Chen Xi, a colleague of the spiritual deed, is flashy

Let's talk about practicing.Naturally, it didn't start until Yang Jinghua's injury had fully recovered.

After all, the doctor gave thousands of instructions, and it was impossible for Duan Muxi to let Yang Jinghua practice kung fu with injuries.Yang Jinghua honestly stayed in the room for two months before getting the doctor's permission to do some simple exercises.

Yang Jinghua suffered a lot during this period of time.

In the first half month, Duan Muxi saw Yang Jinghua's face raised almost every day, and then he was in a daze in the room with nothing to do.Although the grandma would come over to talk to him occasionally, it was obvious that she couldn't satisfy Yang Jinghua, a ADHD patient.

Therefore, after Duan Muxi was busy with the affairs in hand every day, he spent the rest of the time in the room with Yang Jinghua.Sometimes he will accompany him to read books about spells, sometimes take him to the courtyard to breathe fresh air, and sometimes teach him to practice simple little spells. Yin Zhe, who heard about Situ Lv's attack on Yang Jinghua, sometimes sneaks away Come to Duanmu's house to tease and tease Yang Jinghua.

Two months passed in such a dull way.

After getting the doctor's permission, Yang Jinghua was so happy that he almost jumped into the sky.Seeing Yang Jinghua's happy expression, Duanmuxi was a little bit dumbfounded.

The next day, he finished his business early and brought Yang Jinghua to the training ground.

"What did you teach me today?" Yang Jinghua, who was finally able to move his muscles and bones, couldn't wait to ask Duan Muxi, looking around curiously, his light green eyes were shining, he was so cute.

"No rush. Let's take our time." Then Duanmuxi brought two wooden swords from nowhere, and handed one of them to Yang Jinghua's hand.

"Spiritual power can only be given to spiritual weapons to play a greater role. I will teach you swordsmanship from today." Of course Yang Jinghua didn't know the reason why Duanmuxi chose the sword among so many spiritual weapons.However, he used to fight with a dagger, but this time it was just a little longer than the dagger, so Yang Jinghua didn't care about it.

"Come learn from me."

Duanmuxi began to practice one move after another, and Yang Jinghua followed Duanmuxi's imitation in a clumsy manner.Duanmuxi is very patient, if he can't, he will repeat it over and over again.

Perhaps it is because Yang Jinghua's ability to accept is not so high at this time.Until Duan Muxi asked Yang Jinghua to rehearse by himself, Yang Jinghua was still stumbling.

"Am I too stupid?" Yang Jinghua began to doubt his learning ability for the first time.He muttered in a low voice why he still couldn't learn it, and at the same time practiced it by himself.

"Come on. Follow my movements." Looking at Yang Jinghua's depressed look, Duanmuxi also found it a little funny.

Gently hold Yang Jinghua's hand from behind Yang Jinghua, and then let Yang Jinghua follow his movements and slowly practice again.

He is really teaching him.

Over and over again, as if never tired.From the move to the end of the move, Duanmuxi took Yang Jinghua to contact over and over again.On the quiet training ground, the two unknowingly became a beautiful scenery.

"Let's stop here today, and continue tomorrow." They practiced until the afternoon before they stopped.Seeing Yang Jinghua's sweating profusely, and considering Yang Jinghua's injury, he looked at the sky and stopped the practice.

Yang Jinghua panted and sat on the ground, thinking about the sword style he practiced today, he couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, I have no talent.

At the end of the day, Yang Jinghua only memorized the first three moves of the sword style, but Yang Jinghua couldn't remember the rest.This made him even more depressed.In addition, the wound hadn't completely healed, and his physical strength was exhausted so fast that he didn't even want to move a finger now.

"Come up." Duan Muxi looked at Yang Jinghua who had no strength, put away the wooden sword, and squatted in front of Yang Jinghua with his back facing him.

"I can walk by myself."

"You're tired." There was no extra explanation, Yang Jinghua couldn't say anything more because Duanmuxi's aura was there, so he could only obediently lie on Duanmuxi's back and let him carry him on his back.

Silent all the way.

As he walked, Yang Jinghua remembered something and suddenly said:

"Do I think you will give me what I want?"

"what do you want?"

"No, it's just a feeling."

"As long as it's not too much, I'll give it to you."

"Hmm. Then I want a magic weapon, can I?"

Then a sword appeared in Duanmuxi's mind.Sighing slightly, he said softly:

"I'll give it to you when the time comes."

"When was that?"

"It's not now anyway."

"Hey...too cunning..." Yang Jinghua muttered dissatisfiedly, but although he said it, he didn't have any dissatisfaction in his heart.

Yang Jinghua didn't really care about the magical artifacts.He just felt that the person in front of him seemed to want to give him all the best in the world, and he was afraid of spoiling him, so he restrained himself very much.

Duanmuxi is actually very distressed about what he will do next.He wanted to protect him, but it was impossible to guard him all the time.So when Yang Jinghua asked him to teach him, he didn't think much about it.

However, I turned around and thought again.Doing this by yourself, is it not repeating the same mistakes.

Duanmuxi was afraid.

Scared because I lost it.He, Duanmuxi, could not be the Secretary of Yang Ming, or he could abandon everything in Duanmu's family, but he could not lose this person on his back again.

Yang Jinghua is Duanmuxi's cherished person, but also Duanmuxi's biggest weakness.

It seems that Duanmuxi's abnormality has been sensed.Yang Jinghua also remained silent.He leaned on Duanmuxi's back, quietly listening to Duanmuxi's heartbeat.

"Duanmuxi. You have found me." Yang Jinghua didn't know why he said this sentence suddenly, because he didn't understand the meaning of these words.

but.

It seems to have worked wonders.Duanmuxi stopped in his tracks and breathed a sigh of relief.Holding Yang Jinghua on his back steady, the corners of his mouth curled up into a curve that Yang Jinghua couldn't see.

yes.I have already found him.

So.There is no need to be afraid.

It seemed that he was too tired from practicing, Yang Jinghua sprinkled on Duanmuxi's back, and dozed off in a daze.Yang Jinghua, who had no voice, naturally couldn't escape Duanmuxi's attention.Hearing the steady breathing of the person on his back, Duanmuxi raised his head to look at the sky, and then couldn't help but tilt his head slightly and kissed Yang Jinghua's cheek lightly.

ah.Oh no.

Duanmuxi thought so.

It seems that I really like him.

certainly.Yang Jinghua who was asleep would not know what Duanmuxi was thinking.Otherwise, seeing Duanmuxi like this now, Yang Jinghua would definitely not be able to help asking questions.

But Duanmuxi didn't know either.

Before falling asleep, Yang Jinghua also silently recited in his heart:

I seem.Can't do without him.

One big and one small, one sleep and one wake up.The two people who buried their hearts in their hearts are silently paying for each other.

Nah.Why?

ah.Except for Yang Jinghua, Duanmuxi might never be so gentle to someone again.

because of them.It was meant to be.