Ping Yan is like a lonely ghost, with six gods and no owner, wandering aimlessly in the crowded streets.

There was a drizzle in the sky, and gradually, the muffled thunder sounded, and there was a burst of intense drums, and the rain became heavier, and the beaded curtains whipped the earth heavily, dispersed the crowd, and people rushed to the direction of home with their families, holding their wives and children, step by step, stepping on the puddles.

The ants still have a home, but she doesn't, she has nothing, only a monstrous hatred that has accumulated.

She was drenched in pouring rain and walked up and down.

In the trance, the wind and rain on the head seemed to be lighter, and only the thunder was still blowing up frequently in the ears, which was terrifying. She looked up along the chaotic rain curtain, and saw a black oil umbrella held above her head, slowly moving her eyes from the handle of the umbrella, and a hand holding the end of the umbrella bone gradually came into view, the bone joints were slender and thin, stained with bean-sized rain droplets.

She lifted her eyes, perhaps the wind had disturbed the rain, or her eyes were stained with tears, and his appearance was shaky outside of sight.

But despite this, the face engraved in the bottom of my heart still roared out at the first time, unstoppable. She desperately crashed into this man's arms, wrapped her arms around his waist, burst into tears, and missed me like a flood, "Brother Kyushu, how can you bear to leave me again." ”

His face gradually opened in the layers of wind and rain, but his expression was completely different from this raging rain, quiet and withered, without human feelings. Shen Dashao freed up a hand, slowly buckled her body, and held her cold in his arms.

It seems that the wind and rain have become stronger again, and his hard heart has gradually softened, and his feelings are like cobwebs, forming a shape that can be seen by the naked eye. He suddenly felt that the soaked, heartbroken girl in his arms was so distressing.

Shen Dashao leaned into her ear and said softly, "I'll take you back." He picked her up horizontally, and propped up the entire umbrella to cover her from the wind and rain, he wet half of his body, wading through the rain all over the street, his pace was steady, and the cold face that had been seen for many years gradually became warm and poetic.

Since he was lynched by Chu Hongpao in the patrol room, and later added new injuries in the Qingyun Gang, Ping Yan neglected to recuperate, and his injuries have not healed.

Shen Da Shao had been quietly in front of the window all night, and Li Yong knew that the identity of this woman had gradually changed in his master's heart, but maybe Da Shao Shang was still in the dark. Although he had the heart to remind the troubled mind that she was a woman and had to take the overall situation into account, he didn't have the courage to do so, so he couldn't help but be a little worried.

The situation in Changzhou seems to be calm, but in fact, there are constant clashes of hidden forces. Moreover, under Xu Weizhen's nose, they are walking on thin ice, and they must not make mistakes and let people grasp the handle.

Li Yong saw that he was tired, so he proposed: "Da Shao, the doctor has already said that Miss Yan has a fever, and it will be a matter of two hours to wake up." You haven't closed your eyes all night, so why don't you go and rest first. ”

Shen Dashao straightened up, nodded, and stepped out, and the corner of his sleeve was tightly pulled by an external force. He lowered his eyes and saw Ping Yan lying on the futon with a cloak, her face was pale, and her eyes were confused and fragile, but the moment she saw him clearly, it was obviously dimmed.

It turned out to be a dream, and the hero who came to save her in the heavy rain was not Shen Yujian.

Shen Da Shaofu sat back on the chair at the head of the bed and beckoned Li Yong, "Bring the medicine prescribed by the doctor." ”

Li Yong glanced at Ping Yan, took a few Western pills, and poured a glass of boiled water.

Shen Dashao carefully helped Ping Yan up half of her body, let her lean on the head of the bed, took a soft pillow and stuffed it behind her back, and personally took the water and medicine in Li Yong's hand, and handed the cup to Ping Yan, "No matter what happens, you must always take care of yourself, such a heavy rain is not suitable for you." As he spoke, he pulled away Ping Yan's hand and poured a few pills into her palm.

Ping Yan stared blankly at the air, was silent for a long time, only put the white pill in her hand on her tongue, and let the saliva blur her bitter taste buds, in this way to stimulate her muddy thoughts.

Shen Dashao picked a grape from the fruit bowl next to him, handed it to Ping Yan's lips, and half laughed, "It's the first time I've seen someone drinking medicine like this, isn't it bitter?" ”

Ping Yan opened her mouth obediently, the grapes slid into her mouth, she gently bit it, the juice was very sweet, and it fused with the bitterness, and it was a lot more comfortable between her lips and teeth.

"What you want, Master has already handed it over to you." Even if it's fake, she can only do that.

Shen Dashao took out the box, put it on the bright spot, and looked around at the tip of his fingers, "Where did you find this box?" ”

"Truth be told, I did steal the bronze box that night, so that I could negotiate if I was accidentally caught. Later, for the sake of this box, you threatened me more than once, and I knew that this box must be very important, and it was not worth it to hand it over to you in vain, but I had never seen it before. Today, in order to save the lives of my master, I handed it over to you, hoping that you can keep your word. ”

She was reluctant to confess the truth because the truth had a lot to do with Shen Yuchen. Since it has been severed, it is a lot of involvement in case it is pierced.

And to hide a shrewd and suspicious person like Shen Dashao, the best way is to tell the truth and lie together, half-truths and half-falsehoods, so that it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

At dusk, Dongxia had already found Shen Dashao here, and although Ping Yan was weak, she also forced herself out of bed. Although she thanked Shen Dashao for taking good care of him, it always felt unconstrained to get along with him under the same roof. She didn't want to bother, so she politely declined, and took Dongxia back in a rickshaw.

Shen Dashao watched her back slowly turn into the alley.

Li Yong couldn't help but tentatively speak, "When I came back to Qingzhou this time, Da Shao seemed to be very different from Miss Yan. ”

He has always disliked the arrangement of subordinates to speculate on the rights and wrongs of his master, but this time he was not angry, but only asked, "Oh? What's the difference. ”

Li Yong thought about it, but he still had the courage to tell the truth, "From your face, your subordinates seem to see the expression you can only have when you are on your honeymoon." ”

Shen Dashao's face sank, Li Yong knew that he had said the wrong thing, he lowered his head in fear, and said consciously: "When I return to Changzhou, my subordinates will go to the army to get twenty military sticks." ”

"This is what our Shen family owes her." A few days ago, Liu Sanchun came to him, and wanted to cooperate with him to make a big picture that could change the world, in order to show sincerity, and he poked out the mystery of her life experience. "I'll just pay off some debts for my second brother first."

In the shade of the trees downstairs, the inkstone was pacing left and right, with a worried and uneasy face, as soon as he saw Ping Yan from a distance, he ran up to meet him, wiped his tears with his sleeve, "Miss, go and see my young master, he has been in poor spirits for the past few days, and he vomited blood just now." ”

"Didn't I prescribe medicine to recuperate your young master? Why, you didn't hint at the fried for him to drink? Ping Yan asked.

The inkstone was so anxious that he stomped his feet and shook his head repeatedly, "How dare I, I have always fried the medicine according to your orders, one bowl a day." ”

"Okay, don't worry, I'll take a look with you." She told the rickshaw driver to turn around, and remembered that she hadn't returned all night, Dongxia ran around looking for it all night, and said: "You must have slept all night, go back to rest first, I'll go back when I go." ”

The morning sun is born, and all things wake up.

Ping Yan quietly looked at the person on the bed, from the eyebrows to the eyes, the nose, lips and jaw, the curves were smooth and warm, she felt more and more that this face was really familiar, and when she thought about it, it was very consistent with her brother in Kyushu when she was a teenager.

In fact, to be honest, she also found it strange. After getting along with Dong Changlin these days, she actually has a lot of familiarity, if it weren't for the identity of Shen Yuchen, she would almost subconsciously regard Dong Changlin as the Kyushu brother back then.

Because in her imagination, Dong Changlin's every move, smile and smile should be what Brother Kyushu will look like when he grows up.

It's just that he is idle but his heart is changeable, and now Shen Yuchen, his heart is cold, which is completely different from when he was a teenager.

Ping Yan fed him the last sip of the decoction and handed the spoon and bowl to the inkstone, "When did your young master's illness start to deteriorate?" ”

Yantai thought for a while, "Not long ago, Miss, you escaped death from the Qingyun Gang and operated on Young Master Shen, and the young master guarded you in the hospital for a few days, and he didn't come back until you woke up." That night he had a fever and coughed incessantly. I wanted to go to the hospital to find you to prescribe a prescription, but the young master said that you need to rest, and I was not allowed to bother, so I only invited a doctor to come to the house to see me. Although it was cured, slowly, the young master's body was getting worse and worse. ”

"Do you know that your young master hasn't drunk a bowl of the medicine you have boiled these days."

Yan Tai's eyes widened in shock, and he stammered: "How is it possible, I bring the medicine to the young master every day." ”

"And you saw him drink it with your own eyes?" She asked rhetorically.

Yan Tai shook his head a few times in a daze, "The young master has always been like this, saying that the smell of medicine is unpleasant, and he doesn't like people to serve him to drink medicine." ”

A good young master with a powerful and a great future, why did he kill himself in such a way? It's weird.

"Miss Yan, that young master, he is ...... now" Yan Tai looked worried.

"If you take care of yourself and follow the doctor's instructions, you can still be saved. You go and make a bowl of porridge, I'm afraid your young master will be hungry when he wakes up. ”