Siheyuan: Building a strong dragon country on the eve of the anti-eagle war

This, this is the sound of breathing, and the sound of breathing is getting stronger and faster.

So, Zhang Nan is alive, really alive.

"Zhang Nan, Zhang Nan, are you alive? Are you alive?"

"It hurts, it hurts so much, it hurts so much!"

Whose voice could this hoarse voice belong to but Zhang Nan?

"Zhang, Zhang Nan, that's great. As for resurrecting you, that's great..."

Zheng Guo was extremely excited. How should he put it? After being reborn into this world, the only person he felt most sorry for was Zhang Nan, who took the bullet for him.

Especially watching Zhang Nan's life dissipate before my eyes.

Zhang Nan used up all his strength to slowly open his eyes and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face. "Who are you? Do I know you?"

"Zhang Nan, I'm Zheng Guo, Zheng Guo, how could you not recognize me?"

Zheng Guo's first feeling was that maybe Zhang Nan had been away for a while and her brain had stopped thinking. When she recovered, her thinking was still not working, which led to her temporarily not remembering him.

Or maybe it was just like the plot in the movie I watched in my previous life, I had completely lost my memory.

This is a problem, but compared to being able to resurrect Zhang Nan, even if Zhang Nan really lost his memory, at least he would not hide the pain in his heart.

Furthermore...

In fact, Zheng Guo was quite reluctant to face this problem. He would think about it occasionally, but he was unwilling to admit it.

If, if Zhang Nan really doesn't remember me, it would actually be nice to give her a new life.

"I, I want to drink some water."

Zhang Nan's mind was in a mess. She really didn't recognize the person in front of her.

But she vaguely remembered that her name was Zhang Nan, as if it had been engraved into her bones.

Zheng Guo hurriedly went to get some water for Zhang Nan. After drinking some water, Zhang Nan's condition improved a little. He could move his hands and feet vaguely, but he was still weak all over.

Zheng Guo gently picked up Zhang Nan.

"You, who are you? How can you hug me, you bad guy."

A few blushes appeared on Zhang Nan's pale face. She instinctively resisted contact with the man, but she didn't have the strength to do so.

Until the man put her on the bed, Zhang Nan became even more nervous.

"You must be hungry. I'll make you some porridge."

After saying that, Zheng Guo left, but when he went to the kitchen, he realized how thoroughly the woman in the family moved last time, almost emptying the kitchen.

Zheng Guo had no choice but to go to a restaurant outside and ask the boss to make him some porridge. It must be said that the porridge in Hong Kong is quite good, but it's a pity that the rice used to cook the porridge is not of good quality.

When the man left, Zhang Nan vaguely remembered some things, such as her parents, uncle, aunt, cousin and other relatives.

I even thought about going to work in my uncle's factory, but the memory after that was like a blackout and I couldn't remember it no matter how hard I tried.

“Although that man is handsome, he looks like a gigolo and is not my type.

But he hugged me and he seemed to care about me a lot. Could it be that I was his woman?

No, no, no…”

Zhang Nan mumbled to herself, but her heart was becoming more and more confused. In short, she felt that it was okay to be with the man, but it seemed that not being together was also fine.

Finally, Zhang Nan heard the sound of the door opening and immediately pretended to close his eyes.

Zheng Guo held the porridge and said softly and gently: "Zhang Nan, get up and drink the porridge first. When you feel better, I will take you out to eat all the delicious food in Xiangdao."

"Ah! Xiangdao, I, I'm in Xiangdao?

Am I not in Kyoto?

What, what is going on?

Me, my mom, my uncle, aunt, and cousin?"

Even though he felt weak all over, Zhang Nan suddenly became anxious. How did he end up in Hong Kong for no apparent reason?

"Silly girl, drink your porridge first, I will explain it to you slowly."

"No, you have to explain to me first, how did you, a bad guy, bring me to Xiangdao?"

Zheng Guo smiled helplessly, this girl was still so stubborn.

"Zhang Nan, this is what happened..."

Zheng Guo brought Zhang Nan into the factory. She first became his junior sister, and then she fell in love with him...

As he was speaking, Zhang Nan interrupted Zheng Guo and said, "You, you said that I fell in love with you first.

Big brother, please don't make such jokes. How could I, Zhang Nan, like a pretty boy? The man I like should be a healthy, masculine, and upright man..."

Zheng Guo's face darkened instantly. When did he become a gigolo? Zhang Nan also saw the man's expression and chose to shut up tactfully. The main reason was that she was powerless now. If the man had any bad intentions, she would be in trouble.

"Big, big brother, actually you just have fair skin, you are not a gigolo.

Hey……"

Zheng Guo stood up with a dark face and went to the dressing table to look in the mirror.

You don't know until you see it, and you're really shocked when you see it. Not to mention that her skin now looks delicate and fair, it is much better than Zhang Nan's. No wonder she calls herself a pretty boy.

When did this happen?

Zheng Guo thought about it and really remembered.

It was like this last time after I prescribed the elixir, practiced the Great Wilderness Wuji Xiantian Gong, and cleansed my meridians and marrow.

Moreover, even Natasha, Li Xiyao and Xu Huizhen have mentioned this.

No wonder Zhang Nan calls herself a gigolo.

"cough……"

Zheng Guo coughed a few times in embarrassment and came to the bed, "Well, actually, I used to be dark and rough, but after coming to Hong Kong, the climate here is humid, and my skin became white without me noticing.

Zhang Nan, do you still remember our master, Master Xu?"

Zhang Nan scratched his head and tried hard to think. He seemed to remember an old man who seemed to be very nice to him, but he still couldn't remember the man in front of him.

"Well, brother, actually I don't like rough guys either, I like educated and knowledgeable young people.

As for my master, I seem to remember a little bit."

Zheng Guo was speechless after hearing this, but fortunately the girl's memory is recovering.

"Zhang Nan, don't I look like a scholar?"

"Well, well, big brother, I think you look like a female role in an opera."

"What is a female role?"

"Brother, don't be angry if I tell you this. Do you know Mr. Mei? He is the female role."

If Zheng Guo still doesn’t understand this, then he would be a fool.

The Mr. Mei that Zhang Nan mentioned is Mr. Mei Lanfang, the most famous Peking Opera master in modern history. He was best at interpreting female roles.

What's going on in this girl's mind? Just because she has good skin, she becomes an opera singer.

But then again, the Zhang Nan I know has always been silly and cute, so it’s not surprising that she said these things.

Forget it, I’m too lazy to talk to this girl.

"Okay, drink the porridge quickly. You just... woke up, so you must be weak. I'll take your pulse after you finish drinking the porridge."

"Um, big brother, can you continue talking while I drink my porridge?"

"That's fine..."