Chapter Fifty-Nine: That Night

The following is Yue Zhenxing's aftermath recollection, that night, he felt that he had slept for a long, long time.

In the haze, Yue Zhen's form floated in the void and in reality.

Yue Zhenxing saw the ten-year-old Mu Lingbo, the fifteen-year-old Mu Lingbo, and the eighteen-year-old Mu Lingbo.

Yue Zhenxing met Mu Lingbo when he was eight years old, Mu Lingbo always raised his chin high, and refused to call Yue Zhenxing the eldest young master of the Yue family; However, the servant woman Tiger Gu called Master Yue on the left and Young Master Yue on the right, calling Yue Zhenxing affectionately. reminds of the fact that Mu Lingbo's family is in the middle of the road.

In turn, Yue Zhenxing branded Mu Lingbo's figure in his heart, and at that time, Yue Zhenxing hated this impolite and arrogant girl very much.

In the third year of Yue Zhenxing's junior year, he failed the big exam and was not admitted to the ideal school in his mind, and Yue Zhenxing's father just gave him a warm word of comfort, which caused his tears to flood. He cried so darkly, breathlessly, like the end of the world.

Young Master Yue is the eldest son, a treasure held in the palm of the hands by adults, and if he failed in the exam, not only was he not blamed, but he also asked his relatives to appease Yue Zhenxing.

And what about Mu Lingbo? Now that she has no father or mother, and no parents to love, who can comfort her, Yue Zhenxing? In Mu Lingbo's eyes, people really don't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings.

"It's ugly." Yue Zhenxing's tears made the whole family helpless, and Mu Lingbo's words effectively stopped his tears.

"Mu Lingbo, what did you say?" Yue Zhenxing's big eyes were full of tears, but his tone exploded. "There's a kind of you say it again!"

"The man doesn't flick when he has tears, he is ugly, uglier than Zhong Kui. Your face can be attached to the door as a door god, and I don't think even a ghost dares to approach. ”

"You dead child! You have such a bad mouth, you actually said that my eldest young master Yue can ward off evil spirits, I want to sew up your mouth with a needle! Tiger Gu was so angry that she jumped in front of Yue Zhenxing to defend it.

"Do you know that if you cry for a long time, your eyes will be blind, and you may suffocate to death because you can't breathe?" Mu Lingbo continued to speak coldly.

"You...... You stinky girl, you don't know how to please the eldest young master of the Yue family! ”

"Then don't cry anymore, it's hard to hear."

Mu Lingbo looked at Yue Zhenxing's violent jump, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly.

Yue Zhenxing's tears stopped, glared at Mu Lingbo angrily, saying that Mu Lingbo didn't understand Yue Zhenxing's pain, and chattered that it was all bad luck, blaming the Dragon Lord for not blessing, blaming the weather for being too hot, blaming him for not eating enough that day, blaming the East and West for not blaming himself.

At the same time, he also envied Mu Lingbo a little, crying when he wanted to cry and laughing when he wanted to, without the reserve that the world should have, and without the suffocating temperament like the Yue family.

Later, Yue Zhenxing always called Mu Lingbo Lingbo, and Mu Lingbo said that this would be the same identity as Yue Zhenxing. Yue Zhenxing scoffed, can a name change his identity?

However, the identity is indeed fake, and Mu Lingbo never regarded Yue Zhenxing as the eldest young master Yue.

Since Yue Zhenxing called Mu Lingbo Lingbo, as if infected, Yue Zhenxing's classmates and friends all shouted Lingbo, this shouting followed her from childhood to adulthood, but because of the pressure of the Yue family, no one knew that Yue Zhenxing was the first to call Mu Lingbo Lingbo, maybe even Mu Lingbo himself didn't remember.

That year, Mu Lingbo was admitted to the national university in the old capital, beating gongs and drums everywhere to promote his good grades, not ashamed or concealed at all, and the whole person was like a flying butterfly, turning one spring breeze after another.

Yue Zhenxing just looked at Mu Lingbo from a distance.

Looking at Mu Lingbo's black and white, watery big eyes, he was full of smiles.

The apple-red cheeks, reflecting the fair complexion, make the heavens and the earth gloomy.

Because of Mu Lingbo's laughter, the young man's ignorant heart didn't understand what that throbbing was, he only knew that Mu Lingbo hated the Yue family, and a stubborn heart avoided Mu Lingbo.

Yue Zhenxing has always known Mu Lingbo's story and looked at Mu Lingbo from a distance. Mu Lingbo was full of spirit when he was in college, and talked about the shyness and happiness when he got married.

That girl has a stable job, good character, good knowledge, and is very suitable for herself, and the Yue family has no reason to obstruct it, and the love affair between childhood sweethearts and horses has finally come to fruition, and Yue Zhenxing is happy for himself at the same time, he heard the bad news of "Chongxi"!

Although the order of his parents cannot be violated, Yue Zhenxing's heart is sullen, as if he has been struck by thunder, and there is an indescribable sadness.

The family said that because his father loved his mother too much, he could not bear the pain of his mother's death, and in the end he still couldn't get over the relationship.

Since the relationship is sad, Yue Dashan vows to be a ruthless person.

Yue Zhenxing should not be controlled by feelings, for fear of following in his father's footsteps; Unexpectedly, fate had already arranged its own arrangements, and the seeds of love were buried deep in my heart and took root and sprouted.

This was a solid nightmare, this time, Yue Zhenxing stretched out his hand but did not immediately hold Mu Lingbo, causing Mu Lingbo to be swept into the pool by the bottomless whirlpool, Yue Zhenxing even saw the gentle and satisfied smile on the girl's pale face.

Yue Zhenxing woke up from his dream, sweating profusely and panting.

The eyes worked hard to adjust to the dazzling white light, and after Yue Zhenxing opened his eyes, the original illusory and unrealistic were truly presented in front of Yue Zhenxing's eyes.

How can it be? It was really Mu Lingbo who sent Yue Zhenxing to the hospital!

Mu Lingbo was sitting next to Yue Zhenxing's bed, Mu Lingbo didn't notice that Yue Zhenxing woke up, Mu Lingbo's eyes were distant and empty, and at a glance, he knew that the soul was too empty, and people were not in their hearts.

Coming home in the rain that day, although Yue Zhenxing took a hot shower and bandaged the wounds on his hands, his body was not abnormal until he went to bed yesterday, but when he woke up, the illness came so violently that Yue Zhenxing almost lost consciousness.

Yue Zhenxing's body has always been strong, even if he is unwell, it is only a minor illness and pain, and he has never had such ferocious symptoms. Yue Zhenxing twisted his eyebrows and thought deeply, and uncertain thoughts flashed into his mind.

The resentment by the stream yesterday was too heavy, and it was worth feeling that something was wrong, could it be......

I pondered the meaning of "resentment" and unconsciously turned the page.

On the embroidered portrait book, Yue Zhenxing looked at Mu Lingbo quietly.

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It's really funny to think about it, Yue Zhenxing actually remembered how Mu Lingbo begged for death, but he didn't remember how Mu Lingbo walked into Yue's house.

Yue Zhenxing hates hospitals. This kind of place of life and death always makes Yue Zhenxing's scalp numb and his whole body tremble, and he has no choice but to do so, Yue Zhenxing doesn't want to get half a step closer to the hospital.

After a while, it wasn't until the nurse came over to adjust the drip bottle that Mu Lingbo jumped up from his chair, originally immersed in sadness, and suddenly woke up when he saw Yue Zhenxing.

The nurse took her temperature, pulse and blood pressure. "Thirty-seven degrees five, current body temperature is normal. However, after the effect of the medicine has passed, it may be repeated for a few days, you have to take the medicine on time, and you have to change the medicine on time, please take this slip to check out and get the medicine, so that you can be discharged. ”

"Is it possible to have another fever so that I can be discharged?" Mu Lingbo was a little worried.

"There are anti-inflammatory ingredients in the medicine, if the fever does not go away, please come back to the hospital immediately." The nurse's sweet smile soothed Mu Lingbo's heart.

Yue Zhenxing sat up from the hospital bed. After sweating, the heat dissipated, Yue Zhenxing's body felt much lighter, and when he glanced at the Japanese watch on his wrist, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, no wonder Yue Zhenxing felt hungry.

Watching the nurse leave, Mu Lingbo asked uneasily, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's fine." Yue Zhenxing reluctantly pulled a faint smile.

"You're scaring me to death."

"It's going to be fine."

"You look miserable, it seems that you will ...... at any time" The word death hurt Mu Lingbo's heart, and Mu Lingbo held it in his mouth and did not say it.

"I'm fine." Seeing Mu Lingbo's worries, he looked at the suit and trousers on his body, and his memory came back a little, Yue Zhenxing seemed to be holding Mu Lingbo and fell.

"You're sweating, you have to wipe it off quickly."

Mu Lingbo took out the handkerchief in his leather bag and directly wiped the beads of sweat on Yue Zhenxing's forehead; Yue Zhenxing dodged slightly and took down the handkerchief in Mu Lingbo's hand. "Do it yourself."

Mu Lingbo let go of the handkerchief, looking guilty. "It's all my fault, you fell so badly because you pulled me, but I talked nonsense with you by the stream, so you were drenched in the rain for so long."

"If you know you're not good, you have to behave better."

Yue Zhenxing really has the posture of a great young master. Obviously, Mu Lingbo hated Yue Zhenxing, but he was always preached by Yue Zhenxing, Mu Lingbo felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but thinking that Yue Zhenxing was a patient, he had to swallow it and obediently be taught.

"Don't tell the Yue family what happened yesterday, okay?" Mu Lingbo's faint request was embarrassing.

"The Yue family?" Yue Zhenxing raised his eyebrows, representing Yue Zhenxing's question.

"It's your uncle and aunt, let everyone know, everyone will be worried and mock me, right?" Mu Lingbo pleaded.

Yue Zhenxing nodded, agreeing with Mu Lingbo's words. "Hmm. Sorry ......"

Mu Lingbo just breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. Don't talk about that day, today's events. ”

Yue Zhenxing nodded again. The heart is sour.

"It's strange, you usually talk a lot, and you speak in a tone that is more like a teacher than me, why don't you speak today?"

Yue Zhenxing: "......"

"Ahh Mu Lingbo slapped his thigh. "It's really a pig's head, you have a cold, fever and a sore throat, of course you don't like to talk. Are you hungry? Let's go to a restaurant near the hospital to get a bite to eat and then take you home. ”

"Hmm." Yue Zhenxing is indeed very weak, since last night until now, Yue Zhenxing has not eaten anything, and he is unable to resist the virus at all.

Yue Zhenxing didn't stop Mu Lingbo's movements, he felt that Mu Lingbo needed to be busy at the moment to fill his life.

If Mu Lingbo can be temporarily diverted, then Yue Zhenxing's serious illness is really timely.

"I want to eat sweet potato porridge."

"What? You, the eldest young master, also eat poor food? Mu Lingbo looked stunned, thinking that the man in front of him was talking nonsense.

"And you have to use your own sweet potatoes."

"If you can buy sweet potatoes, you're going to snicker, and you want your own sweet potatoes?" Mu Lingbo sighed, covered the quilt for Yue Zhenxing, and made sure that Yue Zhenxing's hands and feet were in the quilt.

"The sweet potatoes I bought don't taste good." Yue Zhenxing was lying on the bed, looking sweetly at Mu Lingbo who was standing beside the bed.

"Sick people, don't be so picky."

"It's because Yue Zhenxing is sick that he has to pick his mouth." Yue Zhenxing said it as a matter of course.

"It's already so late, where to get sweet potatoes from Longtan Village!" In this town, the lane has closed its stalls as early as noon.

"The stuff in the hospital is like dog food." Yue Zhenxing looked disgusted.

Mu Lingbo looked at Yue Zhenxing's appearance of being so weak that he was about to die, although Mu Lingbo himself was not much better. From the time of the incident to the present, Mu Lingbo has lost five pounds, as long as there is a light sea breeze, Mu Lingbo is afraid that he will be blown away by the wind, but Mu Lingbo still reluctantly said: "Okay, I'll find a way." You sleep first, and I'll be right back. ”

Just as Mu Lingbo turned around to walk out of Yue Zhenxing's room, Yue Zhenxing whispered to Mu Lingbo.

"Mu Lingbo."

"What?" Mu Lingbo turned around, thinking that Yue Zhenxing's conscience had found that he didn't need the sweet potatoes in Longtan Village.

"I don't want anyone else to ring the bell to wake me, I'm going to be discharged." Yue Zhenxing stretched out his hand and picked up a bunch of keys on the low cabinet next to the bed, and shook the key in his hand at Mu Lingbo.

"You ......" Listen to what Yue Zhenxing said! But Mu Lingbo could only resign himself to his fate, stirring his cheeks, and taking away the key from Yue Zhenxing's hand.

Everything was for the sake of Yue Zhenxing's dying, and Mu Lingbo, a poor man who was so thin that he only had a layer of skin left, could only cheer up and take care of Yue Zhenxing.

Discharged from the hospital and went home, this stinky young master, not only did not refuse Mu Lingbo's care, but also summoned Mu Lingbo, called him away, and even handed over the key to the house to Mu Lingbo.

Mu Lingbo had no choice but to go home, and Mu Lingbo used the excuse that a student was sick, and it happened that there were sweet potatoes in his uncle's house, so Mu Lingbo took them unceremoniously.

The joy in my aunt's heart is indescribable, at least the girl will care about other things, and she is no longer a soulless living dead.

"Mu Lingbo, while taking care of your students, you must also take care of yourself, don't let us worry, if you have a case, your aunt will not survive."

"Auntie, don't worry, although I can't guarantee that I will get better soon, I will never do anything to make you and your uncle sad." Mu Lingbo smiled slightly. "Don't come back tonight, don't wait for me."

Mu Lingbo carried the sweet potatoes prepared by his uncle and aunt, and returned to Yue Zhenxing's home non-stop.

looked at the key given by Yue Zhenxing in his hand. Before yesterday, Mu Lingbo and Yue Zhenxing still avoided meeting, what kind of confidence did Yue Zhenxing have, and Yue Zhenxing was not worried about Mu Lingbo becoming hate because of love? How could it be so easy to hand over the key to Mu Lingbo, a resentful woman? Aren't you afraid that Mu Lingbo will burn down Yue Zhenxing's home?

Mu Lingbo first went up to the second floor to see Yue Zhenxing, Yue Zhenxing slept very deeply, Mu Lingbo probed the temperature of Yue Zhenxing's forehead with the back of his hand to make sure that Yue Zhenxing did not have a fever anymore, so he went downstairs to cook porridge with confidence.

Until Yue Zhenxing smelled a strong smell of burning, he reflexively jumped up from the bed, ignoring the soreness of his whole body and the weakness of his feet, wearing only thin shorts and shorts, in the cold wind, Yue Zhenxing rushed downstairs in three steps and two steps.

Smoke drifted out from the direction of the kitchen, Yue Zhenxing rushed into the kitchen while waving away the pungent smell with his hand, and was about to extinguish the fire when he saw Mu Lingbo standing in front of the fire.

"What are you doing?!" Yue Zhenxing ran to the stove, but fortunately the fire had been turned off.

"Yue Zhenxing......" Mu Lingbo looked shocked.

Yue Zhenxing pulled Mu Lingbo out of the kitchen and let the frightened Mu Lingbo sit down on the dining table and chairs.

Yue Zhenxing looked Mu Lingbo up and down, and asked urgently, "Have you done well?" ”

Mu Lingbo looked pained, and his hands were raised high. "That oil is going to be hot, I want to say just peel the sweet potato skin while making the oil pot hot, but the more peeling, the more itchy my hands become, I think it should be a mosquito bite, so I went to the living room to find a panacea or something, but I forgot to turn off the stove, and when ......I found it, the pot was almost boiling until it exploded.

Yue Zhenxing looked at Mu Lingbo helplessly, rubbing his aching temples. "You're not bitten by a mosquito, sweet potatoes contain special mucus that can irritate the skin and itch."

Mu Lingbo raised his eyebrows and asked, "Was that bitten by a sweet potato?" ”

"Hmm."

"You already knew that peeling sweet potatoes would itch your hands?"

"Hmm." Yue Zhenxing staggered into the kitchen.

"Then you don't tell me, and you tell me to cook sweet potato porridge!" Mu Lingbo roared behind Yue Zhenxing. "Why are you so bad-hearted!"

Mu Lingbo seriously suspected that this eldest young master was deliberately rectifying Mu Lingbo.

"How do I know you don't even have this basic common sense." Yue Zhenxing responded to Mu Lingbo's words from the kitchen.

"This big young master!" Mu Lingbo scolded softly in his mouth, and just as he was about to leave, he saw Yue Zhenxing coming out of the kitchen with an iron pot in his hand.

Yue Zhenxing put the pot on the table and sat down in front of Mu Lingbo, holding the flint in his hand and lighting the fire of the flint.

"What are you doing? I almost set the house on fire, and now you're going to burn me? Mu Lingbo was so frightened that he almost jumped out of his chair.

Yue Zhenxing easily grabbed Mu Lingbo's right hand with his right hand. "Don't move, be careful if you get burned."

"So what are you doing?" Mu Lingbo was scared and wanted to withdraw his hand, but because of Yue Zhenxing's movements, he had to give up.

"If you are bitten by a sweet potato, you have to roast it with fire first, and then soak it in vinegar water when your hands are hot, so that it will relieve the itching."

"Really?" Mu Lingbo looked suspicious.

"Do you wash your hands with water while peeling sweet potatoes?" Yue Zhenxing looked at Mu Lingbo's hand and carefully held the flint.

"yes, I felt itchy, so I put my hand under the faucet and flushed it." Mu Lingbo nodded.

"When raw sweet potatoes touch water, they make the skin itch even more." Yue Zhenxing was dumbfounded, every time he said a word, it hurt once, but Yue Zhenxing still had to speak. Mu Lingbo didn't know how much he had suffered because he had seriously practiced his cooking skills and wanted to cook for her.

Until Mu Lingbo's hands were slightly warm, it seemed that they were really not so itchy, and then Mu Lingbo soaked his hands in the vinegar water in the pot, and after a while, Mu Lingbo's face showed a rare smile recently.

"It's really not itchy, it's amazing." Mu Lingbo looked at his hands, what is the principle of this? "How do you know to stop itching like this?"

"The locals don't have common sense like you, and you're more like a young master than me." Yue Zhenxing coldly reminded Mu Lingbo. "I'm dying of hunger."

"You ......" Mu Lingbo's smile condensed on his lips, and he wanted to get angry, but he still held back.

"I'll go out and buy something for you to eat." It really takes talent to cook rice.

Mu Lingbo thought that Yue Zhenxing would sympathize with Mu Lingbo, pity Mu Lingbo, and tell Mu Lingbo not to cook, but who knew that Yue Zhenxing took out the medical gloves from the drawer and threw them on the table.

"Remember to wear gloves when peeling sweet potatoes, and wake me up when they are cooked." The whole body is getting colder and colder, and as soon as he meets Mu Lingbo, Yue Zhenxing's illness may not be so soon.

"You ......" Mu Lingbo looked at the gloves, his eyes wide open. Obviously he used to be a gentle and elegant man, why did he say it so much that he wanted people to strangle Yue Zhenxing? "You're not afraid of burning your kitchen?"

"Go, I'm a patient and want to eat sweet potato porridge." Dropping the words, Yue Zhenxing turned around and went upstairs.

Mu Lingbo was dumbfounded, and his teeth itched with anger. Mu Lingbo could leave, but his feet seemed to have roots.

At least Mu Lingbo still has the ability to take care of a patient, although his own situation is not much better, but this disaster was caused by Mu Lingbo, Mu Lingbo has to clean up by himself, and he can't call his aunt to take care of Yue Zhenxing.

Mu Lingbo resigned himself to walking back to the kitchen, this time remembering to put on gloves, and in the thrilling process of cutting a wound on his finger and even spraying a few drops of hot oil on his face, Mu Lingbo finally fried the sweet potato.

Mu Lingbo continued to follow the secret taught by his parents, using the remaining oil to fry shiitake mushrooms and shredded chicken, and finally add washed white rice and plenty of water. With a burst of sadness, she was already a helpless person.

The seemingly simple dish, under the tragic situation of Mu Lingbo's scramble and almost burned down the kitchen, a sweet potato porridge was completed.

It is thousands of times more difficult to hold a spatula than chalk, and from now on, Mu Lingbo will never dare to dislike his uncle's craftsmanship again.

Mu Lingbo resigned himself to his fate and walked up to the second floor, thinking in his heart that Mu Lingbo would leave after asking Yue Zhenxing to get up and eat porridge.

It's just that when Mu Lingbo saw Yue Zhenxing, whose face was flushed, fine sweat broke out on his forehead, and his eyebrows were frowning,

Without a thermometer, Mu Lingbo knew that Yue Zhenxing had a high fever again.

At this point in time, there was a man he once loved who needed Mu Lingbo so much, Mu Lingbo's heartbeat that had almost stopped gradually beating, Mu Lingbo felt his vitality, echoing Yue Zhenxing's illness, Mu Lingbo had to breathe hard for Yue Zhenxing, and beat hard.

Moreover, although Mu Lingbo's craftsmanship was very bad, and the things cooked were so unpalatable that even Mu Lingbo himself found it difficult to swallow, Yue Zhenxing still ate everything without even frowning.

Yue Zhenxing has always refused to take medicine, just like a child who is emotional. Mu Lingbo has no love education for Yue Zhenxing, so he can only learn Yue Zhenxing's teasing tone.

"If you don't eat, you won't be fine, if you let your brain burn out, you're so old, but you can't even get into the village."

Yue Zhenxing was not angry because of Mu Lingbo's harsh words, but had a pleasant smile.

Mu Lingbo watched Yue Zhenxing take the medicine, and saw Yue Zhenxing obediently lie back on the bed to rest, before saying, "That's how you can behave, Yue Zhenxing, I'll go back, you have a good rest." ”

"Come over tomorrow morning and help me do my laundry." That's a direct order.

"What?" Mu Lingbo was just as frightened.

Yue Zhenxing waved his hands that were bandaged with white gauze. "Otherwise, I'll find Tiger Aunt."

It was clearly a threat to Mu Lingbo, and Mu Lingbo could only be subject to Yue Zhenxing's threat. "Alright."

"There is a medical box in the living room cabinet, and the small wound on your hand must not become tetanus."

Sure enough, Yue Zhenxing didn't have a good word, but for the sake of Yue Zhenxing, he would also notice the small wound on Mu Lingbo's index finger, and Mu Lingbo didn't bother with Yue Zhenxing for the time being.

For Mulingbo, having things to keep him busy is the greatest gift, especially when staying outside of home.

At home, in addition to the caring eyes of relatives, there are also rumors and rumors of the villagers, although the Yue family has issued a gag order, the voice is still everywhere.

The overt and covert words and the isolated and helpless posture were so stressful that Mu Lingbo's heart seemed to be pressed by a boulder all day long, and sometimes too many eyes would suffocate Mu Lingbo to the point that it was difficult to breathe.

When you come to Yue Zhenxing, it's different.

Except for the day by the stream, Yue Zhenxing never said anything to Mu Lingbo about the past, and some only satirized Mu Lingbo and ridiculed Mu Lingbo's incompetence in doing housework, and did not mention Yue Shanren at all.

In the absence of the Yue family, Mu Lingbo seemed to have found a safe haven; Yue Zhenxing gave Mu Lingbo an empty room, so that Mu Lingbo could rest and meditate in that room.

This is a world without elders, the busier Mu Lingbo is, the less he will think about it, and the busier Mu Lingbo is, the more he feels the value of his existence.

Five days later.

Yue Zhenxing sat on the sofa in the living room with a blanket on his lap.

That old man's appearance is really to treat Mu Lingbo as a slave, is it tolerable or unbearable!

In the past few days, Mu Lingbo is in charge of all the dishes, from sweet potato porridge to fish porridge, and then advanced to mushroom chicken soup and fried vegetables, every night Yue Zhenxing will open the menu of the next day, Mu Lingbo had to get up early in the morning to study the recipes, and rush to the alley to buy vegetables.

Mu Lingbo also had to help Yue Zhenxing do the laundry, Yue Zhenxing even shamelessly threw his underwear to Mu Lingbo to wash, and even swept and mopped the floor with only one mouth, not caring at all whether Mu Lingbo's thin body could withstand such labor. Mu Lingbo felt that he had worked hard enough, and only then did he know that the life of an ordinary housewife was not something that a woman could live if she had been immersed in the wind and the moon.

Mu Lingbo took out a transparent and beautiful bag from his pocket, filled with more than a dozen colorful sugars, Mu Lingbo grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth, the slightly sweet strawberry flavor was just enough to suppress the anger in his chest.

"You're so naïve." Yue Zhenxing sneered.

"Who says adults can't eat candy?" Mu Lingbo raised his eyebrows and asked.

"No, no. But that means there is a certain degree of naivety in the mind. ”

"I am with children every day, I am childlike, young and lovely, like you are old and old."

Yue Zhenxing glanced at Mu Lingbo and smiled. "You're energetic, isn't it?"

"It seems that you are completely fine, Yue Zhenxing, I won't use it tomorrow." Raising the bar with Yue Zhenxing actually feels pretty good.

"It's almost the New Year, you really should go home and help your family clean up and worship their ancestors."

Hearing that Yue Zhenxing didn't keep Mu Lingbo at all, Mu Lingbo's heart was inexplicably empty, especially when he didn't thank him, it was so natural for Mu Lingbo to be sent.

"Hey, don't you have to worship your ancestors?"

Yue Zhenxing said coldly: "I don't call it Hey, you should call it Yue Zhenxing, or Young Master Yue." ”

"Hush." Mu Lingbo disagreed. "You're majestic outside, don't think I'll shout after the dog's legs, but I can call you a lazy worm."

"Impolite woman." Yue Zhenxing rested his legs on the coffee table, but he was laughing in his heart.

"You're the rude man. I have been taking care of you so hard these days, and you repay people like this? Not even a thank you. Mu Lingbo wasn't really angry when he said this, it was purely a gesture of asking for credit.

Yue Zhenxing looked at the sky outside. Today, the sea breeze is blowing, and the sky is getting darker and faster. "You should go back early."

"It's strange that you drove me back when it got dark, why the hell?"

Aside from the fact that Yue Zhenxing fell asleep on the first day, from the second day of taking care of Yue Zhenxing, Yue Zhenxing shouted that he was hungry at four o'clock in the afternoon, and when Mu Lingbo finished cooking dinner, Mu Lingbo didn't even eat the rice he cooked, and was bombarded home by Yue Zhenxing.

"You've been out all day, and I don't want your uncle and aunt to worry; Besides, you as a woman still don't go back too late. ”

This stinky young master's standard knife mouth and tofu heart, Mu Lingbo knew in his heart that Yue Zhenxing was all for Mu Lingbo's good. "I've lived in the old capital for many years, and my uncle and aunt have long been used to me not being at home, if it weren't for the incident of Old Man Yue......

Mu Lingbo didn't finish his words, as soon as he mentioned Yue Shanren, Mu Lingbo's thoughts fell into bitterness.

"Go home early and don't go out again in the evening if you're fine." Yue Zhenxing said very carefully.

Mu Lingbo pondered thoughtfully, and suddenly realized. "You're still worried that I'm going to do something stupid, aren't you?"

"Of course not." Yue Zhenxing raised a mocking smile. "Or do you like it here, or you'd just stay overnight."

Mu Lingbo glared at Yue Zhenxing. "You are so handsome, but it's a pity that you have such a bad mouth, so you won't be able to marry a good woman in the future."

"My Yue Zhenxing didn't plan to marry a second woman, so I don't need to use my mouth to please a woman at all." It's a fact.

"You are the eldest young master and not a monk, why don't you want to get married?" Mu Lingbo looked at him left and right.

Yue Zhenxing didn't intend to continue this kind of topic, glanced at the pendulum clock on the wall, and then took off a string of Buddhist beads on his wrist, took Mu Lingbo's hand, and put it into Mu Lingbo's slender wrist.

"What are you doing?" Mu Lingbo's eyes lit up, this bead was so beautiful, showing a golden round pearl in transparency, shining like a pearl.

"This is pure natural beeswax, which has been worshiped by the incense of the dragon lord, and can keep you safe."

"Why do you want to give it to me?" Mu Lingbo wanted to take it down, but saw the resoluteness in Yue Zhenxing's eyes.

"Didn't you say that I, Yue Zhenxing, don't know how to be polite? I've worked hard for you in the past few days, so I will take it as a thank you gift. ”

"No." Mu Lingbo refused.

"Listen to me, don't take it down except for the shower, remember." Regardless of Mu Lingbo's reaction, Yue Zhenxing insisted on asking Mu Lingbo to accept it.

"Why are you so polite all of a sudden? This must be very valuable, and Yue Zhenxing can't accept it. This string of crystal beads still has Yue Zhenxing's body temperature remaining, which makes Mu Lingbo feel inexplicably settled.

"In monetary terms, it's a bargain; In terms of energy, it can calm your spirit. "Don't tell her that on that day, Yue Zhenxing will go to ask for the amulet of the Dragon Lord, so that he will have the opportunity to stop Mu Lingbo from doing stupid things by the stream.

"So easy to use?" Mu Lingbo understood Yue Zhenxing's intentions, probably because he was worried that Mu Lingbo was thinking crankily all day long.

"Try it and see if it works, you can go back." Yue Zhenxing hugged the blanket to his knees again, looking too lazy to continue talking to Mu Lingbo.

Mu Lingbo, go back, don't come here tomorrow. Here it is...... Hoodoo.

There were more Buddha beads on his wrist, and feeling the strange weight, Mu Lingbo waved his hand and left Yue's house with his carry-on bag.

It wasn't until the space returned to the silence when Yue Zhenxing was alone that Yue Zhenxing turned around and faced the mirror of the dresser.

In the past few days, I have been resting in bed, and my appetite has also increased, and before I know it, the sunken flesh on my cheeks has slowly grown back, and it is no longer so pale that it looks like it will fall down at any time.

Yue Zhenxing's heart hung and slowly put it down.

"Auntie, it's Ling Bo who is back."

"Ling Bo, are those dolls all well?" Uncle and aunt asked with concern.

"The students are all well, and they all say that they are thanks to my care. I said don't say that. "Hiding from his uncle and aunt, Mu Lingbo really didn't want to go.

"You also have to pay more attention, now that the world is chaotic, it's best not to let girls go out alone at night."

"Okay, I understand, I'll keep an eye on it." Mu Lingbo was full of gratitude to his uncle and aunt.

"If there is any difficulty, or if there is something, say hello, and everyone will be on watch and help each other at any time."

After that, Mu Ling kept in touch with Bo Yue's true form without telling his uncle and aunt, so that the Mu family's relatives would let Mu Lingbo go out every day with such confidence.

The misty night often causes unnecessary illusions, and with Mu Lingbo's current physical and mental condition, he is especially vulnerable when it comes to dark nights.

Yue Shanren is not allowed to die well, although he has asked the temple to wish the practice of excess, but he is afraid that Yue Shanren's obsession is too deep, and he is unwilling to the world; With Mu Lingbo's acquaintance with Yue Shanren, that person's love for dogs and horses will make Yue Shanren's soul unable to reincarnate smoothly, which is an absolutely bad thing for Mu Lingbo. Let her be the finger of a thousand people.

Worse still, if Yue Shanren insisted on taking Mu Lingbo away, then the matter would be even more tricky, and I hope all this is just Yue Zhenxing's speculation.

Yue Zhenxing could only take precautions and protect Mu Lingbo with Buddhist beads with incense, so that invisible things would not invade Mu Lingbo's will so easily.

I only hope that Mu Lingbo's hatred for Yue Shanren will be less, so that Yue Shanren can be free of obstacles sooner.

In any case, Yue Zhenxing must protect Mu Lingbo thoroughly, and must not let Mu Lingbo make any mistakes.

Looking at the loneliness of a room, at this moment, Yue Zhenxing hoped that he would be endlessly ill.

Yes!

I finally understood that this was not an ordinary embroidered portrait book as Mrs. Yue thought, recording Yue Zhenxing's mental journey, and I am afraid that it was something that Yue Zhenxing left for herself.

My heart pounded, and I continued to look at the rest of the story, ready for the tragic and unusual ending.

That year, the thirtieth year of the lunar Chinese New Year's Eve, the festival of reunion of every family, even more highlighted Mu Lingbo's lonely heartbreak.

Mu Lingbo came to Yue's house in the evening, wanting to put incense in front of Yue Shanren's god tablet to remove his name, but the relatives of the Yue family were still sad and sad, and they had a strong incomprehension of Mu Lingbo.

The Yue family refused to let Mu Lingbo enter the door to worship, and under Mu Lingbo's bitter pleading, they still couldn't give up their wishes. Mu Lingbo took all the responsibilities off his shoulders and swallowed all the grievances in his stomach.

The Yue family knew that it was Yue Shanren who robbed the people's daughter first, but they still accused Mu Lingbo of being the culprit. Mu Lingbo understands that the relatives of the Yue family are bullying, but they are soft-spoken, Mu Lingbo doesn't care about becoming the object of everyone's catharsis, he just hopes that everyone's emotions can find an outlet.

After leaving his house, in the cold wind and rain, Mu Lingbo seemed to hear Yue Zhenxing's gentle voice, which led Mu Lingbo's forward steps, making Mu Lingbo's bicycle turn around, deviate from the path home, and inexplicably come to the wild stream again.

There is no Yue Zhenxing to take care of, although Mu Lingbo tried his best to help his uncle and aunt buy New Year's goods and clean up, but the closer to the Lunar New Year, the stronger the guilt, and he almost reached the brink of collapse. Mu Lingbo knew that he shouldn't let his relatives worry, and he should go home early for a happy reunion night.

I thought so, but my feet still couldn't help it. When Mu Lingbo stood by the wild stream, he could already hear the sound of flowing water. A shout suddenly pierced the panic and dead silence.

"Mu Lingbo, where are you?" The air echoed with Yue Zhenxing's call, and in the face of the turbulent water in the ......, Mu Lingbo was unable to respond to his location. Mu Lingbo looked in the direction of the mountain forest, and there seemed to be a hazy figure standing at the head of the mountain stream. Mu Lingbo wanted to see clearly that the hazy figure was from his own hallucination? Or is there really a man standing on a mountain stream?

"You're leaving the stream?" Yue Zhenxing braved the heavy rain and shouted as he rushed over.

"Hmm." Unexpectedly, he was guessed by Yue Zhenxing.

"You leave the stream immediately, you should go home for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner." Yue Zhenxing, who was calling in the distance, lacked his usual steadiness, and had a panic that even he didn't realize himself.

"yes, it's time for me to go home." Mu Lingbo was a little dazed, and Yue Zhenxing's warm voice was like a lightning bolt, slashing into Mu Lingbo's chaotic brain.

Yue Zhenxing stopped at a distance of about two meters from Mu Lingbo, walked forward slowly, saw Mu Lingbo's empty wrist, and then looked at Mu Lingbo's eyes, and immediately had cold goosebumps all over his body.

Yue Zhenxing shot out a sharp gaze and glared fiercely into the distance. Quietly chanting mantras and pinching mantras. He muttered the scriptures of the bent teeth, and his thumb moved quickly between the palms and fingers of his four fingers, but he barely stepped into the fight.

Last time, Yue Zhenxing was injured because of a fall, so that his resentment could be taken advantage of; Yue Zhenxing has been the chief priest of the Dragon King's marriage for many years, how can Yue Zhenxing be afraid of lonely souls and wild ghosts!

Yue Zhenxing was lucky in his limbs, thinking of the dragon king's divine power in his mind, no matter what the black shadow under the mountain stream was, Yue Zhenxing had to protect Mu Lingbo, so that Mu Lingbo would not be attacked by resentment so easily.

After a while, Mu Lingbo realized how he could stay here, Mu Lingbo felt that he was really bad, he had been in a trance lately.

As soon as he turned around and wanted to ride, he saw Yue Zhenxing standing behind Mu Lingbo.

Yue Zhenxing's expression was focused, he muttered words in his mouth, and his hands were sealed, Mu Lingbo recognized that it was the posture of welcoming the gods, and Mu Lingbo looked puzzled. "Yue Zhenxing, what are you doing?"

Yue Zhenxing put away his posture, turned back to his thoughts, and put down the hands that were originally pinching his hand.

"I'm just going to ask you, what are you doing? What are you doing when you don't help make a reunion dinner at home, but run to the stream? Looking at the trouble in front of him with black eyes, Yue Zhenxing was so angry that he wanted to scold, but when Yue Zhenxing saw Mu Lingbo's blank and empty appearance, he couldn't say anything ugly.

"Yue Zhenxing......" Mu Lingbo frowned. Would you believe me if I said I didn't know why I came to the stream? ”

"I believe it." Yue Zhenxing walked forward.

"Do you really believe it?" Mu Lingbo thought about it, and it was really wrong.

Mu Lingbo is at least a teacher, and he is a bit of a head. But recently, Mu Lingbo has often been confused, Mu Lingbo thought that he was overly sad, but he unconsciously ran to the stream again and again, which made Mu Lingbo shiver all over his body.

"Mu Lingbo, are you coming back to worship Yue Shanren?" Is this what my uncle informed Yue Zhenxing?

Mu Lingbo didn't doubt why Yue Zhenxing knew, let alone why Yue Zhenxing would rush over to find Mu Lingbo at this point in time; Mu Lingbo looked at this clear stream, and his thoughts slowly returned to their places.

"Yes, I want to go to Yue's house to worship Old Man Yue, and I want to do my best, but your uncle won't let me worship." Erasing the name from the god tablet, that has always been Mu Lingbo's expectation, but now he is not even allowed to worship.

"You hurry up and go home with me, they were driven away by me, you can go to my house."

"Why do you want to?" The side of the stream was about fifty meters away from the mountain road, and Mu Lingbo walked slowly in the direction of the road with tears in his eyes.

"This year's reunion dinner, I just want to be with you."

"Huh! Are you sure? ”

Mu Lingbo remembered that before the family fell into the middle of the road, there was always a large family of people to celebrate the New Year together, probably after the death of both parents, the family never seemed to have been around the stove together, how could it suddenly become two people this year?

"Go back, it's not a good place to talk." This kind of unfortunate thing in the family, Yue Zhenxing will not say much, so that Mu Lingbo's state of mind can be carefree.

"Why are you here so soon?"

"I was on my way just now." Yue Zhenxing looked displeased, and asked coldly: "What about the Buddha beads I gave you?" ”

Mu Lingbo looked at his empty right hand. "Ah, I must have taken it off when I was helping to wash the vegetables in the afternoon, and I forgot to put it on."

"Are you really a teacher?" Yue Zhenxing has a sharpness in gentleness.

"What do you mean?"

"If you have such a bad memory, you will mistake people's children."

"Stinky young master! Does your speech have to be so ugly? Mu Lingbo pouted slightly, Yue Zhenxing's tone of voice seemed to be not only higher than Mu Lingbo's, but also more proficient than Mu Lingbo. In front of Yue Zhenxing, Mu Lingbo will always have to eat deflated.

"The truth is always worse than a lie." That stinky young master was coquettish, and Yue Zhenxing's heart moved slightly.

"I only have a bad memory recently." Mu Lingbo looked aggrieved.

"Then you should wear the Buddha beads from time to time, it will help you wake up." Mu Lingbo seems to be shrewd, but he has the confused character of a silly big sister. I thought that after the Buddha beads were given to Mu Lingbo, there would not be much contact between Yue Zhenxing and Mu Lingbo, and it seemed that Yue Zhenxing had conceived too well.

"Is that Buddha bead really so powerful?"

Yue Zhenxing understood Mu Lingbo's expression. "Believe it or not, it's through the incense of the Dragon King." In fact, that string of Buddha beads was requested by Yue Zhenxing with a lot of money.

"My aunt always says that I should be shocked, maybe my soul is really half gone, so I will be so confused." Mu Lingbo's words were very sentimental, and tears blinked in his eyes.

"Go back, everyone else is already there." Yue Zhenxing sensed that something was wrong with Mu Lingbo and pushed Mu Lingbo's arm.

"Oh."

Even though there were many questions, Mu Lingbo knew that this was not a good time for cross-examination, so he had to get on his bicycle and head towards his home.

This stinky young master, sometimes his mouth is as bad as a dead child, sometimes he is considerate like an old gentleman, Mu Lingbo really can't understand it, obviously the two have not crossed paths for many years, why did this person suddenly appear in Mu Lingbo's life at this time?

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