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Walking out of the kitchen with a bowl of porridge on her plate, Chenmei took a deep breath with a smile on her face, and then walked into the house, and when she reached the bedroom door, she paused for a moment before reaching out to push the door open-she thought, maybe as soon as the door opened, Zhao Yang would look over and smile at her as usual, or make out with her when closing the door......

But just like yesterday, Zhao Yang was engrossed in writing and writing, and the dishes on the table were all cold, but none of them had been moved. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She took her eyes off the dish and looked at Zhao Yang's face, he hadn't closed his eyes for a day and a night, but his face didn't show a trace of tiredness, and there was no bloodshot in his eyes, as if he was just practicing here for a while while he got up early, if he didn't look at the thick pile of paper in his hand!

She adjusted her mood again and said with a smile: "Zhao Yang, I just boiled a pot of your favorite pumpkin millet porridge, can you drink a bowl?" ”

Still writing, still without the eye contact she was expecting.

She walked closer and looked at the words Zhao Yang was writing, "...... If the accumulation of wind is not thick, then its negative wings are also weak. Therefore, 90,000 miles is the wind in the bottom, and then it is the wind today; Those who carry the blue sky and Mo is dying, and then he will now ...... Tu Nan"

If it weren't for his current state, it would be a very nice pleasure to see his writing and the process of writing, as if he could see his character and temper from the lines of these words, natural and chic, and he was with him at first, and he was reluctant to leave him after a long time, and he would never be annoyed with him!

Placing the porridge on the far corner of the table, Chenmei picked up the spoon and stirred the porridge, the strong fragrance of millet mixed with the sweet fragrance of pumpkin wafted out with the heat, which immediately made the mouth relish, scooped up a spoonful, and blew the hot air. "Drink it while it's hot, right?" ”

No response.

Chenmei tested the temperature with her lips and said with a smile: "Then I'll feed you!" You don't have to do anything, just open your mouth and drink - that's all right, right? ”

After speaking, she didn't see Zhao Yang's reaction, so she looked at his expression while sending the spoonful of porridge to his mouth, and said, "You smell it, well, it's so fragrant!" This is your favorite pumpkin millet porridge, take a sip, right? Just take a sip first, okay? ”

The spoon was placed next to Zhao Yang's mouth. His eyelids didn't blink, and when they touched his lips, he finally reacted and shook his head slightly.

When Chenmei saw it, her heart was shocked. Widening his eyes, he said with great joy: "Do you want to drink it after a while, or do you not like to drink this porridge?" Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you! ”

But Zhao Yang didn't move again, his eyes just stared at the paper and pen on the table.

Chenmei waited for a while, the look in her eyes dimmed again, and she saw that the porridge was almost cold. She put it back again, stirring the spoon unconsciously, and then laughed again: "I usually want me to feed you with a dead face, but now you want to drink it." I tell you, don't think about it in the future! ”

Waited for a while, but there was no movement.

She looked to the door, which was closed. She said softly: "Then I'll feed you with my mouth, can you drink a little...... If you don't speak, you agree. If you dare not drink it for a while, hum, you don't drink it! ”

took a mouthful of porridge in her mouth, and without letting her right hand move, she walked to the left, pulled away his left hand and put it into Zhao Yang's arms, and then looked up at his expression while looking up and sent it over.

With his lips touching, Zhao Yang's eyes moved, but he still didn't look at her, just leaned over slightly and sniffed her face, then shook his head again, hugged her and pushed her away.

Although just a light sniff on her face pushed her away, but two years of husband and wife, eating at the same table during the day and sleeping together at night, Chenmei could already clearly feel Zhao Yang's subtle emotional changes, and this time she was sure that he was conscious!

She was in a hurry to speak, opened her mouth to spit out the porridge, reacted and swallowed her stomach, then looked at Zhao Yang's eyes and said, "Are you ...... Doing something important and don't want us to bother? ”

Zhao Yang blinked, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Chenmei's worries disappeared, she looked at the sunlight shining in through the gap in the curtains, and then at the neatly folded quilt, she calmed down, and thought of Zhao Yang and Mrs. An learning Requiem, and then she had an idea in her heart, and said: "Since we are doing something important, then we won't bother you, but there must always be a degree of doing things!" You see that now it's been a day and a night, and we don't eat or drink, how worried we are, aren't we? ”

After saying this, seeing that Zhao Yang didn't respond again, she wrinkled her nose at him, and said, "Okay, I won't say it, let's make an appointment, just noon today, you have to stop then, okay?" ”

Zhao Yang waved his left hand directly.

Chenmei laughed and said, "Hey, okay, I'm annoyed now?" Okay, don't go to my bed when you get annoyed......"

Seeing that Zhao Yang's expression was already a little impatient, she didn't say more, and walked out with porridge, two bowls of leftovers, and a steamed bun.

As soon as she went out, Sun Zhenxiang hurriedly asked, "How is it?" He didn't eat at all?! This bastard, he's trying to piss me off......"

Seeing that she was about to push the door in, Chenmei hurriedly blocked her with her arm and said, "Mom, don't worry, listen to me...... You can help me get these two bowls, don't drop them. ”

Sun Zhenxiang took the two bowls of dishes and said anxiously: "What are you talking about, he is like this, can I not be in a hurry?" ”

Chenmei helped her sit down at the table and said, "I went in just now and talked to him, he reacted, he just didn't want to be disturbed...... I feel that his appearance is fine, it should be what Master An said, he is thinking about an important question, and he is fascinated for a while......"

Sun Zhenxiang frowned and said, "What can you think about?" I haven't eaten for a day and a night! ”

Mrs. An walked in with porridge at this time, and said gently: "Now Zhao Yang has no problem at all, we don't have to be in such a hurry, right?" ”

Sun Zhenxiang sighed and said sadly: "Can I not be in a hurry?" Seeing Zhao Bingxing walking in with Duoduo in her arms, she waved her hand again and said, "Forget it, let's eat, it's himself who doesn't eat and starve!" ”

Chenmei is in a much better mood now, and after thinking about it, she said, "Mom, he doesn't want us to disturb him, let's not go over first, he has already figured it out, right?" ”

Sun Zhenxiang pulled off a piece of steamed bun and said, "It's not for the sake of Duoduo and Xiaoxi, who wants to care about him?" Eat and eat, and call Xiaoxi back at noon, I haven't seen anything strange for a day......"

Soon it was noon again, and although Sun Zhenxiang didn't care about Zhao Yang, he still picked up his taste and made a large table of dishes, but he still didn't eat a bite.

Sun Zhenxiang was naturally not at ease, and called Feng Lao again, Zheng Xuhui also came back, and also called him, hearing about this, Dean Xie Jinhui also rushed over with an assistant, and then Qin Lao also came over.

From the complexion and pulse, the absolute national player Feng Lao came to the conclusion that everything was normal, and Qin Lao also stepped forward to touch Zhao Yang's neck vein, and found that his heartbeat was particularly slow, but it beat particularly strongly, which was a phenomenon that only existed when he went through the baptism of war and entered the realm of martial arts - this is naturally a good thing!

Only Xie Jinhui's assistant suggested that he could inject diazepam drugs.

Mrs. An frowned, glanced at Zhao Yang, and didn't say anything, and then the assistant walked to Zhao Yang with a syringe, and just about to rub alcohol on his neck, the person was kicked from the bedroom to the living room!

After appeasing this assistant who had not actually been hurt much, Sun Zhenxiang and the others were somewhat relieved.

However, it was afternoon again, and it was evening again, Zhao Yang still didn't eat or drink, Sun Zhenxiang didn't know how many times he went in and out of Zhao Yang's bedroom, and then came out to find trouble with Zhao Bingxing - a family, she was willing to say Zhao Bingxing and Zhao Yang.

Chenmei was also worried, but Sun Zhenxiang looked like this, she had to calm down, especially Zhao Yang Although he hadn't eaten for two days, his complexion remained the same, so after sending Chen Dujiang and the others away, she persuaded Sun Zhenxiang to sleep, and then she sorted out what Zhao Yang wrote.

Mrs. An also sat on the side and sorted out together, looked at her watch, and said to Chenmei: "You can rest, by the way, you will go to sleep in my house tonight?" ”

Chenmei said with some confusion: "Why? ”

Mrs. An smiled and said, "Listen to me, this is good for you." ”

Since three o'clock this afternoon, she has clearly felt that Zhao Yang's soul has fluctuated fiercely, which is basically a good thing for him, but with his powerful soul, sleeping next to him may not be a good thing!

Chenmei thought that Zhao Yang followed Mrs. An to learn Requiem, she had seen the twelve painting scrolls, and she couldn't understand it at all, maybe there was something between them that was inconvenient for outsiders to watch, so she agreed.

At this time, as the writing became smoother and smoother, Zhao Yang's soul became more and more lively, his mind moved, and the original text of "Getaway" flowed out of his heart like water, down his arm to his fingers, and finally turned into words gathered on the paper, and the words on the paper came into his eyes as if he was alive, confiding and interpreting him.

Not to mention that when he first came into contact with this article, he knew something about it, just to see it appear in front of him in the form of "The Book of Life and Death", he didn't know how many times he had read it, and he already knew it by heart.

But now, all the words seem to be alive in his heart, Beiming, Kun, Peng, Nine Thousand Miles...... One word after another appeared in his heart, as if he was about to turn into something, but it seemed that something was missing and he couldn't come out of his heart!

This feeling was like a fish in his throat, he put down the pen, sat quietly for a while, failed to comprehend it, and walked back and forth in the room, still unable to break through.

I don't know how long I walked, but before I could break through, the three hurries came—it was okay if he didn't come, but when he came, he was still in a hurry, so he hurriedly took the paper and ran out.

When he came out of the toilet, he suddenly felt refreshed, and he suddenly had an inspiration for the words that flew around like summer moths in his heart!

He walked quickly into the house, and in the corner of his eyes he saw that the east was red, and it was another early morning!