Chapter 162

Miss Zhuang Zhen drank some water with the leaves, the spring water was cold and very refreshing and sweet, and it was very pleasant to use this leaf as a container, but everyone had something on their minds, but there was less leisure and elegance in the mountains and rivers. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This can only be regarded as a fond memory of bitterness.

Brother Yang drank enough water to let them burn the fire here, he took Xiao Wangcai to hunt again, Zhuang Zhen girl sat there far away, seeing the afterglow of the sunset to make the forest dyed, extremely enchanting, and He Jinghui seemed to be plated with a layer of golden light, kept going in and out of the mountains and forests, picking up some suitable branches and dead grass as materials for building a bonfire.

In the past, He Jinghui couldn't do many things, but life makes people strong, and he really learned to drill wood for fire along the way.

You don't realize your super potential, just because life hasn't given you more dangers, cherish it when it's comfortable, and be brave when it's dangerous!

He Jinghui suddenly felt that he had a new understanding of life

In the eyes of the Zhuang Zhen girl who stared at him from afar, this man was humorous, sincere and steady, although the time spent with him was very short, but there would be an inexplicable peace of mind with him, his appropriateness was meticulous, without the slightest deliberate hypocrisy, as natural as flowing water, which made people extremely comfortable.

Watching him busy back and forth, he kept comforting himself that soon the fire would be set up, and the night wind would be strong at night, and he would not feel cold.

Zhuang Zhen felt so warm in his heart.

Once, when her father was still there, many people were so kind to her, but there was more hypocrisy and flattery, and this kind of unreal thing would disappear as people walked away.

Hypocrisy is like a bubble in the sun, which will disappear.

And He Jinghui worked so hard along the way, he had no relatives with her, and insisted on taking her away from this mountain forest, and the feelings of the two were obviously different.

So all this is something that makes her feel novel, touched, unforgettable, she just quietly looks at everything in front of her, once she was extremely cold-blooded, but at this moment there is a trace of tenderness flowing in her heart.

She was taken aback by this emotion of her own, how could she have this emotion, how could she believe in people so defenselessly.

She gently slapped her shoulder, and the skin on her body hurt when she pulled it so lightly.

It's true that she came to collect medicine, but someone wanted to cure her to death.

If she hadn't fallen off the cliff, those people would have thought she would have died, and I'm afraid she would have been hunted down by now.

Thinking of this, the simple smile on her scarred face faded away.

Her identity is already doomed, she can't trust people casually, because she has seen too many of them, this time she came out to find medicine for her mother, but she didn't expect to be targeted by the gangsters, and she designed to kill herself, thanks to her big life, she fell under the cliff but saved her life.

But over the years, although she seems to be resolute and optimistic on the surface, she has not been able to let people into her heart, and there is too much forbearance in her heart.

And this He Gongzi easily broke the fortress in her heart, making her laugh so defenselessly and trusting a person.

Soon He Jinghui set up a bonfire, he poured a little oil on it, and lit the bonfire with a fire fold, which suddenly made the whole person feel so warm, and that feeling made people feel very safe.

He Jinghui saw that this Zhuang Zhen girl had a wound bleeding, he carefully used a cotton cloth dipped in a little clean water to help her wipe the blood stains clean, and then carefully applied ointment to her, and said to her very seriously: "My friend's jade cream is very easy to use." Make sure the girl doesn't leave any scars. ”

He Jinghui couldn't help but think that Wu Mei'er had given this ointment to the Wind Spirit County Lord, that woman had such a bad heart, and she was almost tied up by her to be a county horse, thinking about it, she felt that her hairs stood up unconsciously, but fortunately she had left Wind City.

He Jinghui really thinks that this girl is so pitiful Look at this pair of big watery eyes, it would be a pity if she was so disfigured, but she has this very magical ointment, I believe that this girl will be able to recover soon.

Miss Zhuang Zhen asked strangely: "This is the first time I've heard of this ointment, it's cool to use on the face, and the wound doesn't hurt anymore!" What a miracle ointment. ”

He Jinghui nodded and said, "This friend of mine is proficient in tea ceremony, and she has a special study of these flowers and plants, so she has a lot of magical ointments that no one else has used!" He Jinghui talked about his good friend Wu Meier, and his eyes were simply shining.

But thinking that Wu Mei'er was lying there now, and if it weren't for Lingshan, she might not be able to save her life, He Jinghui felt full of melancholy rippling in his heart, expanding in circles, making his whole heart feel uneasy.

He only hopes that his good friend Wu Meier can survive this catastrophe safely, and it is more important than anything else.

There was a glimmer of hope in his eyes, he must find that Lingshan, find Lingshan, Wu Meier can have a good life for the rest of her life, she is still so young, life should not be terminated like this, only reborn people will understand, life has the possibility of change, life is such a precious thing, he feels that those who end their own lives, if they have another chance, know that after being reborn, there can be such a big change, even if they encounter more twists and turns, they will choose to continue to live well.

The Zhuang Zhen girl looked at He Jingxuan's expression changing complicatedly, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the blazing fire was reflected on He Jingxuan's face.

He Jinghui just comforted Zhuang Zhen: "Miss Zhuang, don't worry, as long as you take care of it, the injuries on your face will be healed, and there will be no scars!" ”

Zhuang Zhen could see that this He Jingxuan had thought about a lot of things just now, but he was not willing to share his thoughts with himself.

She's a smart person, and if you don't want to talk about it, she won't ask.

Just smiled and said, "I'm very grateful for having more sons who are so proper." ”

Hearing people say this, He Jinghui felt that helping others was a virtue, and he didn't think about what to pursue in return, so he was even more embarrassed, so he said: "Girl, don't be so polite, it's all trivial, it's really nothing, whoever encounters it will draw a knife to help!" ”

But Zhuang Zhen doesn't think so, many people are human flesh and don't spit out bones, and this He Jinghui will take so much effort because of a stranger, in this group of rugged mountains, he has to take himself out of anything, just by this alone, it is different.

He Jinghui's world is still very clean, although he has also met a lot of bad people, but he is optimistic by nature, and regards those experiences as the experiences of life, like a game to fight monsters, encountering the past and continuing the future of the Golden Strip.

Maybe he has no heart or lungs, but in He Jinghui's own opinion, this is a sea of rivers, tolerant and big, and he doesn't know many poems, but he feels that this sentence is too suitable for him.

He Jinghui is such optimistic and strong, so when Zhuang Zhen met him, the feeling was that this person had enough energy to make the people around him feel warm and down-to-earth......

This is very rare in a cruel world.

He Jinghui didn't know that Zhuang Zhen had already developed a good impression of him, although Zhuang Zhen only knew that he was from Jiangnan and was going to the Western Regions.

But just this life-saving grace, they are destined to be more than a simple meeting.

At this time, Xiao Wangcai suddenly wagged his little tail and ran over, excitedly licking and licking on He Jingxuan's outstretched hand, and recently the little guy also noticed that the owner who used to be very happy every day without heart and lungs will frown slightly more often, this little guy is trying his best to please him, hoping to make him happy.

He Jinghui touched its little head, at this time Yang Juncai came out of the mountains and forests, and he caught a lot of game today, which was very rich, and Brother Yang also picked some mushrooms and came back to cook soup.

He Jinghui set up a fire next to the barbecue grill to cook the soup, and after a while, the white mushroom soup rolled up and down in the casserole, sprinkled with a little salt, and everyone drank a bowl that was both delicious and cold, He Jinghui felt that the things in this mountain were really delicious and delicious.

Roast pheasant is also picked up, delicious, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, He Jinghui himself thinks, he is simply a first-class barbecue worker, more and more skilled in cooking the game so delicious, in the future, you can also start a barbecue takeaway window, so many good ideas, excellent craftsmanship, He Jinghui thinks, if you can't go back alive to realize, it is really unscientific.