man in apricot forest

Ji Yu smiled lightly.

Mei Shu looked at Ji Yu proudly, and said, "Juan Qin, don't do this."

Ji Yu tilted his head and asked Mei Shuao who was beside him: "What's wrong with me? There are many kinds of sufferings I have experienced in this world, and I don't necessarily have to tell all of them, so that everyone knows about it."

"You..." Mei Shuao frowned and looked at Ji Yu's mouth opening and closing, not knowing what to say.

"Since you've made it through, there's nothing to talk about."

"But I only tell Jun Qin." Mei Shu proudly said, "I can't even complain to you."

"Up to you, but I don't like to hear it."

Ji Yu took the bowl and chopsticks to the backyard.

"Okay, I won't talk if Junqin doesn't like to hear it."

Mei Shuao also followed after speaking, "I'll help you carry water."

"No need, go in and rest." Ji Yu signaled Mei Shu to enter the only bedroom.

"Or the one outside?"

Seeing that Ji Yu went to the backyard without replying, Mei Shuao walked to the long-lost wooden bed alone.

It's funny to think about it, when Mei Shuao woke up in this bed, he wanted to ask Ji Yu where he slept at night since he only had this room.

Could it be that Ji Yu has been squeezed on the same wooden bed with himself during the past few days in a coma?

In the end, Mei Shuao still didn't ask. In the evening, when Ji Yu opened the curtain next to the wooden bed, and there was another small room behind, Mei Shuao suddenly realized.

The room is really small, it can only fit a bed and a place for people to walk around.

When Ji Yu walked into the room, Mei Shuao almost fell asleep leaning against the table.

Mei Shuao said in a daze, "Junqin is here..."

"Well, have you visited Shu Li?"

Ji Yu sat on the chair in front of Mei Shuao.

"Not yet, I'll come to you when I go back to Meizhuang." Mei Shuao smiled inexplicably, and said: "I heard the name of Xinglin Miracle Doctor a year ago."

"I think your reputation now is greater than that of Master Dong Xian back then."

Ji Yu asked, "Then when are you leaving?"

"Are you going to drive me away?" Mei Shuao looked directly at Ji Yu, "It's only been three years, what's the difference?"

"Things change in a blink of an eye, let alone three years."

Ji Yu avoids Mei Shuao's gaze, and plays with the small teacup on the table.

"Don't be polite to me, and don't deceive yourself. Everything can be changed. How can people's preferences change so easily?"

Mei Shuao grabbed Ji Yu's wrist and said, "It's like touching the cup back and forth with your fingertips when you're nervous. It hasn't changed in the past few years."

Ji Yu withdrew his hand, rubbed his sore wrist, and said, "Marrying a wife and having children is what a normal man should do."

"So you were worried about this." Mei Shuao's face softened, and he said slowly: "Every day I lie on the bed, thinking about you, I feel that I will be sorry for the kindness of my parents in raising me in this life."

"How can there be so many people who will not change until death? After three years, everything has calmed down, and you will feel that what you did at that time is really ridiculous."

Mei Shuao stood up suddenly, leaned over and hugged Ji Yu, and finally sealed the mouth that suddenly became talkative.

"Well…"

Ji Yu turned his face sideways, trying to break away from Mei Shuao.

Mei Shuao's right hand, which was around Ji Yu's shoulder, turned to shackle his head, and whispered in Ji Yu's ear: "Don't move, my muscles and bones have grown again, and it won't be able to bear it if you try harder."

Mei Shuao moved her mouth close to Ji Yu's again, her tongue fumbled to get into the tightly closed thin lips.

Because of the weight on his body, Ji Yu leaned halfway back on the table, leaning against the edge of the square table with his waist, and his legs were also sandwiched between them by Mei Shuao.

Mei Shuao's left hand disheveled into Ji Yu's skirt again, and the teacup on the wooden table fell to the ground during the struggle, Ji Yu's eyes darkened, and he punched Mei Shuao hard on the shoulder.

Originally, Mei Shuao was still immersed in the soft and wet touch of the tip of her tongue, when she was punched unexpectedly, she staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Mei Shuao covered her shoulders and slowly squatted on the ground, her whole face was also buried in the crook of her arms.

Ji Yu wiped the saliva from his mouth, stood up from the chair, turned around slowly, and walked to the back room.

After a stick of incense, Mei Shuao let out a dull laugh, raised his head, rubbed the pain on his right arm, stood up, squatted for a while, his legs were numb.

"It's so hard to bear..."

Mei Shuao picked up the saber that had been placed on the bed, waited for the pain in his shoulder to ease a little, glanced at the curtain covering the door, and walked out the door.

The old injury on his right arm was left by Yan Yigu's kick back then. Thinking about it, he was useless. He almost couldn't stand being punched by Ji Yu, but most of them were pretending to deceive Ji Yu, but this time Ji Yu I'm really not soft-hearted.

Mei Shuao carried the sword, walked to the gate of the courtyard, wandered around the apricot grove around the courtyard, and left the famous Xinglin Medical Center.

After Mei Shuao had left for a long time, Ji Yu came out of the hut, packed up the dropped teacups, and went into the pharmacy. There were still a few packs of herbs to grind. He made an appointment with an old man in the morning to pick up the medicine in the evening. It's been more than an hour.

One month later, early in the morning, a group of people gathered in front of Xinglin Medical Center as usual, but Dr. Ji did not come out for a long time.

People sat on the floor thinking that Doctor Ji was getting up late, but at this moment a man hurriedly ran over and said, "Sorry, I'm late."

Everyone in the county knew that this was Jiang Yue, the shopkeeper of Yunzhutang, but they didn't understand why he came here.

"Doctor Ji has important matters these few days." Jiang Yue said in a mysterious way: "That is a lifelong event related to your doctor Ji, and you won't be back in the next few days, so everyone should leave first, or you can come to my doctor." Go to Yunzhutang."

A few people didn't quite believe Jiang Yue and sighed.

"I'm really not flattering, so if you want to wait, just wait here." Jiang Yue pressed a piece of rice paper written by Ji Yu himself on the stone at the gate of the courtyard, turned and left.

And at the top of Yunyang Mountain, which is not too close to Xinglin Medical Center, there are lights and festoons, which are very lively.

The birthday of Lingjing's younger sister, head of the Yunyang Sect, the largest gang in the world, naturally has an unusual scale.

Lingyuan saw Ji Yu in the crowd from a long distance away, and shouted: "Doctor Ji, Doctor Ji..."

"Don't yell, it's outrageous!" Ling Jing stared at Ling Yuan.

Lingyuan trembled in fright, and obediently followed behind her brother with lowered eyebrows.

But Ji Yu has already noticed this side, and walked over to salute the two: "Ji Yu has met the head of Lingmen, Miss Ling."

Ji Yu handed the small box in Lingyuan's hands, "It's a small gift, Miss Wangling likes it."

"I like it, I like it all." Lingyuan looked at Ji Yu with a smile on his face, and tightly held the box in his hand.

Ling Jing felt helpless looking at his younger sister who was so disappointing, and said to Ji Yu: "I didn't expect to bother Dr. Ji to come, we are all martial arts practitioners, and we don't have to be so particular about it."

Lingyuan echoed: "That's right, what gift is there?"

Ling Jing glanced at Ling Yuan, Ling Yuan immediately shut up, people in the family, the gang, and even the knights in the rivers and lakes all gave way to her Ling Yuan, it was this brother who was so fierce to her.

"Meizhuang Meishu proudly presents a small gift to the head of Lingjing on behalf of the owner, thanking the head of Lingjing for saving his life." Mei Shu proudly walked to several people with a smile, glanced at Ji Yu, and then said to Lingyuan: "Zhu Ling Miss, Huacan Jinxuan, Xuanhua Tingxiu."

The author has something to say: Moving today, I have been busy from morning to night, God is busy.

Thank you for the favorite girl, okay?

When writing the rivalry between Xiaomeihua and Ji Yu, OS is all in my mind: hold back and kiss me