087 Why are you coming to me now?
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It didn't take long for Puyang to return. Su Jia immediately cheered up, for fear that he and Su Ling would fight again, and quickly assigned a few people where to go tonight: "Tian Tian, you find a hotel nearby and let my brother stay." โ
He turned to Su Ling and smiled flatteringly: "Brother, you came all the way from home by car, you're quite tired, right?" Let's go and rest for the night, ah~"
Hearing this, she wanted Puyang to accompany her. Su Ling looked at Puyang critically: an almost flawless face - he was punched a few times, and the corners of his mouth were bruised and swollen - with a slender and well-proportioned figure, the kind of "thinness in dress, flesh in undressing" that can fascinate little girls. The handmade three-piece suit of high-end suits was wrinkled when he fought with him, which seemed a little unruly at this time, but it added to the uninhibited masculinity.
No matter how you look at it, they are all well-dressed beasts!
In order to prevent his sister from being deceived by the beast, he decided to sacrifice his rest time: "I'm not tired, I'll stay here with you." It's your friend......" Su Ling gritted his teeth and let himself smile, "Let him have a good rest." โ
"I'm here with you." Even if he knew that he was her brother, Pu Yang didn't want to show weakness in front of this person, "If you don't let me, I'll go home." Do you still have my bed at home? โ
Su Jia nodded, curling her neck as a quail.
Su Ling was shocked: I rubbed what kind of god this is unfolding! This bastard actually lived in my sister's house! When did it happen?
He Tiantian saw that the situation was not good, and dragged Su Ling out: "It was all auditory hallucinations just now, you are indeed very tired and need to rest." I'll talk about it tomorrow......" Standing at the door, he said goodbye to the two people in the ward: "See you tomorrow." "Brought the door from the outside and left.
The ward was quiet, and Pu Yang saw that there were several broken eggshells on the small bed table, one of which had been repaired for the most part, lying there quietly, and the white shell was painted with colors and fine lines, which meant a little bit of rubbish (Note 1).
"When I came back, it shattered." Su Jia explained. Even she almost couldn't stand all the violent paths in the river of time, but after all, it still aggravated the injury, not to mention a few fragile eggshell paintings? After being transferred from the intensive care ward to the general ward, she learned porcelain repair techniques from He Tiantian, and according to the method of repairing porcelain, she put it together and pasted it little by little.
It's just that eggshells are not more fragile and fragile than porcelain, and the adhesive can only be selected with a relatively thin texture, and it is really difficult to reverse the mold. She had been carefully repairing it for a month, but she had only been able to put it together for the most part.
Pu Yang's heart was hot, only to feel that the place was sour and soft, and something was so swollen that it was about to overflow, and it took a while before he said with difficulty: "It's too draining." If you like, just draw a few more. He weighed his painting skills and felt that it was okay to paint a few eggshells.
"Okay." That's a little thought she brought back, heaven and man are forever separated, and the only way to send a little miss is to send it to her. But now that the person is in front of her, looking at her attentively and gently, the eggshell is not important.
Pu Yang pulled a chair and sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes greedy and unstoppable. Su Jia only felt his face burn and asked him, "How did you come back?" โ
"At that time, I failed to catch you. But that light still enveloped me here......" He took Su Jia's hand, tightly, and never let go.
That day, he watched her disappear, and his fingertips only touched an empty space, and his heart was like ashes in an instant. The moon rose and the stars set outside the cave, and the soft white light that had not disappeared included him in it, and slowly left the world.
Su Jia was surprised: "Are you not injured?" How long has it been since you came back? โ
Pu Yang calm: "It's not hurt." "Strange to say, he's crossed three times, and each time it's been muddy, but he hasn't been harmed." Came back for two months. โ
"Then why did you come to me now!" When Su Jia heard that this guy actually came back with her front and back feet, she was immediately furious and bit down hard at the edge of his palm.
Pu Yang's eyebrows furrowed, and he quickly withdrew the natural counterattack of the internal force of the protector, lest she be knocked and hurt her teeth, and then the corners of her mouth twitched in pain - she really bitten!
Enduring the pain, he explained with tears and laughter, "I fell into a foreign country." โ
He was carried by the light to a new world, and when he landed, he was stunned to find that the buildings and trees around him in the darkness were not familiar, very unfamiliar. When it was daybreak, he noticed that the people around him had hair and eyes of all colors, deep contours, and spoke languages he didn't understand at all.
Thanks to the days when he was dragged by Su Jia to watch American and British dramas, he didn't regard this place as a country of monsters, and knew that he had fallen into a foreign country - but he didn't know if it was the world she was in.
The black-haired and black-eyed man was so striking that he quickly found a place to hide, cutting his long hair into a short shape, somewhat blending in with the atmosphere around him.
For the next few days, he wandered the strange city. Because of the language barrier, he couldn't get effective information, so after several days, he suddenly saw a familiar square word in one place. Walking along the direction indicated by the Chinese characters, there are more and more people with the same eyes, hair color, and soft contours as him, and he looks up at the three words "Chinatown", and the rich Chinese style is like a hometown and an old acquaintance.
When he first heard the familiar Chinese language in Chinatown, he was ecstatic. Tried to find a job in a restaurant in Chinatown, but was denied several times because he didn't have a passport. After a period of observation, he walked into a restaurant where he was recruited as a clerk by showing his martial arts in full view of the publicโa restaurant with a background in the underworld, where he hid and saw firsthand how they could trade and fight in broad daylight.
It was also on that day that he made his first request to the restaurateur: "Do you have a phone?" Lend me one. Over and over again, he dialed the number he remembered for ten years, only to get a mechanical "the person you're calling doesn't exist."
He wondered if she was dead, or maybe it was a world without her. In order to maintain his mental clarity and return to China, he resorted to some means, and soon became one of the Chinese gangs behind the restaurant.
It wasn't until he saw an acquaintance on the street one day that he was truly sure that he had come to Su Jia's world. It was a clerk at the Gucheng University "Fruit Lovers" water bar, and every day behind the counter reciting thick GRE words. She fulfilled her long-cherished wish and successfully applied to one of the top 10 international universities in London, and was taking advantage of the holidays to travel around Europe.
He didn't rush forward to recognize him, but just retreated and climbed up intently. After some time, there was a change of power within the gang, and the man he supported came to power, and he finally became an important figure in this local Chinese gang.
As a black household again, the first thing he did after becoming a "Shangqing" was to enter Huaxia Customs through a gang to forge his identity, and during this period, he tried to call Su Jia's phone countless times every day, but there was no response.
Suppressing his fear of her injuries, he finally returned to the ancient city as a "returned overseas Chinese merchant". The upper echelons of each of the major gangs will leave the underworld in the open and move on to business, art, or other trades. In addition to obtaining a reasonable identity, he even got a position as an associate professor of ancient Chinese history at a local university.
This gang was named after the princes of the Western Zhou Dynasty, and the "Shangqing" was already the top of the list, and did not hold real power, but was more symbolic - after all, he played a key role in the current "prince" ascending to the throne. Now he is sent to Huaxia to expand his business, mainly focusing on the overall situation, and the details are controlled by several managers and assistants - known as "doctors" and "scholars" within the gang.
From the Chinese side's point of view, he is a Chinese who has not forgotten his homeland and returned to his hometown to invest, and has been warmly received. After putting aside all the entertainment, he flew directly from the capital to the ancient city and found Su Jia's apartment, but he didn't see the person he had missed for so long. He froze in the shadows of the corridor for three days, and it was not until he saw her with his own eyes that he felt his soul return to him, completely relieved.
What he has experienced in the past two months is probably another legendary and dark one. But he didn't want her to know about this, he just touched her face and said, "I'm back, I'm not leaving." โ
In this world, you are the only one I care about. So, you're responsible for me.
Su Jia rolled her eyes, "Sister Ben has quit her job now, she has no money, she is still a sick person, she is gnawing at the old, and she can't afford to support you." โ
"I'm raising you." His current identity is between white and gray areas, regardless of the monthly "Shangqing" salary, as long as he has the heart, it is not difficult to get money. In contrast, her meagre savings had already been used up a long time ago.
Now, it really becomes the story of the domineering president and Cinderella. Pu Yang thought so and smiled.
After saying goodbye, a nurse came in to take her temperature and prick the needle, and said, "Look, there is nowhere to put a needle on the arm, so don't stick to the eggshell." "Obviously, Su Jia is fighting with a bunch of eggshells, and the nurses and ladies in charge of this floor all know about it.
The arm was covered with needle holes and was a little swollen. The nurse pricked the needle and instructed two sentences: "Put a hot water bottle under your hand, call me if you have something." โ
Puyang thanked him in a low voice and asked where he could get hot water. The nurse looked up at his face clearly, opened her mouth, looked at Su Jia again, pointed out the location of the water room, and fled quickly with a red face.
Su Jia laughed at him: "Eh, you haven't been thrown fruit all the way (Note 2)?" โ
"When I was in Italy, I was thrown as a thief." It's not because of the pursuit of beautiful men, but because he is so depressed that he is regarded as a bum.
Su Jia was stunned, and a tear fell uncontrollably. Pu Yang hurriedly said: "Lie to you, I didn't suffer at all." โ
After talking for a while, she finally coaxed her to laugh, Pu Yang pinched her eyebrows tiredly, poured a hot water bottle under her hand, and looked up to see the water bottle that had just gone down a little bit.
His injuries were not completely healed, and there were bloodshots under his eyes caused by not resting for a long time, Su Jia pushed him: "You go to sleep." โ
There was a companion bed in the ward, the quilt was used by He Tiantian, the young man frowned, changed it with the one covered by Su Jia, took off his coat and got in, and advised: "Don't fall asleep." When the water is almost dripping, call me. โ
More than an hour later, the nurse was summoned by the sound of the bell, and when she saw Su Jiabi making a silent gesture, she noticed that the beautiful young man was sleeping, and couldn't help tiptoeing up.
pulled out the needle and pasted it with an alcohol cotton ball, Su Jia couldn't sleep for a while, got out of bed and took pictures of Puyang from all angles with her mobile phone, and quietly named this series of photos "Sleeping Beauty".
As early as when Miss Nurse came in, Puyang woke up. He closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, and sure enough, it didn't take long to hear Su Jia snickering, and he couldn't help but open his eyes, and asked coolly, "Don't you sleep yet?" Su Jia quickly went to bed and pretended to be dead.
For the rest of the night, Puyang never fell asleep again. He stared at the person who was no more than a stone's throw away, saw her sleep with her hair messy, listened to her breathing and ridiculous dreams that did not match her words, and only felt that there was no happier person in the world.
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Note 1: 100 pieces of garbage. A kind of ice crack in the opening piece of porcelain, which refers to the dense texture in the crack and the opening is relatively finely broken. This name originated from the brother kiln of the Song Dynasty, and the Jingdezhen kiln imitated the brother kiln, and has been used.
Note 2: Fruit Throwing Profit Car. "The World Speaks New Words: Tolerance": "Pan Yue has a wonderful appearance and a good look. In each line, the old woman threw the car full of fruits. "That is to say, Pan An is good-looking, and everyone throws fruit to him. There was also Wei Jue who received the same treatment, and he was directly killed. In addition, Zuo Si, who wrote "Sandu Fu", was ugly, and wanted to imitate Pan Yue to go out, but was spit on by the old women and returned in embarrassment. So, this world of looking at facesโฎ(โฏโฝโฐ)โญ