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Waiting for a long time to respond, Hua Manyi couldn't help raising her head, but as soon as she looked up, she saw the woman in front of the bed staring at her for a moment, the straps on her feet had been tied up at some point, and Mama Gong Sitting on the chair, with Erlang legs crossed, the milky white smoke winds upwards from the tail of the smoke.

His eyes were slightly downward, and there was a hint of sharpness in his laziness.

As if she asked a question she shouldn't have asked.

Gong Yan frowned, her voice was indifferent, "Hua Manyi, don't ask such stupid questions."

Hua Manyi was caught by this sentence, like a deflated ball, and she no longer had the courage to ask the next sentence. She knew that asking this sentence was tantamount to inquiring about this woman's privacy, but she still couldn't help but hold back. A trace of fantasy, fantasy is not special.

But it turns out that she, Hua Manyi, took herself too seriously.

"...Understood." She responded in a muffled voice, turning her head away, "Then I don't need to report to you where Hua Manyi has gone in the future."

"Are you dissatisfied with what I said?"

"How dare I."

As soon as the words fell, someone grabbed her chin, and Hua Manyi felt a force pushing her face back. The hand was not rough, but rather slender, not much fleshy, and bony, but it was very strong, like The Witch of the Night in the West.

"Hua Manyi, listen, you were sold to me by Gong Yan, and I told you to go west and never go east. I have said this a second time, and don't blame me Gong Yan for the third time. You are welcome, Hua Manyi, you have to report to me where you went and who you met when you left Fenghai.

Yes, you can earn money for me now, but I am promoting you, not just to do business for a day or two. I hope you understand that what you can’t get will always be the best. One day I found out that someone had ruined me, and then I would consciously pack up and leave! "

The harsh words echoed in her ears, and Hua Manyi couldn't calm down for a long time, until the person next to the bed changed someone to apply medicine to her ankle, and the cold medicinal wine was applied on it, pulling her consciousness back.

I don't know when there were a few more people in the room. Sister Fang and Xiaoxiao all came over to ask for warmth.

"Does the bone hurt?" Dr. Ma checked the swollen ankle.

Hua Manyi shook her head absentmindedly.

Dr. Ma is a young Western doctor, wearing a white coat, with a stethoscope hanging from his ear, got up and wrote the names of several medicines in a notebook, and said to Gong Yan who was standing by, "It should only hurt the muscles and bones, the bones are not cracked." , keep applying these medicines every day, and it will take about half a month to recover."

Gong Yan took the medicine list and nodded, "Xiaoxiao, help me see Dr. Ma."

Xiaoxiao promised.

"Man Yi, are you okay?" Fang Yu sat next to her and tucked the quilt for her. Sometimes things like this happen when you fall down and sprain your feet in the middle of the night. The earth and the ground are not working well, and it is okay to have an earth dragon. If there is no earth dragon, just lie on the floor all night, the frostbite is still light, and I am afraid that people will not even be able to freeze.

Hua Manyi looked past Fang Yu's arm and landed on the woman who was reading the medicine list not far away. Afraid of being discovered, she hurriedly took it back, "It's okay, Sister Fang, I just sprained my ankle."

"Don't comfort Sister Fang, Mama Gong told me that you were the one who insisted on calling someone and opening the door." Sister Fang touched her cold hand, her eyes were even more distressed, "Oh, you Why are your hands so cold?"

Hua Manyi was a little sleepy, "I'm naturally cold."

"I'll ask someone to cook some pork bone soup for you tomorrow morning to nourish your body."

"Thank you, Miss Fang."

After Fang Yu left, she was the only one left in the room. Mama Gong probably went back too, and Hua Manyi fell into a light sleep for a while.

It didn't take long before dawn, and news spread that Gong's mother sprained her ankle, and she would not be able to perform on stage for half a month. Soon, she received all kinds of letters in just one afternoon, and the letters were nothing more than greetings. Fan, let her have a good rest, and by the way, praise her again to express her love.

Among the hundreds of letters, she was attracted by a very unique letter. This unique letter is rare in this envelope. When she was 15 years old, she became crazy about collecting envelopes. Others laughed at her for collecting envelopes. Collecting stamps , at least it can add value.

But at that time, she didn't have much interest in stamps. She collected envelopes from various shops and foreign firms in Haicheng, big and small, round and square, all kinds of envelopes.

Those envelopes, stained with a faint ink fragrance, smell so good.

Although this hobby did not improve her grades much.

The memory came back, and the sight fell on the envelope in front of me. The pattern on it was a Western building outlined with a simple pen, with sharp edges and corners, and a solid wall.The most important thing is that the above is a letter written in foreign language!

The beautiful and delicate foreign characters are neat and clean, and she can even imagine how to use a pen and rich ink to slowly draw across the paper and write down each pleasing word.

Not a single typo yet.

Hua Manyi's favorability for this letter has greatly improved, but...she can't understand what is written on it.

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Hua Manyi was lying on the bed, unable to go anywhere, staring at the letter almost staring at a hole, and finally had to put the letter aside because of her poverty and lack of foreign language knowledge, and picked up the villain Xiaoxiao bought for her. The book, knocking on the melon seeds, read it with relish.

The next day, Xiaoxiao brought her dozens of envelopes in a box. Judging from the quantity, there were a lot fewer. It seems that these men's perseverance is just like that, and few can persevere.

"Xiaoxiao, let it go. I'll read it later after finishing the comic book. Thank you for your hard work." Hua Manyi picked up a bunch of grapes, and bit one with her red lips, the taste was sweet and salivary.

"Okay, Sister Manyi, I'm going out first."

Hua Manyi waved her hand and continued to read the comic book, probably because it was too big, the comic book fell off the bed with a thud, Hua Manyi had no choice but to lean out and pick it up, and it happened to hit the bedside table The iron box full of envelopes clanged, and dozens of letters were scattered on the carpet.

"..." God probably doesn't like her.

Hua Manyi was about to ask Xiaoxiao to come in and tidy up, but the next second a letter came into view. It was still the same style of building, but it was changed to a different venue, like a church for worship, with a few simple strokes next to it. The silhouette of a villain with strokes, that villain is wearing a top hat, which is a round top hat with a wide brim and a bow on it.

She seemed to have one when she was still at home. The wind blew the skirt of the villain, and the slender waist was outlined with a few simple strokes, which was lifelike.

This letter is from the same person as the previous one.

Hua Manyi picked it up by the bed, and then found the previous one from the drawer of the bedside table. After opening it for comparison, it turned out that the handwriting was the same, in elegant foreign language, and with the same signature.

It's just that this time the letter was signed, and there was a fragrant kiss.

According to her judgment, this letter was written by a lady, and it was also written by a beautiful foreign lady with culture and ink.

However, she still couldn't understand the foreign language on it.