Chapter Seventy-One: Self-inflicted affection

Wei Lin is now concerned about Geng Yue, and he has no heart to follow the old man.

So he frowned and accepted the prescription, and he looked at it carefully.

Lao Langzhong walked past him, and Wei Lin heard him say, "I have already asked people to boil the medicine for you." The girl you brought is not your daughter-in-law at first glance, otherwise it should be two small couples with Hemeimei, one of them will not be depressed like this, and she can't eat. ”

Wei Lin listened to him tell the truth sentence after sentence, piercing the layer of paper between him and Geng Yue.

"When we were young, we thought that love was nothing more than my unscrupulous giving, and imagined that one day it would touch people's hearts, but in fact, one was moved by ourselves, entangled and entangled to make ourselves miserable. One is to feel the goodness of others, let yourself touch the guilt, and fall. ”

"If the person who loves you has already loved you, no matter how good you are to her, she still doesn't love you, then you shouldn't be conscious."

Wei Lin looked at the back of Lao Langzhong, who lifted the curtain made of cotton cloth and walked to the back of the door.

Wei Lin looked at Geng Yue and thought: If you don't love it, you won't love it, and I'll leave when I get to Jianye.

After the crispy porridge was fed to Geng Yue, the medicine was also boiled.

After Geng Yue woke up, she drank the medicine and saw the soldiers who came to pick her up and Wei Lin into the carriage.

Wei Lin let Geng Yue go first, and he redeemed the sword first.

Geng Yue guessed the reason, moved and guilty.

It wasn't until Wei Lin got into the carriage empty-handed, that Geng Yue saw that there was still nothing in front of him and behind him, so he asked, "What about the sword?" ”

Wei Lin raised his head and closed his eyes, as if something was passing in his head and heart.

He said after a while: "I was ransomed by the man of the man." ”

Lang Zhong didn't have a reason to buy someone else's sword for no reason, Wei Lin's sword Geng Yue had seen it, although she had only seen the blade inside, she felt that it was a good sword.

"Let's chase!" Geng Yue regained her strength, albeit a little weak.

Wei Lin rubbed his face with his hands, "I can't catch up, he must know me." ”

Pulling a handful of hair, Geng Yue saw that Wei Lin was really on fire, Wei Lin's sword was definitely a treasure in her heart, just when he had nothing to wipe the sword, when he had nothing to do with the sword in the sun to look at, she could see it.

Geng Yue leaned forward, and when she arrived at Wei Lin's side, she felt very guilty, and this guilt was irreparable, so she could only look at Wei Lin silently.

After a while, she gently pushed Wei Lin with her hand, and Wei Lin covered her face with her arm.

Thinking about his fate with himself in Lao Langzhong's mouth, he said that he would not have to be in the hospital in the future, and he said that he deliberately walked out of the difficult posture with a straw mat to show himself.

Inextricably linked, he figured it all out.

Reaching out and patting Geng Yue's hair, he smiled far-fetchedly, and then his mouth smiled bigger and bigger.

Geng Yue saw that he was smiling like a crescent moon, coaxing others, showing that he didn't care and was very happy.

Laughing at others does not reach the bottom of the laughing person's heart.

She looked bitter in her heart, and dragged one of Wei Lin's fingers from her head, and the hat was in the corner of the carriage.

She raised the corners of her lips, blinked her moist eyes quickly, and reached out to grab the small tugs on Wei Lin's head.

Wei Lin was stunned for a moment, and then the two of them giggled and really laughed.

Geng Yue laughed and cried, first opened her mouth and howled, and then she felt ashamed.

Wearing ginger obscene socks, he kicked his ass violently against Wei Lin's knees.

Then he turned and crawled into the carriage, and the hungry tiger pounced on the hat and put it on his head.

Kneeling in the corner of the carriage, she was completely outbursting, crying breathlessly, and almost sobbing in the pit.

The two soldiers who drove the car, and a large group of people following behind the car, thought that Geng Yue was being bullied.

Hurriedly lifted the curtain, and saw Geng Yue and Wei Lin separated from each other, both of them were dressed neatly, not at all like Wei Lin bullied Geng Yue.

"It's time for me to cry." Wei Lin pointed to his nose and deliberately told the soldier, "It's because I lost my sword, I haven't cried yet." ”

Geng Yue heard it, but she was now in a state where she didn't want to cry, but she couldn't hold it back.

The more she endured it, the more she cried one burp after another, and both the soldier and Wei Lin watched Geng Yue sobbed twice in a row.

I thought she was crying so hard that she was going to vomit.

Geng Yue sobbed, her mind was in a calm and sudden violent sadness, pointing at Wei Lin, she knew that it was wrong, but she was unreasonable and began to be unreasonable again, "You, give it to me, go out." ”

"Miss, if you're like this, they're going to think I'm bullying you. Spread it, what do you make others think. ”

Geng Yue knew that Wei Lin was pointing at Han Feng in her words, and she couldn't control her mood so much at this time, she just wanted to be willful.

"I, no matter, don't believe it, no, it's over, it's gone!" The last two words were so loud that she dropped her hand, and she wanted to cry even more after saying this.

Wei Lin saw that she was stubborn, so he smiled at Geng Yue, and smiled sincerely.

Hearing that Geng Yue was going to break up with Han Feng, he happily got out of the carriage.

Geng Yue looked at him and cried even harder, when the carriage started to drive, she was completely unable to save face, crying quietly one after another, but she couldn't stop sobbing one after another.

An hour later, the weather in the carriage changed from heavy rain to light rain and light rain to cloudy.

Wei Lin listened intently, with his hands behind his back.

Geng Yue was willing to break up with Han Feng for once, and he also felt that it was worth it.

After it's worth it, there is no other luxury, but it was suddenly quiet inside, and Geng Yue was still dizzy before, so he was a little uneasy.

Just as he was thinking, the curtain was suddenly opened, and a white gauze of a hat replaced the curtain.

Behind the white veil was Geng Yue's face, and her eyes were patrolling the curtain.

Then he saw Wei Lin who was following the carriage, Wei Lin's amber eyes were shining in the slanting sun, and he grinned at Geng Yue slightly, looking like a smile but not a smile.

"Chang Youli, I've been slipping away for a long time." Following the carriage with his waist in his hand, he never mentioned Geng Yue's crying.

Geng Yue felt a little sorry for Han Feng because she suddenly relented just now, but she didn't say anything about Wei Lin after all.

Weilin is obviously happy, why is it happy?

She thought she had said the wrong thing, and she was sorry for them.

Snapping the curtain shut, she retracted her head.

Then she silently shrunk in the carriage, she wiped her face with both hands, trying to wipe away the tears.

I feel that I am simply the first shameless in the world, because how can I make two men like him, and I have firmly established this idea, which is simply too shameless.

Isn't this just thinking too much, the skin is too thick, and the water-based poplar is too much?

She thought about it carefully, and then felt that it was not credible, so she thought that Wei Lin and Han Feng were both teasing themselves, and they teased themselves, and they believed it, wouldn't that be lower than the IQ of the two ancient people?

She sat on the mattress, and the carriage was faster than the ox cart, but it was bumpy and bumpy, and her buttocks hurt.

Scratching her forehead, she thought about things differently, deliberately vetoing all feelings in order to achieve the goal of thinking that she was self-inflicted.

At this moment, she thought she was dead.