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Lying back on the bed, thinking about Mrs. An's words, Zhao Yang didn't feel sleepy for a while, and the mother and son of Chenmei next to him were still asleep, he turned his head to look at them, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but his heart slowly calmed down. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info (the most & strong abandonment less # fast ¥ update)

I don't know when the wind rises outside, the clouds go with the wind, and when the clouds are light, the moon will also show her face, and when the wind blows a cloudless sky, the full moon is completely revealed, giving off her radiance.

Although it was only a momentary situation, Zhao Yang felt a dazzling brightness in his mind, and then countless strange scenes quickly floated in front of him, until he saw himself standing there, facing a person with his mouth open and saying a word, he had a sense of déjà vu, and then thought about it, but wasn't it something that had just happened?

So, he also saw that the person standing opposite was Xiaoqiu, and the original unfamiliar scene was deducing the things between the two, without exception, Xiaoqiu fell as the ending, and a kind of realization rose in his heart, but the wind went by the clouds, and the outside just lit up, and the sky was covered by clouds again, and occasionally it would be bright, and his state just now disappeared.

I don't know when I fell asleep, I vaguely remember thinking about the bright moon soul that Mrs. An talked about, and then I didn't know anything, until my face was pressed by a warm and soft thing, and there was a stinky smell, he wrinkled his nose and opened his eyes, but Duoduo sat on his face, and Chenmei covered his mouth and smiled.

Holding Duoduo in one hand and supporting the bed with the other hand, he sat up, and when he saw that it was bright outside, he asked, "What time is it?" ”

Chenmei took a lot of them, sorted out his clothes and said, "What time are you asking?" We finished breakfast, and Master An said to let you sleep more...... What have you been doing lately, how have you slept for so long? ”

Zhao Yang thought about it and felt that it might be that he had been guarding against Xiaoqiu for a while, and he finally lifted this hidden danger last night, and his mind was relaxed. So I slept a little longer.

Sun Zhenxiang came in when he heard the movement, hugged Duoduo over, and said secretly: "You are young, your son is still growing, your body is important, pay attention to everything...... I'm going to get a hot meal, hurry up and eat! ”

Chenmei blushed when she was said, but she couldn't say anything, and waited for Sun Zhenxiang to go out with Duoduo in her arms. She twisted Zhao Yang's arm and said angrily: "It's all your fault, our mother thinks so much about us...... You heard it too, our mother said it, you pay attention to me. Don't make me look bad! ”

Zhao Yang smiled, let her screw it and didn't pretend to dodge, paused for a moment, and said, "You tell our mother that you won't eat breakfast." ”

Chenmei stopped, glanced at him, and reached out to touch his head. Concerned: "What's wrong?" Is it sick? ”

Zhao Yang shook his head and said, "Don't think about it, I'm fine...... You go out, I want to be alone and quiet. ”

His head is not hot either. The voice was clear, and it didn't look like a disease, and Chenmei didn't know what was wrong with him for a while, but Zhao Yang spoke very formally. After speaking, he took down the book he often reads from the top of the closet, sat at the desk and flipped through it.

Chenmei only thought of something to study, so he said hello and went out. And brought him the door.

Zhao Yang sat at the table, looking at the first volume of "The Book of Life and Death", in fact, he didn't need to look at it, all the things on it had been imprinted in his mind, and his mind was not on it at this time - during the time after waking up, he felt that something was in his heart, like a flower about to open, but there was always something missing, blocking its bloom!

Putting the book down, he walked back and forth in the house a few times, trying to touch the feeling in his heart, but the more he deliberately wanted to achieve it, the lighter the feeling became, so he took a deep breath, stopped thinking about it deliberately, opened the pen and paper, poured ink into the ancient inkstone given to him by Qin Lao, added water and grinded it evenly, and then began to write, the content was naturally "Getaway".

The whole text was written word for word, he moved his wrist, and then wrote a second time, it was a very pleasant feeling, as the pen moved, his mind was also moistened, this was the feeling he had always felt, but now he felt a sense of wrongness, even out of place, especially compared to the perception that had sprung up today.

After writing for the second time, he put down the pen and looked at the familiar words in front of him and the meaning of the pen in them, isn't this the first and middle volumes of the "Book of Life and Death"? It's all too familiar!

He stopped, looked at the pen and paper in front of him, and then picked up the pen again, not thinking about anything, but like a beginner, deliberately writing word by word, so that the words written naturally broke off the original continuous brushwork.

It's hard work, especially after slowing down, and it's a long process to finish nearly 2,000 words one by one......

After Chenmei went out, she didn't want to disturb him, she didn't want him to write in the house, and she didn't know what to do, but now that it was almost time for lunch, she had to go into the house, look behind him for a while, and then commented: "This word, why is it that the more you write, the more you regress?" Hey, I said Mr. Zhao, a famous doctor and calligrapher, it's time for lunch, do you stop for a meal? ”

Zhao Yang glanced at her, and then turned to the words on the paper, these words still had the original meaning at first, but at the end of writing, this feeling faded, which made him feel happy, so he spread out another piece of paper and began to write.

Seeing that Zhao Yang didn't hear it, Chenmei smiled and said, "Okay, no matter how hard you work, you have to eat, don't you?" ”

Zhao Yang continued to write word by word.

Chenmei put away her smile and said angrily: "Hey, it's okay, it's time to eat!" ”

Zhao Yang continued to write, but as if he heard it, he shook his head in response, and his hand still didn't stop.

Chenmei said angrily: "Okay, okay, you write as a meal!" With that, he walked out.

However, when the meal was brought to the table, she still walked in, gently pulled Zhao Yang's arm, and said, "Rest for a while, let's continue after eating." ”

Brushing, brushing, Zhao Yang's pen kept going, and his eyes were only staring at the table.

Chenmei was so angry that she said, "Talk, can't you eat yet?" ”

Zhao Yang said expressionlessly: "Don't eat!" ”

Chenmei didn't expect Zhao Yang to talk to her in such a tone, this was something that had never happened before! The grievances in my heart swelled up, and I couldn't help but say angrily: "Okay, if you don't eat—if you don't eat, you'll be hungry!" ”

When she came out of the house, Sun Zhenxiang came in with a plate of fried chicken legs and asked her, "Tell him to come out for dinner." ”

Chenmei packed up her emotions. smiled: "I'm still busy, I said I won't eat, I'll call him later!" ”

Sun Zhenxiang put the fried chicken thighs on the table and said, "Then how can you do it?" I didn't eat breakfast, can I still eat lunch? I've been in the house for a long time, and I'll see what he's doing! ”

Chenmei wanted to stop her, but she didn't, Sun Zhenxiang pushed open the door and stood at the door, and said, "You still can't eat?" ”

Zhao Yang only cares about writing. After a while, he shook his head.

Sun Zhenxiang said funny: "What's wrong? Are you going on a hunger strike? ”

Zhao Yang didn't respond, so she walked over, reached out to twist his ear, and told him to go out to eat, but this time her hand was half a circle. Zhao Yang still just wrote, and when she twisted it again, Zhao Yang impatiently pulled her hand away.

Sun Zhenxiang was suddenly annoyed, and Chenmei hurriedly stepped forward to pull her out, closed the door, and comforted: "Mom, Mom." Let's eat first, he doesn't know what comes to mind, let's not bother him! ”

Sun Zhenxiang was helpless, and it happened that Zhao Bingxing came back with Duoduo in his arms. She put down this stubble first, but still said Zhao Yang a good meal when she ate.

Chenmei echoed her words while looking into the room from time to time worriedly, thinking that Zhao Yang was indeed a little abnormal today. But when I first got up, it was normal!

After eating, she asked Sun Zhenxiang to take Duoduo to take a lunch break. She went into their bedroom and closed the door with her hand, for the door and window were closed, and the smell of paper and ink was in the room.

Walking to Zhao Yang's side, she brewed her emotions for a while, and said with a smile: "We've been writing for four or five hours, take a break and eat some food, okay?" ”

Saying that, she observed Zhao Yang's expression, reached out to shake his writing hand, did not resist but did not stop, she tried to grab his pen, Zhao Yang frowned, quickly glanced at her, and said, "Don't bother me!" ”

Judging from the reaction just now, it was a little like usual, and Chenmei smiled: "I didn't bother you, but what time is it, even if you are obsessed with writing, you always have to eat?" ”

This time Zhao Yang didn't react.

Seeing this, Chenmei turned to find out the reason for Zhao Yang's abnormal behavior today, so she asked with a smile: "Why did you suddenly remember to practice calligraphy today?" Your handwriting is already very good, didn't Feng Lao say it two days ago, saying that your handwriting is smooth, in one go, better than some professional calligraphers......"

She said as she observed Zhao Yang's reaction - he didn't react except for his eyes shining, which was a preoccupied look!

She sat down and carefully sorted out what happened yesterday and today, and it was certain that she was fine until she went to bed yesterday, why did she become like this today? Could it be that something happened last night? How is she not impressed?

By the way, when she said that he was lazy in bed this morning, Mrs. An said something to let him rest and not wake him up, but this is also normal talk!

There's really nothing else to do!

She thought hard for a while, and saw that Zhao Yang was still writing there, drawing by stroke, and opened her mouth several times, but she didn't know what to say, so she went out and poured a cup of tea and put it on the table, looked at him and said, "Drink some water?" ”

Zhao Yang's eyes moved, but he was soon immersed in writing again.

"Okay, don't keep writing, talk to me for a while?"

"Our sister-in-law is about to give birth, and the eldest brother means to let you deliver the baby, what are your plans? Smooth delivery is good for the child, you don't think there is any obstacle, you are a doctor, aren't you? I don't have to see a doctor when I go to the hospital, and it's a skin preparation and a side cut......"

"You drink some water, don't eat, always drink some water?"

"I've been writing for so long, you don't eat, you don't drink water, take a break?"

"Hey, don't write it, you see, our mother is taking a nap with her arms today, just the two of us here, it's ......"

"What were you going to do last night? If you go to bed obediently at this time, I will promise you, count down to five, and if you don't come, there will be no such good thing! Five, four, three, two......"

……

Let her do her best, know with affection, move with reason, and tempt her with sè, but Zhao Yang seemed to be fascinated, just bowed her head and wrote, she became more and more anxious, more and more afraid, and tears began to flow.

Afraid that Sun Zhenxiang and the others would be worried, and Mrs. An happened to be a doctor, Chenmei hurriedly called her and said, "Master An, come back and take a look, Zhao Yang seems to be a magic barrier!" ”

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