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After entering the room, Mother Meng brought hot water to Mu Qing and Shi Yan before she sat down and asked, "Are you A Zhou——Meng Yun's classmate?"

Shi Yan nodded, "We are friends of Meng Yun."

"What's wrong with Ah Zhou?" Meng Yun left Shi Yan to search for things after entering the room, with a silly smile on his face.

After Shi Yan thought about it, she said to Meng's mother: "Do you know Jiang Keqing, auntie?"

Meng's mother's complexion changed, and her eyes dodged to look at Meng Yun who was staring at the award posted on the wall in a daze. Next to the award was a family portrait, a family of four, Meng Yun and a younger sister.

Seeing this, Shi Yan also guessed about it, and continued: "Keing committed suicide by jumping off a building half a month ago, Meng Yun was too stimulated, and became mentally disturbed——"

"Oh my God!" Meng's mother heard the bad news for the first time, she exclaimed in a low voice, covered her mouth and cried, "It's a crime, it's a crime!"

Shi Yan didn't continue talking, waiting for her to accept this matter slowly.

"Hey, his father was so opposed back then, but he just didn't listen. He took someone to steal money from home and went to study. There was no phone call in four years. What good results can two men have!" Meng Meng Mom cried for a while, and started talking.

Mu Qing sat on the sofa uncomfortably. He didn't like to go to other people's homes, he wasn't used to it, and he always couldn't smell the smell of other people's homes.

"Meng Yun's condition, the doctor said that it has stabilized for the time being, and he needs to take a long time to recuperate and treat. We had to send him back. Here is the medical certificate from the hospital. I helped him suspend his studies at school. Also, he has shares in a company , I can’t handle some materials for the time being, and I can only deal with him after he wakes up.” Shi Yan took out the file bag and handed it to Meng’s mother, then handed him a card, and said, “This is Mu Qing and I treating him. The money from him is not much, let’s talk about it, please take good care of him.”

Mother Meng looked at the cowhide envelope at a loss, her eyes flickered slightly after seeing the bank card sent by Shiyan, and the hesitation in her expression slowly faded, "I'll talk to his father about it."

After that, I explained some precautions, took out the medicine prescribed by the doctor and handed it to Meng's mother, and repeatedly told him not to be stimulated any more, and to treat it with care, and even repeatedly explained how to eat and match three meals a day, and took out a pre-existing Organized a small notebook, and explained it to Meng's mother one by one.

Meng's mother listened, her complexion gradually became a little strange, the young man in front of her had picturesque features and soft-spoken words, which couldn't help but think about it.

However, after careful observation for a long time, seeing that Shiyan was always open and frank, the doubts in his heart dissipated.

After speaking, it was past three o'clock, Meng Yun came back after looking around and fell asleep on the sofa next to Shi Yan's legs.

He was tall and burly, curled up by the coffee table, looking very pitiful.

Mother Meng wiped her tears while watching and nodded, reassuring Shi Yan and the others, and then sent them out.

Shi Yan turned her head three times a step at a time, seeing Meng Yun who was being helped up and lying on the sofa, sleeping soundly. Perhaps when he returned home, the frown that he always frowned when he fell asleep relaxed, and he became less distressed.

The afternoon sun shone on her body with an annoying dryness, and Shi Yan was sweating a little.

Before boarding the car, Shi Yan said to Meng's mother: "Auntie, we will stay in the town for a few days. If you need anything, please go to the hotel in the town to find us."

"Ah, good, you go slowly." Meng's mother nodded absent-mindedly.

Mu Qing listened to Shi Yan's words, looked at him, and sat back in the car speechless.

After leaving Meng's house, Shi Yan remembered that Mu Qing didn't have time to stay, so she said, "Mu Qing, you go back to Binhai first, I'll wait here for two days, and go back after making sure Meng Yun is all right."

Mu Qing drove the car and looked at the buildings along the road, and said, "They're all here, of course we're going back together. I'll ask my uncle and the others for two more days off."

Shi Yan wanted to persuade him, but Mu Qing glanced at him suddenly, his eyes were cold, his heart skipped a beat, and he didn't dare to speak again.

The town is not big, and it takes only 10 minutes to complete the tour. The only hotel is too dirty to accommodate people at all. Regardless of Shiyan's objection, Mu Qing drove to the urban area an hour away from the town for a temporary stay.

This place is very close to City C. In recent years, it has developed into a satellite city of City C. The supporting facilities in all aspects are not bad. Mu Qing reluctantly accepted a suite in a three-star hotel in the city.

Immediately after he moved in, he paid for the hotel to buy new sheets and quilts to come back and change them. He had to stay for several days, so he didn't want to settle for it.

Shi Yan was not feeling well, and was very sleepy after arriving at the hotel. After taking a shower, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep. He didn't know how Mu Qing messed with the room layout, until he was called up by Mu Qing to have dinner at [-] o'clock in the evening.

The packaged local specialties were greasy and heavy. When Shi Yan smelled the oil, she retched and couldn't eat anything. Mu Qinglian coaxed her to drink a bowl of egg drop soup, and then ate some sweet and sour Oranges are more comfortable.

Especially after eating the oranges, he felt so comfortable that he ate a dozen or so in a row, and ate more than half of the fresh oranges that Mu Qing bought.

Mu Qing observed him for a long time with a strange expression, and asked, "You are not really pregnant, are you?"

Shi Yan blushed, "Don't talk nonsense, I just have an upset stomach. That's not it."

Mu Qing hugged him, kissed his face, and made fun of him: "Didn't you say you want to give birth to me? What, you regret it?"

"No. It's just that there was no such mutation in the previous physical examination. I thought about it too." He sighed regretfully, "I also want to have a child to trap you."

Mu Qing rubbed his palm and kissed the top of his hair, "Then we need to work harder."

"Is this something that can be solved with hard work?" Shi Yan was laughed angrily at him, raised his head, held his face in his hands and looked carefully, "After all, we have been together for almost a year, time flies so fast."

Mu Qing rubbed his hair, "Yeah, it's been so fast. I want to spend my whole life with you. I hope time can slow down so that we can enjoy more sweet and happy times."

"Me too." Shi Yan smiled.

... two thousand years later.

His stomach rebelled again, forcing him to let go and lay down on the edge of the bed to retch.

Originally, my stomach was always aching, but now it was even more overwhelming.

Mu Qing stood up and patted his back, "Yan Yan, how are you doing?"

Shi Yan covered her mouth and looked at him angrily, "I'm sorry."

Hearing this, Mu Qing felt a pain in his heart, and looked at him tenderly, "Why are you so polite between us as a husband and wife? You are not feeling well, I should have been more considerate of you."

Shi Yan shook her head, not knowing what to say.

"Yanyan, how is it now, is your stomach still hurting?" After a while, I felt distressed and picked up the person to check, the person in my arms was so painful that his face was full of tears, and his face was pale.

Really are--

Mu Qing helped him put on his clothes in confusion, "Let's go to the hospital to have a look, you are in such pain."

"No, nothing." Shi Yan regained his strength and grabbed his hand, "Mu Qing, I'm fine. Don't worry, just rest for a while and you'll be fine."

He has been busy for so long, and he has been driving for a long time in the past two days, and he is already exhausted. Shi Yan doesn't want him to run around for him anymore.

"No, I must go to the hospital!" After being together for so long, except for the occasional cold, I have never had a stomachache.

"Really." Shi Yan put her arms around his neck and snuggled into his arms, "Qing, you listen to me, just hug me and I'll be fine. Look, I don't feel any pain now."

Mu Qing sighed, "It's not troublesome to go to the hospital, why not?"

"It's midnight now, Qing, you've been tired all day, it's time to rest." Shi Yan leaned against him weakly and whispered in his ear, "If it's still like this tomorrow, let's go to the hospital again, okay?"

"Okay." Seeing that he was too tired to open his eyes, Mu Qing finally compromised, hugged him and lay down, "Yan Yan, if you still feel uncomfortable, you must tell me. I love you."

"En." Shi Yan nestled under his arms, curled up and leaned against him and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Brushing his hair behind his ears, and sliding his fingers lightly across his side face, Mu Qing felt extremely depressed for no reason.

I always feel that there seems to be something wrong between them.

Whether it's talking to each other or making promises, both of them seem to be avoiding something.

Mu Qing didn't know what it was, or when it started, some things were out of control.

Nothing happened the next day. The two of them slept in the hotel until ten o'clock in the morning. After breakfast in the restaurant, they basked in the sun lazily by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

After Mu Qing reported to the elders in the family, he took his mobile phone and checked online whether there were any interesting scenic spots near this small place.

Speaking of which, the two have been together for so long and haven't gone abroad for vacation together. How did they spend the National Day last year?

It's like boxing at home and shopping at the supermarket.

Hey--

When you are with Shi Yan, you will be brought into his own pace without knowing it.

Shiyan was in good spirits today. He ate porridge and local sauerkraut with spicy sauce for breakfast. Maybe he was hungry, so he ate two big bowls.

"There is a famous stone statue nearby. Ah, there is also an ancient temple built in the Tang Dynasty. Let's drive there to have a look?" Mu Qing handed the phone to Shi Yan.

He looked at the pictures and comments, and nodded, "Okay, you can buy tickets online."

"How is your body? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Mu Qing suddenly hesitated, looking at Shi Yan and asked.

Shi Yan patted her chest, "No problem, I'm in good spirits! There are a lot of local gourmet restaurants recommended in the reviews, and we went there to eat one by one."

"It seems that you are really well. You vomited after smelling it yesterday." Mu Qing felt relieved and ordered a ticket on the phone.

However, the fact is that when Shi Yan arrived at the place, and had lunch at noon after the tour, he still vomited in a mess, even if there was a slight oily smell.

Later, the proprietress of the shop made a bowl of light hot and sour vermicelli, and Shi Yan ate it.

"Oh, if you're not a handsome guy, Auntie would suspect that you're pregnant." The proprietress saw that one of them was tall and handsome, handsome and sunny, and the other was gentle and elegant, so she couldn't help teasing, "Are you classmates? Come on a trip together?"

"Yes, I heard that the temple here is very effective, and I want to come here to find a good marriage." Mu Qing continued.

"You guys are so handsome, why do you need to ask for it? You probably won't be able to see it if you send it to your door." The proprietress and the customers in the store laughed.

Shi Yan put down the bowl, glanced at Mu Qing, and smiled lightly.

Mu Qing hooked his hand quietly under the table.

When the meal was finished, the proprietress said: "My vermicelli soup is the favorite of the pregnant daughters-in-law in the nearby ten miles and eight towns. Young man, what do you think of the taste?"

Shi Yan blushed again and nodded: "It's delicious, thank you auntie."

When Mu Qing heard this unintentional remark, his heart moved, and he glanced at Shi Yan's stomach.

When Shi Yan found out, he gave him a sideways glance, "I said it's impossible!"

When the two came out of the shop, Mu Qing opened the car door for him, and whispered into his ear when he got in the car: "I just want you to give birth to me, can't you?"

When Shi Yan got into the car, her face was so red that she was shooting herself in the foot. How could she be so fascinated before that she dared to say such words.

In the afternoon, I am going to visit the temple, which is located in the nearby mountains. It is said on the Internet that it will take half an hour to drive and climb up the mountain. Mu Qing asked Shiyan to sleep for a while, so as not to be tired later.

The weather is fine, the sun is shining brightly, rape blossoms are everywhere, and the golden yellow pieces are inlaid like gold on the side of the river on the mountain road, and there is a sweet fragrance of flowers in the wind.

Shi Yan put down the seat, lay down on the seat and fell asleep not long after, Mu Qing deliberately slowed down the speed of the car, turned off the stereo in the car, and drove towards the deep mountains along the way.

After driving for about forty minutes, after finding a place and parking the car, Shiyan was still sleeping, and Mu Qing covered him with a suit jacket, just sat and watched him like that.

Logically speaking, no matter how good-looking a person is, he should be tired of watching it for more than a year, but Mu Qing just can't get enough of him, his every frown and smile makes his heart move so much.

Mu Qing didn't know when he fell asleep. Shi Yan pushed him up and checked the time. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon and he slept for more than an hour.

When they got off the car, both of them felt refreshed. In front of them were 81 [-] steps leading directly to the top of the mountain.

To be honest, mountains are not high, and strictly speaking they are not mountains. It is more accurate to say that they are hills.

When Shiyan climbed halfway, she couldn't walk anymore.

My stomach was heavy, and I kept falling down. It was really uncomfortable, so I had to sit and rest by the railing next to me.

Mu Qing checked the time, afraid that it was too late to go up and the temple was closed, so La Shiyan got up and carried him up.

Shi Yan lay on his back and reflected on herself, "Obviously I have been exercising all the time, why is my physical strength so poor?"

"You haven't been feeling well for the past two days, don't think too much." Mu Qing comforted him, and climbed up thirty or forty steps without breathing, and he was really pissed off.

The temple is built in a simple and solemn manner, with a hint of hidden interest in the mountains. Bodhi trees are planted everywhere. There is a pool of turtles in the central square, which is also a place for believers to release their lives.

Mu Qing bought a few hundred yuan of incense at the door and carried Shi Yan in with her.

Amidst the smog, the two worshiped from the entrance of the temple to the main hall of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

It was almost four in the afternoon at 03:30, and the monks in the temple were about to start their evening class. The khaki robes were flashing under the eaves of the corridor, and the Sanskrit sounds burst out. Mu Qing pulled Shi Yan to kneel in front of the Guanyin statue to pray for blessings.

First, I wish the elderly at home healthy, second, my loved ones around me are safe and sound, and third, I wish the people around me to grow old together.

Amidst the lingering sound of the bell, Mu Qing held up the sandalwood and kowtowed devoutly.

Kneel three times and kowtow nine times, this heart is clear.

After the worship, Mu Qing took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code to invest [-] yuan in sesame oil in the temple.

Afterwards, take Shiyan to the Yuelao Temple in the southwest.

It was getting late, the red silk on the marriage tree was flying with the wind, and the concentric locks on the railing made a muffled sound.

The drowsy old monk dozed off while sitting in front of the scriptures.

After kneeling down, Shi Yan suddenly became excited and wanted to ask for a lottery.

Mu Qing took two lottery buckets and shook them together.

Shi Yan didn't think too much, but felt that there was something wrong with not drawing lots at Yuelao Temple.

The two lottery tickets were quickly shaken out, picked up from the ground, and unwrapped at the door. Who knew that the old man at the door said that the monk who unwrapped the lottery was off work, and asked them to go to the side to find the note to unwrap the sign according to the number on the sign.

"It's really casual." Shi Yan found the unsigned slip that he signed with a black line on his face, and Mu Qing also found it quickly, neither of them opened it in a hurry.

After paying homage to the Bodhisattva, it was getting late, and Shiyan couldn't eat food outside, so Mu Qing proposed to have a vegetarian meal inside the temple, and then go back after eating.

Shi Yan thought that the food here was heavy in oil and taste, and he really couldn't smell the smell of oil in the past two days, so he nodded and agreed to eat before leaving.

This is a temple deep in the mountains. Except for the many people offering incense on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, this place is inaccessible at other times, so the only guests tonight are Mu Qing and Shi Yan.

Dusk falls, tired birds return to the forest, fragrant mist lingers in the deep mountains, and the sound of chanting sutras from far away makes one feel peaceful and peaceful. Shi Yan and Mu Qing sat in the small pavilion of the Zhaitang, holding hands and listening silently.

The food served was simple vegetarian food, fried lightly, probably the vegetables grown in the temple itself, different from outside tastes, Shiyan ate a little more for dinner, for this reason, before Mu Qing left, he gave the temple two more Wan's sesame oil money, so that the host who is doing the evening class personally came out to see them out.

The two have extraordinary temperament and generous shots, so it's no wonder that interested people want to get close.

It was nine o'clock in the evening when I got home, and I spent more time playing than expected.

While Mu Qing was taking a bath, Shi Yan took out the marriage lottery she got in the afternoon, opened it to read, and there were two poems written on it: "Drunk in the bosom of the tortoiseshell feast, what a blessing to the king under the lotus tent."

I don't quite understand what it means, open the mobile phone to search.

It turned out to be a line from a poem by Li Bai.

meaning is--

The bathroom door opened, and Mu Qing came out wearing a bathrobe. Seeing Shi Yan looking at the lottery, she leaned over and asked, "How is it? Is it a good lottery?"

Shi Yan put it away calmly, and said with a smile, "Shangji." But her eyes were a little red.

"Not bad, show me." Mu Qing tried to snatch it, but Shi Yan put it away, "This is not good, it's not allowed to read it. I can't show it to you."

"What's the matter?" Mu Qing put down his hands and looked at him unhappily.

Shi Yan kissed him flatteringly, "Hey, I don't even read yours. I'm going to take a shower, and you look at your own lottery."

"Okay." Although Mu Qing had received Western education and ideas abroad for seven or eight years, he was a bit superstitious under the influence of his grandfather since he was a child, so he didn't continue to ask. After seeing Shi Yan into the bathroom, he took out his own lottery to read.

"Overlapping tears and enclosing brocade characters, life is only about love and death."

It was a winning lottery, neither good nor bad.

Mu Qing originally wanted to look up what it meant on the phone, but hesitated for a moment, and gave up, just being vague like this is fine, why bother to get to the bottom of emotional matters.

Shi Yan stood under the shower and stared blankly at the water droplets splashing on the tiled wall, raised her hand to cover her chest, the cold inside was rising and falling again, and squatted down uncomfortable to hug herself.

It's just a sign, there's no need to take it seriously.

When he came out of the shower, Shi Yan was not in the mood. Mu Qing thought he was too tired after playing for a day, so after drying his hair, he hugged him and lay down to sleep.

"Yanyan, do you want to go and see Meng Yun tomorrow? If he's okay, we'll head back to Binhai, okay?" Mu Qing asked in the dark, with his hands stuck in the hair on the back of his head.

Shi Yan nodded, "Yeah." If something really happened, Meng's mother should call today, if not, it should be regarded as settled down, right?

I'll take a look at it tomorrow and leave after saying goodbye.

Life is spent in constant parting and meeting.

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