Can Haruki rely on it?

Because of Zheng Bo's presence, Jiang Muyuan blushed a little, he didn't know whether it was because the fire was too hot or the two were too close, his face gradually burned, and finally he could only let Zheng Bo go down first.

The moment the door was closed, a gust of cold wind rushed in, but the temperature on his face did not increase but decreased.

Wuqing didn't give him the bitter medicine one by one as usual today, but just fed it into his mouth spoon by spoon, watching him drink up every drop, and today Jiang Muyuan was also very cooperative.

The wind was high and the lights dimmed, and the illuminated walls were covered with a layer of gold.Jiang Muyuan lay powerlessly in Wuqing's arms, sick like a mountain, especially now, he didn't even have the strength to take off his clothes.When the cool fingers touched the hot skin, and the cold air touched the nakedness, Jiang Muyuan shivered violently, and rubbed against Wuqing's arms, trying to absorb some warmth.

When hot touches cold, like magma rolling into a pile of ice and snow, it will explode with a "bang".

Ever since Jiang Muyuan fell ill, Wuqing has been more restrained, so every moment of holding him is so difficult, and now she can finally indulge for a while.

Once the yuwang that has been suppressed for too long erupts, like a volcanic eruption, it will be out of control.

Wuqing wanted to turn off the lights with a flick of his hand, but Jiang Muyuan pulled him back with a blushing face, "I want to take a good look at you."

Tonight's Jiang Muyuan is extraordinarily enthusiastic, perhaps because he has to face a parting that doesn't know whether it is temporary or permanent, and all nostalgia must be reflected in this intense way.

With each warm scalding, Jiang Muyuan felt a strange force tearing at him, but he didn't feel any pain, instead he felt his whole body stretched out.One at a time, knead into a ball and then unfold.

When everything was silent, the tired two couldn't fall asleep, as if the only time left in their lives was this time.It wasn't until dawn that Jiang Muyuan fell into a deep sleep. Wuqing pressed a kiss on his forehead lightly, and said "wait for me" in a barely audible voice, and the sleeping Jiang Muyuan responded indiscriminately.

It was three shots into the sun, and Jiang Muyuan woke up in a daze. He reached out his hand and found that the quilt next to him was empty. His heart beat faster, and then he was full of disappointment. , until you come back." I still don't want to wake up, I am too sleepy, but I close my eyes, but I can't fall asleep anyway, all the past and Wuqing come to my mind, and there is no one else.

The new year is approaching, and the whole Jiang house is considered to be full of joy, but Jiang Muyuan is not interested at all, Jiang's father will visit him occasionally, although he doesn't show up every time, but Jiang Muyuan knows it.Hearing the sound of light footsteps, he didn't open his eyes, and the corners of his lips slightly curved, "That's fine, we don't owe anyone anything."

The expected day did not come. Jiang Muyuan’s birthday was five days before the new year, that is, Dongyue 25. On that day, Jiang Muyuan was fully dressed and ordered his servants to take a chair and sit under the sun to bask in the sun. Fortunately, the sun was still relatively warm. He lazily closed his eyes.Father Jiang had been standing under a willow tree not far away to observe his movements, and seeing that nothing unusual happened, he knew that the Taoist priest was not lying.It's just that Mr. Wuqing doesn't seem to be there.Just as he was distracted, a gust of wind blew past his face. Before he could see clearly, a cry rushed into his ears.Taking a closer look, at some point, Jiang Muyuan had two more people in front of him, one in red clothes like fire, flirtatious in full swing, the other in white clothes like snow, cold and reticent.The man in red flew to Jiang Muyuan, hugged his leg and cried earth-shatteringly, "Brother...brother, why did you just leave like this! Why didn't you wait for me?"

A smiling voice came from above his head, "What are you waiting for?"

The crying stopped abruptly, Jiang Chenyuan raised his head in astonishment, with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, "Brother, are you still alive?"

Jiang Muyuan waved his face, "Who said I'm dead."

"He said it." Jiang Chenyuan pointed a finger at Bai Rong behind him.

Bai Rong, who hadn't said a word from the beginning, said unhurriedly: "I only said that my mother was sick, not that he was going to die. It was you who rushed here without hearing clearly."

"This is?" Jiang's father was startled when he heard the boy in white called Jiang Muyuan's mother, "You even have a son, how old is it?"

Jiang's father is not old-fashioned, Jiang Chenyuan still knows him, and he is also his half son.It's just that now that she has changed into such a red dress, she really didn't recognize her at first glance.Father Jiang rubbed his eyes after his big brother who was crying ghosts and gods, and it was indeed his cheap son, but at that time he didn't like to talk, and he always wore a black dress and followed Jiang Muyuan silently.

These past events have long been covered with dust, and Father Jiang is unwilling to mention them.Now it seems that the relationship between the two brothers seems to be good. After all, I can be more or less relieved.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sudden conversation, and Jiang Muyuan seemed to sigh, "Although I am not dead, I am not far away. Fortunately, you caught up with the last one." Jiang Chenyuan couldn't help standing up anymore, looking at The white clothes next to him finally threw himself into the opponent's arms and sobbed, "What should I do, you don't seem to have lied to me completely, brother, why did he become like this, he was fine ten years ago."

Bai Yi reached out and patted him on the back, "It will be fine."

"Rong'er, you don't need to comfort me. I'm not afraid, but I'm afraid I won't see your father again." Jiang Muyuan looked up at the noon sun. .”

Seemingly angry, Bai Rong said again, "Mother will be fine."

Wuqing has taken good care of Jiang Muyuan these years. Although he has been ill for so long, his body hasn't lost much weight, and he doesn't know what expensive medicinal materials he used.It's just that his face is not very good.

"I'm afraid I won't see you..." Jiang Muyuan ordered his servants to push him into the house, but was dismissed by Jiang Chenyuan. He pushed his brother into the house with his own hands, and Bai Rong followed behind him into the door.

The door blocked Jiang's father's sight, after all, he still didn't look at Jiang Muyuan, perhaps, this is what he hoped for.

Jiang Muyuan was still looking forward to it, but the result was also expected, probably he forgot it.

Lie down on the bed, close your eyes and wait for the uncertain arrival.

In the drowsiness, I heard a crisp bird call, and the sound seemed to be very close, probably by the window.

"Chen Yuan, open the window." Jiang Muyuan got up and sat on the bed, and softly called his younger brother who was sitting by the table. He stared at his brother with a nervous expression, and opened the window not far away as soon as he heard the order .

Sure enough, a golden lark with green in it flew in and landed on the bed, its wings were folded to reveal tiny bird feet, Jiang Muyuan saw a small paper scroll tied to the feet without any effort, and gently took it off , let go of Lark.

The scroll was unrolled, and several strong and powerful words appeared on the paper:

I'll be back tomorrow, don't read it.

The next line wrote a small sentence: birthday will be made up tomorrow, wait for me.

Jiang Muyuan could even think of Wuqing's hesitant look when she picked up the pen, the corners of her mouth curled up, revealing a satisfied smile, Jiang Chenyuan stared blankly.

"I can probably wait until tomorrow."

When I lowered my head, the words on the note blurred and blended together at an almost invisible speed. When I looked closely, I saw an extra strand of hair in my hand. The black hair was tied with a green string. When it was clear, Jiang Muyuan held him tightly in his hand, and as if remembering something, he ordered Bai Rong to find a pair of scissors.

Picking up the scissors and Duanxiang for a long time, Jiang Chenyuan was frightened into a cold sweat. He wanted to go forward but didn't dare, so he could only shout anxiously: "Brother, don't let your mind get lost!"

Jiang Muyuan was a little amused, but picked up the scissors without answering.

As soon as the scissors went down, Jiang Chenyuan covered his eyes.

With a sound of "click", a strand of black hair fell, Jiang Muyuan put down the scissors, spread a piece of white paper in front of him, put the newly cut hair on it, untied Wuqing's hair, and tidied them up one by one.

When Jiang Chenyuan opened his eyes, what he saw was Jiang Muyuan's dexterous fingers flying, and within a moment, a small, neat braid appeared in his hand. Jiang Muyuan seemed very satisfied, and used the green braid at the end of his hair. The rope was tied up and tied in a beautiful knot.

The hair that is woven together is like the destiny that is entangled together, and it cannot be untied, the strands...

Bai Rong lowered his head and stared at the braid, and finally sighed silently, it would be great if people didn't change from old age, sickness and death.He didn't dare to imagine what his father, who was calm on the surface, would do if he lost his lover. Love in the world has been so difficult for thousands of years.

"Rong'er, come here." Jiang Muyuan smiled and waved to him, "I have something to do, please help me."

Bai Rong obediently walked to the bedside, just like when he was a child, "Just tell me, mother."

"Help me redeem a jade pendant. When I met a robber, I had no choice but to use it as an emergency. After all these years, I have no time to look for it." Jiang Muyuan's eyes darkened, "That's the jade pendant left by my mother." Give me the only thing."

"My child understands."

Jiang Muyuan carefully explained the location of the pawnshop and the appearance of the jade pendant, and Bai Rong left. Jiang Chenyuan originally wanted to go with him, but Bai Rong asked him to stay with Jiang Muyuan.Jiang Muyuan didn't say anything about this arrangement.

Bai Rong came back soon, holding the jade pendant in his hand, and gently handed it to Jiang Muyuan.Gently rubbing the word "wood" on the back, the cold and moist feeling came from the fingertips, Jiang Muyuan traced it stroke by stroke, and remembered that his mother always spoiled him so much at that time, no matter how big a mistake he made. After she left, he met Wuqing himself, what kind of luck should he have to be like this?So, is it because I am so lucky that God is jealous?

Bitterness overflowed from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, there was nothing to worry about except waiting for him to come back.

Father Jiang still couldn't overcome the pain in his heart, even if it wasn't easy to look down on Jiang Muyuan, but he didn't say a word, just stood at the door and looked at him quietly.

"Father……"

After many years, he was finally willing to call himself father so sincerely. Jiang's father knew that Jiang Muyuan hated him and resented him.The soft call now made him almost cry.

"After I'm gone, you have to take good care of yourself."

Father Jiang finally walked into the house and shouted angrily, "What are you talking about!"

Jiang Muyuan closed his eyes, "Actually, I don't blame you for a long time, and you don't have to blame yourself anymore."

Finally, he couldn't hold it back, a teardrop fell from the corner of his eye, Jiang's father hurriedly turned around to prevent him from seeing it.

I have been waiting for this sentence for many years, but I did not expect it at such a time.

Everything, is there still time?