"Painful ······" She snorted softly.

Ruan Jianglin not only didn't let go, but the hand that was holding her chin really used a little force, and her cold little face seemed to wrinkle together.

"Why are you so delicate, squeamish?"

Jiang Yan drowned on him like a puddle of soft water.

He took advantage of the situation and grabbed her waist, and his tone was a little more serious: "Go to the hospital." ”

Jiang Yan seemed to be a little sober, and even pulled him to be coquettish: "Don't, you promised me to go up the mountain tomorrow morning." ”

He laughed: "Sober? ”

Ruan Jiang was about to get up, but Jiang Yan grabbed him, "Don't go?" ”

He stood by the window, his slender body blocked the light, Jiang Yan's mind was also muddy, and his appearance was not real.

Her fingers were soft, sliding slowly down his wrist and hooking his ring finger.

"Really don't go to the hospital?"

It burned like a stove.

Jiang Yan was not afraid to go to the hospital, but she heard it during the day, Ruan Jianglin was going back to Kyoto tomorrow afternoon.

Since she didn't want to go, Ruan Jianglin didn't want to tie her up, she had to suffer if she wanted to do it.

I wanted to do whatever she wanted, and I didn't want to be nosy, so I shook off her hand and prepared to leave, if I hadn't listened to her two more mutters, I would probably have really left her alone.

Ruan Jianglin didn't expect her to be so good at tossing people, and tossed in his arms all night.

When did the second master of the Ruan family serve people to drink water and take medicine, she was hot all over, and she always felt sticky and panicked in her arms.

Jiang Yan was probably really afraid that Ruan Jiang would leave her alone because he would be troublesome, and he didn't dare to make trouble again after making trouble for a while.

She has a cold temperament, and as far as she can remember, she has never made such a fuss since she was a child.

She was still asking Ruan Jianglin to tell her a story, but it could be seen that his eyebrows were frowning, and she didn't dare anymore, so she shut up and lay in his arms all night.

Obviously fell asleep in his arms, but when she woke up the next day, she was lying in bed alone.

The sea breeze blew through the screen, and she shivered for a few seconds before retracting into the covers.

The position where Ruan Jianglin sat beside him was already cold.

She estimated that she should not have completely subsided her fever, and she wanted to lie in bed, but she was afraid that she would lie in bed, so Ruan Jianglin left first.

Originally, Qingsu was close to the sea, there should have been no mountains or anything like that, but it really had one here, and a temple was built on the top of the mountain.

The people here are all simple, and they have some superstitions about Buddhism.

She also wanted to go to worship, I heard that there was a moon tree planted there, and my grandmother said that the moon tree there was very effective, and many unmarried couples in her village would go to incense before getting married, so as to bless the marriage smoothly and grow old together.

Jiang Yanyuan didn't believe it, but she always felt that she should go up and worship even if she lived at the foot of the mountain, even if she didn't ask for marriage.

She thought that if Ruan Jianglin knew her thoughts, he would definitely laugh at her and laugh at her self-inflicted amorous and feudal superstition.

Ruan Jianglin was waiting for her in the car, she had planned to go up on foot.

It can be seen that he is a little blue and black now, and there is some stubble, a little more sloppy, unlike the decisive boss in the investment banking circle, Jiang Yan swallowed that idea into her stomach again, she thought that she had tossed him long enough last night, and it was rare for him to have such good patience with her.

However, Jiang Yan was really glad that she didn't come up on foot, it took Ruan Jianglin more than an hour to drive up, and if she walked, she felt that her legs would definitely be wasted.

The temperature on the top of the mountain was much lower than at the foot of the mountain, and she felt cold when she wore two of them, and Ruan Jianglin saw that she was shaking like a sieve, so he put his coat on her.

Looking down from the mountain, there is a thick fog, which makes people a little timid, as if they can't see the bottom.

Probably because there are few people in Qingsu, I haven't seen a few people in such a big temple, and even the monks haven't seen two, so it's too deserted.

finally saw a nun, and when she came up, she asked Jiang Yan to donate incense money.

She didn't have anything on her, and looked at Ruan Jianglin with a pair of cigarettes.

He was so generous, so generous that the nun kept saying that he was sincere.

The nun led them in to offer incense, Ruan Jianglin said that he didn't believe this, and Jiang Yan hurriedly covered his mouth.

She felt that it was not good for Ruan Jianglin to say this, and if she didn't believe it, she couldn't say it at the door of someone's house.

He was waiting outside, and Jiang Yan went in alone.

The temple is very simple, if it weren't for the big Buddha, Jiang Yan would really suspect that it was a burrow.

She reverently offered incense and kowtowed.

She made two wishes, and she always felt that she couldn't be greedier than others, otherwise the Buddha would definitely not bless her, so she was one less than others.

A wish is good health, she is a life-saving person, so she naturally wants to make this wish.

The second originally wanted to make herself rich overnight, but when she turned to look at Ruan Jianglin, she gave this wish to Ruan Jianglin again.

May he be safe and well, she is not greedy.

The nun said that she was very pious and that the Buddha would bless her.

She thought that Ruan Jianglin donated so much incense money that he was pious enough, but unfortunately he didn't believe it and didn't worship it.

She asked the nun for the road, she wanted to go and see the old moon tree that Grandma said, so she coaxed Ruan Jianglin to go with her.

Ruan Jianglin didn't go before, and thought that she was dragging her illness and coming, so he praised her face and accompanied her.

The old moon tree is the same as Grandma said, the towering tree, which seems to have towered into the clouds, and I am afraid that it will be a hundred years old.

Its branches were tied with red strips, filled with the prayers of lovers, old and new, and the old strips of cloth were tattered and dusty.

Ruan Jianglin didn't think that she was actually coming to see the marriage tree, just now I saw her coaxing and deceiving, and thought that she was here to see something amazing.

He casually looked at a piece of cloth that read, "I wish to have one heart, and the white head will not be separated." ”

He couldn't help but sneer, "Do you still believe these? ”

His hands were also stained with ash on the strips of cloth, and Jiang Yan took a tissue and handed it to him to wipe it.

Jiang Yan asked the monk for a strip of red cloth, Ruan Jianglin didn't read what she wrote, but he probably came out.

She writes very slowly, stroke by stroke, but she is always dissatisfied because she can't write with a brush, and the monk says he wants to write for her, but she wants to write herself.

She asked Ruan Jianglin to help her hang up, he was tall, and he was also standing tall, with a cigarette in his mouth, and the ash fell on his collar.

They thanked the monks, and by the time they descended the mountain, the fog had already dispersed for the most part.

You can vaguely see the scenery of the mountains, it is autumn, and the forest is mostly decided.

Looking from afar, the mountains and rivers have entered autumn, and it seems that the autumn fairy who has fallen into the world spreads over the entire valley, quiet and far away.

"Ruan Jianglin, do you know what I wrote?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

Ruan Jianglin knew it, but he pierced the little girl's mind and said that it didn't seem to be interesting.

He parked the car and looked sideways at her, his fingers tapping the steering wheel from time to time.

"Jiang Yan, how much do you like me?" He asked, with a smile in his eyes.

Jiang Yan couldn't say clearly, because this feeling was too long, too strong, too strong, and too strong to be expressed in words.