Tanhualu

Yang Jin had a dream, a long, long dream.

She dreamed that she was beaten violently by someone, and all the strength in her body seemed to be drained, and she couldn't use martial arts, internal strength, etc. at all.The man not only knocked her to the ground, but also kicked her ass hard with his booted foot...

She seemed to be trapped in a nightmare, she wanted to shout "stop", but her throat seemed to be strangled, and she couldn't make a sound.

That man just didn't let her go, kicking her ass, while drinking "get up!", "good for nothing!"...

These words touched Yang Jin's heart, and she also felt that at this time, she was really the worthless group.It's not just that her body doesn't listen, what makes her most uncomfortable is that the cruel reality took away her strength to struggle and fight——

The mother was controlled by the enemy with drugs, and her life was miserable until she died.

Because of this control, she had no choice but to be insulted and raped by that scumbag, resulting in her becoming pregnant.

And that scumbag was ironically her biological father.

Isn't all this bad enough?

What's even worse: all this was told to her by the enemy who used drugs to control her mother back then. This enemy was also her savior, her mentor, and one of the two people she admired and worshiped since she was a child. .She respects her medical ethics and benevolence, and she worships her superb medical skills.

The most terrible thing is that she was able to face herself so calmly, the source of all the tragedies, for more than ten years.

Now that she knows what happened in the past, doesn't she feel guilty when facing herself?Is not conscience condemned from time to time?

Or, did she feel that she could call herself a benefactor after saving her own life?

You must know that the poison in that fetus was caused by her back then!

Yang Jin still remembers that day, she calmly listened to her questioning, and asked herself even more calmly: "Jin'er, are you sure you want to hear what happened back then?"

Then she spoke, still calmly as if talking about an irrelevant third person.

Is it possible for a bad person to be so calm?

And only someone who is so calm can become a qualified bad guy?

In short, Yang Jin knew that he could never be a bad person.Even if it was a matter of course to avenge the murder of her mother, even if she could take the other party's life with the other party's permission, she would not do it.

In the end, she escaped without a chance.

She felt that she was really cowardly, and felt sorry for her mother's spirit in heaven.

A person who doesn't even have the courage to kill his mother and enemy, what qualifications does he have to resist?

At that moment, Yang Jin's heart was occupied by strong self-defeating emotions——

Kick it, scold it, hit her, it's best to kill her at once, and she will never have to face those knots that she can't untie but that entangle her to death.

Later, dreaming and dreaming, the beating and scolding disappeared, and the surroundings became silent.Yang Jin smelled a faint fragrance in the chaos that seemed to be the beginning of heaven and earth. What kind of familiar fragrance is that?

Yang Jin's heart twitched suddenly, and she sat up in her dream, and chased after the fragrance desperately.

In her mind, she ran for a long time, so long that she was about to go crazy, the endless and indifferent white smoke in front of her eyes was suddenly separated from the middle, and her eyes suddenly opened up——

Yang Jin paused, looking with surprise and joy at the large forest of begonias that suddenly appeared in front of him.

Is this... Cold Stone Villa?In her dream, she was thinking obsessively.

Now that I have arrived at Cold Stone Villa, is that person there?

She ran wildly towards that piece of crabapple forest desperately, she ran wildly in the crabapple forest, looking for... But, besides the colorful and gorgeous crabapple flowers all over the tree, where is the shadow of that person?

Yang Jin wanted to cry.She stood helplessly in the shadows of trees, looking up at the begonia petals dancing in the wind, she wanted to call "Shi Han" or "Yang Xi" loudly.But no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't make a sound from her throat.

Yang Jin was so anxious that he almost cried.For the first time in her life, she became infinitely terrified, almost desperately terrified.

She was afraid that in this boundless world, from now on, she would be left alone, walking alone...

"...Xi!" With all her strength, she could only utter this one word.

Then, the chest swelled, and a strong sense of disgust rushed to the throat, a sweet and fishy taste.

Am I about to vomit blood and die?Yang Jin thought in his dream.

Died like this?she thought drearily.

In the end, the mother's revenge was not avenged, and she was never seen again...

As if to confirm her thoughts, in the dream, she suddenly felt that her feet were bumping non-stop, and the sky above her head trembled rapidly.The sky and the earth are spinning, like an earth dragon rolling, and a strong earthquake is happening, more like... the whole sky and the earth are bouncing up and down on a huge carriage.

Yang Jin was in despair, she was unwilling to die like this.

Where are you?Where are you!She screamed silently—

"You..." Qi and blood surged, dizziness in the head.

No more chances?

"... Xi!" She shouted the word with her last strength.

Then, the sky fell and the earth fell, and buried the insignificant her...

Yang Jin opened his eyes tiredly, and the place where he saw was the bed curtain above his head.

This is... a bed?

She has not yet adapted to the state of waking up, and she is half staring at the intricate embroidery patterns on the bed curtain.

This is where?she thought dazedly.

She remembered getting drunk, falling in the snow, and...and then here?

This is a strange place, but it is not strange...

Yang Jin was shocked, and as she regained consciousness, her sense of smell told her that there was a familiar fragrance that was very close to her.

That is, the faint fragrance she was looking for in her dream!

"Are you awake?" There were footsteps approaching, that voice, yes, yes——

Yang Jin suddenly sat up, ignoring the dizziness caused by rushing to get up.Her eyes were wide open, and she stared at the beautiful figure of Pingpin Tingting walking towards her without blinking.

I haven't seen her for a few months, but she has grown in stature, but she has lost a lot of weight. Looking at her big and bright eyes on that small face that is as thin as a palm, it makes people feel more pitiful.

Shi Han's hand holding the tray couldn't help shaking, just like her heart at this moment.

Restraining the strange emotions, Shi Han exerted a little force, grasping the tray with both hands, concealing the chaos in his heart without any trace.

Yang Jin held his breath, stared at her closely, and walked step by step to the side of his bed.

Whether Shi Han walked, stopped, or put the tray on the table beside her, and sat down beside her... Yang Jin didn't care about these, she just stared at Shi Han's face intently, In Shi Han's eyes, he wished to see her bones and soul tightly entangled and embedded in her bone marrow, stationed there forever, and would never leave again.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Shi Han asked softly, interrupting Yang Jin's crazy thoughts.

She looked blankly at Shi Han's fluttering lips, she knew that Shi Han had spoken just now, but as for what she said, forgive her for ignoring it.

Shi Han sighed silently, with helpless emotions flashing across his eyes.I don't know if it's helpless because Yang Jin is so stupid that he can't hear what he said, or because he feels sorry for her worthless appearance more than he hates iron.

Perhaps, both?

So Shi Han didn't plan to argue with this idiot any more, she turned around and took the bowl from the tray beside her, handed it to Yang Jin, and said, "Drink the hangover soup, it will make you feel better."

Yang Jin didn't listen to what she said at all, her thoughts were still lingering on Shi Han's face, the only difference was that before she was thinking about "she lost weight", but now, she was thinking about "Her lip color is still good."

As a doctor, the so-called "look, hear and ask", the word "look" naturally includes looking at lip color.Yang Jin didn't think there was anything wrong with his thoughts.

However, next, the thoughts in Yang Jin's mind turned to a strange place——

"Lips are moist, it quenches your thirst just looking at it..."

Coincidentally, Yang Jin's mouth was dry because of his drunken reaction.

Shi Han held up the bowl of hangover soup, motioning for Yang Jin to take it and drink it.

Yang Jin lost his response, and just stared at her lips, wondering what he was thinking.

Shi Han felt helpless again, pursed his lips, and said, "Do you still need me to feed you?"

Yang Jin finally found her soul, and was stunned for a moment. The word "Hello" instantly reminded her of Shi Han's lips that were "moist" and "looked very thirst-quenching".Yang Jin's face turned red immediately, she hurriedly took the bowl from Shi Han's hand, and drank it in big gulps.

The fingertips of the two people's hands touched because of the action of handing over the bowl.Yang Jin had no time to think about it, but after she took the bowl, Shi Han retracted his fingertips, retracted them into his palms, clenched them gently, and slowly rubbed his thumbs over the place where Yang Jin's fingertips just touched.

The person who has been thinking about it is finally able to see, at this moment, let alone hangover soup, he just drank a large bowl of arsenic.Frost, Yang Jin is happy with it.

However, there is always a gap between ideals and reality. She really underestimated the power of hangover soup, or in other words, she didn't even think about the result of drinking it.

Gulp, gulp...

Yang Jin drank boldly.

Until most of the bowl of hangover soup entered his stomach, Yang Jin's sense of taste was completely revived, and his handsome little face also made a new face——

The eyebrows are twisted, the nose is wrinkled, and the corners of the mouth are drooping...Yang Jin was about to cry because of the irritating smell.

"Puchi!" Seeing her appearance, Shi Han couldn't hold back his laughter.

"What are you in a hurry for?" She laughed, "No one will fight with you!"

As he said that, he couldn't help teasing Yang Jin again: "Does it taste good?"

It's ginger, vinegar, and chili. No wonder it tastes good!

This, Shi Han is naturally clear, she just thinks that Yang Jin at this time is special...cute.

Yang Jin twisted his facial features, his mouth was filled with a sour and spicy taste, and he woke up completely from alcohol.

She stared at Shi Han's fluttering lips and the smile on his face.

laugh!make you laugh!Let you also taste what it's like!

Maybe it was the longing that had been hidden for too long and finally got a chance to explode, maybe it was the result of a feverish brain. In short, Yang Jin threw away the empty bowl, leaned over, and pressed his lips against Shi Han's...

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