Xuanhua's face when she opened the door stinked so much that it couldn't stink anymore.

Sure enough, it was Ah Mo.

sent Jinghua away, and came Ah Mo again.

Xuanhua sneered, when Ah Yuan delivered the two of you, did you recite a peace mantra missing? Let you all work together to toss your eldest brother and sister-in-law when you grow up?

However, Miao Yuan was taken aback when she saw Ah Mo's appearance. Because she attracted the water from all over the world to extinguish the true fire of Samadhi for Canaan, her body was also wet from head to toe, and she had not yet cleaned it up, and now she looks like a chicken in the soup.

"Ah Mo, how did it come to this? What about Jinghua? Didn't he go back on the first day today?" Miao Yuan was surprised, "You didn't see him?"

"I saw it, he came back pretending to be a puppeteer, and he wanted to surprise me, didn't he?" Ah Mo scoffed, "Hmph, childish!"

Miao Yuan was speechless.

"We quarreled! I scolded him, and then I left!" Ah Mo sat down in a chair, "Big brother, have you eaten?

Xuanhua kept a straight face and silently went to the stove room to get food for Ah Mo.

"Ah Mo, haven't you been apart for so long? We just met today, can't you talk well? Why do you quarrel when you meet?"

Miao Yuan really didn't know what to say about these two people, and sighed: "Jinghua, he is just a little bit better after all, and his body is still weak, can't you let him do something?"

"Sister Yuan, it's you who have always let him and get used to him, so he is becoming more and more lawless!" Ah Mo said this, and he was angry again, stood up, and said hatefully:

He inexplicably went to torture for Chenhua, as if this thunder only hit their surnamed Xuanyuan, the account would be settled, you said he was not deceiving himself!

Also, he thinks he has Yinlong Wing, how powerful he is, and he talks to himself, then you can! It's not that you two have to take care of it for more than two years to recover, and it's not that I want to worry about him!

Sister Yuan, you said that I should not scold him, but he just owes scolding! Don't talk about me, I bet that Brother Xuanhua also wants to scold him, but he doesn't dare to say it to you. ”

Xuanhua brought in a plate of fried dumplings from outside the door, a stack of vinegar dipped in chili peppers, and put it in front of Ah Mo, and finally showed a smile on his tense face, and praised: "Good girl! Hey, another plate of dumplings!"

"Thank you, big brother!" Ah Mo smiled, turned his head and asked again: "But big brother, why are you angry with me?"

Miao Yuan's face flushed, and he lowered his head. Xuanhua smiled and said, "Eat yours, why do children ask so much!"

Ah Mo took a dumpling in his mouth and said, "I'm not a child anymore......!

"I'm already about to be a mother!" Miao Yuan finished speaking for her with a smile, but her face suddenly changed, and she exclaimed: "Ah Mo, you ......"

"What's wrong with me?" Ah Mo swallowed the last two dumplings again, and saw Miaoyuan staring at his lower abdomen in horror, not knowing why.

"What's wrong with Sister Yuan? I just ate a plate, and I didn't hold it very much!" Ah Mo said in her heart, Sister Fei Yuan is also like Sister A Xiang, she feels that the wedding date is approaching, and she has to limit her appetite?

"No, Mo, you...... Aren't you going to be a mother? Xuanhua said you...... You've ......"

"What's wrong with me?" Ah Mo couldn't cry or laugh, "Sister Yuan, why are you looking at my stomach like this, I'm so nervous by you." ”

Miao Yuan stopped talking, walked up and grabbed Ah Mo's wrist, changed color and said, "You were never pregnant?"

Ah Mo's iron-clad face also turned red, and his voice was like a gnat......: "What are you talking about? When did I get pregnant?"

Miao Yuan glared at Xuanhua. Xuanhua actually had doubts for a long time, because he also found that Ah Mo's figure had not changed much in the past two years. But he is a man, and he is embarrassed to always study his brother-in-law's belly, so he never ignores it, and just faithfully brings the bigger and bigger arc to Jinghua every day.

But today, he finally couldn't help but say, "Ah Mo, what do you mean by that arc?"

Ah Mo nodded and said, "Well, that's really a child, growing up every day, I show it to Jinghua, he should like it." ”

"But you're not...... Isn't there nothing?"

Ah Mo blinked and said slyly, "Who said it was mine? ”

Xuanhua was dumbfounded.

Take other people's children to stimulate your own man and cheer him up, Ah Mo, you really have great wisdom!

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Ah Mo not only has great wisdom, but also good luck.

Xuanhua's super big bath tub has not been washed yet, and it is cheaper first.

After he re-boiled the bath water for Ah Mo and saw her enter Jinghua's room satisfied, he sighed and gave up completely.

I kind of figured it out, you are the savior of my second brother, but you are both my nemesis of Xuanhua. First of all, he served the eldest young master in fear, and finally raised him almost and sent him away, he just left on the front foot, but you came again on the back foot.

Is this room especially for the two of you? When you are not happy, you will squat inside? Okay, I can't afford to provoke and hide? I'll take Ah Yuan away tomorrow and let you two make trouble!

He was stupidly about to go back to the room, but suddenly remembered again, and said loudly to Ah Mo: "By the way, there are some calendula petals in the small cabinet next to the bathtub, if you want, put them in the water." ”

Ah Mo replied loudly through the door: "Oh, do you want to leave a little for you and Sister Yuan?"

Xuanhua said angrily: "No need." We don't wash anymore. ”

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In fact, Ah Mo didn't wash any calendula. She wasn't in that mood.

Because as soon as she entered the house, she saw the curtain.

It hung at the door of the house, propped up on the beams on either side, and was rolled up. Every time I looked at it before, the curtain hung down from the morning sun, and it wasn't until today that Ah Mo found that there were still some very light small dark lines on the plain white curtain. Xu is the relationship between being directly exposed to the sun every day, and now it looks a little older than the color at that time.

It turned out that I had been looking at the curtain for more than two years, and from the room, it looked like this.

It turned out that Jinghua had always been in this place, looking at this curtain and listening to himself chattering outside.

This room is so small, and this bed is easy to cramp. Ah Mo thought.

She washed it in a hurry and jumped out, and Sister Yuan took her own clothes to replace her, but she didn't wear them. I went to the cabinet and turned over a piece of Jinghua's old robe and wrapped myself in it.

She sniffed hard, the smell of good, the smell of Jinghua.

She looked down and wanted to laugh, but she felt her nose sour, and then her eyes soured.

Ah, it's been a long time since I have a good smell of him. I was so stupid just now, I only kissed it so hard, I should have hugged it before I came out.

But it doesn't matter, Jinghua is already well, and we still have many opportunities in the future, she comforted herself. It's right to do this, people like Jinghua should be scolded, otherwise next time I don't know if my brain will be hot again, and I won't have such good luck every time.

Alas, everyone in the world thinks he is calm and calm, only he knows that he is actually a daredevil. Everyone thinks he is a humble gentleman, and only he understands that he is actually a bastard.

Ah Mo is considered small among girls, and Jinghua is tall among men, and his robe is worn on Ah Mo like a sheet. But Ah Mo didn't care, she lifted her shirt to prevent herself from tripping, and then lay down on the bed.

This fool has been lying here for two whole years.

Ah Mo lay on the futon, sucking hard, trying to inhale more of the breath he once had.

What does it feel like to sleep here all the time?

I couldn't move, I lay down all day long, I didn't even have the strength to sit up, and I had so hard to even breathe once. Jinghua, how did you get through it?

I also had my bones shattered all over my body, but at that time, with you treating my injuries and accompanying me day and night, I grew well in more than a month.

And Sister Yuan said, not only are your bones broken, your veins are all broken, and even your internal organs are completely wasted, how did you survive?

The quilt on which Mo was lying was gradually opened with a small puddle of water, under her eyes. She turned her head away, but the water stain followed her to a new place.

Jinghua, what were you thinking about those sleepless nights?

Is it the same as me, you are thinking about me and I am thinking of you?

yes, I miss you so much. Think, think, think desperately.

When I think of my heart as if it has been ripped out, I can't wait to rush over immediately, cut off this nasty curtain, and throw myself into your arms.

Ah Mo raised the futon, followed the example of him when he was sick, leaned himself half-back on the bed, and then closed his eyes.

Jinghua, at that time, did you lie like this, day and night, every minute and every second?

Alone, in the dark, resisting longing, fear, despair, isolated.

Tears flowed down his closed eyes again. She wiped the back of her hand and opened her eyes to the top of the tent.

On the top of the tent, there is something odd.

Mo sat up and half-knelt to study the patches of white stuff on the top of the tent. When she finally saw it, she suddenly covered her mouth, so surprised that she almost screamed.

It was the paintings she had painted, the ones she had scribbled so casually that she had almost forgotten about herself.

On the top of the tent, several thin threads were tied, and the pieces of paper were inserted in the middle of the horizontal and vertical threads. If she was in the same position where she was lying just now, she could see it as soon as she raised her eyes.

Jinghua has been looking at her paintings.

In the afternoon, she reclined on the table by the window, or sat in the courtyard and painted casually, all of which he collected as treasures.

When he was sick, when he couldn't move, when he was so tormented by illness again and again that he was almost about to give up, he always looked up and looked at her paintings.

When he looked at them, he imagined such a cute girl sitting in the sunshine with a pen and doodling. She is the darling of the heavens, she makes the beauty of the world concentrated on her, she smiles and all the flowers bloom, and her happiness cannot be described even by the best painters.

Looking at those paintings, Jinghua would laugh, even if it was so painful that she fainted, she would laugh in her sleep.

She's yours, she's waiting for you.

Xuanyuan Jinghua, you must survive it, you must get better! You must stand up and walk back to her! You must pick up the sword and protect her forever!

After many years, Jinghua's heart still seems to be echoing in this room. Ah Mo heard it, she took down the paintings one by one, held them in her arms, and cried bitterly.