It wasn't until he got on the deck and the flow of people dispersed that Yang Jinxin couldn't wait to run to a high place and look at the car that was carrying Huo Dong to and fro. I didn't want to, but I bumped into the tall figure who didn't know how long I stood behind the dock and how long I looked at it.

He looked at her coldly from such a distance, and even though he was so far away from her, she could still feel his cold and indifferent eyes. The memory of that night came back to his heart, Yang Jinxin shivered fiercely, grabbed the cold railing with both hands, and the piercing coldness invaded the bottom of his heart from his fingers.

She watched him stand motionless, watched the young officer run towards him, watched him salute him before leaving. He just looked at her from a distance, motionless, Yang Jinxin seemed to be able to see the cold smile on his face.

It turned out that she had always been just the clown who jumped off the beam, and he just wanted to give her hope and pinch it off again. As soon as his feet were soft, Yang Jinxin fell to the ground, and only read silently in his mouth.

"Winter is coming...... Winter comes ......"

With the piercing whistle, the giant ship left the port, Yang Jinxin looked at the distant steamer, his heart was empty, but he preferred to burn like fire. She looked at the giant ship full of her beautiful hopes and future, slowly sailing into the mist, the river was full of smoke and waves, the water and the sky were connected, the cold wind gusted, set off the stormy waves, and the huge ship disappeared little by little.

Qin Muyang looked at the girl standing motionless on the dock, she was facing the river, her long hair was flying in the wind, and her whole person was shrouded in deep sadness. He couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, it was something he had never felt before. He walked over to her and quickened his pace, the feeling of heartache quickly overtaken by the fullness of groundedness.

The sound of footsteps behind him came, and Yang Jinxin slowly turned around, his eyes were still dark like ink, full of hatred. Just stared at him like that, this look made Qin Muyang stunned for a moment, and then he curled the corners of his lips, revealing a smile.

"I'll take you home!"

A faint tone, so taken for granted.

Yang Jinxin only looked at him expressionlessly, "How can you let him go?" ”

Qin Muyang raised his eyebrows slightly, paused for a moment, and replied softly: "Leave the barracks without permission and treat it as a deserter."

"How can you let him go?" Yang Jinxin asked coldly again.

Qin Muyang twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, as if revealing a cruel smile, and slowly approached two steps, his tall body enveloped her, a wisp of painful helplessness flashed in his black eyes, and his gaze firmly locked on her pupils without a trace of waves.

For a long time, his always cold voice was almost lingering.

"Stay with me and stay with me forever!"

……

This year's winter was exceptionally cold, and the small snowflakes that flew for several days turned this ancient city into a snow-white world.

As soon as the meeting ended, Qin Muyang hurriedly left the military headquarters, and Li Zhongyuan saw him walking away, so he hurriedly came to Liao Yong, who was still in the aftermath, and asked in a low voice: "Look at the appearance of the fourth young man, is the one in Wuyi Lane still sick?"

Liao Yong glanced at him, and then lowered his head to clean up the documents, "What shouldn't be inquired about, don't ask, don't want to live?" ”

Li Zhongyuan slapped him angrily and said: "Don't take a mouse here, tell you seriously, there is an old Chinese medicine doctor on Huajing Road, who has excellent medical skills, please go and take a look at it, the foreign doctor has been looking at it for half a month and has no effect, change to a Chinese medicine doctor."

Liao Yong frowned, and then heard Li Zhongyuan say: "Listen to me, that old Chinese medicine doctor specializes in treating incurable diseases." As he spoke, he turned his elbow again, "Hurry up, I don't want to see Si Shao's stinky face anymore!" ”

……

In the south-facing bedroom on the second floor of Wuyi Lane, under the bright crystal lamp, an old man in a black and gray cotton robe was squinting his eyes to check the pulse of Yang Jinxin, who was still asleep on the bed, while strouser with his hands in his trouser pockets, sitting on the sofa with his brows tightly locked, only staring at this side tightly.

Just when Qin Muyang's patience was about to run out, the old Chinese medicine doctor finally withdrew his hand, and the old bark-like face wrinkled slightly, sighed heavily, and shook his head.

"What the hell is going on?" Qin Muyang looked at him, got up and walked over, his mood became more and more irritable, and he looked cold and cold, which made the old Chinese medicine doctor's face white.

He glanced up at Qin Muyang, got up and bowed to him, and then said slowly: "This young lady, the liver is hot, the spleen and stomach are weak, and the weather has been freezing recently, and the cold is in the bones, so I have this wind chill disease."

Qin Muyang listened impatiently to his text, and hurriedly interrupted his following words, and asked in a cold voice: "Just tell me, what kind of disease she has, and how she can get better!"

The old Chinese medicine doctor was not affected by him at all, still stroked his goatee, and said slowly: "Her physical illness is easy to treat, but this mental illness is powerless!"

The old Chinese medicine doctor looked at Qin Muyang, who was frowning tightly and air-conditioned, shook his head, as if he had seen through everything, and said meaningfully: "I'll prescribe medicine first and give her food, but, Chief Qin, this heart disease still has the truth of heart medicine, you know, if she doesn't untie this heart knot for a day, this disease will not get better for a day, and if she goes on like this, Da Luo Immortal can't save her!"

Zhao Zhijun took the old Chinese medicine doctor to prescribe a prescription, and Qin Muyang was the only one left in the room, he sat down lightly on the edge of the bed, and looked at the lifeless Yang Jinxin on the bed motionlessly, for a long time, before he said softly.

"Don't think that this will make me let you go, don't even think about it!"

Yang Jinxin was in the haze, as if she had returned to the old osmanthus tree in the courtyard, her mother was still sitting under the tree washing the clothes collected from everywhere, she and her sister stepped barefoot in the basin, the two of them were one person and one head, twisting the heavy gown, the mother looked at them gently, her face was full of loving smiles, the sisters were laughing, and the yard was so lively.

"Let me come, let me come!" Huo Donglai, who was wearing a student uniform, held a schoolbag in one hand and a hat in the other, looking like he had just gotten out of school.

He rushed over like a wind, and went to snatch the clothes in Yang Jinxin's hand, and the young man who was in the period of changing his voice blamed her in a strange tone.

"How many times have I told you, it's easy to get sick barefoot, go put on your shoes, go and play, when you get sick and drink medicine, I want my pine nut candy, I don't eat it, go quickly!"

Yang Jinhuan was giggling on the side, "Brother Donglai, you are just eccentric, why don't you buy me pine nut candy, mother, do you say?" ”

The little Huo Donglai blushed, "Who said I didn't buy it for you, didn't I give it to you last time?" ”

"Then you also gave it to my sister first, and then gave it to me!" Yang Jinhuan pursed his lips and returned the favor.

"You, you, you!" Huo Donglai stammered and couldn't speak, causing Yang Jinhuan to laugh like a silver bell.

How beautiful life was at that time, with a gentle mother, a happy sister, and the little boy who grew up with him.

Qin Muyang looked at the sleeping Yang Jinxin without blinking, looking at her clear tears, constantly flowing down from the corners of her eyes, and her somewhat chapped lips gently opened and closed.

He put his ear to it with some excitement, and listened to her call "mother" for a while, "sister" for a while, and of course the name that made him regret it deeply.

"Jinxin, Jinxin!"

Qin Muyang called her softly, this time she successfully opened her eyes, she opened her eyes in a daze, and saw Qin Muyang wearing only a white shirt, sitting on the edge of the bed looking at herself, with a smile full of surprise and concern.

The room was extremely warm, Qin Muyang sat at the head of the bed, held her in his arms, brought a water cup to her mouth, and the magnetic voice was never gentle.

"You've slept too long, drink some water to moisten your throat first."

Yang Jinxin only turned his head to look out the window, and the velvet curtains were closed, leaving only a small gap, which was also pitch black.

Qin Muyang put the water cup to the other side again, and pulled up the homely thing softly. "You see how long you've been sleeping, it's dark outside, however, the doctor said that you drank the medicine tonight, and you will get better tomorrow, it's snowing outside, I just took you to see the snow scene, the red plums in the back garden of Guiyuan are all blooming, it is a good scenery, you have to get better quickly, otherwise you will miss this year's flowering period."

Yang Jinxin still didn't speak, only looked out the window in a daze, Qin Muyang frowned slightly, the water cup was always close to her mouth, as long as she lowered her head, she could take a sip.

After a long time, she finally took her gaze back, and heard her hoarse voice without heaving, and asked, "Where is he?" Are you talking? ”

Qin Muyang's heart hurt again, his sword eyebrows frowned, his face turned cold, and he remembered the words of the old Chinese medicine doctor again. The glass of water in his hand came closer, and this time it was completely against his lips, and he heard his cold voice speak slowly.

"Then it's up to you, when you get better, when he comes out, if you can't get better, he can just be able to bury you!"

Yang Jinxin didn't even have the strength to hate him, only smiled bitterly, and finally opened his mouth, took the water cup against his lips, and poured it into his mouth together with the tears that happened to fall.

Just as Sister-in-law Liu knocked on the door with the boiled medicine, Qin Muyang beckoned to bring the medicine bowl in her hand, and the rich ink-like medicinal juice exuded a strong medicinal smell.

Yang Jinxin couldn't accept this taste at all, and pushed his hand away with a "snap", and the medicine bowl fell to the ground and rolled on the thick carpet a few times, and the medicinal juice was quickly absorbed by the carpet, leaving evidence of wet printing.

Qin Muyang was not annoyed, and only lightly instructed Sister-in-law Liu, "You boil another bowl." ”

Yang Jinxin didn't say anything, just blindly shed tears, the medicine came, took a sip and spit it out, Qin Muyang also tossed her, personally fed her the medicine, and asked Sister-in-law Liu to boil the medicine again and again, and this night fell into a cycle.

The winter night was particularly long, until the sky was slightly bright, Yang Jinxin finally drank a small half bowl of medicine, the room was full of strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, Yang Jinxin was also embarrassed, the nightdress on his body was soaked with sweat, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water, but the high fever that had been lingering had subsided, which made Qin Muyang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.