Zhen Yue rolled up her sleeves and put pots of winter chrysanthemums, ivy, and freshly picked snow plums in the corner of the room, and the fragrance was refreshing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Bei Mo Ling, I went to the back mountain today to pick a lot of plants, although it is not as good as the strange flowers and plants in Ling Wangfu, you will taste the fragrance." She said happily, as if Bei Moling had never been asleep and had been listening.

She squatted next to her, and would sing a song to him every noon, turning out all the songs that she could think of in her previous life and singing them, and she would secretly wipe her tears while singing, she didn't know when Bei Moling would wake up, every time the Huashi Divine Doctor crossed the pulse, he only said that he hurt the meridians of the heart, and when he woke up it all depends on the will of God.

Even if he never woke up, she would keep waiting, and that would be enough.

Tomb Jiu shook the thin snow on his shoulders, walked into the bamboo house, and saw Zhen Yue repeating what he had to do every day, as if he couldn't remember it for a while, and asked with white eyebrows: "Girl, what do you call this?" ”

Zhen Yue was concentrating on massaging the shin bones of Bei Moling's legs, and when she heard Tomb Jiu's voice, her wrist did not pause, and she replied: "This is called physical therapy, which prevents muscle contraction and can also enhance cardiopulmonary function." ”

"I don't know a lot about it, I don't think this guy has cardiopulmonary function, and if he doesn't wake up, the old man will directly burn him."

Tomb Jiu said carelessly, seeing Zhen Yueli's eyes, he laughed twice, raised his head and looked at the snow falling from the eaves, and suddenly said: "When I first met this kid, it was also such a snowy day, thousands of miles of frost, he was still very young at the time, as if he was only five years old, crawling in the snow covered in blood, there were two wolves hungry pulling his tattered robes, he bared his teeth to resist, exactly the same as wolf learning, I have never seen a child with such strong willpower, I drove away the hungry wolf and let him go with me, He still bared his teeth at me, and there was no trace of fear in those eyes, which I still remember vividly. ”

Zhen Yue's kneading fingers gradually tightened, her nails were very pale, she took a deep breath and repeated the movements on her hands again.

Tomb Jiu took out the cigarette gun on his waist and took a sharp breath, causing a few coughs, and for some reason he seemed irritable, so he went out again, but Zhen Yue clearly saw his goatee trembling, a little sad.

Time passed in a hurry, and it was already March in a flash, and Bei Moling had been in a coma for four months, and there was still no sign of waking up.

Cold goes to spring, everything recovers, Wuling Mountain is tall and steep, the snow still does not melt, Zhen Yue carries a bamboo basket, the bamboo basket is a herb to heal internal injuries, she is light and easy to come and go on the rugged mountain road.

When she returned to Zhuyuan, it was already noon, she was in a hurry to give Bei Moling medicine, and when she opened the courtyard door, she saw that the snow wolf who was lazy in the courtyard every day was not there, she frowned suspiciously, and called a few times to Huashi Divine Doctor and Tomb Jiu, but there was no response.

Zhen Yue was full of suspicions, but she didn't take it to heart, and put the collected herbs in the courtyard and laid them out, just listening to the melodious sound of the piano suddenly came, ups and downs, and reverberated in her bowels.

The only one who has a guqin in Wuling Mountain is the old man of Tomb Jiu, but she has never seen Tomb Nine playing, and she feels novel for a while, and happily runs into the bamboo house to talk to Beimo Ling.

But when she pushed open the hidden door, her little face was instantly stunned, the bed was empty, there were obvious folds on it, and fear and hope spread again.

She cried out loudly, but no one answered her, which only intensified her fear, and she ran out of the bamboo hut as fast as she could, following the melodious sound of the piano.

The snowflakes bloomed on the tips of her hurried feet, and the emerald green bamboo leaves fell melodiously, dotting the pale earth, and she ran to the dense bamboo forest in the back mountain following the sound of the piano.

The bamboo forest is lush and green, overlapping and overlapping, like a green waterfall embellished on the white snow, looking from afar, you can see a person sitting lazily under the bamboo forest, the cold wind curls the black hair, the silver camel hair appears to be smooth and clean jaw, and the handsome makes people hold their breath, lest they disturb the ethereal beauty.

The man's fingers are pale and almost transparent, gently fluctuating on the strings, and the sound of the piano is deep and beautiful, but it is passionate.

Zhen Yue paused suddenly, covered her trembling lips, and looked at the man playing in disbelief, as if all this was just an unattainable dream, she stood in place and kept wiping the tears on her face, wanting to see more clearly, but the tears were like a river bursting the embankment, and she couldn't stop it.

The sound of the piano stopped, the man slowly raised his head, looked over, his eyes were bright and deep, his thin red lips were dazzling with a smile, for a long time, he stretched out his palm to Zhen Yue, and the tenderness of his cold eyes melted the frost in an instant.

Almost at the same time, Zhen Yue ran away with tears, her head full of green silk dancing and flying, and she threw herself directly into the man's arms, the man snorted, and the two fell on the snow together, and the strings were vibrated to make a long sound.

"Bei Moling, is it really you...... Is it really you. Zhen Yue looked at the haunting face in front of her through the curtain of tears, it was still the same as in her impression, the narrow phoenix eyes seemed to be smiling, the long eyebrows were handsome, and the handsome people were angry.

But she was afraid that all this was just a sweet dream, and kept calling his name.

Bei Mo Ling was a little surprised by her actions, stunned for a moment, raised her fingertips to wipe the corners of her eyes, because of the long coma, her voice was hoarse and low, "Why are you crying again, aren't I not dead...... ”

"Don't say dead...... No. Zhen Yue interrupted crying, threw herself into his arms, touched his eyebrows and eyes with both hands, his cheeks, and listened to his heartbeat fast and slow, only the real sense of touch could let her know that he was really awake.

These days, the hanging heart is slowly returning to its place, and it turns out that the heartbeat is so happy.

Because she was so happy, she was afraid, "It's really you, I didn't dream...... ”

Bei Moling's ears were red from her touch, and she looked at her distressedly, "Yue'er, it's me." ”

Tears rolled down her face, and she raised her head and lightly printed the man's thin lips, as if to confirm it, and the pink lips were a little hard.

Bei Mo Ling couldn't help but tremble, seeing the fog in her eyes, his heart hurt and rejoiced, in this life, he never thought that Zhen Yue would take the initiative to kiss him.

The whole body was replaced by an irrepressible excitement, and the eyes darkened, and when he sensed that she was about to retreat, he reached out and pressed her head, and the lips were tightly pressed together.

Sucking her moist lips hard, the tip of her tongue leaned into her mouth mercilessly, greedily grabbing her sweetness, Zhen Yue paused slightly, looking at his trembling eyelashes, her heart throbbed like a firework.

The jerky poked out the tip of the tongue, causing the man to snort, and the tender and moist tongue tips were instantly entangled, and the hot air sprayed spread throughout every pore, accelerating the person's body temperature.