City: Reject the marriage proposal of the sick senior sister at the beginning

Behind the gate is a huge courtyard.

Although now it seems that there is only one house left where friends live.

"Making it now, probably won't finish it tomorrow."

"Xiaoyu already sent me your body data half a month ago, today is just the final pruning."

Zhai Mulin said with a smile.

"It was sent over half a month ago?"

Bai Yi looked at Yu Muqin.

"Yeah, during military training, I would sneak into your tent and sleep with you every night, you don't know."

Yu Muqin said innocently.

"What?"

Bai Yi licked his lips.

He was surprised that Yu Muqin could sneak in without him and the instructor knowing...

This means that if Yu Muqin's sickness gets a little bit worse...

She could kill Bai Yi silently.

"Okay, I lied to you."

Yu Muqin patted Bai Yi's head.

"Not every day, just a day or two."

She smiled at Bai Yi.

And in this shady courtyard, Bai Yi clearly saw the depth of the pupils of Yu Muqin's eyes, there was a trace of blood red.

The blood red, like a drop of red ink falling into the pool, rippled and spread in her eyes.

"whee……"

"Snapped!"

Just when Yu Muqin's expression was about to turn into a sick and delicate look of a spirit person, Zhai Mulin, who had his back to them, suddenly knocked on his crutch.

"what happened?"

Afterwards, the blood red in Yu Muqin's eyes was instantly withdrawn like a mimosa that had been touched.

She rubbed Bai Yi's head and asked.

"nothing."

Bai Yi held Yu Muqin's hand.

And his sudden initiative made Yu Muqin a little flattered.

"really……"

Feeling the beating of Yu Muqin's pulse, Bai Yi's Adam's apple rolled slightly.

After the two little red dots appeared in Yu Muqin's eyes just now, her pulse rate slowed down significantly.

It is so obvious that Bai Yi can see it directly with his 50 years of experience in Chinese medicine.

Now, her heartbeat has returned to normal levels.

"Bai Yi, come with me."

Before Bai Yi could think deeply, Zhai Mulin held a measuring ruler and said to him.

"Ok."

Bai Yi followed Zhai Mulin into a small room.

It was morning, but this [-]-square-meter hut with no windows was on fire.

Candlelight spread a strange atmosphere in the cabin.

"sit."

Zhai Mulin put down his crutches, then pointed to the chair beside him, indicating that Bai Yi could sit down.

"Being with Xiaoyu, it's hard work."

He looked at Bai Yi with those cloudy eyes.

"well enough."

Bai Yi answered in silence.

"I know you may have a lot of questions in your mind, but the time has not yet come."

Zhai Mulin raised Bai Yi's right hand, looked at the dragon-shaped imprint on Bai Yi's index finger and said.

"When is this imprint..."

Following Zhai Mulin's gaze, Bai Yi also saw the mark.

He narrowed his eyes.

this imprint...

When did it appear in his hands...

"When the ring is broken, you will know it naturally."

Zhai Mulin patted Bai Yi's hand, then stood up.

"Wait...someone told me this sentence..."

Bai Yi rubbed his temples.

After hearing these words, heavy rain appeared in his mind, and a figure appeared...

"What happened to Shi Eryi that night..."

Bai Yi tried hard to remember.

He was sure that something must have happened that rainy night, but he couldn't remember what happened exactly.

It's like two magnets of the same sex, they can't touch each other no matter what.

"Son, Xiao Yu really likes you."

Looking at Bai Yi's face trying to remember, Zhai Mulin said.

"That's true, but her liking...I'm sure you know it's dangerous."

Bai Yi said with a wry smile.

"Ah, yes."

Zhai Mulin nodded.

"When I was young, Xiaoyu was really miserable."

He took out a black tunic suit from a drawer beside him.

"Take it, this should be my last work."

"Thank you, Grandpa Zhai."

Bai Yi took the Chinese tunic suit.

Although separated by a layer of paper bags, the thick yet silky feel of the fabric was still conveyed to Bai Yi's mind through his fingertips.

"My child, this world is much bigger than you imagine."

Zhai Mulin picked up his crutches, turned his back to Bai Yi and said.

Chapter 45 I Hope You Can... Pretend To Be My Boyfriend

"How is it? Does it fit?"

"fit."

"That's good."

Yu Muqin took Bai Yi's hand, and walked to the courtyard facing south.

"This is the room my grandfather used to live in."

They stepped into the room lightly, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The entire room was almost left with an empty shell, and the furniture and decorations inside showed signs of being removed.

"Okay, let's go."

Yu Muqin turned her head and smiled at Bai Yi.

Bai Yi was in a daze for a moment with this slightly hazy gentle smile in the dust under the sun.

He instinctively felt that this kind of Yu Muqin was the real Yu Muqin.

"Let's go."

After saying goodbye to Zhai Mulin, Bai Yi and Yu Muqin returned to school again.

"Wake up early tomorrow."

After arriving at school, Yu Muqin took Bai Yi's phone and set him an alarm for six o'clock.

Afterwards, under the watchful eyes of many classmates, she routinely left a lip mark on Bai Yi's face.

"Ugh……"

Bai Yi gave a wry smile.

He returned to the dormitory with a slightly heavy heart, and then lay down on the bed.

"This world...is it really not like what I imagined..."

His Adam's apple rolled slightly.

Bai Yi could also feel that someone had said this to him.

On that rainy night.

"That rainy night, what happened..."

He touched the mark of the dragon on his index finger, and a mysterious feeling slowly emerged in his mind.

After pondering for a long time without gaining anything, Bai Yi simply gave up.

He should honestly prepare for how to convince Yu Muqin's grandfather tomorrow...

"Bai Yi, come to my office at three o'clock in the afternoon."

After lunch, a message from Zhang Shuqi suddenly came.

"Ok."

Bai Yi returned.

It should be that the topic of the four-color conjecture has been harvested.

"The day after tomorrow, the happy college life will begin."

Bai Yi turned on the computer and looked at his course schedule.

He was so lucky that he chose all the courses he wanted without rushing to take classes.

On average, there are three classes a day, which is pretty easy.

At noon, Bai Yi took a nap.

Although the quality of his sleep at night is so good that he no longer needs a nap, he has formed a habit after all.

After two o'clock, Bai Yi washed his face and walked towards the teaching building wearing his familiar flip flops and white short sleeves.

"Yo! Bai Yi!"

On the way, a familiar voice suddenly stopped him.

"Only you?"