In the silent night sky, the stars are dotted, the bright moon hangs high, and the clear moonlight pours in Jianghai City, like a hazy gauze coat, with the mottled neon lights on the ground, the whole city is rendered as if it is day, a noisy small street, and rows of shops on both sides are full of guests, or passers-by who go to play, becoming lively and lively, a boiling scene.

But not all places are as noisy as day, like ordinary residential areas have become quiet, and rich residential areas are even quieter, and even a few frogs are extremely difficult to hear.

In the villa community, in a villa, Fang Yu sat in the living room and had dinner with Cheng Qingqing. Dinner was made by him, eight dishes and one soup, full of color, flavor and flavor, and it is still Qingqing's favorite dish.

But today, when Cheng Qingqing was halfway through eating, he put down his chopsticks, raised his head to look at Fang Yu, and asked weakly: "Brother Fang Yu, can you do me a favor, well, just a small favor." At this point, he stretched out a small white hand and gestured with his index finger and thumb.

Fang Yu glanced at it strangely, but soon, he laughed heartily and asked, "Say, what's the busy?" As long as it's not excessive, I can help you, your brother is now more capable than before. ”

Cheng Qingqing hurriedly said: "There is a classmate in my class named Lin Xuan, he is very good, and the classmates in the class like him very much, but his health has not been very good recently, and he has not come to school much, I asked his classmates, it seems that his body has something very troublesome, and there will be no way to come to school for a while, I heard my classmates say that the disease is almost incurable, I think brother, you have the ability, you can cure me, then you should be sure." Heal him. ”

When Fang Yu heard this, he remembered that the date written on his invitation envelope was two days later, and tomorrow was Saturday, he could accompany Cheng Qingqing to take a look, and it would not be affected by any delay, so. Fang Yu nodded and agreed to help with this.

Cheng Qingqing was very happy when she heard this, and wanted to stand up and kiss Fang Yu, but was blocked by Fang Yu, Fang Yu glared, stretched out his hand a little unhappily, and gently slapped Cheng Qingqing's forehead: "Qingqing, you are not small now, why are you still so big or small." Remember that there is a difference between men and women, even if it is an older brother, understand? ”

Cheng Qingqing pouted with a pink and tender mouth, and looked at Fang Yu with a pair of big eyes aggrievedly, but when he saw that he let go of his hand, he still went up with a smile and kissed Fang Yu's face.

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In the early morning, a ray of morning glow pierced the eastern and western skylines, tearing through the early morning mist. The whole community is like a golden coat, shining with golden light. It's like a beautiful picture.

After Fang Yu got up and washed, he dressed up in front of the person-high floor-to-ceiling mirror in his house, and he was surprised to find that he had changed quite a lot if he didn't look at it for a while. The facial features are a lot more handsome, and the height has quietly risen again, and now the net height is also one meter six, although the figure does not look burly, but it is also very strong. With a snow-white shirt and suit, it brings out that kind of confidence and indifferent temperament, if it is placed in the general crowd, it is definitely a very eye-catching existence.

Fang Yu couldn't help but smile when he looked at his appearance, and after finally making sure that there was nothing missing, he took Cheng Qingqing to the area where her classmate lived. On the way, Fang Yu inquired, knowing that her classmate lived in the literary block in the north, because the road surface in that place was not particularly spacious, Fang Yu parked the car on one side on a lively street in front of him, and gave the old man who looked at the car two yuan, and asked him to help take a look, the old man's body was a little thin, and his thin body frame looked like a gust of wind could blow it down, but his eyes were particularly bright, brighter than many young people, which also made Fang Yu remember him.

Leaving the noisy commercial street, Fang Yu walked towards the literary district, he turned a corner, after walking into the literary district, he was a little surprised, at first glance it seemed to have walked into the taste of the peach blossom forest, and the noisy environment inside and the commercial street outside formed a strong contrast.

The bluestone road is basically the old blue bricks and blue tiles, and there is a strong fragrance of books everywhere. And this street, Fang Yu listened to Qingqing talking, and knew that it was originally a relatively famous historical district in Jianghai City, because it has maintained its original appearance and has not changed, it has transformed into the current cultural district. He took a look and found that there were a lot of shops on both sides of the community, with simple shapes, basically selling the four treasures of the study, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, etc., at a glance, it was full of cultural atmosphere, so that Fang Yu subconsciously liked this area.

He looked around for a while, then went to the store to buy some things, and then stepped on the bluestone road, and followed Qingqing to a place called Crescent Moon Bookstore, Fang Yu looked inside the threshold, a thin boy was sitting on the counter, fiddling with the computer with his hand, and seemed to be settling accounts.

He looks very good, obviously a boy, but he has a baby face like the silly and cute heroine in the anime, with slender and slender eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and big eyes, but his skin is slightly pale, and he seems to have not come out to bask in the sun for a long time, and his lips also have a trace of abnormal white, as if he has been smeared with flour, which makes people understand at a glance that he should be sick.

Fang Yu saw the appearance on his body, there were some shabby and faded, and there was a big hole in a shirt inside, but it was sewn up, and the sewing technique was excellent, if it wasn't for Fang Yu, I'm afraid that other people wouldn't be able to see that it was sewn inside.

When he saw this, he remembered that Qingqing had mentioned that his family environment was very ordinary, not very rich. At this time, he walked in with Cheng Qingqing, and when he heard footsteps, Lin Xuan raised his head, and saw the person with a pair of dark eyes, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Cheng Qingqing, why did you come to my house?" ”

Cheng Qingqing smiled and showed her little tiger teeth, and said cutely: "I heard that you are sick, so I want to bring my brother over to see you, my brother is a miracle doctor, and there is no disease that cannot be cured." This time, you have to thank my brother. By the way, and thank me, otherwise my brother wouldn't have come. ”

When Fang Yu heard this, he just smiled slightly, and nodded to Lin Xuan in a gesture, indicating that he was friendly, facing their intentions, Lin Xuan was very moved, but in his heart it did not prevent him from doubting Fang Yu's medical skills, because he understood his illness, even the doctors in the big hospital said that it could not be cured, but he did not say it to his face, but led Fang Yu and Qingqing to sit in the backyard of the bookstore.

The backyard of the bookstore, boxy, plus the front storefront, has a total of two hundred and fifty square meters, all of which are green bricks and blue tiles, which look old, there are two trees in the courtyard, Fang Yu can't see what it is, but there is one that does not grow green leaves.

He sat down with Qingqing, and knew from Lin Xuan's mouth that his parents had gone out to buy goods, and they kept him to watch the store today, Fang Yu knew that sitting in the backyard, no one was watching the store, it was very inconvenient, so he wanted to make a move first, and then go to the bookstore to take a look, if there were any good books, if there were any, he might as well buy them, anyway, for him, there was still no shortage of money at present. (To be continued......)