98 Do you like flowers?
In the end, the Garden Road family was not sent to the crevices to get caught in the rain, nor was they sent to the hospital. Because Li Zheng said that the teacher looks alive and well, he must not have to go to the hospital.
Li Heping noticed fraud and offered to go to the hospital, but was ruthlessly pressed by Li Zheng. The five masters and apprentices returned to Huayuan Road in a neat manner, and the housekeeping aunt and the private doctor came to the door one after another, and everything was arranged properly.
It wasn't until Li Heping was forced to lie on the bed at home to rest, the gauze on his body was wrapped around again and again, and he also ate unpalatable medicinal food, that he finally knew where the fraud was.
If he is in the hospital, Li Zheng can't keep an eye on him all the time, he is still free. This time, at home, there is a freedom of fart, and the medicinal food is not as delicious as the white porridge in the canteen of the third hospital.
The most important thing is that all his apprentices have defected, and the caring little apprentice came to give him a medicinal meal, telling him to rest well, and then he will not be seen again.
When I inquired, they were in the senior's house.
Yan Yueming felt a little sad when she saw the bouquet of lilies that had wilted in Li Zheng's house. The flower he gave to his seniors had lost its beauty before he had time to appreciate it.
He could only throw away the flowers, and when he came back, Li Zheng just came out of the shower and leaned against the bathroom door.
Li Zheng glanced at the empty vase in his hand, and easily caught a trace of loss from the bottom of his eyes, and asked casually, "Do you like flowers?" ”
Yan Yueming was slightly stunned, and came back to her senses, "Happy...... Huh, huh? ”
Flowers are beautiful things, and who wouldn't love that?
Li Zheng didn't reply, although he took a bath, the heat was steaming and he regained a little blood, but the injuries on his body and the color between his eyebrows could not be concealed, and he was a little tired from leaning on the door frame. Yan Yueming stared at him cautiously at all times, for fear that he would not know when he would fall, and how could he care about what to spend or not.
"Yan Yueming." Li Zheng called him, and he went over, and the look of wanting to stretch out his hand but hesitating caught Li Zheng's eyes.
"Give me a hand." Li Zheng took the initiative to speak, and Yan Yueming hesitated for a moment. He stretched out his hand to help, and Li Zheng's somewhat detached body naturally leaned on him.
Such a tired posture can make Yan Yueming's heart feel distressed. He hurriedly and carefully helped the person to lie on the bed, a short distance, and his mind turned a thousand times, and he could not be an outsider.
The senior's body temperature was a little hot, and he was worried about whether he had a fever, and after realizing it, his ears seemed to be hot, but he was sure that he was definitely not a fever.
He was stained with water vapor from his seniors, which had been brought out of the bathroom and had not yet been wiped dry. He smelled the smell of shower gel, it was very light, it was a calming smell.
But his heart could not be stilled.
"Senior, I'll take your temperature." He kept himself busy, and although the doctors had already examined and bandaged the seniors, he just wasn't at ease.
Li Zheng is very cooperative, that is, this cooperation makes Yan Yueming sure that he is not in a good state, otherwise where would the senior be so obedient? It's impossible.
Fortunately, the senior's body temperature is normal.
Yan Yueming breathed a sigh of relief, and found that the senior's mouth was a little dry and cracked, so she went to pour water for him again. There was a water dispenser in the room, Yan Yueming thoughtfully set the warm water, and then returned to the bed to hand over the water, but Li Zheng did not answer it.
"Come closer." Li Zheng was half-leaning on the head of the bed, and the curtains were drawn
,
In a slightly dimly lit room,
His eyes were slightly drooping, his wet hair was half-dry, and every detail bewitched Yan Yueming unconsciously approaching. He brought the cup closer, but Li Zheng still didn't take it, but he took a sip directly from the cup.
The water soaked his lips, and Yan Yueming saw his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and was in a trance, when Li Zheng's hand held his wrist. A familiar voice rang in my ears, "How's the injury on my arm?" ”
Yan Yueming stiffly glanced at his hand holding the water glass, and inside his sleeve was his arm wrapped in gauze. This is an injury in the clinic, but it only scratches the flesh and bones, and it doesn't hurt the muscles and bones, so it's okay. Compared to other people's injuries, Yan Yueming didn't even feel that she was injured.
"It's all right." He replied in a whisper.
"If you say it's okay, it's okay?" Li Zheng asked rhetorically.
Yes? So should I be okay?
Yan Yueming blinked, not knowing how to answer, his brain was a little short-circuited, and he couldn't handle the current question and answer. At this time, Li Zheng suddenly let go of his wrist again, the warmth subsided, the skin re-touched the air, the pores dilated, and the slight coolness actually made people a little uncomfortable.
It's weird, my heart is beating a little fast, and I can't even think.
"Then, then I'll go out first, senior, you have a good rest." Yan Yueming didn't want the seniors to see it, he just wanted the seniors to rest now, and not be distracted by other things, even his own affairs.
Li Zheng stopped him again, "This is leaving?" ”
Yan Yueming paused, "Senior......"
"I got news about your aunt." Li Zheng didn't tease him anymore, took the water cup from his hand and put it at the head of the bed, changed to a more comfortable position, half-lying, and said: "She still has companions in Hudi, and she is the one who beats the drum." ”
&
nbsp; Yan Yueming's spirit was shocked, "Auntie's drum? ”
Li Zheng: "Hudi's drums, the sound of drums can curb the invasion of world consciousness on human beings, she is beating the drums in Hudi, she should be aware that the world consciousness has launched a counterattack against the real world and is helping us." ”
Yan Yueming thought of the drum that sounded at the critical moment, and her heart was stirred, so in the dark, was it the aunt who helped him? Is it my aunt who is saving him? He hurriedly asked, "What about the companion?" And who? ”
Li Zheng: "The Wanderer of No. 11 is one of them. That organization is called the dissolution meeting, and the gas phase bureau will conduct a follow-up investigation, and there is not much information so far. ”
He didn't comfort Yan Yueming too much, saying that Tang Qiao would definitely be fine, but just calmly stated the facts. But this already made Yan Yueming feel very happy, at least he knew that his aunt was not alone, she still had companions.
The most important thing is that these companions will at least not be people like Su Qin, because the wanderer of No. 11 helped him when he was in the Silent Block, and it was kind. Rounding up, it was my aunt who helped him.
My aunt is not by my side, but my aunt is always there.
This kind of cognition made Yan Yueming's nose sour, and when she thought about it, tears were about to fall. He was a little embarrassed, but this was in front of his seniors, and he felt that it didn't matter.
"Thank you, senior." He looked at Li Zheng with blank eyes, saying thank you, and his eyes seemed to be longing for something else.
So Li Zheng gave him a doll. The white puppy with a big palm, which he made with his own hands, was held in the palm of Yan Yueming's hand, and from Li Zheng's point of view, it looked quite similar to him.
Yan Yueming
Took the puppy back to the house, put it next to Midori, and named it "Little White ()"
“……? ()? [()”
Yan Yueming patted its head, and suddenly remembered the photo of the rabbit doll that Su Xunzhi posted on the Internet, and opened the phone to look at it again.
He didn't know that Li Zheng didn't sleep immediately, and he was also looking at his phone.
"They're crazy." This is his summary of all the disputes on the Internet.
Li Zheng darkened his face, put down his phone, and prepared to sleep. After ten minutes, he couldn't sleep, so he opened his phone again and looked at it, his eyes were fixed on Su Xunzhi's social account, and finally cut out again, and changed it to a chat box with Su Weizhi.
He wanted to type.
I closed my eyes and gave up again.
It's going to be a long time coming.
He told himself. But if he ignored it like this, he felt that Su Xunzhi would kill him in his dream and fall in love with him, so he decisively blacked Su Xunzhi.
The world is quiet.
Li Zheng finally slept peacefully, and Yan Yueming, on the other side, ushered in a hundred taels of gold employees after reading a broken message to the white puppy. One hundred taels of gold is the flower shop opened by Li Zheng.
"The boss asked me to send flowers." The staff brought a lot of flowers, including stars, moons, roses, hydrangeas, everything, full of hugs.
Yan Yueming was still a little curious, "Senior, did he say what this flower is for?" ”
"He said that I can hand it over to you, it should be placed at home to see, he used to often bring flowers home." The employee enthusiastically stuffed the flowers into Yan Yueming's arms, and asked embarrassedly, "Can I take a photo with you?" Rest assured, I won't put the photos online without permission. ”
Yan Yueming was slightly stunned, and realized that she still had a protagonist halo on her head. Although after the operation of the gas phase bureau, the name of the protagonist was not determined, and the turmoil was successfully resolved, but after all, he has entered the public eye.
The people on the Internet have a mouthful of "Xiao Ming", and they are called kindly.
Xiao Ming finally agreed to take a group photo and took a picture with him holding the flowers. The employee was very happy and showed him his avatar - it was the one that Su Weizhi took for Yan Yueming.
"I'm a fan of yours." He said.
Do I have a fan here?
Until the employees left, Yan Yueming was still a little unable to come back to her senses. He wondered for a moment, what did everyone like about him? How did you become a fan of him? After a while, I was thinking, the senior suddenly asked the flower shop to send flowers, would it be, could it be related to him? After all, the senior just asked him if he liked flowers.
If it's the latter, could it be that I'm thinking too much?
But my aunt also said: Xiao Ming, it's your shortcoming to think too much, but are you a person who makes things up without factual basis? No, it means that many of your ideas are born after the sprouts. You don't think too much, you just need a little bit of momentum, a little bit of boldness.
Thinking of this, Yan Yueming looked in the direction of Li Zheng's room from afar, and couldn't help but be distracted again.
Rhubarb didn't understand him, and he lay on the soft couch, wagging his tail in boredom. After a while, it was attracted by a pillow and played with it.
Yan Yueming: "!! ”
That's the senior's favorite one!
Silk!
Help me.!
()