Chapter 48: The Peony Pavilion

Feng Zhuhai smiled, picked up another one, turned around and sat on the railing to take advantage of the abundant sunlight outside the window, and admired it carefully.

Fang Jingrou took off the costume and spread it on the ground in a hurry, squatted down and pushed all the books on the ground onto the costume and wrapped a package, then rushed to Feng Zhuhai, snatched the book in his hand again, and stuffed it in.

"Hey, don't you need to be so stingy? Can't even look at it? Fang Jingrou felt that Feng Zhuhai's voice was full of evil energy.

Fang Jingrou picked up the package without saying a word and ran downstairs. Feng Zhuhai followed without saying a word.

"What are you doing with me?" Coming downstairs, Fang Jingrou turned around and stared at Feng Zhuhai.

"Is there anyone else in this city?" Feng Zhuhai looked Fang Jingrou up and down with his eyes, and saw that she was only wearing a white tight-fitting undershirt on her upper body, outlining the curves of her chest and abdomen clearly and softly, and her lower body was a light green pleated skirt as faint as green smoke. A lilac hosta was diagonally inserted into the loose and casually tied up bun, and the breeze blew, and the skirt and long hair swayed gently, shaking his heart.

"I don't know, you can find out for yourself." Fang Jingrou was unsettled by him. Holding the package to his chest, he snorted and walked out quickly.

Feng Zhuhai followed behind her unhurriedly, humming as he walked: "To save Li Lang from his homeland...... Champion ...... So fresh......"

Angry, Fang Jingrou stomped her feet and turned around, stretched out her finger and pointed at Feng Zhuhai and scolded angrily: "If you follow me again, I will be rude to you." ”

Feng Zhuhai took a few steps forward, raised his hand to wrap her soft wattle, and through the package on Fang Jingrou's chest, he despised his frivolity in his heart, and said with a smile like a spring flower: "I like the Peony Pavilion very much, what about you?" ”

Fang Jingrou didn't expect that the wind and bamboo sea in her dream had completely changed, like a disciple, flirting with her in broad daylight. is obviously a cold male god, but he is so cheap, this dream is not right.

She pulled her hand back hard, and the books in the package were scattered all over the floor. She didn't care about picking it up again, so she turned around and pulled her legs and ran towards the bell and drum tower.

Feng Zhuhai looked at Fang Jingrou's back with her skirt fluttering, did not rush to chase her, slowly picked up the schoolbag, carried it with her hands, and walked in the direction of Fang Jingrou's escape. Now he could feel her breath very clearly, and when he first saw her, he knew it was her from a distance. Even if he kept his eyes closed, he would be able to find her.

Fang Jingrou wandered around this city every night, never expecting that there would be a day when other people would appear, and this person was still Fengzhuhai, and this Fengzhuhai was becoming more and more a scoundrel. Thinking of the way he squinted his eyes and looked at people, his hair stood on end. At the beginning, she had the impression that the wind and bamboo sea were dragging and cold. Jiang Beichen is very gentle, which makes her feel very secure. People really have many faces, and in front of different people are different faces. When she is ugly, Feng Zhuhai is cold, and when she is beautiful, she flirts with everything she can, this guy is a pervert.

And Jiang Beichen can be so gentle and considerate to ugly girls, and he is very cold and rude to beautiful girls, either there is a problem with aesthetics, or there is no humanity.

Panting and running up the bell and drum tower, Fang Jingrou pushed the door of the staircase entrance up, put the bolt behind the door inside, pushed it to confirm that the door was tethered, and went upstairs.

Running up to the pedestal of the bell and drum tower, she glanced down at the battlement, and saw the wind and bamboo sea slow, holding her book in one hand and carrying her book in the other, walking this way. Fang Jingrou hurriedly entered the building, lay on the ground, and prepared to sleep. She tried, and as long as she fell asleep in her dreams, she could wake up in reality. In the past, when she had had enough of shopping here, she would go to sleep in the guest room of the North Street Inn. Today she will have to make do with the floor first, and tomorrow she will have to find a way to get herself a bed here.

Jiang Beichen walked around the Bell and Drum Tower, and saw that the door upstairs was locked from the inside, so he was not in a hurry, so he found a bench from a shop on the street and moved to sit on, leaned against the brick wall of the Bell and Drum Tower, put one foot on the head of the small stone lion in front of the door, and began to look through Fang Jingrou's collection of books. There are more than a dozen large and small books, all kinds of novels and picture books, and they are quite rich.

When I opened a half-pictured and half-text "Huajin Camp" and saw that I was in high spirits, I suddenly felt that the pages in front of me were blurred, and when I looked around, the scenery began to blur. In a flash, he woke up from his dream, and the scene in front of him changed to a hospital ward.

He stared at his legs on the footstool of the sofa, reminiscing about the situation in the dream, feeling that the dream was too real, and he still remembered the words of the book he saw in the dream vividly. And obviously, the body also had a real reaction, and early in the morning his little brother stood up straight with high morale.

raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but laugh at himself. Turning his head to look at the hospital bed, seeing that Fang Jingrou was still asleep, and looking at his watch, it was only six o'clock in the morning, so he gently got up and went to his bedroom to wash.

After confirming that Feng Zhuhai had gone out, Fang Jingrou stroked her chest and sat up. It's also too scary, not only in a dream, but also in waking up to scare her. What about yourself? What is this place? It looks like a hotel, but how can there be medical equipment next to it? Could it be that he was brought back to the experimental base again?

I fumbled out of bed and found myself wearing a set of lilac split silk pajamas. When I opened the wardrobe in the room, there were clothes I wore yesterday, as well as my bag and shoes, and I quickly took them off and hugged them in my arms. Standing behind the door, I quickly changed my clothes, and took off my pajamas and stuffed them into the closet.

I put my ear close to the door and felt it, but there was no sound outside, and gently opened a crack in the door. Fang Jingrou pretended to be calm and walked out, outside was a living room, and the soft carpet on the floor made her walk silently.

She looked at the door in front of the living room and walked briskly. The doorknob was pressed, and the door opened. It's nice that there's no one out there. Fang Jingrou slipped out with excitement. Look left and right, what kind of place is this? Why is it still a room? It is a circular hall with a white marble floor, and in the center of the room is a small fountain made of marble in the shape of buds. The fountain is surrounded by flowers and trees, and there are sofas and low tables in between.

Fang Jingrou walked to the fountain and looked around, there were doors in all four directions, in addition to the door she came out of, there were three, which door was the exit? I was in doubt. A sweet voice came from behind him.

"Miss, are you awake?" A young girl in a nurse's outfit was smiling at her.

Fang Jingrou was stunned, and reluctantly smiled and said, "I'm going out, which way do I go?" ”

"You had a low-grade fever yesterday and didn't take your temperature this morning, are you going to go outside?"

"Oh yes, I have a habit of morning exercises." Fang Jingrou replied stiffly.

"This morning, the doctor ordered you to do a comprehensive physical examination, take your temperature and blood pressure in a while, and draw some blood, if you want to go out for a walk or wait for breakfast, right? Your current situation is not well suited for morning exercise. The little nurse said with a straight look.