eyes and bright teeth, charming and colorful, and the two big beauties were shy and timid, and they wanted to refuse to welcome Yang Lin.

"Hey, what do you want?" Zhao Yazhi walked beside him, carefully holding Yang Lin's arm and taking a walk in the garden.

Yang Lin looked at Zhao Yazhi's beautiful face and sighed: "I'm thinking, how did this stinky boy named Yang Lin cultivate the blessings in his previous life?" It was really lucky to be able to get the favor of Zhao Damei."

"Really?" Zhao Yazhi looked at him with a smile: "It's not just me, but also Miss Jia Er, Sister Li, isn't it just **luck?" It's just against the sky. This person, there is a certain number of blessings that can be enjoyed, and if you don't ask for it, look at you, you will be rewarded, right? ”

Yang Lin was suddenly a little embarrassed, her relationship with Jia Yuyao is now known to the world, but she is still ambiguous with Zhao Yazhi, and there is always some guilt, but Zhao Yazhi has never asked anything, and he can't say anything. Yang Lin opened his mouth to speak, Zhao Yazhi seemed to know what he was going to say, and quickly stretched out his little hand to cover his mouth, there was some panic in his expression, there was a trace of begging in his eyes, he bit his red lip and said, "Don't speak, okay?" I'm afraid that what you say will break my heart. ”

Yang Lin was silent.

Zhao Yazhi smiled lightly, with endless grievances: "I know you like Jia Yuyao, but I just want to ask you, do you like me too?" ”

Yang Lin nodded. He can't deny that Jia Yuyao's position in his heart is irreplaceable, but he also likes Zhao Yazhi. This is probably a common problem of men, right? Eating the pot and thinking about the pot, I can't wait for all the dishes on this big table to be eaten by myself. In his previous life, Yang Lin was such a bastard, with three twists and four moves, ** countless. Now that he has met Jia Yuyao, this woman who seems to be his destined woman, his thoughts are changing.

But there are some words, how to say them?

Zhao Yazhi sighed softly, leaned on Yang Lin's shoulder, and her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly: "I don't care what you think, I just want to tell you that I am completely disappointed in my marriage, and I am not extravagant." I just want to be by your side, and to be content to see you when I miss you. I don't care about fame, I don't even care who you love more in your heart, as long as I know that you still like me, I won't leave. ”

Her words were very light, light and even a little erratic, but they knocked a hammer in Yang Lin's heart. Love and righteousness are entangled, and the beauty is gracious, is it lucky? Or is it unfortunate?

He could only smile bitterly: "Isn't that very wronged you?" ”

"How so? Even if I am really wronged, I am willing, and I have nothing to do with others. Zhao Yazhi smiled sweetly, looked at Yang Lin lovingly, stretched out her slender jade hand and gently ** the delicate face that made her obsessed and sinking: "Besides, you are destined to be the dragon among the people, Xingyun Buyu, how can I be the only confidant by my side?" So, even if I do your **, I won't**. ”

Yang Lin hurriedly coughed dryly, this embarrassment, Zhong Chuhong's pretty face that charmed all beings couldn't help but appear in his mind, and he sighed: "It seems that I am destined to be a bastard!" ”

Zhao Yazhi pursed her lips, smiled and did not speak.

"Hehe, who dares to say that you Yang Daxia is a bastard? It's just impatient to live, it's useless to hold a gun! ”

Yang Lin turned around and saw Zhou Yan Shi Ran wearing glasses standing not far behind them, smiling all over his face.

Yang Lin had a dark face: "Although I respect you very much, I still have to remind you, didn't you learn when you were in school, and it's very rude to eavesdrop on people's words?" (To be continued.) )