Chapter 127: The Cold War
Such thoughts lingered in the heart of the scarlet smoke and could not be dispersed for a long time.
She couldn't convince herself that this was just a normal doctor's mindset of saving lives.
She remembered the way Mo Yan looked at her, very focused, very enthusiastic, very considerate, and very melancholy.
That kind of look used to be the way Wei Chimu looked at her.
It's like between heaven and earth, there is only each other, thousands of floating dust disturb each other, as long as the mind is quiet and single-minded, what remains in the end is a sincere heart that is honest and naked to each other.
It's a pity that such a sincere heart, after all, still can't withstand the sword of time, ruthlessly exposing its steely exterior to the wind and sun, weathering and cracking, revealing a soft and simple inside, and scratched a thousand holes, scarred, and finally it is no longer a complete heart, mixed with too many selfish desires, too many troubles, people can't look directly.
The so-called sea oath and mountain alliance has never been just a dream, time has passed, the vicissitudes of life, the hearts of the people are ancient, who will remember the words and smiles of Yan Yan, singing in the willows and blue waves, men and women love, who will remember the original vow, singing and dancing in the bright starry sky, soft nong, deep love like iron?
Scarlet Smoke doesn't want to make another heart, and she doesn't want to be betrayed and hurt again.
As she once said when she had a heart-to-heart relationship with Yu Chimu, she had only one heart, and she gave it to Yu Chimu, and since then she has no other heart.
She is reluctant to renounce her original vow, not because she still misses Wei Chimu, but simply because she still can't give up a few points of her once-in-a-bone love experience.
She is afraid that she will fall in love with Mo Fu, fall in love with a love that she is not sure will last, and be abandoned again in the end, who else can save her completely disheartened thoughts at that time?
The more beautiful and illusory love is, the more suspicious and untouchable it is.
At least that's what Scarlet Smoke thinks.
Mo Yan is still tender to her, taking care of her every day, and taking care of her meticulously. But Scarlet Smoke made up her mind to return the favors given to her by Mo Death one by one.
The care he gave her, she also returned it in the same way, they don't owe each other, and if they don't owe each other, they can't talk about deeper emotional development.
After Scarlet Smoke made up her mind, she stepped up and began to recover her body. Mo Yan was amazed by her determination and perseverance to recover her body, thinking that she longed for freedom, wanted to go out to breathe fresh air, live happily, get out of the haze as soon as possible, and adapt to a new life as soon as possible.
Scarlet Smoke was finally able to get out of bed and walk independently, and she moved her legs, and her joy was palpable. Mo Yan saw it in his eyes, and he was secretly happy for her, excited that she was willing to accept a new life.
But he soon lost his joy.
The reason is still scarlet smoke.
Since Scarlet Smoke can resume walking, there is basically no physical problem, she can come and go freely, she can jump up and down, and it is just around the corner to resume her martial arts after a while. But in this way, Scarlet Smoke wondered what she should do to repay Mo Fu's kindness to her.
As a result, Mo Yan gradually noticed that his life had quietly undergone some changes.
When he returned from outside, he returned to his study, and he always habitually sorted out the day's pulse diagnosis records and medicinal materials. When he came to the medicine cabinet, he would find that the old medicine cabinet seemed to have been wiped clean and looked brand new, and the name and properties of the medicine had been written on each drawer.
Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, and then opened the drawer, and some of the medicinal materials mixed in it had already been sorted into special drawers, and he didn't need to tidy it up at all.
When he returned to his desk and sat down, he would see that the medicine books that had been scattered on the table had been cleaned up, and the pharmacy that he had not finished before had been filled in with different handwriting, neatly tired into a small mountain.
Even one day, when he came back from outside, because he met a difficult family dealing with gynecological diseases, he worked extremely hard to socialize outside, and it was already the middle of the night when he returned to the bamboo house with a bitter face. At that time, the night insects outside the window were chirping, and the lights in the scarlet room were also extinguished, he looked at the scarlet room, as if he could see the scarlet smoke through the door, and breathed evenly, so that he didn't feel comfortable, and the fatigue of the day was gone.
Then he went back to his study and sat down in the mahogany chair.
At a glance, I saw a strange glass snuff box on the desk.
The snuffbox had a different fragrance, and he carefully pinched his fingers and placed it in front of him. The glass snuff box was carved with Maitreya Buddha, and his face was smiling, as if all his troubles could melt into a huge smile. Mo Yan unscrewed the lid, and there was a faint pink liquid flowing slowly, and a peach blossom-like fragrance came to his nose, running through it from head to toe, making him feel extremely comfortable in an instant, and the residual trace of exhaustion was all washed clean by this peach blossom fragrance at this moment.
He also saw a small note pressed under the snuff bottle, with the words "loose powder, invigorate blood and moisten the lungs, repair vitality, drive away fatigue, and have the best medicinal effect", which was obviously the handwriting of Scarlet Smoke.
Mo Yan was moved in his heart, but the emotion was only for a moment, and a strange emotion quickly surged into his heart, making his hand holding the snuffbox tremble slightly.
Scarlet Smoke worked so hard for him, did he really decide to abandon the past and start a new life, or did he just want to overdraft his body just to repay him a favor?
Thinking like this, a wave of heat swelled in his heart.
Scarlet Smoke is so anxious to hope that he will recover, is it just to be able to achieve independence as soon as possible, so that he can break off the relationship with him, repay the kindness, and never meet passers-by from all over the world?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was a great possibility, and he couldn't help but sink his face and put down the delicate and small snuffbox.
Scarlet Yan didn't know, she only felt that if she did something for Wei Chimu, the guilt in her heart would be less, and she was like a careful person, but this time she never noticed that Mo Yan's face was getting more and more ugly day by day.
Until one day.
Mo Yan was collecting medicinal herbs outside, and as soon as he returned to the courtyard, he saw a picture that made his scalp tingle.
Scarlet Smoke pinching the axe!
There was a pile of dry firewood in front of him.
She's going to chop wood, chop wood!
Mo Fu held his forehead, only feeling that the world was mysterious.
He couldn't hold back his anger any longer, stepped forward and snatched Scarlet Smoke's axe, tossed it aside at random, and then wrapped his hands tightly around Scarlet Smoke's shoulders, staring straight at her, his eyes bursting with fire, such a look Scarlet Smoke had never seen before.
She was originally very excited to see Mo Xuan, and slowly calmed down.
"Scarlet Smoke, I didn't save you so that you could spoil yourself."
Mo Yan spoke, but his voice was hoarse and low like never before.
Scarlet Smoke was a little aggrieved, she raised her head and said seriously: "I didn't spoil myself, I just want to thank you in my own way." ”
"Thank me?" Mo Yan raised his voice slightly, "Scarlet Smoke, I said I didn't need your thanks. ”
"That's what you don't need, but I do." Scarlet Yan stubbornly raised her head, "Mo Yan, I know in my heart that you are good to me, but the favors owed should always be returned, otherwise I will not be able to sleep and eat all day long." ”
Mo Yan's eyes dimmed a little, and the force he tightly clamped on Scarlet Smoke continued to increase, until Scarlet Smoke "hissed", and he realized that he was out of shape, and hurriedly put down his hand, but he didn't know whether he should step forward to check whether Scarlet Yan's hand was injured by himself.
She must have refused, right?
Reject the kindness of others, refuse the care of others, refuse others to go further, refuse the hand that wants to lift the pale veil, and reject the heart of others who wants to be closer to her.
She is like this, she would rather lick her wounds alone in secret, but also use the most detached smile to refuse the people who care about her outside the door, and not step into it.
Mo died a little sadly.
He left without saying a word, without saying another superfluous word.
Scarlet Smoke saw him leave, and she should have breathed a sigh of relief, but somehow, she always felt that Mo Yan's back was a little lonely and sad, which made her heart throb.
Since then, Mo Yan has started a cold war with Scarlet Smoke.
Scarlet Smoke knew that she was at a loss, and felt that she was a little embarrassed that her careful thoughts were seen through by Mo Yan, but seeing Mo Yan's busy appearance every day, she felt that she shouldn't fight this cold war with him. She tried to repair the relationship, but Mo Yan also learned from her previous appearance, stubborn smile, stubborn alienation, without saying a word, licking the wounds alone.
Mo Yan picked up the medicine box, Scarlet Smoke hurriedly handed over the diagnosis pulse, and Mo Yan left in disregard.
Mo Yan sorted out the medicinal materials, Scarlet Smoke lay his hand beside him, and Mo Yan simply closed the drawer and went out.
Mo Yan chopped wood for cooking, Scarlet Smoke was fanning on the side, and Mo Yan "gently" invited Scarlet Smoke out of the kitchen.
After doing this again and again, Scarlet Yan also knew that Mo Yan was determined to cool her, but she didn't want to fight a cold war with Mo Yan again. After eating a few closed-door soups, Scarlet Smoke jumped up and down at the door of Mo Yan's study, and said aggrievedly: "Mo Yan, you listen to my explanation!" I really don't have anything else on my mind! I just want to help you in any way I can! ”
Mo Yan directly ignored the voice, continued to open the pulse and study it carefully, letting Scarlet Smoke explain in every possible way at the door, and ignored it.
Mo Yan did everything like this, and at midnight, he couldn't hear any movement outside the door, thinking that Scarlet Smoke had gone back to rest, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't want to hang the scarlet cigarette for too long, he just hoped that the scarlet smoke could understand through this matter - his sincerity to the scarlet smoke was not something that could be discarded by her after two random strokes.
At this time, Scarlet Smoke should have gone to rest a long time ago, right? She had just recovered from a serious illness, and now it was the time of drowsiness, so Mo Yu considered whether to sneak into her room, pinch the corners of the quilt for her, and change the incense to let her sleep more peacefully?
He was thinking, and pulled the door.
A man's bones rolled at his feet.
Mo Yan's face suddenly darkened.
"You ......"
"Ink Death?" Scarlet Smoke rubbed her eyes, and when she saw the person clearly, she jumped up excitedly, "I knew you wouldn't ignore me!" ”
Mo was stunned for a moment before asking, "Why don't you sleep so late?" ”
"I want to give you an explanation, but I don't want to bother you......" Scarlet Smoke lowered her head slightly.
Mo Yan took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, strode away without looking at the scarlet smoke, and dropped a sentence: "You don't need to explain to me, it's more important for you to rest and take care of your body than anything else!" ”
"Ink Death!" Scarlet Smoke was in a hurry, she was not afraid that Mo Yan would be gentle with her, she was not afraid that Mo Yan would be fierce to her, she was afraid that Mo Yan would ignore her directly, she didn't want to pull his sleeve, but she didn't expect Mo Yan to walk fast, and Scarlet Smoke was a vain step at the beginning of a serious illness, such a pull made her center of gravity unstable, and as soon as the hand holding Mo Yan was released, the whole person fell to the ground softly.
Mo turned his head suddenly, and the tension in his eyes was clearly visible.